Orc Undead Sports Warrior

"That shot was pretty good, just the arc was a bit off, a little low! But the effect was still good, let's see how far it goes." Feng Yong was closely watching the effect of Lu Wei's shot. Coach Jiang and Wang Qiao were also watching the big screen at this time. The big screen in the center of the field showed the TV broadcast, and the electronic screen next to it was used to report the athletes' scores.

"Lu Wei's throw result is in: 87.78 meters. This significantly breaks his own national record set just over ten minutes ago, and also breaks the Asian record previously held by Japanese star Akihiro Mizoguchi. Congratulations to Lu Wei and the Chinese track and field team."

Yang Li got excited; he probably never expected Lu Wei to achieve such results in the competition.

"With this shot, Lu Wei has regained third place and has another chance. Now it seems that anything is possible."

In front of the television, Mr. and Mrs. Lu were also moved.

"I feel like my son has suddenly blossomed this year. I've never heard of him achieving any rankings in Ningcheng before, but he's suddenly had a breakout year. This kid's been keeping a low profile; I really didn't see that coming before!"

Mr. Lu is now immersed in the pride his son brings. In the past two days, his colleagues have been asking about Lu Wei's situation, and many have even made appointments with him to get his son's autograph when Lu Wei returns. Lu Wei has now become an idol in the hearts of young people.

"That's because you didn't pay enough attention to your son. You always thought that he wouldn't amount to anything by playing sports. Now that your son is doing well, you're all smiles in front of your colleagues every day."

Seeing that Lu's father was getting carried away all day, Lu's mother gave him a little nudge.

"Nonsense, how could I not pay attention to my son! This kid never had any opinions about school before, he just tried to get into a sports major and got in. If we had persisted, he definitely wouldn't have stuck to sports."

Mr. Lu spoke with conviction, saying that Lu Wei was not like this before. They always thought that sports could suddenly make a child without ideals full of fighting spirit. Little did they know that the child was still their child, but his soul was that of an orc.

Perhaps feeling the pressure from Lu Wei, Pete Camaki put all his strength into this throw, but he rushed too hard and lost control of his body, his right hand touching the throwing line, resulting in a scoreless throw.

Only one round remains in the entire competition.

Having barely settled into third place before Lu Wei pulled him down, Gale now looked like a raging bull, striding angrily into the throwing area.

He used all his strength in that throw, but in field events, too much of a good thing can be bad; using too much strength doesn't necessarily yield good results.

His release angle was a bit off; the javelin was clearly off-target, but he kept yelling as if it would help his score.

With this throw, he only managed 82.85 meters. Gale's competition at this World Championships has come to an end, and he did not finish in the top three.

Ivanov committed another foul on this shot; he is currently ranked 6th among all players.

The Latvian athlete also committed a foul with that throw. Now, the lower-ranked athletes are going all out, throwing with great aggression, but the risks are also much greater, and they can easily make a mistake.

Next up was Lu Wei's turn. He decided to remeasure his steps from the throwing line. Each team member only had 90 seconds to throw, and exceeding the time limit would result in a foul. Remeasuring the steps at this point was risky; if time was running out and the shot was rushed, it would be better to use the previous steps.

"This kid has guts. He dares to pull this stunt even at a time like this. I would never do that. Let's see how it goes." Wang Qiao's heart was in his throat. Although Lu Wei could still secure a top-3 finish even if this shot didn't result in a score, it's still the sports industry, and everyone wants to achieve the best possible results in the competition.

"That running start is over 50 meters! Are you crazy? Are you going to throw yourself out too?"

Seeing that Lu Wei had walked more than 50 meters away, Coach Jiang was also surprised. Almost no team members had ever chosen such a long run-up distance in javelin competitions before, as their arms might have gotten sore by the time they were supposed to throw.

The big screen was focused on Lu Wei. When he stretched out his arms and clapped, the entire audience clapped along rhythmically. Most of the audience members were track and field fans. They knew that Lu Wei was asking for applause. Although they were a little annoyed with Lu Wei, they still behaved very well in terms of spectator etiquette.

Moreover, this is a crucial moment in the championship battle, and the audience wants to see a thrilling match.

The women's 4x400m relay was about to begin, but to minimize interference from Lu Wei's throw, the referee waited until Lu Wei had finished his throw before starting the race. Now he was the focus of everyone's attention, with the audience and athletes all watching Lu Wei's final throw.

Lu Wei took a deep breath, the rhythm of war drums echoing in his mind, and then roared as he began his running start.

This time, he didn't control his pace or try to go as fast as possible.

Normally, people would raise the javelin overhead during their run-up. But because Lu Wei had a long enough run-up distance, he held the javelin and ran like he was in a sprint race.

"Wow!" Exclamations of surprise rang out from the front of the field. This was probably the first time many people had ever seen such a scene since they started watching track and field competitions.

When he was 10 meters away from the throwing line, Lu Wei raised the javelin above his head, but the speed did not decrease much.

Three meters from the throwing line, Lu Wei pulled the javelin back with all his might, pulling it to its limit.

The next step was to throw the javelin forward with force, and with the force of his arm, Lu Wei's body flew into the air.

The leap was very graceful, and Lu Wei's body was almost parallel to the ground in the air.

After landing, Lu Wei's hand almost touched the edge of the throwing line, but at the last moment, Lu Wei did not commit a foul.

This time, the javelin flew almost diagonally into the air, without much of an arc. Based on his understanding of javelin-type weapons from his previous life, Lu Wei was always unwilling to use such showy throwing methods in competitions.

"My God, is this some kind of killing spree? This isn't just throwing; it's like hurling a spear into the enemy's ranks during battle!"

At this moment, Pete Camaraki was completely out of control. He put his hands behind his head and had a bad feeling after Lu Wei's shot.

The javelin looked like a bullet that had just been fired. It should have risen slightly, but due to gravity, it flew forward almost parallel to the ground.

Amid gasps from the audience, the javelin landed just outside the 90-meter line.

The referee raised the white flag, indicating that the shot was valid. Everyone knew that Lu Wei was now ranked first, even before the final score was announced!

Amidst the jubilation in the Chinese sports delegation area, Lu Wei's result appeared on the electronic screen: 90.65 meters.

"My God, Lu Wei's throw was incredible! He's the first Asian to throw over 90 meters, leaving very few opportunities for the remaining two team members! Lu Wei is so close to winning his first World Championship gold medal!"

Commentator Yang Li was shouting wildly with abandon.