Zhou Kui was hypnotizing himself as a form of consolation, but… as he opened his sweat-filled eyes, upon closer inspection, he could not believe that Yi Yun’s back was getting further away from him.
Even so, Yi Yun still jumped again and again with no signs of fatigue. It was as if he was going to jump to the ends of the world.
How… How could this be…
Zhou Kui could not believe it. Ignoring the thought of enduring to the point Yi Yun could no longer jump, just the distance Yi Yun had opened up was more than a hundred meters.
This hundred meters distance was an insurmountable cliff for Zhou Kui!
If he was inferior to Yi Yun in terms of speed, it was alright since he was not good at it.
But strength and endurance were his pride; how could he lose to Yi Yun in these?
When a genius experiences a failure, and especially in an area that he was most confident in, it will result in a psychological blow. Zhou Kui felt a lack of oxygen to the brain. He felt light-headed as his vision began to blur.
He could no longer hear anything except his breathing and heartbeat.
He had been motivated by his stubborn willpower previously. But now, with his Yuan Qi completely drained, and the huge psychological blow, with one breath, he was left without even a shred of energy.
“Splash!”
Zhou Kui’s body wobbled and planted his face into the ground. He fell sprawling upon the ground.