Of course there will be more emotional connections.

He definitely hopes that Liang Jiahong can run better than anyone else.

When Liang Jiahong has improved 0.01s per year in the past three years, he did not blame him. He knew that this disciple was actually an arrogant person. He was already uncomfortable enough in this team. He did not make things worse than before.

Unexpectedly.

This year, Liang Jiahong, who had been waiting for three years, made a breakthrough again.

He did not do "Mo Youxue for Life", he was about to break through.

Really breakthrough.

Because Zhou Bing had already felt that the distance was getting farther and farther away, even if he had an advantage in the sprint area, he might not be able to catch up with this distance.

Eighty meters, ninety meters.

Is Zhou Bing or Yin Hualong behind?

In fact, it is no longer important to Liang Jiahong at the moment.

Now in his eyes.

Only the end point!

rush!

Rush over!!!

Ninety-five meters.

Ninety-seven meters.

Ninety-nine meters.

Liang Jiahong didn't think about the extra matter. He had already taken out all the things he had done for the winter training in this shot.

If the results were still as fast as a snail, then he would admit it.

The white finish line, while he pressed the line.

It swept past.

call--------------------

The sound of the wind passes by.

He ran away before stopping.

It can be seen that he really tried his best to shoot this shot, and he did not have the same "just to live" or "sloppy" as he used to be.

Many boys are like this.

They didn’t wake up from the beginning, they also took many detours and made many mistakes.

But, as long as you finally wake up.

That's enough.

I am worthy of my talent for sprinting.

"Damn it———"

"This result———"

"Awesome———————”

"The sixth, the sixth………………………”

He ran too far behind and couldn't hear it clearly. He only knew that someone seemed to be screaming and surprised at something behind.

Until he stabilized his body and turned around and looked over.

I just saw that there seemed to be a somewhat vague "10.X9" written on the electronic timer.

How much is it?

Liang Jiahong approached some and wanted to see clearly, but his ears had already helped him see it.

Because everyone cheered for him on the scene.

"The sixth Asian overlord level was born!"

“10.09s!!!”

“10.09s!!!!!!”

"Liang Jiahong made a big breakthrough!!!"

Hearing this, Liang Jiahong was stunned and seemed to have not reacted for a long time.

The fifth Asian overlord in China.

Said...

Is it me?

Soon, a burst of ecstasy arose from the bottom of my heart.

Like a storm of flames.

It hit Liang Jiahong's heart.

At this time, he didn't look at others at the first time, he looked at the direction of the starting line.

The one standing there was not Su Shen, not Randy, or anyone else.

It is his mentor, Yuan Guoqiang.

“Did it!!!”

"Master, I did it!!!"

"I'm entering the Asian overlord!!!!!!!"

Seeing Liang Jiahong's appearance, Yuan Guoqiang seemed to have seen him who had just come over a few years ago.

High spirits.

Energetic.

PS: The fifth Asian overlord is here. If Liang Jiahong hadn't had the cracked bones of his instep back then, he would never have stopped here. It would be a pity.

In this life, all the devastating injuries and illnesses are worshipped.
Chapter completed!