Lifting his trembling eyes, he found the members of the Track and Field Club all watching him.

He swallowed hard with a shiver, but still stood up with trembling legs, lowered his head, and slowly walked into the field.

"President..."

Seeing Hua Zhaofeng approaching, Yan Huan looked again at Owen, who had his eyes closed, not knowing what he was planning to do.

And as Hua Zhaofeng drew closer, Owen once again opened his eyes.

At this moment, the only thing in his eyes when he looked at Yan Huan was the blazing fire of battle.

He didn't even glance at the approaching Hua Zhaofeng, but just smirked and said,

"Hua Zhaofeng, you idiot who acts recklessly, always hiding in the back and playing dead is too easy for you."

"President, I'm sor... sorry..."

"You're taking the Vice-President's spot, go run the first leg!"

"Ah, me?"

Upon hearing this, the Vice-President of the Track and Field Club, who was originally set to compete, immediately looked at Owen but did not voice any objections.

Hua Zhaofeng's face turned pale, he pointed at himself and shook his head frantically, his face clearly wrote "impossible."

He was already scared by the sudden twist of events, and now as he drew closer to the stand-off between Yan Huan and Owen, he felt the immense pressure from their sharp confrontation.

Just a glance from either of them was enough to unsettle him.

"Pre... President, I've never practiced, I don't even know how to pass the baton, and I was beaten up by Spencer previously, I'm hurt... I can't do it..."

Hua Zhaofeng tried to struggle, but Owen turned his head and glared at him, silencing all his explanations.

There was no "discussion," only a steadfast "command."

After arranging for Hua Zhaofeng, Owen turned back around, cracked his neck, and said to Yan Huan,

"You're short one guy; replacing him with an injured Hua Zhaofeng, I've done all I can, right?"

Yan Huan looked at Owen and countered,

"What about the condition?"

"Smart, Yan Huan..."

Owen chuckled, but then that smile gradually faded,

"He hasn't practiced passing or starting runs; it's doubtful he could even handle the handoff, so to avoid mistakes, he can only run the first leg.

"So the condition is, you and I will run the second leg.

"Spencer will run alone against our two female runners from the Track and Field Club for the third and fourth legs. Do you accept?"

On hearing this, Yan Huan frowned slightly,

"..."

He understood what Owen's move was aiming at.

400 meters is already the limit for anaerobic running, so the pacing of running 400 meters and 800 meters cannot possibly be the same.

If Yan Huan were to run two legs in a row, then no matter which leg Owen encountered Yan Huan, he couldn't possibly be at full strength.

From a team standpoint, being occasionally behind in one or two legs doesn't affect the final outcome, as long as the Hentai Club finishes the last leg first.

So, Owen insisting on running the same leg as Yan Huan, the same circle.

This way, the two of them could have a face-to-face showdown.

Owen's move was clearly telling Yan Huan:

I want a one-on-one challenge, do you accept?

Thinking about this, Yan Huan hesitated.

It wasn't that he lacked confidence or feared the one-on-one challenge with Owen.

It's just that he knew that Physical Strength was Spencer's weak point.

Previously, when competing in object-carrying walk with Shiyu, Spencer was already severely depleted by the second 400 meters.

Let's not forget, she passed out during the third 400 meters.

That time, she even took a few minutes to rest and draw lots.

But this time, she had to run 800 meters back-to-back and beat two runners who had finished their 400 meters anaerobically.

"..."

It's hard to explain whether Owen's move was purely for a front-on challenge with Yan Huan or if he had calculated Spencer's weakness in Physical Strength.

Or maybe it was both?

"...Fine, let's do it."

As Yan Huan pondered whether to accept, the voice of Spencer suddenly came from behind.

Yan Huan turned his head and saw Spencer lifting her sky-blue eyes, the hope that was previously shattered by betrayal gradually returning.

At this moment, looking at the boy standing up for her, Spencer was determined to give it her all.

If there was one person who still believed in her, then she couldn't give up no matter what...

She no longer wanted to mess up anything...

She wanted to win!

"Spencer..."

Hearing Yan Huan's call, she sniffled and stubbornly looked at him.

She seemed to want to tell Yan Huan something.

Gratitude? Joy? Excitement? Trust?

Or perhaps...

But at this moment, her emotions were too complex, and she was too tongue-tied to sum it up in a moment.

So all she could do was close her eyes, clench her fists, and cheer energetically,

"I'll give it everything I've got!"

"..."

Watching the light return to her eyes, witnessing her tear-stained pale face glow with renewed vitality, Yan Huan couldn't help but smile.

When Spencer reopened her eyes, she just happened to catch his smiling face.

"..."

She felt as if she'd been scalded, and quickly glanced away from the burning gaze with glimmers in her eyes.

Since Spencer herself had agreed, naturally, Yan Huan had no objections.

So, he looked towards Jiang Yun, who had also dried her tears.

Jiang Yun's emotions were already suppressed because of Sakakawa and Nino, and now with the second chance brought by Yan Huan, she too did not give up, her eyes ablaze with the fire of a desperate stand.

"Okay, let's do it your way."

The three members of the Hentai Club, assembled!

Watching the Hentai Club agree, Owen nodded his head.

Then he turned around and, like catching a chick, grabbed the collar of the shrinking Hua Zhaofeng.

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