Only I Have the Law: A Realistic Cultivation Game

In the vast square, dozens of people crowded around a darts stall, with many onlookers eager to see the young man make a fool of himself.

Xu Zhiyi frowned slightly when he saw many people taking pictures of him with their phones.

He doesn't like to show his face.

However, in the current situation, it seems there's no way to stop someone from secretly taking pictures of you.

Since you're going to be photographed by others anyway, why not take the photos yourself!

So he simply took out an action camera from his backpack and handed it to Tang Qingxi, asking her to help record a video of him playing darts.

Tang Qingxi suddenly realized.

"So you want to be a live streamer!"

She thought she understood Xu Zhiyi's thoughts.

There are all sorts of things happening online these days. As long as it's novel and interesting, it might actually generate some buzz, and then you can monetize it through sales, which could be a considerable income.

What happened today is quite a story.

If it goes viral online, then that investment of over a thousand yuan will be a stepping stone!

Tang Qingxi thought about it more and more and it made more sense. She started brainstorming titles, copy, and even how to edit the video...

Xu Zhiyi didn't explain, but simply asked, "Will you take pictures?"

"Who do you think you are?" Tang Qingxi seemed to be provoked. She quickly tapped a few buttons to switch to shooting mode, then glanced at Xu Zhiyi smugly. "See? I'm a professional!"

Upon seeing this, the stall owner frowned and said, "What's so interesting about filming this? Turn it off right now."

"It's better to record a video, just in case you try to renege on your promise later," Xu Zhiyi said calmly.

"I'm going to renege on my debt?"

The stall owner was amused and annoyed, thinking to himself, "You think you're something special just because you're a fat sheep?"

You were lucky to win a plush toy earlier. Did you really think you could pop all 125 balloons by throwing them all at once?!

He didn't want to argue any longer, so he simply waved his hand and said, "Fine, go ahead and take pictures. I want to see how many you can hit!"

Xu Zhiyi picked up a dart, but didn't even aim properly. She just casually flicked her wrist and threw the dart out using the strength of her arm and wrist.

"Snapped!"

With a soft pop, the balloon burst.

Fireworks littered the ground.

The small cards also fell to the ground.

The stall owner didn't even glance at it.

There are many balloons on the board now, so it's normal to hit one.

At this moment, Xu Zhiyi picked up a second dart.

He still didn't aim very well, relying entirely on his perception, which was far beyond that of ordinary people. With just a slight flick of his wrist, the dart accurately hit the target.

"Snapped!"

Another yellow balloon burst, scattering its confetti everywhere.

Then comes the third dart!

The fourth dart!

The fifth dart!

……

He's getting faster and faster.

Pick up the dart, aim, and throw.

The movements were so fluid, as if they had been practiced countless times.

"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"

The sound of balloons bursting rang out one after another.

It is rhythmic, like a drumbeat that gradually quickens.

The surrounding noise gradually subsided, and almost everyone was drawn to Xu Zhiyi's clean and efficient movements, staring at the balloons on the foam board as they burst and disappeared one by one, turning into showers of colorful rain.

Someone in the crowd began counting: "Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen..."

The sneer on the stall owner's face gradually froze.

He stared intently at Xu Zhiyi's hand holding the dart, his triangular eyes fixed on her. After the dart was thrown, he quickly turned to the foam board to check if any balloons had burst.

As more and more balloons disappeared, his expression gradually became serious.

How come this kid is so amazing?

The same thought also popped into Tang Qingxi's mind.

Her mouth opened slightly, and her gaze gradually became vacant.

Just moments before, she thought Xu Zhiyi was young and naive, acting impulsively and throwing money into the pockets of a swindler in a moment of rashness.

But now she realized that she was the ignorant one!

"Twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven..."

Xu Zhiyi continued to throw darts at an even faster pace.

So fast that it almost doesn't need to stop!

He had barely thrown one dart when he reached into the box, touched the dart, aimed briefly, and threw it again.

Once the dart leaves your hand, it will hit the target.

Not a single shot missed!

"Thirty-eight!"

"Thirty-nine!"

"I'm forty!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell from the crowd.

"Really?! They've all been right so far?!"

"This young man must have practiced, right? His accuracy is unmatched!"

"Look at his hands! They're so steady, not a single tremor!"

"You should be watching the boss's expression!"

"Hey, why does the boss look so angry?"

"Haha! If you were the boss, you'd be ripping people off too!"

"..."

At this moment, the stall owner's face was more than just black.

As Xu Zhiyi popped more and more balloons, fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. His eyes were fixed on the balloons on the foam board, watching them disappear one by one.

"Forty-five...forty-seven...fifty!"

The person counting gradually became more excited.

Xu Zhiyi stopped and turned to the stall owner. "Boss, please pick up the darts."

The darts are gone.

