Chapter 157: An Unbelievable Distance

The hosts of the Infinity Team all cheered exuberantly for Lu Kai! At this moment, Lu Kai was their king! If Cannon Master was a mental arithmetic genius, then Lu Kai was undoubtedly a sprinting prodigy! Watching his sprint was simply electrifying! Even the celebrity guests on the opposing team were impressed after witnessing how effortlessly Lu Kai snatched the flags.

Baixin Hong covered his head with one hand and exclaimed loudly, "My goodness! That was insanely fast!" Fazai joked, "I used to think I, the man as swift as the wind, could arm-wrestle with Lu Kai, but now I realize I can’t even catch his shadow!" Luo Zhikang laughed and said, "At least you have some self-awareness. In any field, there’s a vast gulf between professionals and amateurs. Lu Kai’s sprinting could easily crush everyone in the entertainment industry. The production team designed this game specifically for him. (It’s the final episode, let him show off properly.)"

Peng Liang sighed, "We’re totally done for now. I was hoping Lu Kai would strike out, but instead, he snagged thirty-three meters right off the bat, basically sentencing us to death!" Zhang Qiyang fell silent, feeling slightly stunned by Lu Kai’s speed. This was his first time witnessing a national record-holder sprint live. The impact was far more intense than watching on television.

When Lu Kai took off, it felt as if wind blew beneath his feet, lifting his entire body. His speed was beyond imagination! Zhang Qiyang wondered if he could ever reach such a pace. In the face of the unknown, he dared not boast.

On the track, Lu Kai was set to press on and challenge thirty-four meters. After watching his last attempt, everyone felt he could handle it easily and should have dared to push for thirty-five or even thirty-six meters! However, this time, things unfolded unexpectedly. The large ball rolled out slightly faster, and Lu Kai had to run even harder, almost recklessly, to barely secure the thirty-four-meter mark.

As the ball nearly crushed him, many gasped in shock! Only then did everyone realize just how difficult it was to surpass thirty-four meters. Lu Kai barely managed it, looking a bit strained and frustrated. For his final attempt, at the request of the crowd, he decided to push his limits and go for thirty-five meters.

"Go, Kai! Come on! Kai, you’re the champion!" Cheers erupted from the sidelines. The stirring moment brought Lu Kai back to where his dreams began. It was like standing again at the starting line of his past races. He cleared his mind, determined to claim thirty-five meters and repay every supporter, just like he used to on the track.

With resolve, Lu Kai gave it his all for this last challenge. Like a racing car, he dashed toward the thirty-five-meter flag zone at lightning speed. Unfortunately, as he grabbed the flag and turned to sprint back, the large ball struck his shoulder, staggering him. He stumbled several steps before regaining balance, looking even more disheveled than before.

Yet, no one mocked him behind the scenes. They all saw that the Kai God had fought with everything he had. Still unable to conquer thirty-five meters, it seemed this distance was close to the limit for Asians. Only elite sprinters actively competing on the athletics track might be able to reach it; no one else stood a chance.

Lu Kai’s final distance was set at thirty-four meters. This put the hosts team a full thirty-seven meters ahead of the celebrity team. Zhang Qiyang would need to hit an absurd thirty-seven meters just to tie. To beat the Infinity Team, he’d have to surpass that.

As Lu Kai returned to the hosts team, they were already celebrating victory. The staff thought Zhang Qiyang’s final run was merely ceremonial—there was no way he could reach thirty-seven meters. But then an astonishing scene unfolded.

Zhang Qiyang stepped onto the track, and on his very first trial run, the staff called out, "Mark it at thirty-seven point... one meters!" The staff member planting the flag was dumbfounded and asked, "How far?"

"Thirty-seven point one meters!" Zhang Qiyang replied, then cheekily asked the production team, "Can we just add a tiny extra tenth of a meter?"

The whole crew burst into laughter, thinking Zhang Qiyang was just playing for the cameras. Xiao Qiang gave him a thumbs-up, silently praising his comedic timing. The hosts team laughed even harder. Lu Kai had just failed at thirty-five meters and felt embarrassed; now Zhang Qiyang was eagerly trying to share the shame. Lu Kai quickly told the production team, "No need for the extra tenth—just mark it at thirty-seven meters. If he can actually reach it, then we’ll admit defeat!"

Pan Ziwen and the others nodded in agreement, praising the idea. Thirty-seven meters was practically impossible! Even a world champion sprinter would probably fail at such a monstrous distance! But Zhang Qiyang insisted, "No! If I’m going to win, I want it to be undeniable. Mark it at thirty-seven point one meters!"

His stubbornness left everyone both amused and exasperated. They all felt the same as Peng Liang had earlier—that golden halo of foolishness shone brightly above Zhang Qiyang's head... He deserved every bit of the scorn from millions.

Li Xuan couldn’t help but advise, "Stop it, just set it at thirty meters. That’s more reasonable." Luo Zhikang and Baixin Hong also urged Zhang Qiyang to be sensible: if he lost, he lost, but don’t get injured. Zhang Qiyang replied, "Running thirty meters is just giving up. Since I’m going to lose anyway, I might as well give it my all!"

Seeing his determination, no one tried to stop him. The production team complied and planted the flag at thirty-seven point one meters. The distance looked terrifying—almost as if the flag was being planted right at the gateway from which the ball leapt!

Lu Kai estimated the ball would reach the flag in just over four seconds. To run thirty-seven meters on a sloped track without spikes in just over four seconds was nearly impossible, even at his peak condition.

Lu Kai chuckled, waiting to see Zhang Qiyang embarrass himself being struck by the ball. As Zhang Qiyang stood at the starting line, everyone thought he was asking for punishment—it was simply unachievable! For the sake of the show, Cannon Master truly was going all out, sacrificing himself.

The staff applauded Zhang Qiyang’s courage, but no one believed he could conquer that impossible distance. Not even Zhang Qiyang himself felt confident.