Second Lord Long, Seventh Lord Long, this is like a battle of gods, and the surrounding people hurriedly retreated to the side, keeping a distance of two to three meters from them.
After all, everyone witnessed Long Yinxiao decapitating Long Yinghua with that fierce determination last night. When Long Yinxiao suddenly lunged at Long Xiliang, the people around were scared half to death.
Long Yinxiao's fiery gaze glared at the red apple in Long Xiliang's hand.
Long Xiliang coldly glanced at the opponent, took the apple, and bit into the part Lu Xiaoyou had eaten.
"Damn!"
Long Yinxiao cursed, turned around, and left.
Inside the race track, Lu Xiaoyou and Long Xingkui were still competing.
During the apple shooting segment, Lu Xiaoyou was slightly delayed, and Long Xingkui took advantage of the brief lapse to catch up.
Suddenly, Lu Xiaoyou's body plunged downwards. She realized that the final sprint stage of the race track was a long slope.
