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Chapter Thirty-Three(2/2)

Luo Ning took it and took a detour to the rostrum.

This time, I finally saw clearly what was happening on the runway—

The other 8 players were left far behind, with only No. 5 and No. 6 being comparable in strength.

The finish line has been opened, and it is only a hundred meters away from the two!

The commentator beside her shouted excitedly: "The competition is coming to an end! The finishing point is not far away! Let us witness the birth of the champion together!" She paused, unable to hide her emotions and said her heart, "Come on Ye Jing!"

At the same time, a louder voice came from the audience, "Come on Ye Jing!" "Ye Jing will win!"

The No. 5 player seemed to slow down and was quickly pulled three steps away by No. 6.

The cheers became more and more wanton.

Seeing that Bo Qiancheng was about to lose, Luo Ning was a little anxious, and widened her hands to her mouth and shouted loudly to the audience: "Come on No. 5!"

She shouted so hard that she was just a stone to jump into the lake and soon sank.

The commentator glanced at her with the look of looking at the monster and continued to cheer for Ye Jing. Before he could shout two words, the microphone in his hand was snatched away.
Chapter completed!
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