Both Leon and Byron breaking records are both unexpected and reasonable.

Although the results of the two men in the last World Cup are still some distance away from the fastest record, but now that two years have passed, the stupid bird will not stand still.

What's more, there is a competitive opponent who can promote their own progress, which is the case with Leon and Byron.

With such glory, no one in the British team can laugh.

Not to mention that Leon is the record winner, the result of the fourth game has declared that the British team has been insulated from the championship.

It is a pity that Byron Wood, the last morning star, failed to let his brilliance overshadow Leon as he wished.

Then they ushered in the last and strongest boss of the US team in the last game.

"Dear audience, what you are watching now is the final round of the parkour U17 World Cup finals!"

"Our long-awaited players are ready to start at the starting line. From now on, it will take less than 10 minutes to decide the winner of this World Cup!"

"Ellen!"

"America!"

The audience shouted the name of the source sent capital, for them, the ownership of this championship trophy has long been no suspense.

A five-second countdown appears on the big screen.

Out of a sense of ritual, all the audience excitedly counted down for the referee.

"Five!"

Yuan Qian all kicked the ground with his toes, well, the bows on the shoelaces were tied very nicely.

"Four!"

Raising his head and waving at Duo Yu and the others in the audience area, Yuan Qiandu received a bad-faced response from Heishi Liao and others.

"Three!"

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at his opponent, who looked a little nervous and serious.

"Two!"

Exhale lightly, now, the state is excellent.

"One! GO!"

A whistling wind brushed his cheeks, and Frank's eyes widened instantly.

The invisible wind gathers behind the man, and the trigger of the starting gun is his switch.

At that moment, the sound of the starting gun didn't announce the start of the game, but seemed to fire the source!

hateful!How could it be thrown away at the starting point!

Frank knew that he had no chance of winning, even before the start of the game, the only blessing the coach gave him was to run with all his strength.

As long as you do your best, you will have no regrets. Frank originally thought so.

After all, his opponent is Alan Glad who once made the parkourers of the same period live in the shadow.

However, due to the competitive spirit of a U17 top parkourer, Frank also cherishes this opportunity to run with Alan.

Now that this is the case, let's put aside all the worries and just enjoy the game.

Frank didn't know the source of his thoughts, and he didn't care. His only thought was to run at full speed to the finish line.

How could he let Leon enjoy the fruit of honor alone? Of course, this kind of food is only delicious if you share it with your friends, right?

I have to admit that Yuan Chi, who was originally not interested in this race, wanted to run to the finish line casually.

But now it is different, Leon has become the person who broke the U17 World Cup record, and will be used as the fastest player in every World Cup in the future, and everyone will praise him over and over again.

And that admiration builds on the bones of other great parkourers, including Alan Glad.

For example, people will say this when talking about Leon in the future: "Leon Hamilton? Ah~ is the holder of the fastest U17 World Cup record, and that is a record that even Allen has not broken! How awesome!"

——There will definitely be no shortage of arguments like this used to set off Leon.

In the long run, everyone will be left with the impression that Allen is inferior to Leon.

Absolutely right no way!

If this plot development is put into the "Soul of Parkour" comics, the source will definitely draw two clusters of burning flames in the eyes of "Alan".

Like Taha and Kuroishi Liao, Minamoto and Leon are also in an absolute competitive relationship, even more like Sakuragi Hanamichi and Rukawa Kaede in "Slam Dunk".

So Yuan Qiandu is really desperately running on the track now!

Jump with two legs and step on the stakes and run over, jump up and grab the vertical steel pipe-make a yo-bar.

Swinging from one end of the pole to the other, a perfect quick change of direction.

At the end of the day, he let the steel pipe play its final remaining value, stepping on the steel pipe with one foot and jumping to the next set of props.

"Look at the big screen!" Countless audience members exclaimed.

Because the organizer who was keenly aware of the highlights of this round called out the synchronization time of the last round of Leon and Byron Wood.

For example, for the group of props that Yuan Jidu just ran over, the big screen simultaneously shows how long it took Leon and Byron Wood to run here.

Compared with them, the running time of Yuan Jidu was shorter than those two.

possible!

Allen hopes to update the record that Leon just broke ten minutes ago!

"Ellen! Ellen!"

"Don't lose to Leon Hamilton!"

"The record is close! Hurry up! Alan, hurry up!"

At this moment, no matter which country the running fans are from, they have no stand.

They are now witnessing the birth of a legend sooner than the dust has settled.

No one paid attention to Frank, and no one paid attention to the outcome of the game.

Everyone only cares about whether Allen can create a new record that has never been done before in the U17 World Cup, and may not be seen in the future.

