The journey that originally took half a day was completed in less than an hour, which was truly miraculous.

I put away the talisman, adjusted my backpack, and walked into the school with my head held high.

Seeing me arriving on time in the classroom, Fatty was astonished, "How did you... How did you get here?"

I took out my textbook and smiled, "What do you mean? I came here to study!"

Fatty said, "I thought you wouldn't arrive until the afternoon at least. Judging by your appearance, you didn't leave in the middle of the night, did you?"

I smiled without saying a word, filled with joy from experiencing the effectiveness of the Divine Movement Talisman.

In just two days, the school held its autumn sports meet.

Our homeroom teacher handed out registration forms to each of us, encouraging everyone to participate.

Without hesitation, I wrote my name under all the running events.

100 meters, 200 meters, 400 meters, 800 meters, 3000 meters. Fatty said the sports meet was just for fun, but I felt like I was going all out.

I lied to him, saying that I had been practicing running recently, so I had confidence in this event.

After the homeroom teacher collected the registration forms, he praised me in front of the whole class, commending my positive and enterprising spirit in physical education.

Many people looked at me with doubt because I wasn't tall and had short legs, which put me at a disadvantage for running. Real runners often have long legs, taking three steps to match one step for an average person, making them naturally faster.

But I wasn't afraid because I had planned carefully and intended to shine in this sports meet with the help of the Divine Movement Talisman.

With the Divine Movement Talisman, ha-ha, was I afraid I couldn't get a good ranking? The championship was within easy reach, as if it were in the palm of my hand! For students, having a sports meet was a happy occasion because it meant two or three days without classes.

The inspiring music played, and after the opening ceremony, the various competitions proceeded in an orderly manner.

In the school sports meet, the sprint events undoubtedly attracted the most attention.

All the students in our class stood by the track, cheering for the participants of our class. The simultaneous cheering from dozens of people created a resounding sound, inspiring and uplifting.

Fatty patted my shoulder, continuously cheering me on, "Brother, come on! We all believe in you. As long as you don't finish last, it's a victory!"

I gave Fatty a disdainful look. I never understood his encouragement.

I said, "Brother, when I run later, I'll be using my legs. What's the point of you patting my shoulder? Am I going to run on four legs like a dog?"

"Mistake! Heh heh, my mistake!" Fatty awkwardly laughed and quickly crouched down to massage my legs.

I furrowed my brows, "Don't touch the inside of my thigh, it's sensitive!"

I walked towards the track, the Divine Movement Talisman already hidden in my pants leg, so a confident smile never left my face.

A tall guy next to me glanced at me coldly and sneered, "Smiling? Ha-ha, you'll be crying later!"

The tall guy was from the school's track and field team, specializing in running. His leg muscles were well developed, and he wore running shoes, a tank top, and tight pants, looking very professional. This attracted the attention of many girls who whispered to each other, saying that he not only looked handsome but also had a good physique.

They could comment on the tall guy all they wanted, but since I was standing next to him, they naturally compared me to him.

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"Look at Yang Cheng beside him, so short and unimpressive!"

"Yeah, he actually dared to sign up for the sprint event with that appearance. As long as he doesn't finish last, it's a blessing!"

"Keep your voices down, don't let him hear. I heard that even the arrogant young master Long from school was completely subdued by him!"

Men have their pride, and those girls' sarcastic remarks obviously hurt my pride. I looked at the tall guy, and his disdainful gaze infuriated me. So I prepared to hit him head-on and see if he still dared to underestimate others.

The whistle sounded, and everyone took their positions. In my heart, I silently chanted an incantation. Soon, a strong wind filled my pants legs, and my legs were full of energy.

The starting gun went off, and I shot out like an arrow released from its bowstring.

I didn't even get a chance to enjoy the run when, in the blink of an eye, I reached the finish line. If I hadn't braked in time, even the referee would have been knocked over by me.

The tall guy was the second to arrive. Although I held back and didn't give it my all, I still left a significant distance between me and the tall guy.

The tall guy looked at me in shock. I raised my nostrils and looked at him. It felt so satisfying. Damn, aren't you handsome and formidable? In this sports meet, I'm going to make you fall from your pedestal completely.

The tall guy was deeply unwilling and kept making excuses, saying that he slipped at the start.

I returned to the class with my head held high, like a triumphant general.

The class fell silent, and everyone looked at me with an incredulous expression.

After a brief silence, Fatty raised his hand and applauded, followed by thunderous applause from the entire class, erupting with cheers.

My performance shocked those who had previously looked down on me, but one victory wasn't enough to convince everyone. I had to make them completely submit.

So, in the following 200 meters, 400 meters, 800 meters, and other races, I followed the same pattern. The Divine Movement Talisman displayed its power, effortlessly winning all the running events. I also broke the school records in each event, becoming the most eye-catching hero in the school.

As I walked down the road, many people were discussing and whispering. Many female classmates secretly cast glances at me, sending me flirtatious looks.

The tall guy harbored deep hatred towards me but was helpless. He always ended up as the runner-up in every race, truly becoming the "eternal second place."

Especially during the final 3000-meter race, the surrounding spectators formed a sea of people. More than half of them rushed towards me, wanting to witness my stunning performance.

The race started, and I intentionally held back, allowing the tall guy to take a significant lead, thinking that this time he would finally regain some ground.

It wasn't until the last lap that I secretly chanted the incantation. Like a gentle breeze, I easily surpassed the tall guy, leaving him behind by half a lap.

The tall guy was emotionally crushed, kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, "He's not human! How can his physical fitness be so good? Wah, wah, wah!"

After the sports meet ended, I won the championship in all the running events, shining brightly, stealing the spotlight.

Moreover, I received more than ten love letters, all written by girls from different grades. There were even senior female students pursuing me, giving me snacks, knitting scarves, making me feel like I was flying with happiness.