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[You think you are no match for these abnormal humans, and you pretend you didn't hear Atalanta's ridicule. ]
[Is there anything wrong with modern people not being able to outrun the gods?]
[Let's compete in advanced math!]
[I don't believe you can do advanced math!]
[Wait?]
[The twelve main Greek gods are all alien high-tech products?]
...]
[You discovered something extremely sad - Athena and the others may really know advanced math, and they are probably more proficient than you. ]
[Shaking your head and throwing away these messy thoughts in your mind, you discuss the details with Atalanta and then say goodbye and leave. ]
[The next day, the competition is held on time. ]
[Among the people who competed with Atalanta, many of them were already famous heroes. ]
[Alas——]
[As expected, lust is a knife. Even these people cannot escape the fate of being blinded by beauty?]
[You sighed, not optimistic about their future. ]
[Anyone who has spent some time on the Argo knows what kind of personality Atalanta has. ]
[This beautiful female hunter is the most trustworthy. ]
[Since she said before the game that she would kill the loser, she will definitely not be merciful!]
[That is to say, most people here will die under her arrows!]
[Is this a good thing I did?]
[You think so. ]
[As long as you beat Atalanta, even if the game is over, she doesn't have to kill the participants anymore. ]
[In a sense, you have saved the lives of the people present. ]
[You have done a great deed. You have done a great deed. ]
["Hello."]
[Just as you were thinking about these things, a voice of greeting came to your ears. ]
["You are Zoe the Immaculate? I've heard of your deeds!"]
[The visitor is a handsome and tall young man. He said to you enthusiastically: "Ah! I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Melanion. I'm glad to meet you!"]
[Melanion?]
[You raised your eyebrows. You are not unfamiliar with this name. ]
[In the myth, it was this seemingly honest young man in front of you who defeated Atalanta with despicable means. ]
["Immaculate, are you here for Atalanta this time?"]
[Melanion smiled harmlessly, and his smile was very sunny. He touched the back of his head and asked in a slightly yin-yang tone: "I heard that you are very good friends. Atalanta should show mercy to you in a while, right?"]
["Heh."]
[You got the meaning. ]
[So you think you are related!]
[And..]
["Atalanta?"]
[You turned your head, not wanting to look at Melanion's hypocritical face, and asked casually: "So you are friends, but why have I never heard her mention you?"]
["DB...."]
[Melanion couldn't refute it at all. Atalanta didn't know him at all. He just had a one-sided love for her. ]
[While being choked to death by you, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous of you. ]
[Jealous of your almost perfect appearance, and also jealous of your relationship with Atalanta. ]
[With you, Melanion's sense of crisis increased exponentially. ]
[He was worried that you would snatch his beloved Atalanta away. ]
[Especially when he saw Atalanta, who was warming up, came over to say hello after seeing you. ]
[The jealousy in Melanion's heart grew stronger and stronger!]
[He still remembered that when he greeted Atalanta before, the latter was completely indifferent. ]
[She didn't even look at him!]
[This obvious difference in treatment made Melanion unacceptable. ]
[It also made him firm in a certain idea in his heart. ]
[Touching the three golden apples hidden in his arms, Melanion's originally wavering attitude gradually leaned to one side. ]
[Even if people say that his means are mean, or that Ata looks down on him. ]
[I must get you!]
[Looking at the slender back not far away, Melanion's eyes became more and more fiery. ]
[Ata! My Ata!]
[You will eventually become my wife!]
The rules of the game are very simple. Iasos drew a white line at the end of the road.
Whoever crosses the white line first is the winner.
Perhaps because he heard the rumor that Alex physical fitness is average, the track he chose for the race today is not very long.
If converted into modern measurement units, it is estimated to be about 10,000 meters.
Ordinary people in the Age of Gods can run without stopping with a little effort.
For the great heroes of the Age of Gods, it is even easier.
It can only be regarded as a warm-up activity.
With Atalanta's physical fitness, she would probably just sweat a little after running the whole course, right?
"Why not do a 100-meter race?"
Alex said in a low voice with a droopy face. He had already put on a mask of pain before he started running.
