Love Purification Agreement

In the VIP viewing stand, Hermes looked at the scene below, silently took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Then, he turned his head and glanced at the golden lion that had remained motionless, and said with a wry smile,

"Well, Ms. Spencer, actually everyone is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Usually everyone is very friendly to your daughter, haha."

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But in this uneasy and strange silence, a faint crisp sound could be heard from the green field in the stadium.

“Pah, pah. Pah.”

The people in the stands were too far away to hear it, but Spencer heard it.

She was slightly stunned, and looked towards the green field beside the runway, and saw Yan Huan, who was wearing sun protection clothing, looking at her.

He was alone, clapping for them intermittently.

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Looking at Yan Huan not far away, the nervous expression on Spencer's face was finally alleviated a little by his applause.

So she took a deep breath.

After that, she once again showed her confident and sunny smile and walked forward with her head held high.

She led a few people from the notebook club to the track and field club, but the team of four seemed so weak compared to the group of people next to them.

In the track and field club, Hua Zhaofeng, who had been beaten before, glared at Spencer hatefully, but Spencer immediately sensed something and turned around.

This scared Hua Zhaofeng so much that he quickly retracted his gaze. Not only him, but many people in the track and field club avoided Spencer's gaze.

Only Owen, who was standing in front, narrowed his eyes and glanced at Spencer beside him.

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Spencer ignored him, and Owen didn't get angry either. He just smiled faintly and looked away.

The game starts now.

"The first round is divided into four groups. Group A is the Track and Field Club and the Kendo Club! Please send a representative from each team to play rock-paper-scissors. The winner will draw the event!"

Hua Zhaofeng immediately ran out and went to Yan Huan to draw lots with the representative of the Kendo Club on the other side.

After the drawing, Yahashiki's drone immediately flew over to report their rock-paper-scissors and drawing process at close range.

After drawing out the project, Yan Huan held it high up and showed it to the drone.

Finally, Yu Anlina's vibrant voice conveys the message to every corner.

"Okay! Group A's competition event is... fencing!"

"Ding! Track and Field Club, effective hit!"

"Ding! Track and Field Club, effective hit!"

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"Track and Field Club, 45 points, wins!"

Spencer bit his thumb nail and watched Owen succeed in his attack. Then he quickly retracted his foil and stood aside like a gentleman.

Only after the referee from the fencing club announced the victory did he take off his helmet.

"call"

He blew away his golden hair that was hanging down because of the helmet, and smiled at the sunlight in the direction of the Yumiko stands, which immediately caused a lot of cheers.

"Owen! Owen! Owen!"

Seeing this, Jiang Yun adjusted his glasses, pursed his lips and said,

"What have these people from the inner courtyard learned since childhood? They even won in the events that the Kendo Club is good at."

The Kendo Club of Totsuki Academy not only has Sakura Country's sports kendo, but the most important event is actually the modern pentathlon such as fencing.

Several students from the outer courtyard didn't even know the rules. They just watched Owen wearing protective clothing and holding a sword as he engaged in offensive and defensive moves, and then the referee on the side announced the score.

Spencer had heard of it. After all, she had seen many children when she was with her mother, some of whom were learning swordsmanship and horse riding.

But she herself didn't quite understand these rules, so her forehead was slightly sweaty.

"Don't panic, this matter is also recorded in Anle's plan."

Watching Owen from the track and field club win with overwhelming victory, Spencer wiped the sweat from his forehead and said this to comfort himself.

Soon Group A finished the competition and it was Group B's turn to draw lots.

The two clubs in Group B are the Kyudo Club and the Baseball Club, which is also a fight between two gods.

Just as Jiang Yun said before, almost all the teams that can advance to the finals are from sports clubs.

Among the eight clubs, the only cultural club is Spencer's book club.

If the book club can be considered a cultural club.

Soon, the Kyudo Club and the Baseball Club ended the competition with an excellent borrowed object race, and the Baseball Club won.

Next is Group C where the book company is located.

"Next up are the Honko Club and the Soccer Club in Group C. Please send representatives from each team to draw lots."

Jiang Yun glanced at Spencer, and Spencer, who was called, walked towards Yan Huan's position.

The football club nearby also sent people away from the team. Who knew that at this moment a shout came from somewhere in the stands.

"Smash the Book Club! Beat up Spencer!"

"Come on, football club!"

Just as more and more people stood up to cheer for the football club to go to the battle, a girl with short golden hair suddenly stepped on the stands with a ferocious look on her face and shouted loudly,

“Everyone be quiet!!”

