A live stream that dramatically transformed a depressed schoolgirl shocked netizens across the count

"Get them to the top—!!!"

The moment Zhao Daqiang roared and landed, twelve black figures simultaneously sprang up.

The heavy tactical boots slammed haphazardly onto the marble floor, completely blocking all escape routes in eight directions.

Three heavy punches, accompanied by a force that tore through the air, struck Chen Lang simultaneously from a blind spot, aiming for the back of his head, shoulder, and knee.

"I don't care if you're dead or alive! I'll break your legs if you want!" Zhao Daqiang roared, his voice cracking.

The live stream, which had 300,000 viewers, was instantly flooded with exclamation marks.

Just as the heavy punch was about to land, Chen Lang moved first.

He didn't back down. He reached out with his right hand and wrapped his arm around Shen Qingci's waist. Before she could react, she was pulled into a broad and strong embrace.

He smoothly slipped his left arm under her knees, and with a burst of strength, lifted her up horizontally.

"Hold me tight," Chen Lang said, bowing his head.

Shen Qingci's body reacted before her brain, her arms reflexively wrapping tightly around his neck and burying her face in his neck.

"Damn it! Don't let him get away!"

A burly man roared and delivered a powerful flying kick to Chen Lang's back.

Chen Lang slammed his right foot onto the base of the stainless steel guardrail beside him.

The skill proficiency of [God-level Parkour] instantly soared to the top.

He leaped into the air, carrying the girl in his arms, while the burly man's flying kick barely grazed the insulating sole of his tactical boot.

In mid-air, a feeling of weightlessness washed over me.

Chen Lang twisted violently in his waist and abdomen.

He forcefully shifted his center of gravity in mid-air without any leverage points, completing a 90-degree extreme spin.

"Bang!"

His left foot landed precisely on the stainless steel outer panel of the atrium escalator.

The metal panel, tilted at a 60-degree angle and as smooth as a mirror, would cause an ordinary person to lose their balance instantly if they stepped on it.

Chen Lang's tactical boots, however, gripped the metal surface tightly.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone present and the 300,000 pairs of eyes watching the live stream.

Chen Lang was holding a girl, his body almost parallel to the ground.

He ran wildly upwards against the grain of gravity along the tilted escalator shell.

[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!!]

Newton must be turning in his grave! He really can't hold it in anymore!

This footage is truly precious evidence of early humans taming gravity! It's incredibly comprehensive!

[Carrying someone while scaling walls and rooftops? Is this some kind of pure-hearted god of war from Cybertron?!]

The chat was going completely crazy, and the data on the server was exploding exponentially.

Pedestrians going up or down the escalator felt a black lightning bolt flash before their eyes, screaming in fright as they clung tightly to the handrail.

Three steps to the summit.

Chen Lang bent his knees and jumped a second time at the end of the escalator.

Despite carrying Shen Qingci, who weighs just over 100 pounds, his movements were not slowed down by even 0.1 seconds under the system's maximum physical fitness panel.

Chen Lang landed steadily on the fifth-floor connecting corridor.

The tactical boots screeched as they rubbed against the marble floor.

"Chase them! Chase them! Use the stairs to outflank them!"

Down in the connecting corridor, Zhao Daqiang's furious roar had completely broken his voice, and he was drenched in sweat.

On the retina, a pale blue holographic data stream refreshes rapidly.

The system projects a three-dimensional structure map of the mall in real time, and a fluorescent green optimal escape route unfolds before Chen Lang's eyes.

Chen Lang's gaze swept to his right front.

At the entrance to the passageway ten meters away, two giant men who rushed out of the spare freight elevator stood side by side like door panels, completely blocking the way.

slow down?

nonexistent.

Chen Lang twisted his ankle sharply, abandoning the passageway directly in front of him, and charged straight towards the glass railing on the right side of the corridor.

That was the atrium of the shopping mall, with a huge hollow that ran through six floors and was more than 30 meters deep.

At the very bottom is a giant marble barbed fountain in the lobby on the first floor; falling into it would absolutely result in being smashed to pieces.

On the left side of the fence, in the empty space, hangs a giant metal snowflake decoration that the mall has set up for Christmas.

That thing was suspended by just a few steel cables, each about the thickness of a little finger, and slowly rotated in mid-air.

The edge of the snowflake closest to Chen Lang was a full three meters away from the fence.

The live broadcast ball, suspended in mid-air behind, deftly raised the camera position, instantly switching to a God-like overhead view.

Three hundred thousand people watched as Chen Lang charged toward the edge of the void without slowing down, and the live stream fell into a brief silence.

Then, the barrage of comments exploded!

What is he going to do?! There's no road ahead!

[A madman! This guy is absolutely insane! This is the fifth floor! Over thirty meters!]

[Hey streamer, don't send this! What will happen to the school beauty if you die?!]