10,000 meters!
That's 10,000 meters!
And he has to sprint the whole course!
Is this a race that humans should participate in?!
Although he has been adventuring for so long, Alex physical fitness is still pretty good, at least it is definitely more than ten times stronger than a normal modern college student.
But the problem is that no matter how good his physical strength is, it is only the physical fitness of a modern person, not a superman of the Age of Gods!
Sprinting 100 meters is no problem, 200 meters is no problem.
Maybe he can sprint 400 meters if he grits his teeth.
10,000 meters is a bit...014501225Feilu124590470]
"I just hope that after the run, I will still have the strength to talk."
Before coming, Alex did not make any preparations.
He took out the potion that Medea had given him from his arms, and with a ruthless heart, he pulled out the cork and drank it all.
This is a potion that can enhance physical fitness. Its effect is similar to the strengthening magic used by magicians, but the effect is ten times that of strengthening magic!
The powerful effect is naturally accompanied by serious side effects.
The side effect of this potion is that after Alex drinks it, he will probably be like Hephaestus and rely on a wheelchair to go out within a week.
"Heh.
Before the starting line, Melanion caught a glimpse of Alex small movements, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
Naturally, he would not question Alex achievements, because everyone knew that this "flawless man" basically relied on his wisdom to solve problems.
In other words, everyone present knew that Alex physical fitness and martial arts were only average.
Basically, no one regarded him as an opponent.
Even if he saw Alex drink the magic potion with his own eyes, he only thought it was a dying struggle.
If the magic potion is useful, what do we need our tempered bodies for?!
Muscles are such useless things?
The strength gained by relying on external forces is ultimately just a false glory!
Look at me using my real strength to prove what is real.
f**k???
The starting order has just fallen , Alex perfectly demonstrated the power of the potion!
Like a cheetah chasing its prey, the wind he brought up made the skin of the two contestants around him hurt!
His speed was so fast that he instantly accelerated to the same position as Atalanta!
The two of them chased each other, tit for tat, and it was hard to tell who would win for a while!
Alex felt better than ever before, he had never felt such a strong body!
It was as if countless powers were constantly coming out of his body.
At this moment, he was like being possessed by the macho Hercules!
Even Atalanta, who had "looked down on" Alex before, was surprised.
"Is this your trump card? Although the potion Medea prepared for you looks good, this power should not last long, right?"
Alex did not answer.
Mainly because he could not answer. He was not Atalanta, who could chat at ease while running at high speed.
If he opened his mouth to let go of this breath, Alex was not sure if he could maintain this speed.
Before coming to Arcadia, Medea had repeatedly reminded him.
The potion was not effective for a long time, so it was best to finish the race at the fastest speed.
Otherwise, once the potion was ineffective, Alex might not even have the strength to move a finger!
Forward!
Only forward!
Kill the race at the fastest speed!
Alex was silent and ran forward with his head down.
But he was not unaware of the situation around him. At least, Alex paid close attention to Melanion, who was following closely behind.
He was waiting for Melanion to throw the golden apple.
And Melanion was also waiting for the opportunity to use his trump card!
[Damn it! How could it be so fast?!]
[At this moment, he had already finished half of the race. ]
[Melanion looked at the two figures ahead of him, who were a hundred meters away, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes. ]
[He knew that he couldn't outrun Atalanta, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even outrun you!]
[Can't wait! Must close the distance immediately!]
[After thinking it over again and again, Melanion took out a golden apple from his arms. ]
[He exerted force with one arm and threw the golden apple directly a hundred meters away. ]
[Successfully attracted Atalanta's attention, causing her vigorous pace to slow down slightly. ]
[Seeing this scene, Lanion couldn't help but smile. ]
[However, the next second, his smile froze on his face. ]
[The reason is very simple. ]
[The person who picked up the golden apple was not Atalanta, but you!]
[You took advantage of Atalanta's slowing down and rushed up in one go, picked up the golden apple, and stuffed it into your arms. ]
[Without the temptation of the golden apple, Atalanta naturally picked up her speed and continued running forward. ]
[And you turned your head and smiled at Melanion, then accelerated again and hung behind Atalanta. ]
[Zoe!!!]
