"Grab my shoulders! I'm going to charge ahead!" Under the prompt, our lovely young lady gracefully clutched high-light's shoulders with both delicate hands, afraid that if she let go, she'd fall off his back. "Husband! Go on!" After saying this, Rain-Butter gently kissed the top of high-light's forehead. The heartfelt kiss from the beautiful woman left a sweet, lingering impression in high-light's heart. Man, for the sake of this lovely woman and the honor of the entire Chinese nation, high-light was truly showing his mettle. Recently, high-light had not eased off his special physical training or mental conditioning at all. With his mental energy finely regulating the energy within him, both his special abilities and divine-level energy were now activated, and the martial arts skills he had cultivated at the Shaolin Temple—combining meditation and physical training—were flowing smoothly. A powerful force surged beneath his feet. With just a simple leg push, high-light launched himself like an arrow shot from a bow, soaring upward. The scene shifts to Rex and Eli, who are far ahead. As they enter the third level, they become so enthusiastic that they shout at the nearest Black partner, who is still 80 meters away: "You're all hopeless! Only we French are true champions of sports!" The Black partner is not impressed and immediately speeds up, but due to his eagerness, stumbles and nearly falls. "Haha! Hopeless! I said you're all hopeless! Every single one of you is hopeless!" Rex and Eli roar with excitement. These athletic champions are not only dismissive of all the other competitors—they also embrace and kiss each other right in front of everyone. Highuang watches in disbelief, a surge of indignation rising from his chest. Honestly, let them see—China is the true master of sports. With a thunderous roar, Highuang bursts into action, his steps light and swift, moving like lightning. Rain butterfly felt the rushing wind blowing past her ears, as if she were seated in a speeding race car. The wind quickly blew away the black scarf, revealing her delicate and handsome features. This scene was captured by a French journalist standing nearby. Wow! What a stunning sight! A handsome man carrying a beautiful woman up the tower stairs—pure magic! Rain butterfly felt both exhilarated and thrilled by the experience. However, due to the swift pace of Gao Liang, a gust of wind carried sand into her eyes. Oh! It's so painful! Now she can barely see anything. Gao Liang thought the black scarf was still covering Rain butterfly’s face and kept rushing forward. Soon, amid the astonishment of journalists from Paris TV and the audience’s gasps, Gao Liang caught up with Rex and Elise, who had been confident and arrogant all along. Rex and Elise were stunned—was this truly human speed? They quickly climbed upward, but they found themselves far outpaced by Gao Liang. Soon, Hualing would surpass them. Rex and Ely watched as Rain Butterfly's eyes began to blur, and suddenly came up with a wild idea. Damn you, you want to steal the spotlight from me? Then let's see you fall. Rex casually tossed a piece of iron shavings from the tower's edge toward Hualing, but Ely still wasn't confident—she threw her makeup powder over as well. "You're dead! The mysterious prize is mine!" Rex, who always feared others taking the spotlight, was proud of his three consecutive titles. He wanted to eliminate any true talent who could surpass him before they even had a chance. "Ah!" Hualing had no preparation at all and hadn't expected Rex and Ely to make such a move. These two were truly cunning—choosing a corner where reporters and the public couldn't see. Hualing pretended to be amazed, saying, "Wow! The wind is so strong! Dust is swirling everywhere! I should have brought my goggles!" With his eyes now completely obscured, Hualing stopped in his tracks. Rain Butterfly naturally stepped down from his back. Yudie's eyes were still relatively good, allowing her to see things up close. "Husband! What's wrong with you? Your eyes..." Seeing Gaoliang's hands tightly pressed against his eyes, Yudie felt deeply concerned. She never thought that, for her, Husband had wrapped that black scarf around his head so diligently—to shield himself from the wind and sand—yet when he asked her to do the same, she had actually been reluctant. Though she followed his request, she had loosely secured the scarf, which ultimately caused it to be blown away. Husband truly is so thoughtful. Yes, as Husband said. Yudie felt a sense of regret. At this moment, whether or not she won the award no longer mattered so much. What truly mattered was that this outstanding man genuinely cared for her—this was enough. "Husband! Let me rub your eyes for you!" Yu Di gently kneaded the dough with her skillful hands. Close to Gao Liang, the two large meaty orbs on Yu Di’s chest frequently brushed against the broad, solid expanse of Gao Liang’s chest, sending a fragrant breeze to Gao Liang’s nose, which instantly stirred him to renewed alertness. Yu Di also found the man before her exuding a most pleasant masculine aroma; the scent of cigars from Gao Liang’s mouth, which she particularly loved. Whenever Gao Liang concentrated deeply on pondering significant matters, he would draw cigars, and the focused manner in which he did so was precisely what Yu Di admired most. The two were mutually drawn to each other. Gradually, their lips began to draw nearer. Under the wind at the Eiffel Tower, they began to passionately kiss. Though they had been busy all night last night, they still hadn’t kissed enough—needed more. This time, they added a fresh surge of intimacy. Remarkably, as they deeply embraced and kissed each other, the energy within Gao Liang’s body and the energy within Yu Di’s body began to merge and intertwine. Yin and Yang balanced, Yin and Yang harmonized, Yin and Yang intertwined... High Light and Dong Qiao's eyes opened. High Light knew that, though he had become a god, he still occasionally needed to undergo mutual energy transformation and absorption. This transformation and absorption were not merely drawing energy from nature, but also required a portion to be drawn from the people he loved most. For instance, with Yu Di, if they practiced dual cultivation together, High Light would gain significantly more energy. The passionate, intimate encounter yesterday had brought about substantial changes in both their bodies—yet this change alone did not guarantee a powerful energy source. Deeper, more profound embraces were needed, such as the dual cultivation kiss. Thanks to this spontaneous, natural dual cultivation kiss, High Light and Yu Di activated the energy accumulated from their previous practice, which had been stored within their bodies. With this renewed energy, the sand and dust that had previously settled in their eyes were no longer able to obscure their vision. Soon, High Light and Yu Di once again regained their bright, clear eyes. Looking upward, at this moment, Rex and Elly were only 100 meters away from the summit, while the luminous Spirit-Eye measured that it itself was still 300 meters from the top. "Honey! Let's go together! You can do it!" Highlight said firmly to Yudi. Yudi couldn't believe it. Highlight uttered a classic phrase: "When the precious one is placed in a vessel, great abilities will emerge! You are my wife-in-law! I will enable you to display your great potential! Believe me—believe in your own choice!"