Chapter 162: Chairman: What the heck is this b commotion?

"What the heck is that behind us, Trainer Lin Dun?"

"Could there be any other possibility? Don't get distracted! Surpass that guy ahead!"

"Being chased by a demon with black fire blazing from its eyes and mouth, how can you not be distracted? You really are something, little Bai Ren."

Note that, this kind of behavior—eye contact—requires sufficient rapport, sufficient cognition.

Otherwise, it won't be enough to achieve the effect of teammates' chat room.

Qianming representative and Chengtian Bai Ren obviously cannot achieve this premise. So who is bearing the burden and moving forward?

It is the shadow that Chengtian Bai Ren has stepped on and shattered three times.

Now Qianming representative is really surprised; I didn't expect that, aside from the Octopus Doctor's usage, little Bai Ren's shadow could even serve as an NT chat room.

This is actually not surprising, after all that thing's essence is negative energy, i. e., a materialized form of spirit.

Suppressing those fragments, those scattered thoughts like loose cotton, can barely be used to carry spiritual messages.

But Chengtian Bai Ren rarely uses the shadow in this way.

Not only because her attitude toward the shadow has always been complex, but also because this usage inevitably lets the other party come into contact with the shadow.

Even with her suppression, the other party can generally still hear some sounds.

Those negative thoughts from different horse girls, even if suppressed by ninety percent, the remaining ten percent will still somewhat affect the other party.

Not even her own older sister could maintain a consistent attitude before and after.

It's just that she cares more about her, which is also a trouble for her.

Either being rejected or being pitied—these two most common attitude changes cause her to relegate it to the cold palace, but occasionally she also encounters an unavoidable need to unseal it.

Thus, at this moment, as the distance between the two parties continually closes, there is an even more difficult-to-speak-about thorny issue.

If it were this Qianming representative, perhaps she wouldn't care so much… At the moment she thought that, the shadow had already become a bridge of communication.

Information exchange far swifter than normal conversation is transmitted in the wind.

"Just at that corner ahead, we each go diagonally!"

In official competitions, diagonal running is easily judged as a foul, even resulting in loss of competition eligibility for a period of time—a dangerous act.

This literally named diagonal forward running is like suddenly changing lanes while driving on a road, easily getting hit by the horse girl behind, causing a "chain-reaction collision".

But on this "track", it's obviously irrelevant.

The empty hallway, the situation of three chasing one, due to wind pressure they keep distance from each other; the only thing to watch out for is the turning corners.

They've already run past several turning corners, because the university department teaching building isn't that huge, that strange figure even ran two laps of stairs to extend the "track".

Continuing to sneak along like this obviously won't work.

Chengtian Bai Ren is somewhat anxious.

She tries to convince herself that it's because she boasted about a sea mouth but still hasn't managed to succeed, feeling embarrassed.

But what about in reality?

She clearly realizes she has begun to doubt herself.

Although she is doing training to maintain her condition, she indeed hasn't raced against others for a long time; usually looking at the ordinary running data she has no thoughts, just waiting for the Dream Cup to approach, hoping she might recover and run a few races again.

For this, she has begun to scout out future strong opponents.

Then today, she discovered she couldn't overtake that black bean sprout–like thing ahead……

Can any random guy that pops up run this fast?

Or is it that my condition has already hit rock bottom?

Not knowing what condition the Qianming representative running alongside her is in, Chengtian Bai Ren habitually first doubts her own condition.

This is a habitual self-reflection of a lone wolf, then she falls into actual anxiety.

However……

Even the idea of diagonal straight-line running, which is something horse girls should never think of, comes to her easily; she indeed has been away from the track for a while.

Usually official competition grounds forbid physical contact, but here we must take down that guy.

Fortunately, her teammate at this moment is also someone who has been away from the track for quite a while:

"Sure," Qianming representative's feedback was rather casual, "but shouldn't we also notify the one behind?"

This made Chengtian Bai Ren stare; her gaze unconsciously shifted back, and she saw a black streak flash into her view.

【You guys, stop!】

Faintly discernible, the low, trembling tone of the original voice was beside her, causing her pupils to widen and tremble slightly.

... This is……

Shifting her gaze upward, she saw the cold silver texture on that black, and also realized it had become a silhouette; Chengtian Bai Ren's wavering grew even stronger from this moment.

Trainer Lin Dun… he surpassed himself.

A bit annoyed…

At half past ten in the morning in the university department teaching building hallway, a demon that could usually scare students is running, yet it's still being left farther and farther behind by those two ahead.

Might as well just take off……

However, the straight-line acceleration of taking off is indeed fast, but the freedom to turn is far inferior to running on legs.

In order not to create a big gap in the corners of the second and third floors of the university department building, and not to polish the walls and wall plaster near the corners, Aomo suppressed the urge to spread its wings.

By strengthening the physique in all aspects through demonization, and with the advantage of auxiliary organs grown in the demon state, its back is literally full firepower.

But even so, it's still lacking a lot, isn't it?

What he faces are runners who have devoted their youth to the track, years of arduous excellence solely for pursuing extreme speed; when they truly spare no effort, they can even flip turf, shatter the ground, and pierce the air.

