On-screen, Ji Xinghuo appeared effortless in the drone footage, with a very relaxed expression.
His speed remained stable at 400 meters per second, almost unchanged.
An expert exclaimed, "I’ve been paying attention to Ji Xinghuo’s speed, and his stability is terrifying. His control is like that of a machine, not a human."
"He hasn’t broken the rules even once!"
"Even the Sun King has broken the rules twice and was penalized for two minutes."
In front of a global audience, Ji Xinghuo swiftly narrowed the gap with the Flying Artist, and just over 20 minutes after leaving Chang’an, he caught up with Jose Morales in Jinyang City.
Ji Xinghuo ran side by side with his opponent on the highway, maintaining a relative standstill, and waved at him.
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"The boomerang hit him square in the face!"
Countless viewers laughed, especially the citizens of the Asia-Pacific Community, who felt very vindicated. Jose Morales’s face turned sour, he didn’t speak, and silently increased his speed, not wanting to be left behind by Ji Xinghuo.
This disrupted Jose’s schedule because now was the time for him to recover his Star Power and stamina.
What irritated him the most was that he found himself unable to catch up.
Ji Xinghuo’s current speed surpassed his own maximum speed, and even if he didn’t spare his Star Power, he could only watch helplessly as Ji Xinghuo got further and further away until he disappeared from view, which completely threw off his own running rhythm.
Just after one in the morning, Ji Xinghuo reached the Ancient Capital.
Amid the chanting of many Ancient Capital spectators, he passed through this historically and culturally rich city, headed out of the city and turned southward, running along the coast of Bohai.
He passed through cities like Mingzhu, Rong City, Yue Bay, Hanoi, Phnom Penh, Bangkok, and other domestic cities, and entered the Southeast Peninsula.
Ji Xinghuo had arrived at the Strait of Malacca, where he overtook "Arrowhead" Maxim Kalinin, returning to fourth place.
Here, turning west, it took him another two hours to enter the South Asia Alliance.
The race route on the Subcontinent Peninsula was basically along the coast the entire time, and when Ji Xinghuo reached the southernmost city of the peninsula, the race was just over halfway through, having run for 16 hours, with an estimated finish time of 30 hours.
By this time, the Sun King had already run to the Arab Peninsula.
Ji Xinghuo was 6,000 kilometers behind.
It seemed as if the outcome was already decided.
Whether it was the hosts, experts, or the global audience, everyone thought there was little suspense left in the Global Marathon.
Even the most competitive Divine Walker had slowed down in the past few hours, staying over a thousand kilometers behind the Sun King.
Ji Xinghuo accelerated slightly again, and just over four hours later, he arrived at the northern shore of the Persian Gulf, where he caught up with Luo Yimeng.
She looked back and her voice reached Ji Xinghuo’s ears, "We don’t have much time left."
At that moment, the Sun King was in central Africa.
He arrived at Lake Victoria at the Nile’s headwaters, less than 10,000 kilometers from the finish, and with his speed, it would take about six hours to run back to Ivangrad, reaching the end of the course.
Ji Xinghuo nodded slightly.
Luo Yimeng didn’t understand what he meant and was about to ask again when she saw Ji Xinghuo’s speed suddenly explode, swiftly surpassing her, and continuing to accelerate wildly, faster and faster, until she could no longer see him.
The explosive footsteps echoed around.
Where Ji Xinghuo ran, he left behind a series of large pits two to three meters in diameter in the ground, kicking up a great cloud of dust, which the fierce air currents carried into the sky, as though a tornado had struck.
Luo Yimeng was stunned. This was faster than her full-out burst of speed!