Chapter 444: Buying Groceries and Winning a Championship on the Side? The Entire Island Goes Wild!

After the first wave passed, numerous surfboards floated on the ocean surface.

These were left behind by the failed surfers.

Good lord, that was a lot of wipeouts!

The very first small wave had eliminated half the contestants right off the bat!

Surfing was highly difficult to begin with; otherwise, it wouldn't be considered an extreme sport.

Many people had just come to join the fun.

What about Temple Master Ning? Was he eliminated?

Through the live broadcast, the netizens carefully searched for Ning Fei's figure.

The drone camera zoomed in, and the viewers saw Ning Fei floating on the surface. He was holding his surfboard, still looking as calm as ever.

The seawater had soaked his hair, and a few wet strands clung to his forehead. Rather than looking disheveled, it made him appear even more handsome and carefree.

"Temple Master Ning is right there!"

"Of course! Temple Master Ning has surfed way bigger waves than this before. This is just a drizzle to him!"

The netizens in the live stream cheered.

The surfers who had wiped out all swam back to shore.

Many among them didn't even know how to surf; they were just there for the thrill.

People from Mei Country loved surfing and sought excitement. Even though they had failed, many swam back roaring and cheering, acting as if they had conquered a massive wave.

The other spectators cheered for them as well.

Then came the second wave, and the third.

Each wave was significantly higher than the last.

The cheers from the beach followed suit. The noise swelled, and the crowd grew increasingly thrilled.

Amidst it all, Ning Fei naturally rode through wave after wave with steady ease.

"Next up is the terrifying Devil Wave!"

"The wave will reach up to eight meters! This is a fearsome challenge for anyone!"

"According to our electronic sensors, only fourteen contestants are still in the race!"

"Among these fourteen, who will be able to break through the siege!"

The host held his microphone, speaking with impassioned fervor by the beach.

People began to cheer and dance.

"Is everyone ready?"

"We're ready!"

Even though it was the surfers competing, the host was hyping up the audience on the beach.

"In that case, prep the Devil Wave!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Begin!"

"Rumble, rumble, rumble!"

As the host's voice fell, the massive wave-making machine on the other end of the sea began to roar.

From the sound alone, the machine was like a man-eating beast, sending involuntary shivers down the spines of all who heard it.

Then, under everyone's shocked gazes, a colossal wave exploded upward in the distance!

The swell instantly surged to a height of seven to eight meters, looming even taller than a two-story house!

The water spread to both sides, instantly forming a sheer wall of water!

"Here it comes!"

Ning Fei found it quite interesting.

Artificial waves were usually slightly faster than real ocean waves. Surfing on a wave like this felt much better.

The competition had now reached its late stages. It was no longer just about who could successfully pop up on the wave and ride forward.

It was about whose altitude was the highest and whose maneuvers were the most difficult.

At this moment, every contestant's eyes burned with intense passion.

They were all highly confident in themselves.

"It's here!"

Ning Fei felt the wave already lifting his body. Almost instantly, he used the buoyancy to land lightly on his surfboard, then glided straight ahead.

The sword-shaped surfboard, the short-sleeved cloth shirt, the carefree topknot, and the Daoist Hairpin became a striking sight in this competition.

All the contestants were on this single wave.

Everyone rode neck and neck.

The netizens and the beachgoers, however, shifted their attention to the giant screen.

Because it was much clearer on the screen, allowing them to see exactly who reached the highest point!

Broadcasting technology was highly advanced now. As the competition was streamed live, various auxiliary lines were drawn on the screen in real time.

A horizontal line appeared beneath each contestant's feet, accompanied by a label displaying their current height.

The tourists on the beach stared at the giant screen.

The netizens in the live stream also kept their eyes glued to it.

The host announced their heights one by one.

At this moment, a collective doubt surfaced in everyone's minds.

Ning Fei was gone!

"Where is Temple Master Ning?"

"Why can't I see him!"

Normally, disappearing from the screen meant a wipeout. It meant elimination!

