Chapter 119 Don't Arrest Me! We're on the same side.
Chapter 119 Don't Arrest Me! We're on the same side.
"Squeak?" (Really?)
A furry head peeked out from behind.
The Monkey King, wearing sunglasses and a yellow Bruce Lee bodysuit, held a wooden stick in his hand and, mimicking Jia Zhengliang, curled his lip in disdain.
It pointed to Jia Zhengliang's throwing knife, then to a broken wooden plank at its feet.
That means: I, Old Sun, can beat you even if I'm standing on this board.
"You damn monkey! How dare you look down on me?!"
Jia Zhengliang's mental state collapsed.
It's bad enough that this jerk at the company mocks him, but even a monkey dares to give him the middle finger?
"Fine! Today I'll show you, you beast, what the true power of a family of artifact makers is!"
And in the corner.
Wang Ye was squatting on the ground, painfully tying his shoelaces.
He really didn't want to participate.
However, Su Wuxian said that if he didn't participate, his wages for cleaning toilets at Longhu Mountain would be deducted, and he would also have to pay extra for meals.
"What a tragedy..."
Wang Ye sighed and looked around at the group of "freaks" who were eager to fight:
"Why should I, a fortune teller, compete with them in a running race? Or even in the sky?"
"Isn't this forcing a duck onto a shelf?"
"Master Wang, keep it up!"
Zhuge Qing walked over. He hadn't signed up for the project; as a sorcerer, his ability to manipulate objects was truly lacking. He was just there to watch the fun.
"I have high hopes for you. Your 'wind formation' should be quite efficient for flying."
"Get lost, it's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering." Wang Ye rolled his eyes.
……
on the rostrum.
Su Wuxian looked at the group of spirited contestants below and nodded in satisfaction.
He picked up the microphone and cleared his throat:
"Ahem! Attention, all contestants!"
"The first event of this sports meet is about to begin: the obstacle course race!"
"To increase the entertainment value and... well, the fun of the competition."
"This chief referee has decided to add several supplementary clauses to the existing rules."
Upon hearing this, the contestants below immediately had a bad feeling.
Su Wuxian held up one finger:
"First, the course is five kilometers long and loops around the back of Longhu Mountain three times."
"No feet may touch the ground at any point during the competition. Anyone whose feet touch the ground will be eliminated immediately."
Wang Ye shuddered and silently rolled up his trouser legs a little higher.
Su Wuxian extended his second finger:
"Secondly, this competition promotes... 'mutual assistance'."
"In other words, in the air, you can trip up your opponents, throw bricks, or even kick them off the plane as much as you want, and we will not be responsible as long as you don't kill them."
"Whoa!!!"
The contestants were in an uproar.
Jia Zhengliang's eyes lit up, and the throwing knife in his hand began to buzz as he looked at Wang Zhenqiu with ill intent.
The Great Sage excitedly pulled out a handful of raw eggs he had stolen from the cafeteria, intending to use them as hidden weapons.
"third!"
Su Wuxian chuckled mischievously and pointed to the woods and rocks along the racecourse:
"To prevent you from getting too bored while running, our organizing committee has specially arranged for some 'enthusiastic spectators' to wait by the roadside."
"They were carrying water guns, paintballs, and even... nets."
"Please be careful to dodge, if you are caught by the 'enthusiastic audience', you will be eliminated."
The camera pans to the bushes beside the racetrack.
Lu Jin, along with Lu Linglong and a group of younger members of the Lu family, were lying in ambush, holding high-pressure water guns and balloons filled with flour, looking excited.
"Hehe, the old master didn't say I couldn't participate in this project, but he didn't say I couldn't be a 'spectator'!"
Lu Jin gritted her teeth as she tested the water pressure:
"If anyone flies over here later, spray them to death! Especially that redhead from the Jia family, so young and already doing bad things, dyeing his hair, I just can't stand the sight of him!"
Lu Linglong looked at Lu Jin's white hair from childhood to adulthood, and wisely remained silent.
Behind the rocks on the other side.
Feng Baobao was holding a huge insect net, the kind used to catch butterflies, but an extra-large version, her eyes focused intently.
Zhang Chulan tried to persuade him from the side:
"Sister Bao'er, that's for catching people, not monkeys. Don't just focus on the Great Sage."
"I know. I'll catch whichever one flies the slowest."
……
on the starting line.
A dozen or so contestants lined up in a row.
Everyone unleashed their secret weapon.
Jia Zhengliang stood with his feet on two enormous flying knives that could slay immortals, hovering steadily half a meter in the air, his hands behind his back, exuding an air of superiority.
Wang Zhenqiu, with his graceful figure, stepped on a colorful opera stick.
The Great Sage stepped on that broken wooden plank. Although it was simple, under its exquisite control of Qi, he was able to fly steadily.
The other contestants also showed off their unique skills, some stepping on talismans, some stepping on gourds, and there was even a fat man stepping on a big pot.
Only the king.
He sighed, and a Bagua diagram flashed beneath his feet.
"The character '巽' signifies the merits of sandalwood."
Several planks flew down from a nearby tree and were pieced together at his feet to form a makeshift skateboard.
"It'll have to do." Wang Ye said helplessly.
"On your marks—"
Tian Jinzhong acted as the starter and raised the starting pistol.
He looked at this group of flashy younger colleagues, his eyes filled with envy:
"Being young is great, it's so awesome."
"Ready!!!"
All the contestants held their breath, their Qi surging.
Jia Zhengliang's throwing knife began to vibrate rapidly.
The raw egg in the Great Sage's hand was ready to be released.
Lu Jin raised the water gun from the bushes.
Feng Baobao raised the insect net.
"Bang!"
Gunshots.
"Get out of here!"
Jia Zhengliang shouted and charged out first, like a red shooting star.
"Number one is mine!"
however.
The instant he rushed out.
"squeak!"
Suddenly, the Great Sage next to him threw a raw egg, which hit Jia Zhengliang squarely on the back of the head.
"Snapped!"
Egg yolk splattered everywhere.
Startled by the attack on the back of his head, Jia Zhengliang slipped and almost fell off the throwing knife.
"You damned monkey! I'll kill you!!"
Jia Zhengliang roared and turned his flying knife to chase after the Great Sage.
The Great Sage stepped on the wooden planks, yelled, and rushed into the forest, using the terrain to his advantage to perform a snake-like maneuver.
at the same time.
"Sizzle!"
Several powerful jets of water shot out from the roadside bushes.
"Hahahaha! You've fallen for it!" Lu Jin's loud laughter rang out.
Several contestants who were slow to react were thrown off balance by the high-pressure water gun and fell down like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
"Elimination! Elimination!"
Tian Jinzhong shouted from behind using a megaphone:
"Hey you! That fat guy who stepped on the pot! Eliminated! Go clean the toilets!"
The match descended into extreme chaos right from the start.
And at the very end.
Wang Ye floated leisurely, watching the chaotic battle ahead, and took a sip of water from his thermos:
"Tsk, this is hardly a competition."
"This is like a 'Battle Royale at Longhu Mountain'!"
"Should I find somewhere to hide?"
I was just thinking about it.
A huge insect net suddenly fell from the treetop.
"Hey! Got one of the slow ones!"
Feng Baobao's voice descended from the sky.
"Holy crap! Bao'er! It's me! One of us!"
Wang was terrified. He used a "chaotic golden clapper" to freeze the net in place, then desperately sped away.
In the stands.
Looking at the chaotic scene, Su Wuxian peeled an orange with satisfaction:
"That's more like it."
"Sports meets are meant to be this lively."
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