"Yes, are you envious? I am called a genius." Wang Qing puffed up his chest proudly. Su Shen shook his head, moved his ankles, and said calmly: "Then you will definitely lose."

"Wha, what??? You..." Wang Qing's proud smile appeared on his face. He didn't know what qualifications and confidence this Xiangshan man with bangs had to say such a thing.

I saw it at the Guangdong Provincial Youth Championship a few months ago. The level of 10.80 had just opened. If everyone hadn't had an accident, would they have been so unlucky that they would have taken away the bronze medal? Thinking of this, Wang Qing felt a little angry.

trembling.

But he doesn't know that today is different from the past.

You should treat each other with admiration after seeing each other for three days.

Su Shen now has the strength to open 10.60. In terms of hard power, Wang Qing, who is still walking in place, has been left behind by a large distance.

Bang——

Start.

Su Shen's future is really unmatched by his peers. Wang Qing has been left behind from the start, but he has already studied it back and cannot be disturbed by this Su Shen. It is not a problem if his future is lagging behind. His hard power is stronger than him, then

Will suffice.

But the problem is...

Is the hard power really better than that of Su Shen?

Wang Qing didn't have time to think about this question, Su Shen was about to give him the perfect answer on this 100-meter track.

In the first thirty meters, Su Shen was two feet away from him.

When they were running on the road, Wang Qing thought his chance had come. This was where he planned to surpass Su Shen.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

Su Shen ran and continued to accelerate on the way, leaving his opponent three positions behind.

In the 6-second zone, the speed increased to the limit, and he was thrown out again.

Four positions.

This strength surprised Yuan Guoqiang on the side. Is this strength the level that Liang Jiahong said he just opened at 10.80?

Only ghosts believe it.

Wang Qing ran with all his strength and wanted to catch up, but it was already too late. Su Shen had already opened up a large distance behind him.

Unless you fall down, you are unlikely to lose the game.

Five meters before the finish line, Su Shen began to slow down, smiled in the direction of Ningdebao, and crossed the finish line.

Yuan Guoqiang took a look at the results.

Oops.

Good guy.

10.67.

Isn't this speed already faster than Liang Jiahong?

Liang Jiahong is now estimated to be a little better than he was a few months ago at full strength, and can run to 10.65.

Isn't this guy just "tricking me" because he's afraid of being beaten for the sake of face?

snort.

Looks like he needs to be loosened.

Liang Jiahong, who was preparing to play in the fifth group, felt a sudden chill coming from his body.

"It's strange, there is no wind, why do I feel cold on my back."

He frowned, when he heard Su Shen's results were announced on the electronic broadcast...

He was also shocked.

10.67?

No, I must have made a mistake.

The best I can do now is 10.65~10.68.
Chapter completed!