[The person upstairs is calm; this is basic maneuvering for a streamer!]

Chen Lang stepped onto the top of the stainless steel glass railing with one foot, and his body leaned forward irreversibly due to inertia.

Shen Qingci, held in his arms, clearly felt the brief pause and gathering of strength before weightlessness.

She didn't scream, nor did she close her eyes.

Instead, she lifted her pale face from the crook of Chen Lang's neck.

His gaze went beyond Chen Lang's broad shoulders and into the bottomless abyss ahead.

The wind tore at her long hair.

"Are you scared?" Chen Lang lowered his head in the swift wind, his eyes, hidden beneath his tousled hair, gleaming with fervor.

"Jump." Shen Qingci's voice was extremely soft, and her lifeless eyes were burning with a secret excitement.

The corners of Chen Lang's mouth curved upwards in the whistling wind.

"Hold on tight, my little princess."

Leap forward and take off.

A tall, slender figure, embracing a girl in a white dress, leaped from the edge of the fifth-floor atrium amidst the heart-wrenching screams of 300,000 people.

The floating live-streaming ball relentlessly tracks the camera, automatically switching to a cinematic slow-motion mode.

In mid-air, Chen Lang pressed Shen Qingci firmly against his chest with his left arm, while his right hand reached out precisely.

"Snapped!"

His five fingers gripped the outermost horizontal bar of the metal snowflake decoration tightly.

"Creak—Bang!"

The steel cable supporting the weight above emitted a loud friction sound due to the sudden increase in weight and the impact of the fall.

The two steel wires snapped on the spot.

Chen Lang's right arm muscles swelled instantly, and the veins bulged.

Using his single arm as a pivot, he gritted his teeth and withstood the pulling force that almost tore his arm apart.

Taking advantage of the extreme inertia of the fall.

He held Shen Qingci in his arms, and they swung in a magnificent parabola through the thirty meters of empty space between the fifth and fourth floors.

"Bang!"

He planted his feet firmly on the glass railing of the fourth-floor connecting corridor and used the momentum to climb over and enter.

As soon as they landed, three thugs wearing black T-shirts blocked the entrance to the passage.

The people deployed from the fourth floor had already surrounded Chen Lang, pushing a row of heavy shopping mall cleaning carts directly towards his location.

Chen Lang didn't confront them head-on. Instead, he suddenly turned to the side, pressed himself against the cold wall, and squeezed through the gap between two vending machines placed side by side with remarkable ease.

In the instant he passed through the gap, he rubbed his back against the wall, protecting the person in his arms completely and ensuring she wasn't scratched at all.

"BOOM—!!!"

In the instant he passed through, Chen Lang deliberately exerted force with his right shoulder, violently knocking over the mountain of promotional beverage cartons piled up on top of the vending machine.

More than a hundred heavy aluminum cans poured down from a height and exploded with a bang at the feet of the three strong men.

The aluminum can rolled around on the smooth floor tiles.

The three thugs, caught off guard, stepped on it, and their feet slipped instantly.

He fell flat on his back with a series of "bangs" and screams.

Without even glancing at the chaotic scene behind him, Chen Lang slammed his tactical boots into the ground and charged straight towards the third floor.

On the third floor, you'll find the mall's most famous Instagrammable spot—a completely transparent glass walkway in the atrium.

This suspended, transparent walkway connects the north and south wings of the mall.

Below your feet is the unobstructed lobby on the first floor.

People with a fear of heights will feel their legs go weak and kneel on the ground, let alone run away, just looking at them will make their legs go weak.

Chen Lang stepped onto the glass walkway.

Instead of slowing down, he pushed his pace to its limit.

The tactical boots pounded against the thick tempered glass, producing a dull, rapid "thump-thump" sound, like war drums resounding in the hearts of 300,000 spectators.

Shen Qingci, who was in his arms, opened her eyes.

Through the gap on his shoulder, she could clearly see the transparent void thirty meters below her feet.

She was not afraid at all.

Instead, she turned her head and pressed her ear tightly against Chen Lang's broad, hot left chest.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

That was a powerful heartbeat, belonging to a vibrant life.

"Your heart is beating so fast." Her voice was very soft, half of it swallowed up by the whistling wind beside her ears.

Chen Lang's frantic running pace paused almost imperceptibly for 0.1 seconds.

Then, he lowered his head, his chin brushing against her soft hair, his voice carrying a hint of casual laughter.

"Nonsense, there's marble underneath. If we fell, we'd both be photographed."

Shen Qingci's heart pounded in her chest, and a blush quickly crept up her pale cheeks.

In that instant, the glass walkway reached its end.

At the entrance of the passage, two burly men in black with menacing faces suddenly sprang out from behind the load-bearing pillars opposite.

With their thick arms outstretched, the two men blocked the only exit of the plank road, which was less than two meters wide, with their bare bodies.