[So what exactly was Su God's performance?]
[Nine seconds, two-three.]
Even as Wu Yanni typed out this line, her heart was trembling a bit.
It was nine seconds two-three, after all. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it herself.
Let alone those who haven't witnessed it personally, especially fellow athletes, they definitely wouldn't believe such an outrageous thing.
[Nine seconds, two-three?]
[Is that for real?]
[Sister Wu, are you running a fever or something?]
[Could it be that Wang Ye knows some Illusion Technique?]
[With what you said, I really need to go back to Chengdu to see it for myself... ]
[Sister Wu, words like this shouldn't be said carelessly… If someone takes a screenshot and releases it, you might end up in trouble yourself.]
Wu Yanni sighed and replied with a line:
