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After catching wind of the feud, students from both the 14th class and the experimental class buzzed with anticipation, eager for the impending spectacle.

"Who's your bet on?"

"Is that even a question? Lu Shan's been the king of Zhicai High School for three years. Think he's going to lose now?"

"Lee Yun's got a death wish, challenging Lu Shan to a race!"

"Lu Shan can blaze through a kilometer in three minutes, nearly a minute under the perfect score. Lee Yun doesn't stand a chance."

"Good grief! If we run with him, will he lap us twice?"

In middle school, the benchmark for a perfect score in the 1,000-meter test was 3 minutes and 40 seconds. In high school, it was adjusted to 3 minutes and 50 seconds, acknowledging that younger students typically have better agility.

Aside from Lee Yun's close friends, few believed he had a shot.

A regular student racing against the school's top dog? Pure folly.

"Hmph!"

Post warm-up, Lu Shan eyed the motionless Lee Yun, snorted with disdain, and spat, "Still trying to look cool? You'll be bawling soon!"

Heads shook in disbelief. Lu Shan's muscular build was a stark contrast to Lee Yun's slender frame. And Lee Yun, in his everyday clothes and unsuitable footwear, seemed delusional to think he could outpace Lu Shan.

"Go for it!"

Fang Xue, fists clenched and held high, cheered for Lee Yun from the sidelines, her cuteness a stark contrast to her usual cool demeanor.

Lee Feng remained silent, her gaze locking with Lee Yun's. Their eyes conveyed unspoken words of encouragement.

"On your marks!" bellowed the PE teacher.

Lu Shan crouched, poised in perfect starting form, his heels digging into the track, ready to launch like an arrow drawn tight.

Yet, Lee Yun stood still, devoid of any professional stance.

"What's going on?"

The crowd was dumbfounded. Sure, the start might not be critical in a 1,000-meter dash, but for an athlete, every second is a battle.

Was Lee Yun planning to forfeit?

"Go!"

In a flash, a lean silhouette burst forward.

Several meters ahead before Lu Shan's brawny figure even sprang into action.

"What?!"

Shock rippled through the onlookers as they realized Lee Yun had been the first off the mark.

"Not a bad talent," the PE teacher mused, noting Lee Yun's reflexes were on par with national-level athletes.

"This kid!"

Lu Shan was taken aback by Lee Yun's swift response. He had no choice but to chase with all his might, hoping to close the early gap.

But as the race unfolded, Lu Shan was faced with a staggering truth.

He was falling further behind Lee Yun, unable to close the widening gap.

The students trailing in the distance watched Lee Yun's wind-like speed, their mouths agape in astonishment.

"He's actually..."

"Unbelievable!"

"Goodness, Lee Yun's leaving Lu Shan in the dust!"

"Wow! Lee Yun looks amazing out there!"

"Lee Yun is incredibly handsome! My boyfriend is such a fast runner~~"

"No, he's my boyfriend!"

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