"Damn it, how can Mo Han's speed be so fast?"
Wu Jiantong, who was just a breath slower, saw that as time passed, he was getting farther and farther away from the figure ahead, and couldn't help but bitterly curse with a darkened expression.
As they flew for nearly ten breaths, everyone's speed gradually became apparent. The strongest and first to start was undoubtedly Dragon Academy genius Mo Han, who was leading the pack.
Moreover, after Mo Han seized this advantage, his speed continued to increase, and after a few more breaths, he had already opened a certain distance from the other Hua Xuan Realm Early Stage geniuses.
"Haha, who would have thought that this year's Xuanyuan Platform Meeting would be so easy!"
Sensing those guys behind him getting farther and farther away, Mo Han was somewhat complacent. He came here for the Xuanyuan Platform Meeting championship, initially prepared for a hard battle, but it turned out to be so easy in the end.
