No one could have predicted the outcome of such a competition.
Just as no one would think they couldn't outrun a pig.
But the facts were right in front of everyone. During the recent race, the pig maintained a sprinting speed that was enough to outpace all the human athletes present.
What's more, this pig weighed at least 200 jin (about 100 kg).
To run at such a speed with that weight was simply unbelievable.
"Oh no, I can never say you run slower than a pig again."
"Whoever says that again, I'll slap them."
"I never expected a hippo to run this fast. How does it manage to run so quickly when it's always in the water?"
"That's normal. Just imagine, if all the animals around you are carnivores, you'd have to run fast or you'd die."
"Damn, that makes sense. Animals that can't run fast get naturally eliminated."
"Hahaha, I knew this would happen. My family raises big black pigs on the mountain. These pigs have a lot of activity, and they hardly have any fat. Sometimes, even I can't catch up to them on the mountain."
"No wonder black pork costs more in the market."
"This shows that if you stick to aerobic exercise for a long time, even a pig can run fast."
"So, was the little tiger just here for show?"
"I suddenly understand the meaning of this sports event. We actually don't know as much about animals as we think."
"This must be the curator's intention, to let us learn more about these animals through this event."
"Indeed, it's very thoughtful. Even those animals that usually get less attention were given a chance to participate."
.....
With this, the special relay race came to an end. Besides the joy, it also sparked people's reflections.
Whether it was the organizers or the audience, everyone was very satisfied with the result. In fact, the final outcome of the race didn't seem that important anymore.
After the contestants received their medals and mascots as souvenirs, another highly anticipated event was about to begin.
"We've just finished the 4x400 meter relay race, and next, we will hold the 100-meter sprint."
"The contestants are already waiting on the sidelines. Let's welcome them."
As the host's voice echoed through the venue, the athletes' figures flashed one by one across the screen.
When the camera focused on a short-haired man in a red tracksuit with the number one, the entire venue erupted in thunderous cheers.
"Su God!"
"Su God!"
"Su God!"
......
Since the list of contestants was kept secret before the race, no one expected to see the man who once equaled the Asian Games 100-meter sprint record.
He was known as the fastest man in Dragon Country and the only Yellow race person in Asia to run the 100 meters in under 10 seconds.
"The organizing committee must have a lot of clout to invite such a big name."
"Isn't Su Feiren supposed to be preparing for the competition? How did he have time to participate in this event?"
"What competition? He's currently a doctoral student at Capital University of Physical Education and Sports."
"This competition is truly star-studded. First, we had the boxing champion, and now we have the Asian speed king."
"But I have a bad feeling. I think West Rainbow Zoo will send a cheetah this time."
"Probably. If they do send a cheetah, this will be interesting."
"I've always heard that cheetahs are fast, but I've never seen one run."
"Yeah, I've always wanted to see that."
"I think anyone who has seen it probably isn't alive anymore."
"Who says that? Didn't a woman with cough syrup outrun a cheetah?"
"Anyone who saw that ad must be at least twenty years old now."
......
With Su Feiren's appearance, the atmosphere in the venue immediately became electrified.
Part of it was due to Su Feiren's aura, and the other part was due to the curiosity about the upcoming race.
Even though the animal contestants hadn't appeared yet, everyone already had an answer in their minds.
And what happened next indeed didn't surprise anyone.
With a thunderous roar, a nimble figure appeared on the track.
It was none other than Li Bao from West Rainbow Zoo.
Thanks to the two little Pallas's cats, Li Bao was quite popular at West Rainbow Zoo.
Dressed in a black tracksuit with a big number six on the back, he stood on the sixth track.
The contestants on the adjacent tracks were standing far away, clearly intimidated by his roar.
Not only them, but the contestants on the other tracks were also holding their breath.
Running with humans countless times, but running with animals was a first for them, especially with such a fierce predator.
Of course, this was the ordinary contestants' thoughts. Su Feiren, standing on the first track, was burning with fierce determination in his eyes.
Clearly, he was very curious about the fastest land animal.
He wanted to know how much faster the cheetah was compared to him.
And just as the tension in the venue reached its peak, the referee fired the starting pistol.
As the gunshot rang out, the five human athletes dashed forward.
However, to everyone's surprise, Li Bao on the sixth track didn't move at all, as if he had spaced out.
"What's going on? Doesn't he know the rules of the race?"
"I was waiting to see a human race against a cheetah. Why isn't he running?"
"Oh no, looks like we won't get to see a cheetah race against humans."
"I guess after this chance, we'll never see it again."
While everyone was puzzled and disappointed, the five human athletes had already run halfway, with Su Feiren leading the pack, far ahead of the other four contestants.
At this moment, everyone almost believed that Su Feiren would be the final champion.
But at that moment, the figure on the sixth track finally moved.
The audience saw a black shadow flash, and soon Li Bao's figure appeared behind the four human contestants.
Upon noticing the anomaly, the four human contestants quickly turned their heads.
Just that glance almost scared them out of their wits. Driven by fear, the four unleashed an unprecedented speed.
Under the astonished gaze of countless spectators, the four gradually closed the gap with Su Feiren.
Soon, Su Feiren also noticed the anomaly.
Just a glance with his peripheral vision sent an uncontrollable fear surging through him.
Feeling that he had already reached his speed limit, he suddenly felt a new surge of strength from his muscles.
His running speed instantly increased by a visible margin.
This speed was something he could never achieve through any training, clearly breaking through his physiological limits.

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!