This shout actually drowned out all the other sounds. Those who were closer covered their ears and stared blankly at the girl in front of them who was wearing formal clothes and "discipline committee member sleeves" on her arms.

It was the Discipline Committee Chairperson, Ashley.

She and the discipline committee are responsible for maintaining order during the game.

Ashley's shout silenced everyone over there, while Yahashi Mu, who was standing next to Yan Huan, covered his ears and complained,

“What a rich voice.”

"It's really that far away."

Yan Huan glanced speechlessly at the pretentious Yahashiki and said nothing more, because the president of the football club, Ichiro Wada, and Spencer had already walked up to them.

He had no choice but to look away and look at Spencer.

"You two are going to play rock-paper-scissors to determine who qualifies for the draw."

Another referee from the student union gave a reminder when he saw both sides were in position.

But when he sensed the cheers from the stands, Ichiro Wada's spirit began to wander a little.

He felt more and more like a hero surrounded by people fighting against the devil.

If I could eliminate Spencer from the Honko Club head-on, I would probably be a big shot in the school for the next two years, right?

"Golden Lion Hunter", "Evil Woman Slayer", "Guardian of the Totsuki Family".

Hey, give me a decent title like this!

Thinking of this, Ichiro Wada was already extremely excited.

He stared at Spencer in front of him, raised his clenched fist, and uttered a harsh word,

"Spencer! I, the president of the soccer club, will defeat you!!"

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Looking at Ichiro Wada who was uttering harsh words in front of him, Spencer blinked without saying a word.

She just suddenly opened her right palm, then raised her right hand and pointed it at his outstretched fist.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Ichiro Wada was slightly stunned, still wondering why Spencer, the evil woman who was rumored to have a bad temper, was so patient today.

He was indifferent to the harsh words he said.

Do you look down on me?

"Damn it, how dare you."

"The Benzi Club won the rock-paper-scissors game and is eligible to draw lots."

Just when Ichiro Wada was about to ask for an explanation in frustration, the referee from the student union suddenly spoke without emotion, pulling him back to reality from his fantasy.

"Hmm? Hmm? Did the rock-paper-scissors game just start?"

"Yes, I have already reminded you."

The student union cadres seemed hesitant to speak, fearing that saying one more word would put Ichiro Wada in a dangerous position.

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Unfortunately, Wada Ichiro's face was already red, and even the finger he raised to point at Spencer was trembling.

"Spencer, you. You're despicable!!"

The funniest thing is that during this rock-paper-scissors game, Yahashiki used a drone to project the entire video onto the giant screen next to the media room at the track and field stadium.

So, everyone in the stands watched his abstract operation.

All those who had spoken out in support of him just now seemed to have a criminal record. They covered their faces and lowered their heads, not daring to say a word.

Down below, Spencer was too lazy to pay attention to Ichiro Wada.

She just chuckled and walked up to Yan Huan who was holding the lottery box.

But Spencer turned up his nose and looked at Yan Huan arrogantly, as if silently asking:

"Well, am I smart?"

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Seeing this, Yan Huan's mouth corners couldn't help but curl up a little.

He didn't respond, but just raised the lottery box in his hand to Spencer.

Spencer moved closer and put his hand deeper into the box.

Because the box was very big, when she put her whole hand in, she seemed to be lying on the box on her side, or in Yan Huan's arms on her side.

Her sky-blue eyes were directed towards Yan Huan, but they were moving around in a quirky way, and it was obvious that she was wholeheartedly feeling the note inside.

Spencer must be cautious and must draw the note that is most suitable for the book club.

"Hey, Spencer, how long are you going to smoke? Can you go faster?"

"I got it!"

Just as Ichiro Wada was about to urge him, Spencer had already pulled out a note from the box.

"Buzz~"

When it was unfolded, the writing on it was broadcast to the whole audience through Yahashiki's live broadcast.

"Long Jump"

"Long jump?"

Hua Zhaofeng, who was standing on the sidelines handing water to Irving, was slightly taken aback when he saw the words above. He reminded him,

"President, this is a project of our track and field club."

"yes."

Irving took a sip of water and looked over there, looking forward to the performance of this game.

"In track and field, although long jump is considered a 'field event', many of the training methods are generally the same, and performance is also linked to quality level.

"I heard that Spencer has been training since she lost to me last time. Maybe I can get a glimpse of her progress and see how good she is."

There was a hint of smile in Irving's tone, but Hua Zhaofeng couldn't bear to hear any possibility that Spencer was good.

He just curled his lips and cursed bitterly,