Chapitre 145: Power

Their speed was not fast, but Wang Zheng did not dare to go any faster, as going faster would not help. Instead, he would only drag Meng Tian and the crowd down as they could not maintain a quicker pace.

He could feel the breathing of the three other people. When their bodies recovered from the warm up stage, they would be fine.

On the screen, the rest of the participants sort of formed into groups while moving forward. The speed of the Martians also decreased over time. Half an hour was enough to let the passion die down because there were still nine laps remaining. In contrast, the people of the Moon had maintained a stable speed. Achilles was like an eternal light lighting the way ahead for the crowd.

The same Achilles was also in control of the cadence of the group.