Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant-Chapter 520 - 342 Supersonic Sprint

Ji Xinghuo waved to the surrounding crowd, sparking a wave of shouts, but on the live broadcast, his face was still obscured.

The audience could only see his silhouette and movements, hear his voice.

A reporter was about to approach him for an interview, but Ji Xinghuo turned and walked into the preparation hall of the race starting point.

The marathon was divided into four levels.

Each level’s event was held today, starting one after another.

The Global Marathon had the fewest participants, totaling less than three hundred people, mostly Legendary, with a few Heavenly Kings and Super Mutants. Although the Global Marathon had no registration conditions, applicants had to be approved by the organizing committee.

When Ji Xinghuo entered, most of the contestants for the Global level had already arrived, busying themselves with their final preparations.

He looked around and saw many familiar faces.

Due to the participation of the Sun King, this year’s Global Marathon competition was particularly fierce, and the number of registrants was also more than in previous years.

However, most people were there just to take part, with no real thought of defeating the Sun King.

"Here he comes."

An Yitian waved at Ji Xinghuo.

Ji Xinghuo nodded, and the contestants in the preparation hall all turned to look his way, as they had already changed into the racing suits customized by the organizing committee.

This was a type of one-piece jacket made from special materials, highly elastic, extremely light, and form-fitting to reduce wind resistance and provide warmth and breathability. The design was also very fashionable, with the event logo on the chest and back.

Aside from the running jacket, the organizing committee also provided professional running shoes to the contestants, but wearing them was optional and up to the individual’s choice. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Just as Ji Xinghuo was about to enter the changing room, a roar like that of mountains and seas suddenly erupted from outside.

Everyone turned to look at the live broadcast screen in the hall.

A figure was seen slowly descending from the sky, dressed in a battle suit with blue and red alternating colors, a cape with the United States flag stripes on his back, and meticulously combed blonde hair; smiling, he hovered in midair, waving to the crowd.

The Sun King had arrived!

In the preparation hall, everyone watched the man on the screen.

John Anthony, after acknowledging everyone around, landed on the ground and began to accept an interview with the reporters.

"Mr. Anthony!" a reporter shouted, "How confident are you about winning today’s Global Marathon?"

"One hundred percent."

The Sun King replied without hesitation.

He was completely at ease, saying to the camera, "I’m not participating in the Global Marathon today to prove anything, with my ability, there is nothing left for me to prove. My goal is to raise awareness about sports among people around the world. The marathon is a very good sport; it can train our bodies, enhance our spirit, as long as everyone persists, we will definitely experience the benefits of sports..."

On the live broadcast, John Anthony talked eloquently, patiently answering several questions from reporters with propriety and humility, winning the favor of many.

The crowd’s cheers grew louder and louder.

It was not until about fifteen minutes later that John Anthony concluded his interview and entered the preparation hall amid the camera’s focus.

The contestants all stood up.

On everyone’s face was a mix of expressions: curiosity, envy, tension, but no one showed the slightest disrespect towards Earth’s strongest man.

The chairman of the marathon organizing committee had been waiting for a while and respectfully guided the Sun King inside.

"Good morning, everyone."

The Sun King greeted amicably and the contestants in the hall responded warmly, not much less than the audience outside.

His gaze swept over everyone, nodding to the several Heavenly Kings present, and then lingering on a black man.

"Jeffrey," the Sun King smiled, "today we will see who is faster."

Everyone looked towards the black man sitting in the corner.

He was sitting with his eyes closed in meditation but opened his eyes to glance at the Sun King’s words and stood up to say, "You’re just here to compete for second place."

At this utterance, the expressions of the other contestants changed slightly, yet no one was surprised.

This black man was the number 13 ranked Divine Walker from the Heavenly King leaderboard, Jeffrey Al Jordan, an American and a Divine Walker Warrior by profession, the most successful competition Mutant in history, and the predecessor whom Zhao Manying aspired to surpass.

Jeffrey was tall and well-proportioned, close to two meters in height, with a shaved head and dark skin that did not detract from his imposing presence; on the contrary, it gave him a feeling of calmness and dominance. His penetrating gaze was unforgettable.

He was eighty years old this year, having dominated an entire era before retiring from the competition scene.

Back then, the Divine Walker was unmatched.

Like Zhao Manying of today, his brilliance overshadowed all his contemporaries, the undisputed number one in competition.

Jeffrey retired upon his promotion to Legendary status and soon entered the Star Realm for adventure, swiftly ascending the Legendary ranks and becoming number one, dominating the leaderboard for an unprecedented fifteen years until he reached Heavenly King status at the age of 49, now ranked 13th.

All the Heavenly Kings ranked ahead of him were predecessors over a hundred years old.

Nowadays, Jeffrey has long shed the label of a "competition Mutant," and is known more as a mighty Heavenly King, bound to enter the global top ten sooner or later, and even contend with the three giants.

What this Heavenly King is most famous for is his speed, known as the fastest in the world, hence the moniker "Divine Walker."

He had participated in the Global Marathon six times before.

And won the championship each time.

If it weren’t for the Sun King, there would not be much suspense in this edition of the Global Marathon, as the Divine Walker would have won his seventh championship.