The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 29 Champion
"We saw Li Ying move. She shouted and walked onto the field. Her weight was also 131 kilograms."

"Ha~"

"This is her signature move. Li Ying begins measuring the barbell."

"Dear viewers, the final moment of this competition is just around the corner. Let's look forward to it together..."

"Ha~"

Come on, one last push, finish it, join the national team, and realize your dream!
Li Ying suddenly exerted her strength.

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Chen Yanqing's scarred wrist finally fell into that warm right hand.

"So comfortable."

She thought to herself, "This feels so good."

On the television screen, there was an image of Li Ying lifting a barbell high. Zhao Xiaochui turned his gaze away from that image and looked at his scarred wrists and the legendary figure before him, riddled with wounds.

champion?

You fat girl, you're not good enough for me!

Chen Yanqing, you deserve it!

"open!"

A surge of joyful, exhilarating heat welled up within him.

Zhao Xiaochui suddenly closed his eyes and fell to the side.

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"Li Ying, Li Ying, she lifted it up steadily. Although her legs were slightly bent, she quickly adjusted."

"Three white lights, no problem."

"Li Ying has succeeded. She is now in first place overall, which is also the best result in the world this year."

Let's congratulate Li Ying, barring any unforeseen circumstances...

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"Holy crap!"

Backstage.

The veteran coach, who had been watching the commotion, finally changed his expression. He rushed over, took the unconscious Zhao Xiaochui from the veteran coach, and gently placed him on the ground.

"You brat, are you out of your mind?"

"Damn it, why are young people these days so vengeful?"

The veteran used dazzling techniques to press his hands onto Zhao Xiaochui's body. Sweat appeared on the old man's forehead, and those who noticed what was happening could clearly see the steam rising from the old man's head.

The folk legend has finally emerged. This is the true skill that ordinary people will never see. It is the true skill that can only be achieved through decades of unwavering dedication and a lifetime of unchanging faith.

However, the real skill was only displayed for a short time. Once the young men under his command were no longer pale, the veteran immediately stopped.

The old man assessed his own condition, and his serious expression quickly disappeared; it didn't take him much effort.

The veteran coach was relieved to see that his old friend was alright.

He glanced at Zhao Xiaochui, who was soaking wet, and waved to the side.

The national team staff, who had noticed this earlier, rushed over.

The veteran coach whispered something to the staff, who then quickly ran out.

"How are you?"

Only after confirming that no further accidents would occur did the two old men look at Chen Yanqing.

Chen Yanqing had been keeping her eyes closed, sensing the changes in her body. She only opened them when she heard the question. Then, under the astonished gazes of the two old men, she moved her wrists and slowly squatted down.

She touched Zhao Xiaochui's sweaty forehead and asked softly, "Just now, this child... risked his life?"

The two old men: "..."

“Now…” Chen Yanqing picked up the bandage again and tied it around her wrist one by one.

Amid the cheers of the Beijing team, he glanced at Li Ying, who was surrounded by the crowd, and nodded to the match assistant who was watching the situation.

"Are you sure?"

The competition assistant hesitated. He had seen many national athletes who were fearless, but this was weightlifting. If a mistake was made, and the barbell, weighing over 100 kilograms, came crashing down, it could really be fatal.

"I am sure."

According to the competition rules, this staff member had no reason to consult his supervisor. He glanced at the two elderly men beside him who showed no intention of stopping him, gritted his teeth, and pressed the timer. "Lift countdown, one minute!"

"........."

"Dear viewers, dear viewers, there's been an unexpected situation backstage."

The commentator's complex voice rang out, causing some audience members who were about to leave to stop in their tracks.

"The situation on site is that the countdown to the lift has started. If there are no unexpected events, we will have another athlete who will attempt to lift 133 kilograms next."

"..."

The audience hesitated and sat down again.

The national team leaders in the audience seemed to have learned something; their expressions changed drastically, and they all rushed off the stage.

If anything were to happen to that veteran general, every single one of them... would meet a terrible end.

But can the leaders stop Chen Yanqing?
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Zhao Xiaochui slowly opened his eyes. Beside him were two brand-new national team uniforms.

Anta, the complete set!
In my ears came the narrator's impassioned voice:

"Chen Yanqing has brought too many honors to the country. She had already retired, but she stood on the field without hesitation when the country called and despite her injuries."

"She is not only a legendary athlete, but also a symbol of spirit. Her perseverance, her hard work, and her love for the sport all tell us that the spirit of sports is never the exclusive domain of young people!"

"Let's applaud Chen Yanqing and cheer for the perseverance and courage of this 36-year-old veteran!"

"Regardless of today's results, she has already earned everyone's respect and admiration!"

On the screen, Chen Yanqing stood in the center of the arena, bowing slightly, with a calm yet determined smile on her face.

"Kid, change your clothes and get ready for your moment!"

The old man's words were very tempting, but Zhao Xiaochui shook his head. He changed his clothes, carefully put another national team uniform into his crossbody bag, and took out the five-star red flag.

Did you bring it?

The two old men looked complicated and shook their heads to indicate that they hadn't brought any. They were there to act as a scapegoat, not to win the championship.

But what difference does it make if they don't bring them? What are their identities anyway?
With just a wave of their hand, plenty of people would rush to deliver it to them.

But they didn't say anything; instead, they solemnly accepted the national flag from Zhao Xiaochui's hand.

Seeing the two old men's actions, Zhao Xiaochui smiled happily, feeling respected.

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Xiaochui turned and walked towards the exit without hesitation.

The two old men watched his retreating figure in silence. If at the beginning they could still see a desire for fame and fortune in this boy, now they could no longer see a trace of his attachment to this top-level arena.

The veteran opened his mouth and let out a deep sigh.

He knew that even if he spoke up, the child wouldn't stay.

Why can't this world be simpler?

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"Chen Yanqing, 133 kilograms!" The commentator's voice echoed in the stadium, and the noise in the audience instantly quieted down as everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Chen Yanqing took a deep breath, slowly squatted down, and firmly gripped the barbell with both hands. Her movements seemed slow, but they were full of power and rhythm.

She felt a warm current protecting the wounds all over her body, and the confidence she had in her youth was regained.

With a low growl, she exerted her strength, and the barbell slowly rose from the ground, tracing a beautiful arc.

Her arm muscles were taut, and her shoulder blades resembled two outstretched wings, a perfect combination of power and technique that had disappeared for ten years, reappearing on the field.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, with only her breathing and the faint sound of the barbell rubbing against the air remaining in the arena.

"Success! Three white lights are on! Chen Yanqing did it! She lifted 133 kilograms!"

"She raised up her dreams and perseverance! She raised up the sweat and tears of countless days and nights! At this moment, she is not only a champion, but also a warrior who wrote a legend with her scars and sweat!"

Let us give this veteran, this warrior, the warmest applause!

"Chen Yanqing, you are our pride, a legend in the weightlifting arena!"

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Backstage, the Beijing team was completely silent.

Li Ying rubbed her slightly sore knee, staring blankly at the figure gradually disappearing into the passageway.

The Champion of Volume One of "Rebirth of a Massage Therapist"

Finish!
(End of this chapter)