Orc Undead Sports Warrior

"When did you start hiding things from me? You improved your best time by almost 2 seconds in one day. I'm not senile yet, and you're already trying to fool me."

Coach Jiang didn't believe Lu Wei's previous achievements. After all, the fact that he could jump from a first-class athlete to a near-international athlete in just one day was unbelievable to anyone.

"Coach Jiang, you're joking with me again. Results are something that can't be faked. If you don't believe me, you can go to Lu Wei and verify it..." Wang Qiao could only helplessly defend himself. If he were Coach Jiang, he would also find it hard to believe that Lu Wei had improved so much in the 400 meters.

"I asked you, what authority do you still have in front of your players? Well, at least you've finally got a chance to shine. Congratulations! Training an international athlete is also an achievement for you!"

On the track, after Hu Yuan calmed down, he walked over to Lu Wei and greeted him: "Congratulations on winning the championship. You are still a student and have achieved such a great result. You have a bright future ahead of you. Keep it up!"

Hu Yuan is, after all, a veteran player who has been through countless battles. When he encounters an opponent stronger than himself, he can afford to lose.

"My skills are still not as good as yours. I'll learn from you, and let's work hard together!" This was said by Hu Yuan.

Lu Wei became famous overnight. After the game, every athlete he encountered in the stadium greeted him with admiration.

In competitive sports, the strong are always respected.

On the track and field, the shot put competition is about to begin, and the athletes have already started their trial throws. The overall strength of shot put in Ningcheng is not strong, with athletes generally achieving scores between 17 and 19 meters.

The athletes participating in the shot put competition were taking turns to try their throws. After one athlete's throw, the trajectory was slightly off, and the shot put landed near Lu Wei, who was preparing to return to the Ningbo University sports student stands.

Lu Wei picked up the shot put and weighed it in his hand: "This lump of iron has some weight to it. How can this be considered an event? Ridiculous!"

As he spoke, Lu Wei casually tossed the shot put back. This seemingly casual throw almost caused a commotion among the athletes who were trying to throw the shot put.

The shot put was thrown back and landed 2 meters in front of the throwing area before rolling toward the athlete who was warming up.

Several athletes, seeing the shot put rolling towards them, were so frightened that they dodged to the side. One athlete, reacting slowly, even had to scramble and roll to avoid it.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you using so much force to pick up the ball?"

"Yeah, it scared me to death. If I hadn't dodged quickly, I would have been seriously injured."

Lu Wei smiled at the crowd without apologizing, then turned and returned to his stand. For him, his match was over. He would just watch the rest of the game casually, and if it didn't interest him, he would simply say goodbye and go home.

What happened just now was just a minor incident on the court, but it didn't escape Coach Jiang's notice. Ever since he met Lu Wei today, he has been keeping a close eye on this young man with outstanding physical attributes and an imposing presence, and he has also been paying close attention to his off-court behavior.

To others, this operation seemed ordinary, but to Coach Jiang, the scene just now was quite intriguing.

The athlete who just tried throwing it did at least 16 meters, and with the rolling distance, it must have been at least 17 to 18 meters. Lu Wei picked up the shot put effortlessly before it even stopped rolling, and then casually tossed it back.

With such ease, the shot put returned almost entirely to the throwing area, indicating that Lu Wei's throw was at least 15 meters. Not just Chinese athletes, but the entire world can only count on one hand the number of athletes who can effortlessly throw a 7.26 kg shot put 15 meters.

The wrist strength he displayed while casually picking up the rolling shot put only intensified Coach Jiang's interest in Lu Wei.

"Coach Wang, has Lu Wei ever participated in professional shot put training before?" Coach Jiang then asked Wang Qiao.

"No, the only thing he can do well is the 400-meter race; he doesn't have much talent in throwing events," Wang Qiao truthfully told Coach Jiang about Lu Wei's situation.

"Are you sure? I don't think he lacks talent in this project. It seems you've failed as a coach!" Coach Jiang was clearly not satisfied with Wang Qiao's definitive answer.

"Coach Jiang, I am telling the truth. His strength is not outstanding even among track and field athletes at the sports academy, let alone compared with athletes specializing in throwing events."

Wang Qiao was giving pre-competition instructions to the athletes who were about to compete and did not see what happened in the shot put area. He was completely baffled by Coach Jiang's question.

“My suggestion is to let him participate in the shot put competition. You can coordinate with the event organizing committee to add him in so I can see his potential in throwing events.”

Coach Jiang's earlier question had already left Wang Qiao confused, and he hadn't expected his former boss to make this request again. Although the Ningcheng Track and Field Championships appeared to have strict requirements, as long as the athlete belonged to a participating unit and the reason wasn't unreasonable, it wasn't impossible to negotiate for both field events and individual athletes.

It just so happens that two people from Ningbo University's School of Physical Education signed up for the shot put event, but one of them sprained his arm during training and can't participate this time. Replacing him with another athlete would be a reasonable solution.

"Then I'll go and talk to them. But Coach Jiang, are you sure you want Lu Wei to participate in the shot put competition?" Wang Qiao asked, making sure he wasn't hallucinating.

"Yes, if you have trouble communicating, I can use my connections to smooth things over. I've dealt with some of the leaders on the event organizing committee before, and I think they'll still give me face."

Coach Jiang's tone was very firm, so Wang Qiao couldn't say anything more. He then went to find Director Yu of the event organizing committee.

"Old Yu, one of my team members is injured and can't participate in the shot put competition. I'd like to find someone else. Could you make an exception for me?"

Director Yu is a director in the event department of Ningcheng Sports Bureau. He usually has a good relationship with Wang Qiao. When he heard their request, he laughed and scolded, "Do you think the Ningcheng Championship is your school sports meet? You can't just add people whenever you want. How can you do such a shameless thing at your age?"

Wang Qiao was also helpless and told Director Yu what had just happened.

"Haha, you're really in a bind. You finally trained a champion athlete, and if he comes in last place in the shot put, you're just slapping yourself in the face! But it's just that Ningcheng is relatively weak in track and field, so even if we participate in the national competition, we don't have much hope. That's why I can vouch for you. If it were another major sports province, Old Jiang would have to find someone himself. Alright, I'll add you to the team!" Director Yu agreed readily.

"Thanks, I'll treat you to a drink sometime!" After all, they were old acquaintances, and Wang Qiao was prepared to spend a little money himself when asking someone for a favor.

"That's a must. You, Wang Qiao, have trained a 400-meter champion. Even without today's incident, I would still make you lose some weight. But because of today's incident, you have to treat me to a big meal!"