Liu Dong had seriously prepared before running, with a textbook-perfect starting stance for the 100 meters.
So when the gunshot sounded, he burst forth with power!
"Whoosh!"
In the blink of an eye, Liu Dong accelerated to his maximum speed, his legs powerfully propelling him forward with a strong sprinting force that sent him shooting along the track like an arrow released from a bow—practically a man who was the wind itself!
And then!
Then, he saw Wang Hao surge forward with rocket-like speed, passing him by, exceeding him by two meters, by five meters…
"What the heck?!" Liu Dong's jaw nearly dropped in shock!
With his current speed, he could possibly break into under ten seconds for the 100 meters, approaching a national record! But how could Wang Hao be so fast?! And with such an amateur starting stance?!
As Liu Dong was doubting life itself, on the other side, Wang Hao was also dumbfounded!
Too fast!
Holy crap, even faster!
No freaking way, I must slow down!