"No way, Temple Master Ning got eliminated?!"

"This is a professional surfing competition, after all. The artificial wave is super fast and incredibly difficult. It's completely normal for Temple Master Ning to fail!"

"Temple Master Ning failing? You must be joking!"

The netizens heatedly discussed the situation.

Because, looking at the giant broadcast screen, Ning Fei was indeed nowhere to be seen.

The host had already announced the heights of the remaining thirteen people. Aside from Ning Fei, every other surfer had successfully completed this wave.

"There are only thirteen people. What a pity. It seems the god from Huaxia has been defeated by the colossal wave."

The host spoke into the microphone, his voice filled with regret.

As soon as his words fell, a wave of boos instantly echoed through the surroundings.

Many people even burst out laughing.

Right at that moment, the host suddenly let out a startled cry.

"Oh my god! How is this possible!"

On the giant screen, the camera angle gradually tilted up, and everyone saw that at the absolute crest of the wave, there was still another person!

It had to be known that ordinary surfers usually rode the lower half of a wave.

Therefore, the live broadcast camera had only been focusing on the middle section.

But when the camera zoomed out, everyone was dumbfounded.

Ning Fei was actually surfing on the very top of the wave!

How was this possible?!

At the crest of a wave, the water flowed chaotically. In such conditions, let alone ordinary people, even master surfers wouldn't dare claim they could stabilize the board beneath their feet.

But Ning Fei had done it.

His sword-shaped surfboard sat at the absolute peak of the swell. Ning Fei stood upon it in a carefree posture, a relaxed smile hanging on his face.

Seeing this scene, the netizens in the live stream couldn't help but cry out.

"Holy shit!"

Following that, the bullet comments were entirely spammed with "Holy shit!"

Glancing across all of Ning Fei's streaming rooms, the screens were completely filled with "Holy shit!"

"Other people are surfing, but he's flying on a sword! How can anyone compete with that?"

"Look at the expressions on those foreigners. Every single one of them is flabbergasted!"

"This must be the legendary dimensionality reduction strike!"

"Good lord, it's really my first time seeing someone surf like this!"

"I'm completely convinced! Fucking awesome!"

The netizens grew excited once more.

As for those who had just suspected Ning Fei was eliminated, they were all filled with regret.

"You can always trust Temple Master Ning."

This single bullet comment earned everyone's unanimous agreement.

Many overseas streams exploded into heated discussion upon seeing this scene.

Especially the young people who loved surfing.

"How did he do that?"

"Is this something a human can even do?"

"My god! The wave is so high. If he loses his balance and falls, it'll be disastrous!"

"This guy is a god-tier surfer!"

"The god of Huaxia! Invincible!"

Unknowingly, Ning Fei had attracted another wave of fans.

On the beach, the tourists were equally thrilled.

Having witnessed this miraculous scene with their own eyes, many cheered to their hearts' content.

Height was a crucial metric for judging which surfer was superior in the later stages of a competition.

Now that Ning Fei was standing directly on the very crest of the wave, how could anyone else compare?

The members of the judging panel looked at one another in dismay.

Having a person from Huaxia win the surfing championship didn't sound great for their pride.

However, the gap in skill was simply too vast. Ning Fei had completely crushed the other surfers.

Therefore, after a unanimous discussion, they made their decision.

Not long after, the host received the message from the judges.

Holding his microphone, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Our winner has emerged!"

"He is..."

At this moment, everyone quieted down. The crowd stared nervously at the host, quietly waiting for that name to appear.

"The god of Huaxia, Ning Fei!"

As soon as his words fell, cheers erupted like a landslide splitting the earth.

Countless people reveled and shouted on the beach.

Then, in heavily accented Chinese, they began to chant his title:

"Ning Guan Zhu! Ning Guan Zhu! Ning Guan Zhu!"

The voices carried far into the distance. Floating in the ocean, Ning Fei let out a helpless laugh.

"I only came to Hawaii to buy groceries!"