Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 68 - 68 Sneak Attack

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Sneak Attack

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Sneak Attack

On both sides of the street, the crowd was starting to gather.

Many people were waving little flags or cheerleader props, cheering for him.

The whole scene was nothing short of lively, a far cry from the first race he had participated in.

The Eric family, even those who were sowhat distracted at first, were now fully focused on the TV.

Their emotions, ranging from initial doubt to surprise, and now to calm acceptance, seed connected to a massage wand, constantly vibrating.

If restaurant owner Wally Dosari initially appreciated Eric for his filial piety, at this mont, he truly admired Eric for his capabilities.

Although he did not understand the cycling industry, having run a restaurant, he was very clear about just how difficult it is to reach the pinnacle of a field.

This was, after all, a race across the whole state of Florida, and to take a cliff-like lead in such a competition was enough to show that this Asian cyclist was a top contender.

And for Eric to make friends with soone like that, even bringing him in to sponsor their family factory, might be due to his good fortune, but undoubtedly also his ability.

Thinking of his own grandson, who only knew how to eat, drink, and be rry, he felt even more out of balance.

“Tell , Old Eric, just how much sponsorship money did you give to get such a rider?”

“Um… actually, it was a set of custom furniture.”

When Old Eric said this, he himself felt a bit embarrassed.

Initially, he felt that the sponsorship amount was a bit high, and he had agreed because the cyclist was a friend of Eric’s, but now it seed far from enough.

Even if this was only a bicycle race, the visibility was definitely in the millions, and although not highly relevant to his furniture factory, trying to advertise with just a set of furniture? It was more like a dream.

“Oh, I have to say, that’s insane. It sounds like I arranged everything with the cost of a al at my restaurant.”

At this mont, Wally Dosari’s envy reached its peak.

Eric, who was at the scene, was vigorously promoting to the people around him.

His voice was trembling with excitent, wanting everyone present to know that Li Ang was his good buddy.

“Do you guys know who’s in the first place? His na is Li Ang, my good brother; we even ca here in the sa car!”

“Hey bro, the current leader was once in my team. Look, we even took photos together…”

This was a scenario Eric hadn’t even dread of yesterday.

He knew that Li Ang had strong explosive power and great endurance, but he had not anticipated this level of performance.

As a forr teammate who had trained with him, he was well aware that Li Ang’s current strength had improved not by one, but several levels since the last race.

The only explanation was that Li Ang simply hadn’t bothered to display his full strength back then.

Sheila, sitting on the presidential stage, also felt her heartbeat speed up as Li Ang got closer and closer to the finish line.

A part of her mind was already fantasizing about the mont she would give him the surprise on his return.

Just thinking about it made her squeeze her legs together a little more.

With two kiloters left to the finish line, Li Ang pushed his sprinting speed to the max.

He lifted his butt off the seat as the bicycle rhythmically shook with the movent of the fra.

The professional na for the action commonly referred to as standing up and pedaling is called “bike rocking.”

Bike rocking is an important cycling technique that primarily leverages the body’s weight to increase the force on the pedals, thus increasing power output in a short span of ti.

At his current speed, it would take just over two minutes to reach the finish line.

But it was at this mont that Li Ang suddenly had a bad premonition.

Ever since his [Spirit] had been rising, his sensitivity had strengthened as well, sotis even allowing him to sense so gazes filled with strong emotions.

Right now, he felt the gaze of malice, but unfortunately, it was just a vague sensation, and he simply had no energy to slowly discern where exactly this malice was coming from.

As expected, when he was more than a thousand ters away from the finish line, an Asian man suddenly vaulted over the fence, holding a large Arican flag in his hands, sprinting towards him to give him the flag.

Subconsciously, one might think that this was just an enthusiastic fan wanting Li Ang to finish the race wrapped in the national flag.

But with a little thought, it’s clear this kind of behavior could greatly affect the balance of a bicycle speeding towards the finish line.

Even if Li Ang managed to keep control of his bike, the enormous flag would significantly increase air resistance.

Although at this mont, Li Ang certainly wouldn’t miss the win because of the slight delay, he had no interest in being draped in an Arican flag.

Li Ang grasped in an instant what he intended to do.

Because this was not the first ti such an incident had happened; during a marathon in China, He Yinli had her rhythm disrupted right before the finish line when soone suddenly handed her a national flag, causing her to lose the championship.

She was even cyberbullied by so not-so-bright individuals because she didn’t hold the flag properly.

He couldn’t believe that nobody was behind such an incident.

However, the incident happened in a flash, and even though Li Ang knew clearly what the man was about to do, he could not react much at this mont; the montum of a high-speed bicycle is not sothing that can be easily altered.

Li Ang reacted as quickly as possible, extending his arm and exerting force at the joint of the Asian man, ensuring that the flag in his hand couldn’t be passed over imdiately.

At that mont, he dared not exert much force for fear of the reaction force causing him to lose balance.

But he had underestimated the amount of compensation the Asian man had received, as he threw himself directly at Li Ang’s bike.

Despite Li Ang’s excellent bike control skills, he could only brace for the least injurious posture to fall to the ground.

But Xiao Hei’s move completely ignited the rage within him.

In the mont he lost balance, Li Ang wrapped his arm around the neck of the Asian man.

After falling to the ground, he dragged the man along, sliding over ten ters on the ground.

If not for this maneuver, which increased the friction by dragging the man along, Li Ang might have skidded even farther.

Prepared for the fall, Li Ang’s knees and arms, protected by his clothes, made the main contact with the ground.

But that Asian man looked rather worse for the wear.

Due to Li Ang’s subtle movents, the man’s face and arms were primarily in contact with the ground.

Within an instant, the areas that touched the ground were already a bloody ss.

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PS- Tomorrow’s follow-up is crucial, determining whether this book can make it onto Sanjiang. I implore you, my family, not to hoard the book these two days. Bang! Bang! Bang! orz