In the stands, Yang Chen and the instructors observed the games, speculating on the potential winners.
Chen Miya wasn't the only student who exceeded their expectations.
There were other students who performed well but they were largely overshadowed by her impressive performance.
"Isn't it obvious? Anyone can see that the red team will win," remarked the internal arts teacher after hearing Ju Yin's words.
"Do you really think so?" Ju Yin replied with a look of disappointment.
To be honest, she initially shared the same sentiment as everyone else.
However, her thoughts changed quickly after hearing Yang Chen's words during his speech and witnessing the first race where Chen Miya almost won against Zhang Yufei.
Chen Miya's special ability gave her an overwhelming and unfair advantage over the others.
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"We might witness a surprise during this game," Yang Chen finally spoke up, amusement flickering across his face.
"Principal, you mean... the blue team will win?" Ju Yin asked with a stunned face, finding his words hard to believe.
The internal arts teacher's face was filled with surprise, and Ju Yin looked at him, waiting for him to speak.
Somehow, she had a feeling that Yang Chen's prediction might actually come true.
"Who knows?" Yang Chen replied, simply smiling as he glanced toward the gathering of the blue team.
His smile widened upon spotting the redhead standing beside Chen Miya—Jin Ruolan.
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A few minutes later, the contestants participating in the relay gathered in the designated area. The running order was decided after discussions among the team members.
Both teams predicted the running order of the opponent and wrote down their own.
[Red Team]
[1st Runner: Zhu Jia]
[2nd Runner: Zhang Yufei]
[3rd Runner: Su Qin, a third-year student]
[4th Runner: Fu Ting]
[Blue Team]
[1st Runner: Xie Qingyi]
[2nd Runner: Cao Ding, a second-year student]
[3rd Runner: Chen Miya]
[4th Runner: Jin Ruolan]
Gu Mama smiled as she read the order chosen by both teams.
Each team seems to have tried to guess the running order of their opponents
"It will be interesting to see who wins this game," Gu Mama thought as she set aside the sheet and looked at the participants.
"Are you all ready?" she asked.
Both teams nodded in response, getting into their optimal stances.
"On your mark…" Gu Mama raised one hand while holding the whistle in the other. "Get set…" After confirming that everyone was prepared, she announced the start of the game.
"GO!" Just a moment before Gu Mama signaled the start, the twins exchanged glances and used spiritual manifestations.
'This time, we won't lose!' Xie Qingyi thought, her eyes burning with competitive spirit.
'A loser will always be a loser' Zhu Jia said in her mind after seeing the expression on her sister's face, shaking her head at the thought.
Despite her advantages, she didn't let her guard down.
At present, Zhu Jia was running at an incredible speed, leaving behind a series of after-images. Turning her head to glance at Xie Qingyi, her eyes widened in shock.
"Where did she go?" Panic surged through her. "No way… There's no way she's ahead of me!" She quickly turned her head forward and she was relieved to find no trace of Xie Qingyi.
However, Doubts still clouded her mind.
'Just where did she go all of a sudden?'
Zhu Jia turned around, searching for Xie Qingyi but found no trace of her again.
"Did she quit the race?"
'No, her pride wouldn't allow that,' she shook her head. Suddenly, She recalled a technique from the memories she got from Xie Qingyi.
"You… You… This is cheating!"
Zhu Jia shouted with a look of anger as she looked at the unnaturally dark shadow lurking behind her.
"It took you long enough to find me," Xie Qingyi's voice emerged from the shadow.
"And this is not cheating," she continued with a smirk.
"Didn't you read the rules? Only fighting is forbidden."
Zhu Jia's body trembled with rage, leaving her momentarily speechless.
In the distance, she spotted Zhang Yufei, and she realized she lacked a technique to counter Xie Qingyi's concealment ability.
'Damn it, even though I was on high alert, I never saw this coming!'
With no means to counter her sister's ability, Zhu Jia gritted her teeth and pushed herself to run faster.
