Only I Have the Law: A Fantasy Daily Life

Chapter 78 I'm Fighting Superman? Really? (Seeking First Subscription)

Hear the words.

Chen Baiyu glanced casually in the direction Zhao Lei was pointing.

There were indeed a few girls secretly watching this place.

Several girls in training clothes were secretly looking this way, but they quickly lowered their heads the moment their eyes met his, and even their warm-up exercises slowed down a beat.

He didn't pay much attention, just smiled and looked away.

Perhaps it was the effect of four times the mental boost that made his intuition even sharper.

It was a feeling that was hard to describe.

In short, as soon as he approached the backstage area, he noticed several subtle gazes fixed on him, and now he knew what was going on.

"See, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Zhao Lei patted his shoulder, his tone tinged with envy. "With your appearance, you're more eye-catching than me, a tall, muscular coach."

"Oh, right, I just remembered something. You were pretty good at grappling in the club back in college, weren't you? When you sparred with me, your reaction time was faster than many of the older members."

Zhao Lei's eyes suddenly lit up as he spoke.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out and grabbed Chen Baiyu's arm and said, "How about this, when we perform later, you can come up and join in? I'll give you a red envelope, and you can just follow the group and do a few basic moves."

"With your addition, our performance will definitely be twice as good, and it might even help my martial arts school attract more students!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Baiyu expectantly.

Chen Baiyu felt somewhat helpless about this.

Dude, is the map of the Yan Kingdom really that short?

So that's what you were after?
While thinking for a moment, he immediately shook his head: "No thanks, Brother Lei. I haven't participated in any rehearsals, and I can't even keep up with your rhythm. If I make a mistake, wouldn't that just be causing trouble for you?"

That's just an excuse.

Based on his reaction speed and physical coordination.

Even when encountering dance or martial arts moves they haven't practiced, they only need to keep a close eye on other people's movements to understand what they're supposed to do before they've even finished half of the move, and then quickly and perfectly replicate it with extremely fast speed and a high degree of imitation.

The real reason was that he didn't want to be in the public eye.

Or rather, it offers absolutely no benefit.

Since no system task was triggered, he really didn't want to do this kind of public performance just for a little red envelope.

His physical condition is now far superior to that of ordinary people.

If you perform those fancy moves on stage, it's like a wolf in sheep's clothing blending into a flock of sheep. You could easily defeat your opponent, but you deliberately slow down and control your strength. It just feels awkward no matter how you look at it.

Not to mention those basic grappling techniques, which are like "using a sledgehammer to crack a nut" for him now, and he has absolutely no interest in them.

If I had to describe the feeling, it would be no less than Superman accidentally wandering onto the set of Demon Slayer.

Demon Slayer is an anime about the battle between humans and man-eating demons. The humans, led by several Pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps, fight demons with superpowers using a simple martial art called Breathing Techniques.

The fighting power of the main characters and villains is generally average. The strongest human is Yoriichi Tsugikuni, who uses the Breath of the Sun, and the strongest villain is Muzan, the progenitor of cannibals. Whether these two guys can actually reach the level of being able to "blow out the streets" is debatable.

Having Chen Baiyu perform fancy moves with those grappling and martial arts apprentices feels no less like having someone like Superman Clark, whose potential is incredibly diverse but whose limits are off the charts, join the main cast.

This is Giyu Tomioka, who uses the Water Breathing technique.

[This is Muichiro Tokito using the Breath of Mist.]

This is Shinobu Kocho, who uses Insect Breathing.

Oh, by the way, this is Clark Kent... He uses Sun Breathing!

It possesses a grotesque quality characteristic of nihilism.

[Muzan: I'm fighting Superman? Really?]

It's that strange feeling.

If Chen Baiyu were to participate in the performance, it would feel like the so-called Breath of the Sun wasn't Yoriichi Tsugikuni's version, but rather the Superman version from Krypton.

all in all.

I'm neither interested in it nor do I have any tangible benefits to it.

So naturally, I chose to politely decline.

Zhao Lei wanted to advise, "Don't be too strict. Just make a few casual gestures, the audience won't notice! Look at those girls, they're all looking forward to you coming up."

As he spoke, he gave the girls a look, which caused them to murmur and tease him.

Chen Baiyu waved her hand again, her tone firm: "It really won't work. I have to run a marathon later, and it would be troublesome if I missed the race."

As he spoke, he pointed to the watch on his wrist and said, "Look, it's not long before the meeting time. I need to go to the starting point to wait."

