Section B

After getting dragged by Carmen, whose attributes had reached level 30, Xu Feng could only smile bitterly at his helplessness. 

It would have been fine if he wasn't caught in the beginning, but now that he was, Carmen's grasp on his arm was truly difficult to fling off. 

In fact, every time he wanted to loosen the grip, she would tighten it, nearly squeezing all his muscles like some wet towel needed to be dry. 

"There's no need to be in such a rush, Carmen." Xu Feng said with much difficulty. "The competition might start, but it would give at least 20 minutes for all contestants to be on the stage." 

"Even so, I bet those 20 minutes are given to allow those early contestants to be prepared and set up their equipment," Carmen argued back, hastening her pace in the meantime.

'How did she know?' He cried inwardly in disbelief. Originally, he said that to have their pace slow down, but it backfired tremendously.