How come you're also my ex-girlfriend?

Looking up, she saw Xu Yan's calm face. "Are you alright?"

"N-nothing, I just lost my balance a little."

Xu Yan released his grip and nodded to He Yun, "You ran very fast just now."

He Yun gave a wry smile, "I've done my best, okay? Now it's up to you guys."

To this, Xu Yan simply said two words, "Don't worry."

The surroundings were filled with cheers of encouragement. Running is the simplest and most exhilarating sport.

You can understand it without any barriers, and you don't need to follow any rules to shout out encouragement. The most direct feedback is the instinctive clenching of your toes to grip the ground.

Liu Shusheng's performance was basically on par with the third class, which was Experimental Class Two.

The opponent was very fast, and Liu Shusheng was trying his best not to fall behind in this lap. He also managed to keep up with the opponent by taking advantage of his height and long legs.

Yu Yong watched as Liu Shusheng, whose height was definitely more than 192 cm, sprinted toward him, and subconsciously swallowed.

Closer and closer, he even felt his legs go weak for a moment.

This isn't my first time participating in a sports meet. As the class's sports representative, I certainly can't stand aside. But for some reason, I feel like today is particularly exciting.

There were inexplicably many people around, and quite a few of them were girls.

"go!"

Fortunately, the moment he touched the baton, he managed to hold it firmly without any problems.

The moment he burst out of the crowd, the somewhat stuffy air around him seemed to be instantly cleared away. He ran as fast as he could, and he even felt that he was in good shape today.

This lap seems very long. When we run laps to warm up during a regular PE class, it seems almost impossible. But now, it's getting faster and faster, and closer and closer!

"come on!!"

"quick!!"

Countless voices roared in Yu Yong's ears, only to be quickly pulled behind him.

Some of these sounds came from afar and then quickly approached.

This moment was exhilarating; he felt as if his blood was burning. However, as he approached the finish line, the reality before him was undoubtedly cruel.

Because before he could hand the last baton to Xu Yan, he already saw that the experimental class 2 in lane 3 was already handing over the last baton.

Although Yu Yong never expected to achieve any good results in this relay race at the beginning, after all, his homeroom teacher Wang Fuchuan had not made any demands beforehand. To put it jokingly, he just wanted to finish the race healthy.

These students' primary focus is still on studying.

But seeing how well the two students ahead of him were running, Yu Yong suddenly felt flustered.

We've come this far, how can we waste our brothers' hard work?

So he was eager to pass the baton to Xu Yan, who was already on the track, but being too hasty could easily disrupt the rhythm.

My legs gave way and I tripped over garlic.

When a person falls, their hands tend to slip because they instinctively try to brace themselves against the ground to prevent their face from hitting the ground.

The moment he actually let go, he realized he had thrown the baton!

"boom!"

As he struggled to turn his body to the side, the moment his shoulder hit the ground hard, he tried to look up.

He couldn't see the runners from Experimental Class 2 who had already sped away; he could only see the red relay baton that had fallen onto the track and bounced up.

Those around seemed oblivious to how fatal this mistake was, and it might not even be as simple as losing first place, because at the same time, others had already completed the final leg of the relay and were launching an attack on the top three.

But in that moment when Yu Yong was utterly despondent, his mind went blank, and he didn't have time to think about the consequences or feel endless regret and remorse for them.

A long, slender yet powerful arm came into Yu Yong's view.

He grabbed the baton that bounced up from the ground, preventing it from falling a second time.

Then, as if struck by lightning, it flashed and disappeared, vanishing swiftly from my sight.

Yu Yong didn't even care that someone was helping him up; he tried to tilt his head back to see who it was.

But the other person had already turned around quickly, but he immediately realized what was going on.

At this point, only the one who can seize the opportunity will do so.

"Xu Yan!"

As soon as Yu Yong unconsciously called out Xu Yan's name, the figure had already sped away at an extremely fast speed!

