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"Tianyu, weren't you going to take Shuhang bungee jumping and film a movie? What happened...?" Hestia asked.

"That's how it is... so we participated in the competition. As for the bungee jumping, you'll see when you watch the live stream," Lu Tianyu explained.

"Alright, you guys watch the live stream, we need to get ready to start." Lu Tianyu

"Go for it, Tenyu!" Natsu.

"Good luck to Kanna and Lianhua too!" Hestia.

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As soon as Senior Bai's voice rang out, all the fairies, Taoist priests, masters, Confucian scholars, as well as Lu Tianyu, Kang Na, and Ba Jiao Zhenjun from the Kyushu No. 1 group climbed off their hand-held tractors.

All the fairies, Taoist priests, masters, gentlemen, demon lords, two little girls, and a boy, each held a tractor crank. They went to the front of the tractor, skillfully pressed the pressure-reducing lever, and inserted the crank.

Lianhua pressed the pressure-reducing lever, while Kanna inserted the rocker arm.

As for Lu Tianyu, he first tried it himself, but since his body hadn't fully developed and he couldn't reach it, he pulled Song Shuhang down from the truck bed and pressed down on the pressure relief lever.

After all, you can't cheat with magic when it comes to something this fun!

Then... the fairies, Taoist priests, masters, and lolis and shota vigorously cranked the tractor lever.

Above the white clouds in the sky, many fellow cultivators had already blushed, wanting to laugh but daring not to. Forgive their low threshold for laughter; seeing a bunch of senior cultivators bent over, gripping the joysticks tightly, and spinning them frantically was truly a sight to behold.

It was just an ordinary scene of driving a tractor, but because of the identity of the person cranking the tractor, the scene became particularly interesting.

Especially those three little ones, they're so cute, I want to take them home!

"How shameful! Why can't they just replace the 'hand-crank start' function on this hand tractor?!" Beihe Sanren said as he started the tractor.

"Dingbei River".

"Dingbeihe +1"

"Dingbeihe + n"

"So happy!"

"So exciting!"

"This is so much fun!"

At this moment, three traitors appeared in the crowd: Lu Tianyu, who looked happy; Yu Rouzi, who looked excited; and Kang Na, who looked curious.

Senior member of the Kyushu No. 1 group: "........."

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Chapter 1010 - Overlord's Charge!

Just as the seniors were discussing this, Senior White descended from the sky.

Then, he took out a hand-operated tractor from his spatial ring and started it up with a loud roar.

The Creation King inquired, "Senior Bai, are you also participating in the competition?"

"No, I will not participate," Senior White replied.

The main reason he organized the 'hand-held tractor race' was because he really liked this special kind of vehicle!

Unfortunately, it would be somewhat unfair for him to participate in the race, given that he was the one who designed the track and organized the competition.

Therefore, I can only join the competition under a different identity to have some fun.

"I will serve as the team referee, moving forward alongside everyone. At the same time, I will prevent any unforeseen events that could endanger your lives during the competition," Senior White said.

"Furthermore, please give it your all in the competition. Unleash your full fighting power!" With that, Senior Bai pointed to the sky, where a huge Bagua formation was quietly rotating.

In the center of the Bagua formation is a huge mirror. It records everything that is happening below and stores it within the Bagua formation.

"That's... the gossip information collector from the Cultivator's Daily?" Beihe Sanren's face stiffened.

"???" Yue Gu Zhuo remained silent, looking at Bei He Sanren with curiosity. What was the Cultivator Daily?

"The Cultivator's Daily is just like a newspaper in the ordinary world, and the gossip information is gossip news. It will record and broadcast the entire process of our 'Hand Tractor Race'..." Beihe Sanren explained.

Taku Koshigaya: "......", These seniors are so funny!

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In the sky, the chief referee, Venerable Spirit Butterfly, glanced at his beloved daughter, Yu Rouzi, and said in a deep voice, "Then, the match begins!"

The fellow participants from Group 1 of Kyushu, along with Lu Tianyu, Lianhua, Kangna, and others, climbed onto the tractor together.

Next, just wait for the referee, 'Whirlwind Master,' to shout 'On your marks, get set!' and then immediately send the hand tractor off.

"On your marks!" Whirlwind Venerable raised his command pistol high, and at that moment, all the contestants and spectators focused their attention on him!

This feeling is the feeling of being in the limelight, the coolest and best style, the Whirlwind Master's favorite!

"Ready!" Whirlwind Venerable shouted.

All the contestants gripped the hand-held tractor with both hands, their spirits taut.

Even Song Shuhang, who had been trembling with fear, nervously clung to the missile beside him... As for the star-destroying cannon, he dared not touch it! If the cannon were accidentally damaged... he would be the culprit...

0.3 seconds later

The Whirlwind Master still held his command pistol high, but didn't pull the trigger. His mouth was slightly open, uttering a single number: "1..........".

What?

All the contestants and viewers, even those in the live stream, were baffled. Why were they talking about numbers?

