The heavy rain hit the plastic track of the training base like a splash, splashing water half a foot high, mixing with the sweat on Duan Yan's body and dripping down. He was bare-chested, and his bronzed muscles stretched out in smooth and explosive lines in the rain. Every step he took would scatter the water on the track. His footsteps were muffled, like a lone wolf looking for food alone on a rainy night.
Less than twenty-four hours after stepping off the podium of the Global Extreme Triathlon, Chu Xiao's provocation was still ringing in his ears - "New Era Sports League, Super Sports League, Duan Yan, I'm waiting for you." The arrogance in these words was like a poisoned needle, making Duan Yan's teeth itch. But he was not angry. Instead, he felt that the blood all over his body was on fire. The long-lost feeling of being on the verge of reaching the limit and eager to break through everything was even stronger than when he won the championship.