Xu Yan picked up the baton, turned around, and then accelerated rapidly. The smooth, fluid movements caught many people nearby off guard.

When they realized what was happening, they looked at the runway, which they should have been paying more attention to at that moment, and were shocked to find someone there.

Holy crap! Running that fast?

"Who is this? When did Class 5 get a guy who can run this fast!"

"No, no, wasn't he third just now? Damn, does he have Black ancestry?!"

No one expected that Xu Yan, who had fallen behind by nearly 100 meters due to a baton handover error, would catch up in an instant.

Although there were still tens of meters to go, the speed difference was visible to the naked eye, and the trend was already quite obvious.

"Go for it!!"

I don't know who was the first to shout those three words.

Yu Yong, who got up, Liu Shusheng, who had finished the second leg, and He Yun, who was in charge of the start, couldn't help but shout along the track.

Xu Yan's figure darted swiftly along the track, overtaking the second-place runner.

Meanwhile, the cheers from the surrounding area grew louder and louder, inexplicably distracting the athletes in other events that were taking place at the same time.

I was thinking, "Who the hell is competing? Why are so many people cheering?"

Anyone who didn't know better would have thought Su Bingtian had come!

Xu Yan heard these sounds as well, but they weren't important to him.

The key point was Yu Yong's dropping of the baton, which forced him to activate the backup hidden energy source.

That was a starting speed that no one had ever seen before; the force with which he used his feet seemed to allow him to feel the texture of the rubber track.

He is making a strong comeback, and the second-place player has already fallen behind.

Only the first one in front of me remains.

The distance between them was shrinking at a visible speed, but Xu Yan also knew clearly that the runner from Experiment Class 2 who was running the last leg was very strong.

That stride frequency and arm swing posture prove that he has definitely trained.

Unfortunately, there is never a shortage of talent on the football field and running track.

What? System blessing? So what?! Why is the system on me instead of you?

boom!

Xu Yan felt his heart pounding violently, and the blood in his body was like a pot of boiling soup, threatening to blow the lid off.

The last runner from Experimental Class 2, upon noticing Yu Yong drop the baton earlier, actually thought the game was already decided.

Because he was the sprinter in his class, he was arguably the fastest in the class.

Your serious mistake of dropping the bat turned what wasn't a large gap into nearly 100 meters, which is quite fatal in a 400-meter race.

Of course, even with such thoughts in mind, he wouldn't slow down his pace, but it was difficult to activate his full potential until he heard footsteps suddenly approaching from behind.

The frequency was as fast as a torrential rain.

He could hardly believe it; who had caught up with him?

It's unlikely that someone was causing trouble, or that someone who wasn't participating was deliberately sabotaging their pace, right?

Even though I was thinking that, I unconsciously quickened my pace.

However, out of the corner of my eye, I clearly saw a figure holding the baton appear.

A little behind him

Level with oneself

Then it appeared right in front of you!

Hey!

He suddenly took off running, with only a few dozen meters left to the finish line.

At this moment, he felt like he was playing KartRider as a kid. He hadn't made the slightest mistake, but the pro player, with unpredictable drifting, had overtaken him right in front of him.

"We won!!"

He still remembers the glaring light on the screen.

[Second Place]

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Chapter 118 Yao Yao is furious~

"Holy crap?"

"Number one?"

"Brilliant!"

As Xu Yan's pace slowed down behind the finish line, he heard cheers erupting around him.

To be honest, the beginning of the journey was really tough, almost entirely dependent on explosive power.

Once I caught up with the first-place finisher, things were actually fine; my physical condition was rapidly recovering after crossing the finish line.

Hearing the cheers and celebrations, Xu Yan was a little dazed. Damn, anyone who didn't know better would think they were participating in the Olympics.

The results were as expected. Xu Yan was a little at a loss when he saw Yu Yong, Liu Shusheng, and He Yun rushing over to hug him one after another.