Shouldn't we be firing now?

“2…” Whirlwind Venerable still showed no intention of firing.

“3!” Whirlwind Venerable continued.

Just when everyone thought the shooting was about to begin!

However, the Whirlwind Master still didn't fire. He slightly opened his mouth and said, "4!"

I really want to punch him!

"5! The match begins!" Whirlwind Venerable

boom!

The next moment, the contestants in the 'Hand Tractor Race' sped forward at full speed.

thump thump thump

The more than sixty hand-held tractors, all weighing over 100 ounces each, set off almost simultaneously, belching black smoke as they charged forward at speeds that could rival any sports car in the world!

At this moment, the one temporarily in the lead is... contestant number 19, Kanna Renka!

Between them, two custom-made hand-held tractors belonging to little girls, their bodies crackling with purple electricity, soared ahead like giant dragons, fueled by various enchantments, arrays, and Kanna's own electricity.

"Damn it! They stole my spot! First place is mine! I'm going to take first place and dedicate it to my beloved Senior White!" White Crane True Monarch roared.

The next second, Baihe Zhenjun reached out and slapped the side of the seat.

The next moment, a device resembling a flamethrower popped out from the rear of its No. 40 hand tractor.

Boom boom boom... Baihe Zhenjun's hand-operated tractor suddenly accelerated, quickly chasing after Lianhua and Kanna.

"Hahaha, this is so much fun! Shuhang, let's chase after him!" Lu Tianyu laughed loudly as he saw Baihe Zhenjun accelerate. "Batian Tuo, activate missile acceleration mode, charge! Charge! Charge! Charge!"

The No. 33 Overlord Tow Truck flashed its headlights twice, and the next second, its tail deformed, revealing the tails of three missiles that spewed blue-white flames. It overtook the Ancient River Observation True Monarch in front of it and sped forward at high speed.

Inside the truck bed, Song Shuhang clung desperately to the missile... Help! I'm going to die... I'm already terrified of speed, I don't want to be terrified of tractors anymore!

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"Go Tianyu Shuhang!" Guhe Guan Zhenjun called out as Lu Tianyu overtook him. The next moment, he coldly looked at the second-place Baihe Zhenjun.

"Heh, a mere white goose dares to hop around like that. It's time to teach him a lesson." Guhe Guan Zhenjun's smile grew even colder.

He reached out and flicked the tractor, revealing a red button.

Guhe Guan Zhenjun pressed the button forcefully.

Behind his truck bed, the 'Scud missile' that he had modified and then had Lu Tianyu enchant was locked onto Baihe Zhenjun's No. 40 hand tractor.

Boom boom boom...

The missile was launched and flew towards Baihe Zhenjun.

The first Cultivation World Hand Tractor Competition had already reached its climax just two seconds after the opening ceremony!

The Scud missile soared into the air, its size increasing several times as it appeared, firmly locking onto Baihe Zhenjun's No. 40 hand-held tractor, and sped away at five times the speed of sound.

The array on this missile is entirely enchanted for speed.

Just ahead, White Crane True Monarch was about to catch up with Kanna and Lianhua, who were in first place, when suddenly it had a thought and turned around to look behind it.

Immediately, she saw a huge Scud missile hurtling towards it.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Guhe, you're too impatient. Since I've already seen the missile on your vehicle, how could I not be on guard?" True Monarch Beihe smiled smugly.

Then, she reached out and flicked her wrist, throwing a small piece of metal towards her head.

boom!

In mid-air, a burst of smoke erupted, and the small patch transformed into a hand-operated tractor within the smoke, with a lifelike image of the White Crane True Lord on it! It was exactly the same as the White Crane True Lord in both size and aura.

In the sky, the Scud missile was misled and struck the conjured decoy with a bang, exploding in the process.

The aftershocks of the explosion spread out, and Lu Tian, ​​who rushed up from behind, immediately activated the defensive formation, instantly surpassing Baihe Zhenjun and becoming the second place!

"Bye-bye, Senior White Crane! Hahahaha..." Lu Tianyu said with one hand while driving the hand-held tractor and the other hand while waving and laughing.

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Chapter 111 - Jiangshan Host

"Hello everyone, welcome to the live broadcast of the first hand-held tractor competition in the cultivation world. I am your good friend, Jiang Shan, the live host of Cultivator Daily."

"This year's hand-held tractor race is hosted by the renowned Venerable White, with Venerable Spirit Butterfly and the Seven Lives Talisman Master assisting in the venue organization. Venerable Heavenly Feather is the sponsor. It is said that this race track will be both exciting and thrilling, absolutely unforgettable!"

"The competition has begun! As expected of the first Hand Tractor Competition, it's already extraordinary even before the start. Look everyone, that referee holding the command gun and counting 1234... is Whirlwind Venerable. Whirlwind Venerable seems to be creating a completely new starting command, and his professionalism is truly admirable. This method of starting commands will be adopted by our 'Flying Sword Competition' soon!"