Chapter 445: Then Let’s Have a Match!

Supervisor Zhang immediately tried to defuse the situation.

If this continued, it was going to spiral out of control.

The surrounding gymgoers watched the unfolding drama with interest, some of the owners even eyeing Wang Yun with growing curiosity. He looked familiar, and his voice rang a bell, too.

“Don’t leave just yet,” Wang Yun said again.

His breathing was steady—so steady, in fact, that most overlooked it.

Given that he’d just spent four minutes sprinting on the treadmill at high speed, he should have been winded. Even seasoned marathoners would be gasping under those conditions.

But aside from a slightly flushed face, Wang Yun looked completely composed.

“You keep throwing shade, and I’m calling your professionalism into question. So why don’t we settle it?”

A faint smirk played on his lips, cold gleam in his eyes.

This guy had walked straight into it.

Xiaoyong snorted. The sneer on his face was unmistakable.

“Oh? And what exactly does Mr. Wang want to compete in?”

“Mr. Wang, Xiaoyong, come on,” Supervisor Zhang interjected hastily. “We’re all here to work out. No need to escalate things. Mr. Wang, you’re not in the industry. Xiaoyong has been in fitness for ten years, this isn’t even a fair comparison. No reason to get upset.”

Although Zhang spoke in the tone of a mediator, his words were clearly leaning in Xiaoyong’s favor.

The nearby crowd, composed largely of savvy professionals, picked up on it instantly.

Wang Yun didn’t even bother acknowledging Supervisor Zhang. He simply pointed to the treadmill behind him.

“Let’s keep it simple. Since you claim to be the professional and I’m just an amateur, then we’ll compete like amateurs. Set the treadmill speed to twelve. We’ll see who can last longer. A simple test of endurance and physical strength. Surely a gold-medal fitness coach wouldn’t back down from something this basic?”

Wang Yun crossed his arms and looked at him calmly.

Xiaoyong let out a laugh on the spot.

He gave Wang Yun a look that said, You’ve got to be kidding me.

“Seriously, Mr. Wang? You want to do it like that? Fine. I won’t refuse. But speed twelve? Even for trained athletes, that’s intense. I’d be surprised if I lasted more than five minutes. My only concern is… don’t push yourself just to prove a point and end up hurting yourself. You are, after all, our most respected owner.”

He put extra emphasis on the last five words.

The onlookers began murmuring among themselves.

One of them even walked up to Wang Yun and tried to reason with him.

“Bro, there’s no need to go that hard. Speed twelve? That’s brutal. We’re all here to stay healthy. No need to go toe-to-toe with a pro.”

The speaker wore glasses and a sleek set of athletic wear. His muscle tone suggested he trained regularly, and his voice had the calm, persuasive tone of someone from the business world.

Wang Yun glanced at him, expression neutral.

He said nothing.

Instead, he turned back toward the treadmill and stepped onto it without a word.

Then he turned his head slightly and looked at Xiaoyong.

Well? What are you waiting for?

Xiaoyong exhaled sharply. “Since you insist, I’ll say this up front: if anything happens, I’m not responsible, and neither is the gym.”

“So much talking,” Wang Yun said flatly, already starting up the treadmill.

Xiaoyong followed suit, stepping onto the machine next to him.

The crowd began to gather.

Some even pulled out their phones to record.

The other fitness coaches grinned among themselves. They might not dare say much to the clients, but when it came to teasing their own colleague, all bets were off.

“Last time Xiaoyong did one of these challenges, I think he lasted eight minutes?”

“I remember that too! But come on, the guy’s our resident owner. Have a little tact.”

Xiaoyong glanced at them and raised an eyebrow.

This time, it was personal.

“Man, what a scene. We just came here to work out.”

“Hot-blooded youth, huh? But when did we get such a young owner in this complex?”

“I think he bought Villa No. 8. That place sold just last week. Didn’t expect someone this young.”

“Must be the heir to some big conglomerate. Just look at that aura, not ordinary.”

The crowd whispered with excitement. They might all be wealthy, but gossip was still one of life’s simple pleasures.

Whirr—

The treadmills started up.

Slow at first, then rapidly accelerating to top speed.

In just three seconds, they hit full gear.

Their legs blurred, moving so fast they left afterimages.

Wang Yun adjusted his breathing in rhythm with the increasing pace. His legs pounded down with practiced precision, muscles tightening in smooth, high-speed coordination.

High-efficiency fat burn. Aerobic overload. Target heart rate engaged.

“Holy hell, I can feel the wind from here!”

“Damn! That’s insane, this guy’s no joke!”

“I could maybe survive three minutes at that speed.”

“Three minutes? Are you nuts? I’d collapse in one!”

As the crowd took in the sight before them, a sense of awe began to ripple through them.