Li Chuanjia had qualified in first place in his heat with a time of 9.76 seconds, stunning everyone.
Everyone had thought that the Eastern Country had only one Su Ye.
Who knew they had another terrifying young athlete?
Andre De Grasse stared at Li Chuanjia in shock. He hadn't expected to lose again.
Remembering his earlier taunts, he felt terribly awkward, his face burning.
But Li Chuanjia didn't even glance at Andre De Grasse.
That kind of disregard was the greatest comeback, the greatest insult.
Seeing this, Andre De Grasse's confidence shattered completely.
Even if he'd lost, that didn't mean he was some nobody who could be ignored at will, did it?
Li Chuanjia returned to the rest area.
Director Chu immediately came over and said, "Well done. Get some rest and prepare for the next event."
"Got it, Director." Li Chuanjia nodded at once.
The second heat of the men's 100-meter preliminary rounds began soon after.
There were no domestic athletes in this heat.
Another domestic athlete competed in the third heat.
Each country was allowed only three entries in the 100-meter event.
This young athlete, Lu Shengfeng, was the third 100-meter runner alongside Li Chuanjia and Su Ye. The other three athletes were competing in the 200 meters.
Unlike Li Chuanjia, Lu Shengfeng attracted attention as soon as he appeared.
It wasn't because he was famous, but because Li Chuanjia had just delivered an impressive result.
Of the three athletes competing in the 100 meters, Su Ye was a world champion, a flying man.
Li Chuanjia had just run 9.76 seconds in the preliminary round.
Naturally, everyone was curious about how good the third athlete was.
Lu Shengfeng was still in good spirits.
He'd always been a carefree sort.
Like Li Chuanjia before him, he began to get