"Begin!" With Sun Yanlin's loud shout.
Rocket propelled himself with the strength of his arms, shooting upward abruptly, his feet rapidly stepping onto protrusions, followed by a powerful push from both hands and feet, propelling himself further upwards.
Rocket would climb the cliff for several hours every day. For him, climbing seemed even easier than walking on flat ground.
With the incentive of one million yuan, he felt explosive power filling his entire body. His speed today was obviously faster than usual. In such a state, he could even place high in a national competition.
"Ah!" Suddenly, a cry of alarm sounded beside his ear, followed by silence from behind. Rocket ignored it, focusing on his movements. No sound could distract him from winning this competition now.
Rocket was concentrated, while everyone else gaped, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
It wasn't Rocket's extraordinary performance that shocked them, but Su Weifeng's.