The gale and impact kicked up when they break the sound barrier need to be neutralized by track facilities, so as not to carry away the spectators nearest the stands.

This is exactly the norm for the forefront of each generation, and this posture is not even the peak.

The namesake of Ailisuzhi—superluminal particles—is merely a hope for those who name horse‑girl souls, but in this world it is not an unattainable peak.

The horse girl's goal should be an existence like that of the three goddesses.

Enough to trample the world's barriers.

But at this moment, he is merely a newly awakened demon.

The physical examination report has shown that his demonization greatly strengthens his physique based on his original human body, but he has hardly any new abilities, lacking a focused advantage.

In terms of external structure, the retractable and extensible scale seam vent is indeed a manifestation of the pursuit of speed, but it is clearly just an embellishment; its essence is to enhance flight.

Rather than running.

Even if he now uses many means to forcibly catch up to that burst when testing speed in Bourbon, to overtake the three ahead he still needs a more thorough off‑board move.

For example… electricity activates cells.

Ai Lei King, whose subspecies Haipa Ai Lei King stands at the pinnacle, having shifted from water overlord to sky ruler, owes it to a physique specialized for speed.

Its core is the muscle kept long‑activated by internal current.

The card sinks into the chest's lunar mark; dark‑gold electric snakes spread from top to bottom toward the legs and claws, spreading on the ground like a spiderweb of arcs.

At the same moment, the pale light point beneath the eye sockets is tinged with dark gold.

The next instant, the claw tangled with many electric snakes shatters the concrete, forcing it to reveal the underlying alloy plate structure; the heel vent no longer merely sprays silver flame but also bears finely extended coiled electric snakes.

【Monster Simulation — Subspecies Form】

Within the pale hollow of the lunar mark, the magic‑infused card even briefly changed its shape.

From that milky‑white sturdy body, it transforms into a form of metallic‑sheen dragon.

【Haipa Ai Lei King】

A bolt of lightning, overwhelmingly destructive, surges past.

Nose gap, neck gap, even one horse length, two horse lengths!

The true nature of the lightning, with its dangerous, ferocious long tail, instantly binds the black humanoid completely.

A series of developments like lightning and flint, yet the three will also face the end of this corridor.

"Hey hey hey! How are we supposed to turn now!" Qianming's representative shouted in surprise.

We're doomed!

Likewise, the dazed Chengtian Bai Ren realizes there's no time to turn or slow down, and her leg bones won't allow it.

Actually, while they were stunned there was still some deceleration, but it was clearly insufficient to let them escape the centrifugal force of the turn.

Thus she made a snap decision; shadow erupted suddenly from beneath her feet.

One line connects to her hand; the rest, even more, sweeps over the equally unresponsive Qianming representative and the trainer Lindun ahead.

Weighty shadow can serve as a buffer pad, though one must endure the possible sounds that flow into the mind.

That pain is only temporary.

"Aomo, grab hold!" In crisis the call should be brief; Chengtian Bai Ren shouts at the demon, even trying to accelerate to see if she can punch through the wall with one blow.

Honestly, there's not much confidence.

The building materials of the university department teaching hall are specially noted even in the publicity; the fact that they just withstood the rush of her and Qianming's representative shows something abnormal.

Moreover, Aomo has already hit the wall!

Relying on her robust physique and naturally hard scale armor, Aomo ignores the shadow, leaps and kicks off the wall; the charged repulsive force and blast‑flame buffer explode together, immediately followed by the unfurling of two pairs of silver wings——

——the huge wings that almost completely block the horse girl's field of view, gleaming silver and blinding.

But the inside is not much better either; the dense, arc‑shaped glowing patterns can likewise make one dizzy.

Chengtian Bai Ren also has no spare breath for commentary; her repulsive force technique controls Aomo's fully opened four wings like a reversed grip, holding her together with the Qianming representative wrapped in shadow.

This also means both of them strike his back.

And the one that has already landed spreads its five claws, pressing against the wall covered in frost; at the same time, an electromagnetic repulsion field blankets its front, ready to be intensified.

Full of survival instinct, it prepares to struggle!

But still……

Thud!

Thud!

Damn…

Even with extremely quick reactions and several layers of preparation, the two impacts, spaced only moments apart, still nearly embed him in the wall.

At least both claws have already pierced the wall to the elbows, as if they also struck some rebar.

Fortunately the next door isn't a classroom; otherwise, during class the wall would start to tremble, followed immediately by a pair of bloody, ferocious claws tearing through the wall——

——this would make anyone scream.

Now is when I want to shout……

I can't even voice a curse; opening my mouth I taste the flying wall dust, and from both arms and from behind comes a spreading total numbness.

To stabilize the injury I cannot yet break free of the demonized state, let alone relax the tail that still clutches that black humanoid even though it hasn't loosened.

Aomo freezes in place, only her wings folding and dropping.

Revealing the heavily wounded Aomo's "main attacker" Chengtian Bai Ren, and, due to shadow protection, only able to be considered a "minor pusher" Qianming representative.

The former likewise suppresses a pained expression, while the latter, having received the most protection, is still okay; facing this "gruesome scene", she raises a hand to cover her face, as if unable to bear looking.

"Waaah! I have to go to the infirmary first."