Movement, turn, pause, start.
Hardman was fully focused, with 100% concentration, not daring to be distracted.
In the season opener, Li Wei proactively shielded him, but his excessive excitement wasted the opportunity. If it weren't for Li Wei's adaptability and seizing the moment, the promising situation might have been ruined by his youthful enthusiasm.
Now, the opportunity arises again, and having learned from his mistakes, he must take heed.
Sprint!
Speed, released in an instant, as Li Wei said, never hold back.
Hardman turned into a streak of light, sprinting at full speed, defensive players misaligned one by one, even the player supposed to shadow Hardman vanished without a trace, allowing Hardman to instantaneously burst past ten yards, arriving smoothly.
Stop, turn, raise hand.
Whoa!
The football had already entered his embrace, accurately without any obstruction.
"Run, young man, run!"