As far as the source can see, the spectators who shouted and cheered until they looked ferocious, and the various groups of grotesque obstacle props on the track all turned into unsightly scenery and swept back quickly.

The props in front of him couldn't stop him from moving forward. After climbing over one towering obstacle after another, Yuan Qian finally saw the bright red.

"It's almost the finish line! Alan is about to sprint!"

There is a strong hint in the commentary, and he is telling all the audience: a new record is about to be born!

With a huge swing of his arms, Yuan Ji soared into the air like a cheetah pouncing on his prey. With a light push of his hands, he flew over obstacles with an "orangutan jump".

However, after the orangutan jumped up, he leaped too high and stalled, and in the next second, he seemed to fail to land and hit the soft cushion.

But that's just "seems".

He firmly controlled the balance of his body, and the accident that seemed to be caused by the stall was also based on the careful calculation of his own ability.

The two legs are alternately passing the obstacle props, which is as light as being in outer space without gravity, and has a light and elegant aesthetic feeling.

The jumping distance is by no means what ordinary parkourers can jump, and the last jump even surpassed four meters.

As soon as he rolled and fell to the ground, Yuan Qiandu gently supported his body with five fingers, stood up and rushed across the red rope at the finish line at full speed.

"New record! Born!!!"

"The captain of the U.S. team! Alan Glad once again rewrote the new parkour U17 World Cup record set by his teammate Leon! This new record may be a giant peak that no latecomer will be able to break through~! Itsamazing!"

The commentator emptied his head and piled praises on Yuan Kaidu one by one.

The salute was fired, flowers, teddy bears and other things that could be used to express congratulations were thrown into the arena by the audience.

The venue that vacated the 350-meter track and the huge auditorium area can only hear such a name-Alan.

auditorium.

Heishi Liao let out a snort as he watched Yuan Qiandu being thrown high by Daniel, Matthew and others on the big screen.

There was a distorted expression on his face, "I want to laugh subconsciously, but I think Yuan Chuan is my opponent, so I can't laugh. I must not let people in Xihe know that I am happy".

"Sure enough the winner is Team USA."

The Japanese U17 team member did not know what he said, and he was both happy and regretful.

"Of course, there was no Yuanjun last time, and the U.S. team also came in second. If we have Yuanjun and don't win the championship, no one will play in the next World Cup."

"What is your Gen-kun! It's obviously our family's! Don't claim other people's cubs casually!" Matsuo Shinsuke asked Shark Tooth, a U17 student from another school in Japan.

Oi Chuan laughed leisurely: "That's right, you, Xihe, are half champions."

Hearing this, all the parkour runners from Xihe present looked ashamed.

No one wants this rounded "honor".

"Hey, all the first graders." Ji Chuanxiang said suddenly: "The task of revenge will be entrusted to you, and the U17 World Cup in two years will be the same as Alan and Leon, not too many, just set the record once. "

Freshmen from all colleges present: "..."

The concubines can't do it!

"Record" The cabbage in this field is guarded by the evil dragon from the capital, how could they steal the cabbage!

Although the Japanese representative team was eliminated, the team led by Yugen Kento won the championship. Matsuo Shinsuke and the others did not find it too difficult to accept.

——but still suffocating!

So when the Japanese team was going back to China, no one told Minamoto.

Let that guy from Genjitsu die alone in the United States holding the championship trophy, bastard!

however--

"Beep--!"

The loud horn sound made the players of the Japanese representative team who were crossing the road with their luggage and preparing to enter the airport turn their heads, and they were suddenly blinded!

The hot red sports car was parked on the side, the door opened upwards, and the person in the driver's seat pinched the temple and took off his sunglasses while getting out of the car.

The person who came was smiling as coquettishly and recklessly as his sports car: "You are really too polite, you didn't say anything when you were leaving, and I came here to see you off."

Everyone on the Japanese team: "..."

"Xiaodu, what are you wearing?" Xiaolin Xiaoshu's mouth twitched.

"Huh? The latest necklace."

"What we're asking is what are you wearing around your neck?" Ji Chuanxiang's rarely seen brows were beating, with a look of patience.

"Super limited edition custom necklaces, no more than ten pieces in the world~"

"You guy—" Matsuo Shinsuke looked like a ghost, "If you want to use them to hang yourself at the airport, I can help you!"

The expressions of the members of the Japanese team at the moment were in sync with Matsuo Shinsuke.

Even the most loyal Tahakaze Tsuji and Sena Jun betrayed their fans, with a look of approval.

Because Yuan Qiandu's current attire is too arrogant and irritating!

——There are actually five shiny golden U17 World Cup medals hanging around his neck!

Has anyone come to the airport dressed like this? !

I'm afraid I didn't want to come here to kill them!

This is so ridiculous!

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