In a flash, the four Xiantian level elders had disappeared. Several top disciples from both schools didn’t wait even for a moment and jumped out immediately, following after the elders.
With their figures like the lightning flash, they had instantly skimmed on the mountain road.
Seeing that these talented disciples had already skimmed out without wasting any time, quickly, other core disciples also followed up, but unfortunately, they were already far behind in this race which had ironically just begun.
The race had quickly turned into a stampede of disciples due to sudden disappearance of elders and top disciples. In this crowd, the four elders of Xiantian level were the fastest, and almost like a lightning, they had disappeared on the mountain road. Next were the Ye Feng and other top disciples of Yi Yuan School and Zhang family which together made the first group. Right behind the first group was the group which mainly consisted of 30 Houtian ninth stage disciples, although they were not the top players, but, they had certainly reached the Houtian ninth stage so their speeds were slightly lower than the top disciples.
Next was the group of Houtian eighth stage disciples, but, there was a whole one stage gap between them the group of Houtian ninth stage so their speeds were much lower in comparison.
When everyone had already left, Ye Xiwen finally started and leapt towards the mountain road.
Ye Xiwen’s figure was as fast as the lightning. He immediately unleashed the “Celestial Step”, and within two or three breaths, his feet had already embarked on the road.
Ye Xiwen’s appearance looked elegant and unrestrained, as if he was taking a stroll. His figure flicked on above the mountain road and with each flash, it would emerge ten meters ahead, which clearly displayed his astonishing speed.
“Celestial Step” was a superior agility type technique and its applications were totally incomparable. It was much more elegant and unconventional compared to other agility type techniques.
It seemed as if a celestial being was strolling at an astonishing speed.
Within a few minutes, Ye Xiwen had already caught up with the last bunch of disciples in the race, who were far ahead of him initially.
The bunch consisted of Houtian eighth stage disciples from Zhang family.
Most of these disciples did not know agility type martial arts. Even if some of them did know, their agility type martial arts were nothing compared to the Xiantian level ‘Celestial Step’. Also, Ye Xiwen had practiced it to a ‘Dacheng’ level in ‘Special Space’.
Almost in a flash, relying on the incredible speed of “Celestial Step”, Ye Xiwen overtook those disciples. They could not even react because all they saw was a shadow that flew over them for an instant, then disappeared!
Now, Ye Xiwen also understood that all of this was to test the agility skill of each and every individual. Generally, if understanding of the agility skill was profound, then one could achieve greater speeds and then, this race would become a child’s play.
“Holy crap! Who is this person?” The Zhang disciples could only see Ye Xiwen’s back from very far and did not recognize who he was. In a flash, Ye Xiwen had disappeared in front of them.
Seeing that Ye Xiwen had so effortlessly overtaken them in the race, those Zhang disciples felt depressed. Because, no matter how much they tried, they still couldn’t catch up with Ye Xiwen and this had caused even the glorious masters of Houtian eighth stage to get depressed. They held high status in Zhang family as the eighth stage core disciples, but right now, almost all of these Zhang super experts were depressed.