The stall owner chuckled awkwardly, picking up the darts as he made small talk, "Young man, your technique is pretty good. But... doesn't your hand get tired from throwing like that?"

"How about we take a break?"

"You're actually quite nice!" Tang Qingxi couldn't help but retort. "Now you're scared? I'm telling you, it's too late. Just get your prize ready and wait for us to come and collect it!"

Look at her smug expression, it's as if she hit the bullseye with fifty consecutive darts!

"What do I have to be afraid of?" The stall owner chuckled casually, putting the dart he'd picked up back into the box. "It's easier at first when there are more balloons, but it gets more difficult as the number of balloons decreases!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Qingxi immediately became nervous again.

She looked at Xu Zhiyi, wanting to say something, but afraid of disturbing him, she could only hold back for now.

Xu Zhiyi, on the other hand, remained calm and composed.

He slowly counted the darts in the boxes.

No more, no less, exactly fifty in total.

He stared at the balloons on the foam board, his eyes fixed on nothing else.

The rhythm was the same as before: throw a dart, immediately grab a new one, aim briefly, and throw it out.

Incredibly fast!

The accuracy is equally amazing!

"Fifty-six!"

"Sixty-four!"

"Seventy-eight!"

"..."

Cheers erupted from the crowd.

It was no longer just one person helping with the counting; several people were speaking in unison, and their loud voices attracted more passersby to gather around and watch.

Everyone is familiar with darts, but few get to witness such an exciting scene in person, so naturally, they enjoyed watching it immensely. The only ones who probably felt uncomfortable were the stall owner and his two accomplices.

No, it's not as simple as just feeling uncomfortable anymore.

The stall owner was staring intently at Xu Zhiyi, his face, already tanned from years of sun exposure, was as red as charcoal, and his expression could almost be described as clenching his teeth.

Xu Zhiyi, however, felt nothing.

At that moment, all he could see were those balloons.

The eightieth dart!

The 90th dart!

……

Xu Zhiyi's movements remained steady and normal.

By this time, the balloons on the foam board had become sparse, and most of the remaining thirty or so balloons were the thicker kind.

This was also the stall owner's last source of confidence.

He watched as Xu Zhiyi aimed at a blue balloon in the middle of the foam board, which was the extra-thick balloon he had specially ordered online.

He was surprised to find that Xu Zhiyi did not throw it casually as before, but had obvious force application techniques.

Take a deep breath, tighten your waist and abdomen, and gather the strength of your shoulders, arms, and wrists into one, then use a flicking wrist technique to throw the dart.

The moment the dart left his hand, the stall owner's heart leaped into his throat.

"puff!"

A muffled thud.

Even the extra-thick balloons burst.

The dart not only punctured the balloon, but more than half of it was deeply embedded in the foam board.

The stall owner's pupils contracted.

My inner defenses crumbled.

How is that possible?

He stared in disbelief at the darts on the foam board.

This thing is made of plastic!

Its dart head is blunt!

How exactly do you pop a balloon with this thing?

Xu Zhiyi didn't give him a chance to ask questions, and continued to throw darts steadily and swiftly.

Not only is it precise, but it's also incredibly powerful!

Each dart was driven deep into the foam board.

"Wow, that guy has a really strong grip!"

Some people in the crowd figured out what was going on.

By this time, the crowd of onlookers was already several layers deep.

Many people were holding up their phones and filming videos.

When she got to the last dozen or so balloons, Xu Zhiyi gradually slowed down.

He could tell there was something fishy about those balloons!

But he didn't care.

No matter what tricks the other party has played, he is confident that he can expose them!

This is true.

He popped all the balloons one by one with his dart.

Even with tape inside, it couldn't withstand the "powerful brick flying".

"It hit the jackpot! Damn! It really hit the jackpot!"

"All 125 balloons were popped!"

"This guy is awesome!"

"Is this a movie shoot? How can someone be so amazing?!"

The boss was dumbfounded! Hahahaha!

"..."

The crowd erupted in excitement.

Many people spontaneously applauded, as if they were watching a wonderful performance.

The moment the last balloon burst, Tang Qingxi jumped up, letting out a short scream. She then pounced on Xu Zhiyi from behind, grabbed him, and shook him violently, choking him.

"You're amazing! Aaaaah! You blew them all away! We won!"

She was already somewhat incoherent.

The other cosplayers also gathered around, their faces filled with disbelief.

Especially that "ninja," the way he looked at Xu Zhiyi was as if he were looking at a monster, his face full of "awe."

With Tang Qingxi's arm around his neck and her pressed tightly against his back, Xu Zhiyi's long-maintained composure finally crumbled. Especially since the other woman's figure was incredibly impressive; those two heavy, soft mounds rubbed against his back, and with his keen senses, how could he not feel it?

He gently patted Tang Qingxi's arm, signaling her to let go, and then turned to look at the stall owner.

"Boss, we've finished popping the balloons."

"It's time to claim the prize."

……