All eyes shifted and fell on Lionel Grant, and a strong adoration erupted from the crowd.
"Damn, Lionel is awesome, the mover indeed. Please take my knees, and tell me in my sincere devotion how to be as amazing as you?"
"I have a feeling, I think Lionel will peak the moment he enters the competition, and no one will be able to break his record after that."
"What kind of feeling is that? This is damn well a fact, okay? Ah, just thinking about it suddenly makes me feel such pressure."
...
Praises came one after another.
Lionel climbed out of the pool with neither humility nor arrogance, grabbing a dry towel to wipe the sweat from his body.
In contrast to the crowded scene around him, the swimming pool was rather quiet, and aside from the coach, not many eyes remained on the rest of the swimmers.
As he was surrounded by people, Yolanda Gregory closely followed him to the endpoint.
Ryan Saxon blew the whistle again.
"Beep——"
"Yolanda Gregory, 16 minutes 03 seconds!"
