Thirty-five zhang! Thirty-eight zhang! Thirty-nine zhang!
Very quickly, Qin Chen reached the position of thirty-nine zhang.
Boom!
Qin Chen took a step forward, like the thunderous roar of a storm, terrifying telekinesis pressure raging like a wild gale.
Beside him, Deng Yu's eyes were bloodshot, not daring to breathe.
Step! Step! Step!
Qin Chen took step after difficult step, his feet seemingly treading on the hearts of everyone, causing their hearts to tremble.
Finally... boom!
Qin Chen stood firm as if standing at the center of a tornado.
But no matter how fierce the wind, I shall remain unmoved.
Fortieth... zhang!!!
Qin Chen!
Two dazzling words, etched there forever!
Breaking the thousand-year record once again!!!
"Impossible!!!"
At this moment, Deng Yu's face was extremely pale, drained of any color, and his legs felt unsteady as if struck by lightning.
And at the moment Qin Chen crossed to the position of the fortieth zhang.
Qin Chen's score soared directly.
