Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Chapter 189 The 10-second barrier has been broken.

Who would have thought! These people, who are usually so quiet, were actually competing with each other!

Logically speaking, while today's start wasn't exactly my best, it was definitely an improved version of last year's. If I had run the 100 meters when I first started out last year, I probably wouldn't have been able to beat these guys in the National Championships.

These people generally have a time of 10.2 to 10.3 seconds, but they still seem to have great potential.

Although he didn't see Wen Ningyi, Lu Wei could sense that he was also watching him closely and running desperately.

Orcs love challenges, and Lu Wei, far from being surprised, became excited. A match is more interesting when there are opponents; if the outcome is predetermined beforehand, life loses a bit of its fun.

Now that I've become everyone's role model, I absolutely cannot let everyone down!

At the 40-meter mark, Shen Liang was nearly 1 meter ahead of him. This kid had been in the weight room for a while, always looking like he was about to die, and today it seemed to have some effect.

Perhaps the lack of competitiveness in domestic competitions is one reason, but the fact that he still has this ability after running three races today is truly a great improvement.

No wonder so many people can't help but sigh at the fleeting nature of time and reminisce about their youth.

Young people are incredibly malleable; as long as they are willing to grow, they can achieve their goals and realize their ideals.

Ultimately, one's achievements will not be too far from expectations, and that is something to be proud of as well.

At this moment, Lu Wei suddenly felt that it was really great to be able to live a second life. Life is so wonderful, and even if he was reborn as a husky after time-traveling, he should still live like a husky.

At this moment, a smile appeared on Lu Wei's face. He felt both challenged and motivated in life, and he was very happy and joyful.

After this distance, Lu Wei's body gradually straightened up. Being too tall also has disadvantages in sprinting. Shen Liang can probably straighten up after 30 meters, Zhang Yuanteng needs 35 meters, and Lu Wei himself needs more than 40 meters.

These young men have used up their window of opportunity; now it's time for them to make their mark.

Lu Wei has finally found his rhythm. His stride frequency has increased, and although it looks to the audience like he is taking big strides, the displacement effect is already very obvious.

Yu Cheng's "Little Cannon" had already fallen behind; his rhythm remained poor after the start, and he had already reached his limit by now. Shen Liang was still nearly a meter ahead of Lu Wei, while Zhang Yuanteng was only slightly behind Lu Wei, with the two practically on the same level.

Judging from the sound, Hu Ge and Huo Jianhua are now close to him, and their rhythm hasn't gone out of control yet. It seems that this fastest graduate student has also used all his strength.

The actual rankings are roughly in line with Lu Wei's prediction. Shen Liang is running ahead, with Lu Wei less than a meter away. Zhang Yuanteng and Shen Liang are also not far behind him. Zhao Gang is in 5th place. If we use the health bar to judge his remaining potential, he is probably already at the bottom.

Wen Ningyi, who started in 7th place, has now burst the little cannon's chrysanthemum and is closely following behind Zhao Gang.

It's been a long time since China's athletics scene has seen such a sight; the audience members stood up excitedly, and everyone cheered instinctively.

They can't quite say who they're cheering for anymore; they're just swept up in the excitement of the atmosphere.

At this moment, Wang Qiao couldn't sit still either. He was worried for Lu Wei, as it was hard to tell who would win the final championship.

Now he was full of doubts. Logically speaking, Lu Wei had a clear advantage over the others, so why did he have such a difficult time in the first half of the race?

However, relying on his intuition, he felt that the situation was probably not like that.

It must be because all of these team members performed very well; that's for sure. You can tell the difference in speed yourself!

Having dedicated half his life to sports, Wang Qiao trusts his judgment and his intuition.

Lu Wei felt that Shen Liang was really hard to overtake today. Normally, he would have overtaken him by now, but he didn't expect this guy to be so resilient.

Zhang Yuanteng was also sticking close to him. Although he gradually managed to shake him off, the kid was putting in a lot of effort. They were both good guys.

Pushing hard against the ground and swinging his arms forcefully, Lu Wei was now like a raging wild beast.

Shen Liang's initial advantage, built up over the first 40 meters, was gradually eroded and then collapsed.

