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Chapter 2012 How much? How many...9.80+??? Is this very damn smooth???(3/3)

Ninety-five meters.

Until Su Shen crossed the finish line.

None of them appeared.

How is this... possible???

This is unscientific!

This is unscientific!!!

Zhao Haohuan screamed in his heart.

But the point that made the audience shout was-

This final result.

Results reported on the opposite side.

It made the audience silence.

"Sizi—"

"Su Shen."

"Final result, 9..."

It really starts with "9".

It is worthy of being Xiaotian, the soul of Ersha Island.

Yuan Guoqiang was thinking that the sound from the intercom almost made him "break" out.

Because the sound inside is-

“9…9.89.”

“More, how much?”

Yuan Guoqiang was confused and had no idea. He just wanted to subconsciously ask the intercom, "How much did you say?"

"Guide Yuan, yes, 9 seconds 89."

Yuan Guoqiang ignored the almost trembling sound on the walkie-talkie because he was not much better here.

He turned his head to look at Yu Feili next to him in a voice that was also trembling but he didn't feel it, and said, "Do you hear it, how much? 9.89?"

Yu Weili didn't say anything either.

Because at this time.

His brain was almost blown away.
Chapter completed!
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