Chapter 127: That Cripple Runs Really Fast!

As Le Xiaotian buckled four speakers onto each of his arms, the group of sycophants and the campus beauty, Meng Qiu, were left stunned. Banana, Lychee, Mango, and Potato were among the most famous brands of sound-phone in the Wu-Wu civilization. Le Xiaotian was currently using a Banana 7, but to activate eight speakers, one required an incredibly high level of recognition from the Autumn Fragrance system.

The model number represented the limit; for instance, the 7 meant a limit of seven speakers. Eight, therefore, meant transcending that limit.

At this moment, Le Xiaotian’s entire aura shifted as he prepared to showcase his talent. With all eight speakers ready, he pressed his palms together into a sword-finger gesture, bounded forward, straightened his expression, and began to sing in a flawless Peking Opera style: "General!"

The pentatonic scale echoed with a unique, soaring, and highly penetrating quality that left the sycophants and the campus beauty completely bewildered. Not only that, but people nearby felt goosebumps rise all over their skin, and even packs of hounds, lions, and antelopes were collectively dumbfounded. This single note was simply too breathtaking.

The maximum volume output impacted a range of several hundred meters amidst the chaotic stampede, even drowning out the "Journey of Immortals and Mortals" that was nearing its end between heaven and earth. As the gongs, cymbals, and large drums joined in, the obscure, high-pitched wail of an erhu descended from the sky, as if it were forcefully scraping against the very souls of those dancing.

Then, the super-powered electronic music kicked in, once again demonstrating the advantages of merging Eastern and Western instruments. As the audience felt their cells vibrating, the melody followed the rhythm of this soaring atmosphere, with the erhu taking on the lead.

Le Xiaotian moved his sword-fingers with precision, his body pulsing in rhythmic, orderly motions: "I am going crazy!"

By now, dozens of people and several animals had stopped running, standing in a daze as they listened to this divine melody. As the pipa joined the mix and the entire ensemble was fully unleashed, Le Xiaotian leaped into mid-air. The image was instantly etched into everyone's minds—a standard, heroic leap into the heavens. It was handsomely cool.

Landing on the ground, Le Xiaotian moved his feet rapidly and switched to a heavier, more resonant vocal style: "Robbery! Hey, hey, hey!"

After this brief display, he stopped his performance and reached for the ear-hook headphones around his neck. Just before putting them on, he bestowed a smile upon the stunned Meng Qiu under the light of a billion golden rays: "I’ll be waiting for you at the 100-meter sprint zone of the Phoenix Nest."

Without waiting for her reply, Le Xiaotian put on the headphones. Suddenly, resonating with his ears as a sound chamber, the listening experience shifted entirely, as if he had entered a new world.

The first of the seventy-two divine techniques of the Grand Dance God: Galloping Horse Stepping on a Swallow!

Roaring in his heart, Le Xiaotian initiated his sprint, leaving behind a god-like silhouette that even his large backpack could not obscure. He hadn't been running long before he let out a murderous howl: "Ahhh!" causing the scalps of ten thousand people to tingle.

As Le Xiaotian’s retreating figure began to rival the wind, the stupefied audience finally regained their senses.

"Somadya! Is he... is he Senior Ziyang? This vocal style is exactly the same as the one on the Sound Net!"

"No, that’s impossible, right?! Although one can self-proclaim a dance title, having one without the strength to back it up is just asking for death."

"Is he a conductor? No, that can't be; he's so young!"

"Yeah, if he were Senior Ziyang, why would he participate in the All-Star Tournament?"

"Stop the damn chatter and chase him!"

The awakened contestants began to run again, their speed more than doubling compared to before. Meng Qiu swallowed hard, her little heart pounding uncontrollably. She pulled her gaze away from the direction Le Xiaotian had disappeared in, steadied her resolve, and began to run.

Meanwhile, after leaving the green-tea campus beauty with such a stunning scene, Le Xiaotian had begun his limit-breaking run. Two hours into the race, the first rest point was not far off, and Le Xiaotian pushed for a sprint.

Although he had gained valuable combat experience from the bloody battles in the Star-Suppressing Tower, plus five months of hellish training, his current body was still in poor condition. Therefore, this "Galloping Horse Stepping on a Swallow" was not yet achieving its optimal effect. Nevertheless, he was like a violent hurricane, his feet almost entirely off the ground.

Amidst the whistling sound of breaking air, Le Xiaotian, with his external speakers and headphones working in tandem, became the focal point for everyone. After all, when everyone was exhausted to the brink, the competition was about inner strength. Where did that strength come from? Music!

Moving at 50 kilometers per hour, Le Xiaotian was undoubtedly a high-speed train.

"Damn, that cripple is running so fast!"

"What? Are you sure he's a cripple?!"

"Is this dynamic singing? This is terrifying! Who... who is he?!"

His powerful, resonant voice cut through the air like metal and stone. Wherever Le Xiaotian passed, there was only astonishment. Because in a high-speed run, simply speaking a sentence clearly was considered impressive for a warrior, yet he was singing!

Having entered the "Burning Mode," he had no time to spare for those around him; in his world, there was only music. A true genius could shock the world at any moment. After the Peking Opera remix of "Pacific Rim" ended, he chose his "Cow Pulling the Horse" playlist.

"Naruto Mode, battle track 'Rising Dragon'!"

"Rising Dragon" was a work by Yasuharu Takanashi, a Naruto BGM meaning a dragon flying into the sky. Following Le Xiaotian’s roared command, the sound-phone went full throttle, playing the track. With the rapid plucking of the shamisen, the roar of a male chorus, the embellishment of the shakuhachi, the melodies of violins and violas, the beating of the taiko drums, and the piercing electronic music, a giant dragon was indeed taking flight!

If one were to look down from the sky at that moment, the vast grassland looked like a newborn ninja world. Tigers, lions, antelopes, and humans were all running madly. At this moment, Le Xiaotian was burning at his limit, with one explosive piece of music after another erupting. He was selecting the rhythms that could make his blood boil.

"Epic Mode, battle track 'Rising Hero' by Two Steps from Hell!"

Instantly, the impassioned sound of violins rose, followed by violas, cellos, French horns, and male and female vocals, all cutting in sequence. In an instant, the world changed color, winds and clouds surged, and this majestic harmony pierced the firmament, shaking all living things!

When the beating of the taiko, timpani, military drums, and jazz drums exploded through the eight speakers, the heavens and earth trembled! The "Boom! Boom! Boom!" of the powerful war drums was rugged and forceful, making the blood boil and the fighting spirit soar.

It was as if it were telling the story of a hero who, having passed through despair, anger, and unwillingness, rose up once again amidst the sound of drums.

Violins and war drums, blood-stained armor, the setting sun, and the "River of Red"! The head-held-high Le Xiaotian was singing with all his might against the heavens. With a serious expression, he sprinted to the beat of the drums.

As Le Xiaotian, that shooting star, flew by, the tension within a ten-thousand-meter radius centered on him was gradually stirred up. Those running behind him naturally increased their speed to catch up, as did those in front.

When they looked back, these people often saw a shocking sight: Under the golden sunlight, with dust filling the sky and a rumbling sound, tens of thousands of creatures were roaring and howling. And in front of them, a man with black hair and black eyes was sprinting forward!

Run!