Cassie Ferguson's gaze turned fierce.
At the same time, Flossie Wright put her fingers to her lips and blew a sharp whistle.
As the sound fell, the rest of the team, who had been maintaining their rhythm, unanimously quickened their rowing pace.
"One, two, one, one, two, one—"
Devina Millet, who was calling out slogans, also wisely increased the speed.
In the blink of an eye, the third group's rubber boat surged forward, leaving the fourth group far behind.
Even the onlookers on the shore couldn't help but cheer for such speed.
Joshua Bailey's expression was one of astonishment.
Wow.
This speed was really unexpected.
With this speed, the outcome was foreseeable.
When the third group reached the finish line, the fourth group was still struggling in the middle, trying their best to paddle back.
The six members of the third group got ashore, looking amused, waiting for the fourth group to arrive.
"Flossie, did we win?"
