Zhou Bing also has more training for 100 meters this year.

It must be several times more than before.

Therefore, he believes that he will definitely make a breakthrough in the 100-meter this year. Maybe he can take another big step and get closer to the level of Asian overlords.

Based on this consideration.

Even if Xie Zhengye has increased by 0.05s, he still thinks he has an advantage.

Xie Zhengye is running so fast in front of him now.

Or...too immature.

Inadequate experience.

I will not distribute my physical energy and energy reasonably.

Based on his hard power, it is calculated.

Zhou Bing believes that he will definitely make a large speed drop later.

This way.

I definitely have a chance to catch up with him.

Complete transcendence.

Perhaps in the future, he will be surpassed or even thrown away by him on the 100-meter runway.

but……

It's definitely not now.

Zhou Bing himself firmly believes in this.

Then it reached 70 meters and 80 meters, just when Zhou Bing thought that from this time on, Xie Zhengye should slow down.

Liang Jiahong actually thinks so.

Although he was surprised that behind him was this "birth face". After all, when he ran a hundred meters before, Xie Zhengye could not appear in this position.

No familiar face at all.

But now he appears.

Is this kid making so fast?

He won't catch up with him in another one or two years, right?

But now... there should be no threat.

Liang Jiahong thought so in his heart, and secretly prepared to remember Xie Zhengye's face on a hundred meters, but he might not have dreamed that when he reached around 80 meters, just when he thought that Xie Zhengye might already be threatened in the future.

Just when the rest of the people thought that stimulation had already underestimated Xie Zhengye.

Suddenly.

Xie Zhengye was like a person who had refilled fuel. Everyone in the audience had his speed... as if he was "only increasing but not decreasing".

"Aye's future..." Before Yuan Guoqiang finished speaking, the strength and energy displayed by Xie Zhengye made him feel shocked.

All the things I wanted to say were stuck in my throat and I couldn't have time to say them.

This is what Xie Zhengye has made him unable to speak several times today.

"Why...he didn't slow down?"

Zhao Haohuan could no longer hold it back, and looked at the last twenty meters of speed as if new fuel was injected into it again.

how so?

He even took Liang Jiahong's lead in front.

Although you can often hear commentators yelling in TV broadcasts such as "acceleration for the last 20 meters", "adding up speeds", "sprint acceleration", etc., in fact, this is just a form of explanation.

In the display of the human body's function, there is no such thing as accelerating the last 20 meters, and the sprint area can accelerate.

Unless you don't run well before and don't add up the speed at all, you will never be able to be competitive in such a mistake.

When you run out of competitive situations, no one, including Bolt, can't even lose speed even if you throw it in the back.

So, the speed dropped.

but……

As long as he loses little enough.

Then it seemed that he was accelerating constantly.

Just like "Brother Dao", in fact, if you take out his later journey alone, it is not the best. But you always have a visual effect... the feeling of crazy pursuit and crazy teleportation in the last 20 meters.

What Su Shen wants to see, and this is what Xie Zhengye can do in this life.

And it must be done in high-level competitions.

That's it.

Aye.

That's it.

Su Shen's eyes became more and more excited here.

It was like seeing some artwork created by myself, and finally it began to shine.

Liang Jiahong began to feel something was wrong.

Even as Xie Zhengye gradually approached him, he originally felt that his first position was unchanged. After all, it was already at the last 20 meters, and no one would not lose speed.

If you are all slowing down, then you will win if you keep it.

But in the last twenty meters, Liang Jiahong, who had never had the chance to experience the ability shown by Xie Zhengye before. Because of the improvement of the former's strength, Hyundai finally had the chance to experience the first speed-to-durability talent in Asia.

In the process that everyone can see through the naked eye.

Xie Zhengye began the stage of continuous "acceleration", "acceleration" and "acceleration". Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

85 meters 88 meters 90 meters.

Xie Zhengye is about one position away from Liang Jiahong.

90 meters 95 meters.

Liang Jiahong felt a sense of crisis.

Although I don’t know how this guy did it, the kind of student Ding who is constantly approaching will never lie to him.

The 18-year-old boy on his right hand is only 100 years old.

I don’t know what “magic” I used, but I can increase the speed at the end.

In Asia, Liang Jiahong has never encountered such a thing.

For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Ning Dehae looked at the runway similar to Su Shen's eyes, and couldn't help but lick his lips slightly and whispered in a low voice.

97 meters 99 meters.

Liang Jiahong has discovered something terrible.

That is the eighteen-year-old boy on his right hand.

He has almost reached the same level as himself....

How is this possible???

How could his strength improve so much?

What exactly are you doing in the last 20 meters?

What magic was used in the last 20 meters?

How could someone do such a thing?

Isn’t this contrary to the 100-meter law of human body mentioned by Su Shen?

A series of problems continued to explode in Liang Jiahong's heart. Now he had no way to think about anything more. No matter what happened in the final stage, he did not want an 18-year-old man to kill him.

call------

Liang Jiahong was really trying his best to press the line in the end.

He and Xie Zhengye will fight to the last moment.

Even the line is pressed to decide the outcome.

This was a little bit white for the people behind, including Zhou Bing.

"Who won this...?"

Yuan Guoqiang couldn't help it anymore and asked immediately. After dozens of seconds, the intercom there might have heard the voice:

“It’s all 10.05…”
To be continued...