Large amounts of lactic acid accumulating in the muscles, heart and lung functions pushed to their limits, brought unimaginable pain to the runners.
At this moment, continuing to run relied solely on the strand of willpower hanging in their minds.
But anyhow, this also meant that the crucial second leg of the race was about to begin.
Upon the stands, many had already left their seats, running towards the bottom to witness the competition from the closest distance.
"Their speeds are about the same, President Yan and President Owen are going to start running almost at the same time!"
"No, isn't it a bit embarrassing that Hua Zhaofeng and Jiang Yun are running at the same speed..."
"Isn't he the manager of the Track and Field Club?"
Sakuragi Hitomi clenched her skirt, Ye Shiyu also stood up, even Bai Yi, who was preparing for a performance, heard the rumors and ran out from the backstage.
Their gazes, all firmly fixed on Yan Huan and Owen at the starting line.
