Coach Li Xue had once been sprinter, so he was more knowledgeable about speed than Shuren Zhao was. Shuren Zhao could judge athletes' place at the bend, but Li Xue could make direct judgements on a sprinter's speed.
"Yue Zhao is fast!" Li Xue pursed lips, his eyes were shining.
The audience was made up of coaches and athletes. Even though the 200m was not their speciality, they had knowledge on it. As the saying went, "the inexperienced see the appearance, and the experienced appreciate the contents". Yue Zhao's performance had garnered many people's attention.
"That guy took the lead in the beginning. Is that Yue Zhao?"
"I haven't seen him in more than three years. I heard that he retired, and that this is his comeback. I didn't expect that he would still be this strong."
At that moment, Yue Zhao was the first to hit the straight track. Obviously, he was far ahead of the competition.
