Chapter 40: 40. Obstacle race
Back at the podium, Midnight took the mic again, continuing the event.
"That was certainly ... odd. And very wholesome. How cute~" She moaned.
Fucking weirdo.
"And with that, let's get started right away!"
"The first game is what you'd call a qualifier. Every year many drink their tears here! Now here is the fateful first game!" She said, as a screen holo-projected behind her, running a slot machine.
"This years, it's..... an obstacle race!" She said, without even looking back at the result.
It's obvious this was pre-planned. Why even bother with the slot machine thing if you're not gonna put in the effort?
"All 11 classes will take part in this race. The course will be the outer circumference of the stadium, about 4 kilometers. Our school's selling point is freedom." Midnight said, licking her lips.
"As long as you stay on course, it doesn't matter what you do. Now take your places everyone." She said pointing to the big red gate behind the students, as the three lights on it lit up green.
The students rushed to take their place in front of the gate, as the lights started to go out, one by one.
The atmosphere was tense, as everyone prepared to rush out full force.
I made sure to be at the head of the crowd of course, given what I planned to do.
The moment the last light went off I dashed forth summoning the bulwark of shelves all around me, blocking up the entire path, before taking the lead.
Behind me I could hear a crash as some idiot tried to brute force through, getting crushed under 40 feet of solid shelving, or she would have, if a certain zuko looking asshat hadn't interfered, freezing the bulwark solid into a glacier as he zipped up it's slope.
Shoto flew throught the air, floating free for several moments, another chance I had been waiting for.
Taking note of the period of his flight, I shot a shelf at him, summoning it mid air, precisely at the moment when he experienced the feeling of zero gravity.
With his sense of balance being skewed, he couldn't well dodge it, and got swatted back onto the icy slope like a fly, alarming the others, and giving him a bloody nose.
Bakugo cackled madly as he passed Shoto, rocketing up before he took in the sight before him, as a veritable channel of shelves lay before him, blocking his path.
Then, came a shelf out of thin air, and he met the same fate as Shoto, crashing into a speeding Iida, as they became the seeds of a human snowball, rolling down the glacial slope, bowling over the rest.
All the scene lacked was those Tom and Jerry sound effects and it would've been perfect.
Then suddenly, my wish came true as the speakers began playing the tunes.
Heh! At least Present Mic has a sense of humor!
"A perfect strike! And Matsumoto Yuji takes a lead with an overwhelming show of force! It's a real shelf-pocalypse!" Present Mic cheered, slamming his fist on the desk.
"It's surreal is what!" Aizawa snarked beside him, only to be shouted over as Mic continued, "But can he pass the next obstacle - Killer Robots!"
He announced it just in time too as the line-up of zero pointers appeared, blocking the path.
"Cheh! I'm already having to put in some work. Truly, they know how to make a race annoying!" I complained, pushing my senses to the max, as I zigzagged between their feet, narrowly dodging their strikes, before creating a multilane shelf dungeon before me, diving into it, out of sight of cameras.
As soon as I was beyond supervision, I teleported 150 meters ahead, and waited, while the robots crushed the shelves where I had entered.
When a reasonable amount of time had passed, to make it seem that I had physically run up to here, hiding my teleporting ability, I emerged on the other end, dashing out, wringing my elbows acting as I had crawled some ways down there.
Then, with a burst of speed, and a little OFA action, I sprinted towards the pits.
And just to be a dick, I repeated the bulwark pattern at the entrance to the pits.
It'd be hilarious to see someone rush over the shelves only to do a Wile E. Coyote fall.
Having improved my sense of balance and perception to superhuman levels, I could catch a fly out of the air with a loose piece of string.
Suffice to say, running across the thick tightropes was a walk in the park.
Halfway across, I turned around as I felt my shelves being destroyed, just in time to see the resident dumb blonde somersault over the shelves, only to plummet straight down the fall.
"....Bastard!" his voice echoed, across the ravine.
True to character, it was accompanied with the looney tunes falling sound effect, courtesy of my man in the high tower.
As I revelled in a hearty chuckle, the tightrope nearest to him snapped to an explosive shot, the rope falling slack, plunging into the pit below.
Then it whipped. Or so the sounds indicated, with the crack of cable against rock ringing throughout the ravine.
Oh! I see now. That's what he doing!
He's trying to pull a Tai Lung!
No sooner had I come to the conclusion that the rope whirled, circling the stone pillar.
Then again, and again.
And with a burning halo, Bakugo shot up, heading straight for me.
"You bastard! Take thi-" He shouted, pulling his fists together in a kamehameha pose, sparks flying in his palms.
"Nope. No thanks." I replied nonchalantly, interrupting him with another shelf to the face, befpre hopping away, back on track.
But now, with me being hundreds of meters away, my shelves had already disappeared ages ago.
What did that mean?
It meant that I could almost smell Bakugo's nitro sweat and feel the chill of Shoto's ice slides up my neck.
Despite a nearly 500 meter lead, this experience in the pits had taught me that I couldn't be the hare, taking it easy, while the turtle passes me.
And Shoto, Iida and Bakugo certainly were no turtles!
Drawing on OFA a little more, I pushed further and faster as the final obstacle came into view.
The minefield!
And I wasn't going to waste a fuck's worth of time here.
Let's just blaze through!
I summoned shelf after shelf, dropping them onto the field as the mines exploded prematurely, leaving a clear path for me.
Once I had cleared it, I blocked up the entrance as well as the way I had run past with stacks of shelves, dozens of meters high.
Try crossing that!
With the safe path blocked, they'd have to cross the yet uncleared portion of the minefield, slowing down my competitors further!
Phew!
I smiled and let out a sigh of relief, slowing down to a jog, breathing ragged, drenched in sweat.
The sheer amount of shelfage I had posted today, was more than all the shelving I had summoned in the last month combined!
Covering the whole way over!
That was four kilometers. Four goddamn kilometers!
With every inch within range covered in meters high layers of shelves as I passed through.
And finally, I was done. Or almost done.
I took the last few steps crossing into the gate, cheers erupted from the crowd.
"And the first to clear the finish line ... is Yuji Matsumoto of class 1A!"
I leaned against a nearby wall and waited as three blurs followed minutes later.
Soon the others began to trickle in, and the final ranking appeared in order.
1. Matsumoto Yuji
2. Shoto Todoroki
3. Bakugo Katsuki
4. Iida Tenya
5. Tsuyu Asui
6. Izuku Midoriya
7. Tokoyami Fumikage
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40. Kinoko Komori
41. Pony Tsunomori
42. Yui Kodai
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