As they approached the second runners, Zhu Jia was on the verge of passing the baton.
"Thanks for the free ride," Xie Qingyi taunted, a mocking smile on her face, as a dark hand emerged from the shadows, clutching the baton.
The dark hand extended, effortlessly passing the baton to Cao Ding.
"Damn you!" A few seconds later, Zhu Jia found herself stomping on the shadow like a clown, with a look of frustration on her face.
Right at this moment, the blue team got the lead because of Xie Qingyi's clever tricks.
"Hey, why are you just standing there?" Zhu Jia yelled at Zhang Yufei, who was standing there like a statue.
"She is doing it for real, huh," Xie Qingyi said as she sensed spectral energy gathered around Zhang Yufei.
"What do you mean—" Just as Zhu Jia was about to ask, Zhang Yufei spoke in a cold voice, a sharp glint in her eyes.
"Crescent Moon Technique, 1st Style…" As she spoke, she gripped the baton as if it were a sword.
"Moonlight Severance!" The surroundings darkened as the words escaped her lips, radiant moonlight cascading across the area.
Meanwhile, Cao Ding prepared to pass the baton to Chen Miya.
"Pass it quickly!" Chen Miya urged, extending her hand backward.
"Huh, what's happening?"
She saw that the moonlight was enveloping the entire race course.
"Why is the moon already out?"
The answer to her words came almost instantly as a figure approached her at an astonishing speed.
Before she could see clearly, the figure was already at her side.
"Here, take it," Zhang Yufei said, handing the baton to Su Qin, who stood there with a dazed expression, gazing behind her.
She saw that the moonlight formed by her technique was perfectly sliced in half.
"Senior Qin, now is not the time to admire my sword skills!" Zhang Yufei's words pulled her out of her thoughts.
"Ah, leave it to me." Su Qin grabbed the baton and began to run.
Just then, the roar of an engine echoed from her side.
Vroom! Vroom!
There was no need to look back.
The next second, She saw a motorcycle speeding away, leaving a trail of smoke.
"That's allowed!?" Su Qin had never felt so unfair in her entire life.
Watching Chen Miya leave her behind, she had a dumbfounded expression, wondering why she was chosen for this game.
Just to suffer?
Shaking her head, she sprinted forward, burning massive amounts of spectral energy to chase after Chen Miya.
'So what if I lose to that white-haired witch?'
'We still have a trump card left.'
"I just need to pass the baton to Fu Ting; she will handle the rest."
The final runners were Fu Ting and Jin Ruolan.
Previously, Fu Ting was a minor realm ahead of Jin Ruolan. This morning, Fu Ting had told her that she achieved a breakthrough last night.
With two minor realms advantage over Jin Ruolan, Fu Ting could win effortlessly, even if her opponent had a head start.
After all, Fu Ting possessed the strongest physique among the students.
As Su Qin thought of this, she breathed a sigh of relief.
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A few seconds later, Su Qin passed the baton to Fu Ting, collapsing to the ground after exhausting all her spectral energy.
"Fu Ting… please win…" With that, she passed out.
Fu Ting looked at her friend's actions with distress, puzzled as to why Su Qin had to exert herself so intensely over a mere game.
"Senior Fu, come on!"
"You can do it!"
"We believe in you!"
Hearing the cheers, Fu Ting felt a sense of excitement emerging within her, for the first time in a while.
"Sorry, Roulan," she thought, glancing at Jin Ruolan's back.
"But I am going to win this no matter what."
In the next second, Fu Ting disappeared from her position, the ground crumbled and her footprints were printed on the ground.
Meanwhile, Jin Ruolan who was running at the front, had her own thoughts.
'He's watching!'
She thought with exhilaration, catching sight of Yang Chen observing the game from the stands.
'Ah, he noticed me!' Suddenly, Jin Ruolan spotted Yang Chen smiling at her.
Recalling the last time she had sucked on his finger, her gaze instinctively followed his hand gestures, which pointed behind her.
"Huh, what's behind me?"