Chapter 128: High-Altitude Mission

Excellent. Beauty Lin was lucky.

In the racing world, anyone who had Mo Shu as a teammate would inevitably feel rather embarrassed, as though they were simply enjoying the fruits of someone else’s labor.

Since there was nothing she could do to help, Beauty Lin had already put her mind at ease and was quietly waiting for the result of Mo Shu’s challenge.

Up on the platform, Heavenly King Zhang and Lion Zheng had failed in their first attempts because of Zheng’s mistake. They could only wait until Mo Shu completed his first try before making another challenge themselves.

The two champions had worked hard to secure the lead, and seeing Mo Shu and Beauty Lin catching up again left them burning with impatience.

As a major football star, Lion Zheng firmly believed that it was impossible for him to fall in the same place twice. He was afraid that the sense of balance he had just managed to find would be worn away during the wait, and he looked increasingly restless.

Mo Shu, however, was off to one side instructing a staff member to adjust the height of his bicycle seat. The sight made Lion Zheng even more anxious, and he could not help stepping forward to urge him, “Little Mo, please hurry up a bit. I’m in excellent form right now and eager to make my second attempt.”

Mo Shu naturally did not want to delay the other guests’ tasks, so he hurriedly replied, “Brother Zheng, I’ll be done in a moment.”

Sure enough, less than a minute later, the staff member clapped his hands and stood up, indicating that the bicycle had been adjusted exactly as Mo Shu requested and that the challenge could begin at any time.

Mo Shu thanked him, then added to Lion Zheng, “Brother Zheng, please wait a moment. I’ll finish the task right away.”

Lion Zheng did not answer, because his attention had been completely drawn to the bicycle seat.

Why had Mo Shu lowered it so far? For a person of average height, that position would surely require him to squat while riding.

Puzzled, Lion Zheng looked Mo Shu up and down again. The young man was not short, so why make such a pointless adjustment? Surely he did not think squatting would give him a better sense of balance?

In fact, Lion Zheng was not the only one who failed to understand. Heavenly King Zhang and the staff members were equally baffled.

Heavenly King Zhang had crossed the narrow bridge on his very first attempt, and everyone firmly believed that the ideal seat height was one that allowed the legs to extend fully.

As for Mo Shu’s adjustment, no one present had ever seen anything like it.

But whatever the reason, Mo Shu’s challenge was about to begin. Which method was superior, and who would succeed or fail, would be revealed in the next moment.

Mo Shu signaled for everyone to move a little farther to the sides, as though he wanted to build up more speed before riding onto the narrow bridge.

The move left everyone even more bewildered. Everyone knew that when riding across a narrow path, a moderate speed offered the greatest chance of success. Mo Shu was once again going against conventional wisdom, and it looked very much as though he was destined to fail.

As for lowering the seat, people could still reluctantly accept that.

But the decision to cross the narrow bridge at high speed already seemed, to many of them, like a strategy doomed to failure.

“Young people are wonderful when they dare to innovate, but unfortunately, he’s still a little too rash.” Heavenly King Zhang shook his head as he spoke with Lion Zheng.

Lion Zheng nodded as well. No matter what, he would never adopt Mo Shu’s strategy.

As the saying went, haste made waste.

Meanwhile, Mo Shu had already begun his run. He swung one leg over the bicycle’s crossbar. His left foot pressed down on the pedal first, while his right foot simultaneously gave a powerful push against the ground, clearly striving to achieve the greatest possible starting speed.

Only then did everyone realize that Mo Shu had never intended to sit on that extremely low seat.

“So that’s it...” Heavenly King Zhang suddenly felt that his earlier assumptions had been rather simplistic.

Indeed, Mo Shu was not riding in a seated position. Instead, he had adopted the standing riding posture commonly used in extreme sports.

No wonder he had lowered the seat. It was not for sitting at all—he simply considered it an obstacle.

That was not all. Before riding onto the narrow bridge, Mo Shu used the limited stretch of open ground to build up as much speed as possible. His eyes guided his hands, which remained firmly aimed at the straight path leading onto the bridge.

In Mo Shu’s mind, this was the most crucial step. As long as he could steady the handlebars and successfully ride onto the narrow bridge, the challenge was practically his.

“Don’t let your hands shake. Don’t be nervous!”

Mo Shu kept repeating these words to himself as a form of psychological suggestion. He believed he could keep the bicycle pointed steadily in the right direction.

Below, Beauty Lin’s composure, which had just settled, became tense once more because of Mo Shu’s unexpected maneuver.

“You have to succeed!” she prayed silently for him.

Unfortunately, Mo Shu did not need anyone’s prayers. He had always relied solely on his own ability to achieve his goals.

Although Beauty Lin once again covered her eyes nervously, Mo Shu’s stability could only be described as astonishing.

Because he had accelerated properly beforehand, Mo Shu did not pedal even once while on the narrow bridge. This allowed him to focus all his attention on keeping the handlebars steady.

His upper body leaned slightly forward, his knees were gently bent, and both feet rested flat on the pedals. He held the handlebars as loosely as possible, minimizing the involuntary tremors caused by tense muscles.

He barely relied on the handlebars to control his center of gravity. Instead, he made minute adjustments by applying different amounts of pressure to the pedals with his two feet.

A staff member who had experience with extreme sports could not help praising him. “That guy knows quite a few tricks.”

Hearing this, the others began asking questions, and the staff member explained, “If I’m not mistaken, this is a BMX technique from extreme sports. It’s widely regarded as the most stable way to pass through a narrow section. I never expected him to use it on a narrow bridge, but the principles are the same.”

“Oh... so that’s how it is!”

Everyone responded as though a veil had suddenly been lifted from their eyes.

In truth, Mo Shu had never ridden a BMX. Racing cars already took up all his time, leaving him no opportunity to study extreme sports.

He had simply ridden his bicycle to school for years when he was a student. Since the route was long and he rarely had classmates to accompany him, he had gradually developed exceptional riding skills to amuse himself along the way.

“Mmm, it really is a matter of applying one skill to another. If he can drive a car so well, riding a bicycle must be child’s play for him.” Even Heavenly King Zhang, standing high on the platform, had been thoroughly impressed by Mo Shu’s cycling ability.

While everyone was still marveling, Mo Shu quickly turned the bicycle around on the platform at the far end of the narrow bridge. Using the same method, he conquered the return stretch as well.

“Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!”

Before Mo Shu had even dismounted, thunderous applause erupted around him.

This was the most spectacular high-altitude challenge since Ultimate Partners had begun airing. If they did not applaud Mo Shu, whom else could they applaud?

Mo Shu acknowledged the crowd as he took the elevator back to the ground as quickly as possible.

Beauty Lin was already beaming. She slapped him affectionately on the arm and exclaimed with delight, “You’re incredible! Truly incredible! I admire you more and more, big brother!”

Mo Shu was delighted as well. Through ceaseless effort, he had finally proven his ability in an environment where no one had believed in him.