After 70 meters, Lu Wei's speed had reached an unbeatable level. He was moving backward in Lu Wei's line of sight at a relative distance of almost one meter per second. After being overtaken, he didn't even have time to keep up with Lu Wei before being left behind.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanteng also seemed to have little resistance. Faced with Lu Wei's berserk behavior, he realistically shifted his attention to Shen Liang on his right.

Now the two can only fight for second place. After Lu Wei ran far away, the two continued their battle.

He could barely sense any opponents around him. With just 5 meters to go, Lu Wei raised his hands high.

This victory was hard-won. The audience can only remember his amazing speed in the last 30 meters, but it is difficult to appreciate the difficult transitions between the start, the middle of the race, and the middle of the race.

Technically speaking, Lu Wei's sprinting skills are impressive, but his physical abilities are so strong that his teammates can only look up to him in disbelief.

After Lu Wei crossed the finish line, he raised his hands high, looking as proud as a king greeting his subjects.

The audience loved Lu Wei's move, and the female spectators screamed.

After the cheers began, Zhang Yuanteng and Shen Liang crossed the finish line almost at the same time. Both of them thought they had won the runner-up and were celebrating.

Hu Huo followed closely behind them across the finish line, and Wen Ningyi overtook Zhao Gang in the final moments. He excitedly pumped his fist; finishing fifth in a domestic competition might not be something to celebrate, but he still had reason to be happy.

He finally defeated the person who had seemed invincible to him years ago, and he seems to be slowly understanding a truth: In the long river of life, there may be some opponents who seem insurmountable at certain times.

However, time gives everyone the same opportunities, and at this age, defeating Zhao Gang is not difficult.

Watching the national team members celebrate, Zhao Gang gasped for breath, his eyes somewhat dazed. He couldn't understand how that skinny boy from a few years ago could beat him in just a few years. Back then, he could easily defeat him with only 7% of his strength!

Can players who make it into the national team undergo such a dramatic change?

Impossible. I was once a member of the national team, but I didn't feel that way at all during those years.

He felt no pride in the tone of his relatives and friends' disdain for Chinese athletics; instead, he felt like he was taking the blame for Chinese sprinting.

This feeling is very unpleasant, especially when losing to Japanese players in an Asian competition. It feels like living on the edge of a storm.

Given the attitude of Northeasterners towards the Japanese, I was almost always met with ridicule and sarcasm every time I went home.

They believe they have a thousand reasons to defeat their opponents, yet they are never willing to calmly listen to their own thoughts.

I was furious and helpless, but had nowhere to confide in.

Since there's really no future in this, we might as well just give up and go all out. You've already talked about it to death, so if it gets any worse, it'll be just as deserving of the title.

Looking at these Chinese team members in front of me, the oldest of them is probably three years younger than me now. If I had these people by my side back then, maybe I would have persevered.

We really missed it!

"Coach Wang, congratulations on training such a good student!" After Lu Wei won the championship, Coach Sun took the initiative to walk up and shake hands with Wang Qiao. The scene just now excited even this champion coach who was used to big occasions.

"Coach Sun, you flatter me. Our goal is to produce a Liu Fei in our projects during our lifetime, and your achievements in this project have always been our benchmark. Without a Liu Fei breakthrough, none of us would dare to even dream of it. Only by daring to dream can we dare to do it!"

"You guys are all great! I'm definitely going to be a sucker for you at this Olympics!"

As he spoke, Yu Wei slapped the two men hard on the shoulders, and coaches from other projects also came up to shake hands with Wang Qiao.

Those of us who work in track and field can all tell that this shot will likely set a new national record.

The track and field stadium, which had been quiet for most of the afternoon, finally erupted in cheers again.

On the track, Shen Liang and Zhang Yuanteng were arguing heatedly about who would be second.

The two men asked Lu Wei, who waved his hand and said, "If you want to argue, go away and don't embarrass yourselves here! If you two want to ask someone, ask the people behind you!"

There was nothing else to do, so I went to ask Hu and Huo again, but I still got rejected!

There was nothing they could do but wait for the results. But the 100-meter final results were delayed, which made the two of them very anxious.

This situation can only mean that either the result exceeded the referees' expectations and they were repeatedly checking, or someone committed a foul and the referees were repeatedly reviewing the game video.

