บท 909: Sprint

In the blink of an eye, three federal days had almost passed.

Only the last five hours remained.

The young man with a divine constitution was shivering slightly while currently holding onto the 198th handle; it would seem that he was fighting something fiercely.

He had always been above everybody else, as expected by the Ascendant State experts and the top hundred contestants. Still, they were shocked to see that he had reached the 198th handle!

It had to be noted that the others were mostly between the 70th and the 90th handles; he was a hundred handles above them!

The person who ranked second was a young man with golden hair who was as handsome as an elf; still, he was only at the 173rd handle.

The third person was at the 165th handle.

Their gap was quite obvious; their achievement would have been more eye-catching if the young man with divine constitution wasn't there.