Seeing his resolute attitude and knowing that it was almost time for the competition to start, Zhao Lei had no choice but to give up.

He patted Chen Baiyu on the shoulder: "Alright, I'll find a chance to spar with you again next time. Good luck in this competition, and try to get a good result!"

"must."

Chen Baiyu smiled and agreed.

After saying goodbye to Zhao Lei, I turned and walked towards the marathon starting line.

Chen Baiyu waited near the starting line early, without watching the pre-show performance. Soon...

People who had registered for the competition gradually gathered.

Chen Baiyu glanced at the group and saw that it was not a large group, probably several hundred people, but not more than a thousand.

After all, Chen Baiyu registered so late, and was only ranked 888th. The actual total number of registrations should not be much larger than that.

This is a relatively small competition.

Or to be more precise, it's just for fun.

I heard that the purpose of the event was mainly to warm up and rehearse for the official full marathon in Chengdu a few days later, which may attract more than 10,000 people.

Before long, the contestants lined up in an orderly fashion under the guidance of the organizers.

Unlike large-scale full marathons.

Because there weren't that many runners, there wasn't much need for multiple zones. In fact, the starting area for the runners was only divided into zone A at the very front and zone B at the very back.

Area A features several professional runners. After all, the finish line is a place where photos are taken and reported. You can't expect amateur runners to push themselves to the limit with only six hours left before the race ends, can you?
That would be rather unsightly.

We should at least take photos to document some of the runners who finished in under three hours.

Area B was mostly filled with locals who were just there to join the fun.

The organizers specially selected two points, approximately five kilometers and ten kilometers, from the full marathon route and set up finish lines at both points.

A participation prize will be awarded at the 5-kilometer mark.

At the 10-kilometer mark, another participation prize, which is slightly more valuable, will be awarded.

These two participation awards are basically for players in Zone B, since the area beyond that is not something that these amateur enthusiasts can even get involved in.

Chen Baiyu was naturally assigned to Zone B.

After an unnamed leader made a brief statement into the microphone, a professional representative repeated the various precautions that had been listed during the registration process.

Not long after the person in charge finished speaking.

The professionals took charge of giving the order, followed by the crisp sound of gunfire.

"boom!"

Almost the instant the gun went off.

The contestants in front of and behind him immediately sprang into action.

In section A, someone was walking with a steady gait, clearly a professional marathon runner.

In section B, some people were running and chatting with those around them, clearly just there to join in the fun; others started panting after only a few steps, frantically trying to adjust their breathing in all sorts of ways...

Chen Baiyu originally wanted to follow the crowd and move around.

But just as his feet were about to leave the ground, an invisible pressure suddenly surged in from all directions.

It felt as if an invisible giant hand was pressing down hard on his shoulders and back, and even his limbs felt like they were bound with heavy lead weights.

Double the gravity field, we've arrived.

Those were restrictions imposed by the system on this task.

If Chen Baiyu hadn't been mentally prepared and possessed superhuman physical abilities, she probably would have knelt down the moment the gravity field appeared.

Fortunately, he was no ordinary person; after a slight stumble, he immediately caught up with the crowd.

This gravitational field is very peculiar.

The power emanating from the system seemed to affect only him; nothing and everyone around him seemed unaffected.
Even though the hem of the clothes of the players in the front row were still fluttering gently in the wind, Chen Baiyu felt as if she had suddenly fallen into water, and every movement required her to fight against additional resistance.

His muscles became even more tense, and even his breathing became a few degrees deeper than before.

He tried to raise his arm.

Actions that can be easily lifted overhead now require deliberate effort.

"No wonder the mission is called 'A Tribute to Iron Will'..."

Chen Baiyu pondered to herself, then looked down at her hands. Her skin showed no change, but the heaviness emanating from her body felt incredibly real.

It felt as if the weight of the whole body had doubled, and even the bones and internal organs were under pressure.

Even him.

They dared not accelerate rashly for the time being.

Instead of rushing forward, he slowed down and started running slowly with the group that was roughly in the third group.

When my feet landed, I could clearly feel that the reaction force from the ground was much greater than usual, and my knees were also under a heavier load than before.

Fortunately, he has a fourfold physical foundation, so although the pressure made him feel "heavy", it was not to the point of being unbearable.

A middle-aged man in a yellow T-shirt noticed that he had slowed down and said with a smile, "Young man, don't rush too hard at the beginning, save your energy!"

Chen Baiyu nodded, without saying anything more.

He adjusted his breathing, quickly getting used to the strange feeling.

(End of this chapter)