Just as the crowd's discussion was turning the stadium into a marketplace, the results finally appeared on the electronic screen.

First place: Lu Wei, 9.98 seconds;

Second place, Zhang Yuanteng, 10.16 seconds;

Third place, Shen Liang, 10.17 seconds;

Fourth place, Hudson-Howard, 10.23 seconds;

Fifth place, Wen Ningyi, 10.32 seconds...

At this moment, the radio announcer broadcast the results of the 100-meter final: "After confirmation by the referees, Lu Wei's time of 9.98 seconds is valid. The wind speed during the race was a tailwind of 0.5 meters per second, so the result is valid! Congratulations to Lu Wei for becoming the first Asian to run under 10 seconds. Let's give a round of applause to today's hero. We also congratulate the other four members of the national team for achieving excellent individual results. We hope that the Chinese men's 4x100-meter relay team can give us even greater surprises at the Olympics!"

The host was very good at creating an atmosphere on stage, and after a few minutes of silence, the audience started screaming again.

Today's match was worthwhile, even though many people received free tickets, there were also many people who were too lazy to come even with free tickets.

They're probably kicking themselves now.

The media workers at the scene certainly wouldn't let this explosive news slip by, and they immediately surrounded Lu Wei with their cameras and microphones.

"Lu Wei, after you broke the 10-second barrier, is there anything you particularly want to say?"

"Lu Wei, I'm a news reporter from CCTV. After breaking the 10-second barrier, who do you most want to tell this news to?"

"Lu Wei, do you think this result is your limit? Has your goal for the Olympics changed because of this?"

In an instant, many media outlets rushed to Lu Wei's side with their cameras and microphones. He answered the interviews from various media outlets as simply as possible, and then slowly walked towards the audience seats.

The media had been following Lu Wei closely, afraid of missing any crucial details. Finding him so calm, everyone was a little bewildered; he didn't seem like a 20-year-old at all—he was too composed.

Although they couldn't outrun Lu Wei, the others were still very excited. Witnessing a breakthrough in the limits of what is possible for people of Asian descent, after giving their all and achieving their best results, the other four were also thrilled, because everyone had worked hard and their efforts had yielded a good result.

At this moment, some media noticed that all five members of the national team had uncontrollable smiles on their faces and suggested that the five of them take a group photo.

The proposal was readily accepted, after all, it was a moment worth several years in the making!

Yu Wei was so excited that he patted each of his teammates on the neck after they came up.

Perhaps because he was too excited, his slap didn't go far enough, and it made Shen Lang and Zhang Yuanteng howl in pain.

He was the one who jumped up and hit Zhang Yuanteng, but when it came to Lu Wei, he could only hit his arm.

"This kid is like a steel plate; he hit me so hard my hand hurts!"

At this point, Yu Wei could no longer simply discuss the phenomena; he could only say whatever came to mind.

It took the host a lot of effort to quiet the audience down.

Actually, his words didn't have much effect. It was just that the audience was running out of energy and needed to rest, so after a few more minutes of partying, they did him a favor.

This is probably the first time since Liu Xiang won the gold medal at the Athens Olympics that he has been the focus of everyone's attention on the field.

He seemed quite amused by the scene, maintaining a smile even after the referee allowed him to get on the track.

He felt a sense of relief, finally someone was helping him share the burden of everyone else's attention.

Another point is that his performance today is definitely not going to be very good. With the Achilles tendon injury, Liu Feiren just wants everyone to ignore him during the competition.

I'm really afraid of something going wrong today. I'll be satisfied as long as the competition ends smoothly.

By the time everyone came to their senses, Liu Feiren had already crossed the finish line.

He started at his usual training pace, steady yet fierce, taking seven steps to reach the hurdles. After the third hurdle, he surged ahead, finally releasing all his strength after clearing the tenth hurdle, letting the momentum carry him across the finish line.

This is what domestic competitions are like, requiring the bare minimum of physical exertion. Fortunately, my Achilles tendon is fine.

Four years after winning the world championship, Liu Xiang finally saw a teammate who could potentially stand at the same level as him.

It seems the efforts of this generation are about to bear fruit!