Orc Undead Sports Warrior

The results of the team members ahead of them varied, with the best scorer not exceeding 18.5 meters. Lu Wei's first throw, however, clearly exceeded 19 meters.

When the referee went to the shot put's landing point to measure the score, the other coaches and athletes no longer had the mind to make sarcastic remarks; everyone was waiting for the referee to announce the score.

"Result valid, 19.12 meters." After confirming the result, the referee announced Lu Wei's score.

"Wow..." Lu Wei's result drew a gasp from everyone. No one expected that this unconventional, strong man could take the lead with such an awkward posture. Based on everyone's results, Lu Wei's performance held an absolute advantage; none of the other competitors had the ability to clear 19 meters.

So you could say that one shot decided the fate of the game.

Wang Qiao was stunned when the results came out. Even a haphazard throw could reach 19 meters; with proper training, he'd be a world champion. He was puzzled; he'd trained Lu Wei for over a year without noticing his talent, so how did Coach Jiang see it so quickly?

"Sigh, Coach Jiang is still the most cunning one! I've embarrassed myself today, but at least I managed to get a player with great athletic talent." Wang Qiao muttered to himself. At that moment, Coach Jiang walked over from not far away, and he hadn't missed what had just happened.

"What did I say? This kid is indeed very capable. It would be a shame to let his talent go to waste," Coach Jiang said to Wang Qiao, leaning closer, a hint of pride in his voice.

Everyone thought Lu Wei would be overjoyed with his result, but to their surprise, he stood to the side looking unhappy.

"I didn't expect that even with my orc talent, my throwing results wouldn't be much different from these humans. What a failure..." Lu Wei had begun to accept the reality that he was now just a human. In his mind, after his hard-fought throw, he would definitely be qualitatively different from the other team members. He didn't expect to be just an excellent athlete.

"Coach Jiang really has a keen eye for talent. This result would already place him in the top three at the East Asian Games in April. If he trains even harder, he could probably achieve good results in world competitions." Wang Qiao never thought Lu Wei was a track and field prodigy, but faced with reality, he could only admit that he was still a bit inexperienced compared to Coach Jiang.

“Look at his throwing technique now, it’s even more amateur than that of a high school track and field athlete, yet he has achieved such results. Given time, he might have an explosive breakthrough. Age is probably not a problem; it’s all about how you train. When I get back, I will report this promising talent to the General Administration of Sport. We’ll have to train him hard these next few months, and I’m looking forward to seeing him make me proud at the National Championships.”

The two men were speaking softly, and after a brief discussion, the athletes next to them began preparing for their second round of attempts.

Wang Qiao walked up to Lu Wei and said, "Lu Wei, I never knew you had this skill before! Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"...I think it's just so-so, it's just that the opponent is too weak."

Lu Wei's answer almost made Wang Qiao spit out a mouthful of blood: "When did this kid become so hard to satisfy...?"

In a few minutes, it would be Lu Wei's turn to try throwing again, so Wang Qiao kept it brief: "Your ability is undeniable, but your technique is too amateurish. Your lever arm was too long just now, wasting a lot of momentum in the throwing process. Look at the other team members; although their results are average, at least they have mastered the basic techniques."

As he spoke, Wang Qiao demonstrated the key points of the sliding throw to Lu Wei on the spot. His intention was clear: to let Lu Wei master the most basic movements in the shot put throwing process in a short period of time.

The spinning throw method consumes the least kinetic energy during the throw, but this technique is not something that can be mastered in a short time. Among the top shot putters in the country, very few can use this technique effectively.

In his heart, Lu Wei was filled with disdain for this throwing motion. In his previous life, the ultimate purpose of all weapons was for use in combat, hunting, and daily life. This action now seemed more like a performance, and had no practical use in his world.

However, in less than a day since he transmigrated, Lu Wei had clearly realized the shortcomings of human physical abilities. For him now, this move might be more effective in improving his performance in the competition, so he watched very carefully and silently memorized the key points of the move.

Wang Qiao had just taught Lu Wei the sliding shot once when it was Lu Wei's turn to shoot for the second time.

As Lu Wei walked into the shot put area, the athletes and coaches who had been discussing things immediately stopped what they were doing and eagerly awaited Lu Wei's next throw.

Lu Wei picked up the shot put with his hand, then tucked it around his neck, turned sideways to face the throwing direction, assumed a bow-drawing posture, and then slid forward.

Those on the sidelines saw his starting stance and realized that this guy could use a sliding shot. Was his previous shot just a joke? Such an important game was starting in this way. Everyone held their breath, waiting for Lu Wei's second shot.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lu Wei slid forward with great force, followed by his right foot, the whole rhythm appearing very tight. However, just as Lu Wei slid out his second step with his left foot, an embarrassing moment occurred. He took those two steps too quickly, stepped on a small stone in the grass, and his body slipped and began to lean backward.

At this moment, Lu Wei leaned back and braced himself with his hands on the ground, barely maintaining his balance. While bracing himself with his hands, Lu Wei's shot put slipped from his grasp. Fortunately, his gliding speed was relatively fast, and the shot put flew out of the throwing area, but it was very close to the edge of the throwing area.

The onlookers, who were originally prepared to pay homage to the master, were all stunned.

Seeing that Lu Wei had not committed a foul and the shot put had been released, the referee diligently stepped forward to measure the distance of the throw and announced it aloud.

"Result valid, 65 centimeters!"

"...Hahaha!" The people present burst into laughter at this moment, not expecting that such a fierce move would only produce this result.

"Haha, turns out he really can't throw the shot put. He spent so much time posing, but I could beat him even when I was 5!"

Lu Wei blushed as he stood in the throwing area, never expecting such an embarrassing scene to unfold.

"What are you laughing at? You can't even make a mistake!" Seeing Lu Wei's somewhat embarrassed and angry expression, everyone else held back their laughter.

Wang Qiao suppressed a smile and walked to Lu Wei's side: "Your rhythm was good just now, but you haven't mastered the posture yet. You can slow down the rhythm a little when you slide."

"Alright!" Lu Wei tried his best to calm himself down, but in reality, he was a raging storm in his heart, eager to regain his pride.

He always finds joy in the face of setbacks.