Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Chapter 203 War 1 is about to begin

"I thought the rain would stop soon like it did the other day, but it just kept getting heavier and heavier. It really doesn't know when to stop!"

Yu Wei looked up at the incessantly falling raindrops, feeling somewhat annoyed. His main purpose in coming here was to teach the Japanese relay team a lesson right on their home turf.

At last year's World Championships in Osaka, the Chinese team defeated the seemingly invincible Japanese men's sprint relay team thanks to their outstanding performance in baton passing.

With Lu Wei on the Chinese team, the Asian record is in China's favor. Even if the Japanese team has excellent teamwork, it will become increasingly difficult for them to defeat the Chinese team.

"Old Yu, this rain doesn't seem like it's going to stop anytime soon! If it gets any heavier, the athletes will be at risk of injury during the competition. Look at the situation in other countries, what's going on?"

Seeing that the rain was likely to continue, Feng Yong discussed with Yu Wei whether they should still participate in the upcoming competition.

As they were talking, the women's 4x100m relay had already started, and the track conditions seemed barely acceptable for the athletes.

All the European and American teams withdrew from the competition, leaving only four teams: China, Japan, Thailand, and South Korea.

"European and American players are all precious! They've put in so much effort, and now they're just canceling!"

An Jian, the head coach's secretary, was talking loudly to himself behind the two leaders.

"I'm telling you, stop making things worse. Do you know how much effort it takes to train an athlete? Is it really worth it to get injured just for participating in one competition? I think you've just sat in the office so long that your brain has become stiff!"

Yu Wei turned around, his voice not quiet either. The other team members were not far away, and An Jian's remarks were clearly a blow to their enthusiasm.

"Haha, that's hilarious, I'm dying of laughter!"

Shen Liang deliberately laughed loudly; he was indeed a very bold person. Everyone understood that An Jian was not ignorant of interpersonal relationships; being transferred to be a secretary to two leaders meant his professional abilities were certainly not lacking.

He wasn't born an athlete; he rose through the ranks almost entirely from the office. He and many office workers shared a subconscious belief: athletes should give their all in any competition, and completing the competition is their obligation, regardless of the circumstances.

Over the years, every year a group of veteran athletes leave the national team, and then a group of young athletes are brought in. The same is true for other sports; no matter how many athletes come and go, the results of the sports with which we have the advantage have never changed.

So when there's a problem with the results, they focus their search on the athletes. The pressure from higher-ups is immense, so they pinpoint the failure to a minor mistake, then escalate the issue and make it a major problem.

In their eyes, athletes should repay the country's support with selfless dedication; otherwise, they should be replaced.

Such people are often deeply hated; they misjudge their own position, so in the eyes of the athletes, they seem like fools.

Shen Liang's hearty laughter meant he was being treated like a fool.

The other runners echoed with laughter, and if An Jian had turned around at that moment, he would have seen An Jian's undisguised expression of disdain.

In the women's 4x100m relay, all the participating athletes were very cautious. In the end, the Japanese team won the first place with a time of 44.02 seconds, while the Chinese team won the silver medal with a time of 44.25 seconds.

Neither team's performance was particularly impressive, and the athletes shouldn't be blamed at all; humans have a natural instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm. In a small competition of this level, only a fool would risk injury and give it their all.

After the women's relay race ended, the referees stopped the race because the weather was really not suitable for competition.

"Why are you still standing there? Go and contact them to find out what's going on!"

Feng Yong was getting a little anxious. An Jian had been somewhat bewildered by what Yu Wei had said and was sitting there blankly. The World Championships were his first time with the track and field team, and he was still quite reserved at the time, so he didn't notice anything amiss.

In a year, I traveled around with the national team to compete in various competitions, and gradually I dared to consider myself a veteran.

However, after going back this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave again.

He went down with a translator to communicate with the event organizing committee, who said that the current weather was no longer suitable for the athletes to compete. They needed to monitor the weather; if the rain continued, the final relay race could not proceed.

Staff covered the track with a tarpaulin to minimize its exposure to rainwater.

It was a bit cold after the rain, so everyone crowded around the vicinity of the stage.

By this time, both the Polish and Bahamian relay team members had already headed towards the athletes' tunnel. Clearly, they had abandoned the race and were rushing to catch their flight.

"If the weather continues like this, we'll head back and let the Japanese team run their own race!"

Feng Yong chatted with his teammates first. He was usually busy with work and rarely had the opportunity to communicate with his teammates.

The game, which was interrupted by rain, gave everyone a chance to get up close. Everyone felt that the two head coaches were quite easy to talk to, but the secretary was a bit of a pain in the neck.

After a while, the rain gradually subsided and eventually stopped. The organizing committee sent a liaison to the Chinese track and field team to inform them that after discussion, the venue still had the conditions to continue the competition, and they requested that the Chinese athletes come onto the field to warm up!

"Hey Pan, tell him, what's with the heat? We haven't even decided whether or not to participate in the competition yet!"

The translator hesitated for a moment before relaying the original words to the arriving liaison.

The liaison officer paused for a moment, then bowed and said, "Of course, you are free to participate in the competition! The staff is currently cleaning the venue, so please decide whether to participate as soon as possible. Sorry for the inconvenience."

Feng Yong's words salvaged the impression the office leaders had just lost.

"I think we should let the team members choose who participates, since they are the ones who will be competing."

As he spoke, he turned to the members of the sprint relay team and asked for their opinions.

"Let's go!" Shen Liang and Lu Wei's voices overlapped as they watched the Japanese relay team warming up in the distance, their fighting spirit gradually growing stronger.

"Let's do it! What are you waiting for? We can deal with them in the water too!"

After Zhang Yuanteng finished speaking, he looked at Hu Huo, who nodded in agreement.

"Now that you've decided, let's get out there and warm up. Don't waste any time!"

At Lu Wei's words, the five members of the relay team immediately got up and headed to the field.

Seeing the Chinese team preparing to warm up in the distance, he smiled at Yuan Xuanzhi: "Not bad! I thought they wouldn't dare to come, but they've got guts! Let's have our final battle here!"

Upon hearing what Nobuharu Asahara said, the other team members became more active in their warm-up exercises.

Competition between the two countries in all fields has never required mobilization or emotional build-up.

The Japanese team has four veteran players known for their accuracy and ruthlessness, while the Chinese team has Lu Wei, who never gives up, leading three other equally young players.

The war is about to start.