Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Logically, to get Lu Wei to participate in the shot put competition, Wang Qiao should have communicated with Lu Wei himself first, and then approached the competition organizing committee. However, seeing that the athletes participating in the shot put competition were all warming up and about to check in, Wang Qiao could only complete the most urgent matter first, and then communicate with Lu Wei.

At this moment, Lu Wei was sitting alone in the stands, his eyes fixed on the field. Anyone who didn't know him would think he was also paying attention to what was happening on the field.

In reality, Lu Wei was currently processing the memories in his new body's brain. Since transmigrating, he hadn't yet thoroughly explored the situation in this new world. Memories would naturally surface whenever something happened, but Lu Wei remained completely unaware of other aspects of the situation.

As Lu Wei learned about this new world and the original owner of his body, he naturally became interested in things that didn't exist in his previous world. He was particularly interested in firearms and cars.

Having firearms is like having magical abilities in battle; it's far more effective than fighting head-on with weapons. Furthermore, cars offer far greater mobility than walking; even with a mount in combat, it might not be as effective as using a car.

"Lu Wei, there's something I need to tell you. I just signed you up for shot put, and the competition is coming up soon, so you'd better get ready." Wang Qiao's words interrupted Lu Wei's thoughts.

“I’m not interested in this project. The opponent is too weak. I have no interest in it…” Lu Wei’s train of thought was interrupted, and he really had no interest in paying attention to Wang Qiao.

"Be humble! You've never practiced shot put before, and the other team members aren't just picked up off the street. I'll be satisfied if you don't come in last." Wang Qiao didn't expect Lu Wei to give such a reason. He thought to himself that this kid was incredibly arrogant. He not only didn't appreciate the opportunity he had fought for, but he was also being picky.

"What a joke! How could they possibly compare to me!" Lu Wei felt that any comparison was an insult to him. He might have overestimated himself in the 400 meters, but he was definitely capable of the shot put.

When it comes to the issue of ability, the two people's perceptions are at opposite extremes.

“We track and field athletes don’t receive as much attention as athletes in other sports. In this sport, if you want to achieve results and increase your income, good performance is essential. More events mean more opportunities. The prize money for this competition isn’t much, but it will significantly improve your chances in national competitions. If you can win the World Championships, sponsors will come knocking on your door. For a poor student like you, any competition with prize money is a great opportunity!”

Wang Qiao knew perfectly well that talking to today's young people about a sense of honor was probably like talking to a brick wall, as their values ​​were fundamentally different. However, when it came to tangible benefits, everyone's perception was probably more or less the same.

Lu Wei thought about it and realized it made sense. Since his family didn't have a car, he could earn the money to buy one and give it a try. All his current experiences were based on other people's memories; he hadn't actually driven one himself yet, and he definitely wanted to try it sometime.

Lu Wei knew that private individuals were not allowed to carry firearms in China, but shooting ranges allowed live-fire practice, so he could try it out if he had nothing else to do.

Since driving and shooting both require money, I might as well participate in the shot put competition first; after all, I won't lose any weight.

Without hesitation, Lu Wei got up and went to the technical table to check in after making his decision. There were 16 athletes participating in the shot put competition, and Lu Wei's appearance immediately attracted discussion among the shot put athletes.

"Isn't this Lu Wei from Ningbo University's School of Physical Education? Why is he participating in the shot put competition? Can you double-check if it's him?"

"That's right, it's him. A 400-meter athlete who also competes in shot put, I've never seen such a combination before. But I'd be quite satisfied if he beat the 400-meter champion once!"

"Don't underestimate him. Once upon a time, he picked up a shot put and casually threw it from about 17 meters away, almost hitting me..."

The referee then led the athletes to the shot put area, and the discussion ceased. Because there were only a few athletes participating, the preliminary and final rounds were held together.

In the preliminary round, each athlete has three throwing opportunities, and the top eight athletes advance to the final. In the final, each athlete still has three throwing opportunities, and the athletes who make it to the final are ranked based on their best scores out of six throws.

Wang Qiao had no idea that Lu Wei would be participating in the shot put competition, but Coach Jiang's words seemed to make sense. So after the competition started, he went to the shot put venue to see how Lu Wei was doing; he was also very curious about it.

Because he was squeezed in, Lu Wei was scheduled to perform 16th.

The team members in front of him took turns throwing. Despite their burly build and even more robust appearance than Lu Wei, Lu Wei felt a deep sense of disdain for their first-round throwing results.

"This level of skill is enough to participate in the competition! I feel embarrassed just watching it!" Thinking of this, Lu Wei turned his throw away. He felt that competing with these people was like adults competing with children, which he found both simple and embarrassing.

It was finally Lu Wei's turn. He walked to the throwing area with a blank expression and picked up the shot put.

"Wow! Am I seeing things? Is that preparatory action for throwing a grenade?"

"He looked so disdainful just now, but I didn't expect him to be an amateur. I think his performance is just a matter of his order of appearance."

Wang Qiao frowned upon seeing this. In modern shot put competitions, athletes typically use a sliding or rotating throwing motion. However, regardless of the method used, the posture of holding the shot put near the cheek has been proven to be very scientific.

Lu Wei, holding the shot put with his body turned sideways towards the throwing direction, immediately drew laughter from the other athletes with his amateurish posture.

“He really has no foundation in shot put, but Coach Jiang insisted that I sign him up. Isn’t that just making me look bad? Coach Jiang is getting old after all…” Wang Qiao shook his head helplessly as he watched Lu Wei’s clownish performance in the throwing ring.

At this moment, Lu Wei picked up the shot put, swung his arm halfway up from bottom to top, as if he were about to throw a grenade. The range of his force made it impossible for anyone to tell which direction the ball would land, and it seemed that he hadn't trained much. As a result, the people standing on either side of him and behind him were so frightened that they all ran away to a distance.

After his first swing of his arm, Lu Wei failed to throw the shot put, which made the athletes and spectators laugh. They had never seen a professional athlete use such a throwing posture before.

"Hmph, laugh, a bunch of idiots!" Lu Wei ignored the reactions of the others. The previous movement was just to gather strength. He made the same movement again. This time, Lu Wei used the cushioning force to suddenly burst out of his arm and throw the shot put away.

"This guy is indeed impressive in the 400 meters, but his shot put result is probably abysmal. Look at his posture. Others use momentum to propel the shot put forward, which can minimize energy loss. But look at his action, he just flings the shot put away before it even leaves his hand... Am I seeing things?"

As the shot put landed, the coach, who had just been explaining the proper shot put technique to his team, was suddenly speechless at the sight before him.