Maybe there is one thing that doesn't sound nice.

But the truth is...

If you can defeat such a player, as a commentator in your country, you will naturally feel as you feel happy in your heart.

If this is not in public.

Who knows what Yang Jian will say.

On the side of the runway, Ryota Yamashita, who was still gasping for breath, looked a little disappointed when he was in the fifth position.

After all, it was just a little bit short of that, he could directly enter the Diamond League and the finals.

Maybe this is not worth mentioning to those big guys.

But for a young player like Liangta, Shanxian, it is a big step towards self-confidence and affirmation.

"How is it, I've said it." Kuangshi of Jianglikou appeared beside Ryota of Yama County and said, "These European and American players are not as terrible as you think."

"It's not as terrible as it was previously advertised in China."

"In one sentence from Professor Su is..."

"It's all one nose and two eyes."

"There is no situation where you are absolutely crushed."

"They, we yellow people, can defeat them."

Liangta, Shanxian, listened to the words of Kuangshi of Jianglikou, saw that his results were blocked from the finals in this way, and he felt even more empathetic.

Humans are such animals.

Nothing can help you understand the meaning of it better than having experienced it yourself.

The so-called "get it on paper" is always shallow.

That's what it means.

When he truly defeats these players whom he usually dares to think about, his self-confidence and confidence will accumulate little by little.

"It's okay, you still have a chance, maybe Xiao Q still has a chance."

Jianglikou Kuangshi patted Liangta Shanxian's shoulder.

I walked to the passage and went to rest.

Entering the finals, Kuangshi of Jianglikou already felt that he had completed the task, what happened in the finals...

That's not what he can think of now.

He just wanted to stand closer.

Observe and observe these big guys, how to do and run, and how to showdown.

Those who break ten are just ordinary "shrimp soldiers and crab generals" in the eyes of this group.

...

"Okay, the first group competition has just ended, and the Chinese players took the lead, and they were ranked first and fourth. I wonder if the second group will continue this wonderful performance." Yang Jian said, and the athletes had already started to appear.

This group of players has also begun to appear on the electronic large screen.

The first Mario Forsyth.

The second path of Kimons.

The third path Powell.

The fourth Su Shen.

The fifth Blake.

The sixth road carter.

The seventh way is Zhang Peimeng.

The eighth way Michael Flat.

The ninth way to work and rest.

"This group may be more luxurious and difficult to compare with the previous group's lineup." Yang Jian said in conjunction with the picture given by the director: "The worst is Forsyth at 9.95 seconds."

"That is, the starting Pb is above 95 seconds."

"Su Shen Blake Powell, these three people will definitely take away three places. The one left is Jamaican player Flat, who is currently the best among the rest."

"However, Chinese players such as Zhang Peimeng also have advantages. They are waiting for their time at home, and may have a better chance of winning the game."

"Let's see who the first four belongs to."

On the sidelines, Yuan Guoqiang re-entered the game and said, "Tell me, who do you prefer in this game?"

"Don't ask me, Xiaotian can rush out anyway, but I don't know if Daniu and Pei Meng have any chance. Their grouping strength is particularly strong, and it is not that easy to win the game." Yu Weili inserted his hands and looked at the list of lineups given on the high-definition large screen: "It would be a pity if these two people were eliminated from one of them missed the final."

"A good opportunity to wait for your work at your doorstep."

“It’s not easy to get it.”

"And now is the time when two people fight hard. If anyone wins, they may have a psychological advantage in the next struggle."

"This year is the Olympic Year..."

"No athlete with ideas and ambitions wants to miss this good opportunity."

Magic City Stadium, the starting point of the 100-meter runway.

Su Shen and his group had already lined up and walked onto the field one after another, and stepped on the starting machine.

Powell didn't even look at Kimmons around him.

All your attention is on your right hand.

This oriental man.

He thought to himself...

Don't make Doha's mistake by yourself.

You must keep your foot firm.

Don’t think about your future and fight with this pervert.

Don't worry about his future.

Anyway, his current future.

Powell couldn't see any deterioration.

It's still a bunch of people.

And at this moment, his compatriot Blake turned his head first and said to Su Shin on his left:

"Don't let me down."

"Without you, joining forces may not make any sense."

Su Shen also turned his head to look at Blake next to him, revealing his few gaps of teeth, and smiled and said, "Don't worry."

"Since we have joined forces."

"Then I will try my best to get this half of mine."

"I won't let you do your work in vain."

"After all, I have to pull God down..."

Su Shen chuckled:

"It's not easy for one person."

Blake looked at Su Shen's expression and said nothing, but just nodded silently.

If you are familiar with him, you will know this.

This is Blake...

A way to express affirmation.

He believes in himself.

No wrong view.

Just like what Su Shen said.

Want to pull God off the altar.

one person.

I'm afraid it's a big deal.

He is a wild beast.
Chapter completed!