Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 529

Ebony Fox adjusted the binoculars, zooming in for a clearer view. But the girl was standing with her back to her, making it impossible to see her face.

Before their turns, the other contestants had made a big show of preparing, either taking off their jackets or rolling up their sleeves and pant legs to avoid getting hindered. For all their bluster, not a single one had managed to clear all the obstacles. They had fallen in every imaginable way, sprawled across the course in various undignified positions. In her unit, that level of physical fitness wouldn't even qualify them to peel potatoes.

But this girl was different. Although Ebony Fox couldn't see her expression, she watched as the girl stood quietly with her hands in her pockets, a posture of casual nonchalance, with no unnecessary movements.

Ebony Fox narrowed her eyes. With such a slight frame, she doubted the girl could even make it past the first two obstacles.

Just as she was pondering this, the whistle blew. The slender figure shot forward like a gust of wind, successfully clearing one obstacle after another.

Watching her move with an ease that made it look like child's play, the smile on Farrell's face froze. How could she be so fast?

Juniper navigated all eight obstacles without a single pause, running straight to the finish line and hitting the timer. The world record for the 400-meter obstacle course was 1 minute and 32 seconds. Juniper's time was… 1 minute and 31 seconds. She had actually broken the world record, and by exactly one second!

What was more, she had looked completely relaxed while running. After stopping, she wasn't even out of breath, clearly indicating she hadn't given it her all. If she had really pushed herself, her time would have been even better.

“Whoa!”

The students were silent for a few seconds, then erupted into thunderous cheers and applause as they registered the time.

“Hey, hey, hey! Laugh! Why aren't you laughing anymore?” The computer science and law students gloated at the broadcasting majors, their voices dripping with sarcasm. “I seem to recall someone saying we were all brains and no brawn. Well, how about now? Better than some majors, right? All talk, and no skills to back it up!”

The broadcasting program admitted students based on a combination of professional and academic scores, with a lower admissions threshold than the other, more rigorous departments.

The broadcasting students all lowered their heads, silent as mice.

“Well, Farrell, no wonder you recommended this girl for the men's 400-meter obstacle course,” an instructor from a neighboring company commented. He hadn't seen such an impressive run in a long time and was generous with his praise. “A time like that is better than many trained professionals. I’m ashamed to even compare.”

Farrell’s mouth twitched. He tried to smile, but couldn't. His intention had been to humiliate Juniper, hoping she would fall and injure herself. Who would have thought she would be so incredible?

Juniper finished her run and walked over to Farrell, stopping beside him. “I brought you honor. You must be pleased, right?” she said, her lips barely moving.

Farrell’s head snapped up, so enraged he nearly choked. The insult was devastating!

“Tsk.” With that, Juniper walked back to her company to receive the adoration of her peers.

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