"Fuck your damn legs!"
Ding Fan tumbled down nearly over a hundred stone steps before he managed to steady himself. His face was ashen as he climbed back up, eyes burning with anger. If he hadn't reacted fast enough, he'd already be dead.
Ding Fan silently swore in his heart: "Zhong Wugu, don't you dare give me a chance. Otherwise I'll definitely take your dog life!"
Swish swish swish~
Just then, a few people behind charged up together. Seeing Ding Fan's awkward state, they all exchanged knowing smiles. Ding Fan lifted his head and glanced at them a few times, his heart burning with even more rage. Even Tian Qianlian and the others had already come up; he really was the last one.
Tian Qianlian didn't slow their steps at all, not stopping for even a moment as they quickly climbed to the summit. Ding Fan rubbed his aching arm, clenched his teeth, and climbed upward.
Eight thousand steps, nine thousand steps!