[Melanion was so angry at your provocation that veins popped out on his forehead. If he couldn't beat you, he would have wanted to kill you now. ]
[However, after regaining his composure, Melanion also discovered one thing. ]
[———Your speed has slowed down. ]
[Just after picking up the golden apple, you seem to be unable to speed up to the state at the beginning, and can only barely hang behind Atalanta. ]
[That is to say.. ]
["Zoe, you can't surpass Atalanta anymore, right?" ]
[The expression of winning returned to Melanion's face. ]
[He saw the opportunity and threw another golden apple in the opposite direction of the turning intersection. ]
[As expected, Atalanta slowed down again and headed for the golden apple!]
[Unfortunately, this time Melanion miscalculated again. ]
[You suddenly accelerated and rushed over, pushed Atalanta, forcibly changed the direction of the female hunter, and then ran in the opposite direction and snatched the golden apple. ]
[After failing twice in a row, Melanion inevitably fell into the psychological state of the prisoner's dilemma. ]
[The last golden apple, should I throw it or not?]
[He was in a dilemma. ]
[Because he couldn't be sure whether you still had the strength to rush up and snatch the golden apple. ]
[But if you don't throw it, you are doomed to fail to defeat Atalanta. ]
[After a moment of hesitation, Melanion chose...]
[Throw it!]
[There is only one kilometer left in the race, this is his last chance!]
Tired!
Unprecedented fatigue swept through every part of Alex body.
His brain was groggy and his limbs were unconscious.
Only his heartbeat was abnormally fast, and the sound of a rapid and heavy heartbeat seemed to be echoing on the 9 straight edges.
It was like it was going to explode.
But it couldn't stop yet!
Alex had promised Artemis that he would change Atalanta's fate.
So far, he had never broken his promise.
This time, of course, would be no exception!
A strong will can create miracles.
Physical fatigue could not cover up the brilliance of the soul.
The flaming spear from the god of war was inspired by Alex unyielding spirit, and it over-exerted a magical power, forcibly maintaining the final effect of the potion.
This gave Alex the ability to sprint for the third time!
It's getting closer!
It's getting closer!
Seeing the finish line in front of him, Alex gritted his teeth and sprinted.
However, at this moment.
A golden apple fell in front of the right.
Atalanta was inevitably affected and wanted to pick it up.
Alex, who had a gold bracelet, was actually not tempted by the golden apple.
But he still turned a corner, ignored the finish line in front of him, and picked up the golden apple before Atalanta.
"...."..
Atalanta didn't know what to say.
Looking at the panting boy in front of him, with blood under his nose, he was overwhelmed with emotions.
He didn't have to come!
He could have just crossed the finish line without caring about himself.
There was no need to risk his life for someone like me.....
"Why? Zoe?"
The huntress couldn't understand, so she asked why.
The boy picked up the golden apple and ran hard.
His chest rose and fell violently, and he made a tired and weak wheezing sound like an old bellows.
His voice was almost inaudible, but it sounded like a thunderclap in Atalanta's ears.
He said——
"....
"I promised, Arte... Themis.
"A)....
"Destiny!"
Alex would definitely do his best to fulfill what he promised.
A real man values trust and loyalty, and should not break his promise!
Just because of a promise, it was enough for him to gamble his life!
This is Alex!
This is the reason!
It's simple, but sincere enough!
"Go."
The boy used up his last strength and could no longer run.
He sat on the ground, more embarrassed than ever before, but his smile was extremely bright.
Pointing to the finish line in front of him, he said: "Atalanta, I think about it, maybe I don't need to marry you, you have already won.
"Go, cross the finish line, get your victory, and start a new life!"
A new life?
Atalanta lowered her head and chuckled, suddenly understanding why Artemis loved Alex so much.
She stopped, turned around to help Alex up, and staggered towards the finish line together.
In the back, seeing this scene, Melanion gradually stopped chasing.
It's no longer necessary, isn't it?
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