Orc Undead Sports Warrior

"So you admit it! There's one more thing to tell you: we weren't lying, we were telling the truth!"

Huang Tao was clearly targeting Lu Wei today; he didn't intend for Lu Wei to knock out his teammate and then walk away from the training field so easily.

"It's nothing but fancy moves. Even if we do it a hundred times, the result will be the same. You guys are really indecisive!" Lu Wei sneered. Looking at Huang Tao's aggressive manner, he began to look down on the boxing team. At this moment, Huang Tao represented the boxing team.

"Brother, that's a bit much! Even if you win, you shouldn't insult your opponent. That's the bare minimum of professional ethics for an athlete!"

Lu Wei turned his head and saw that the speaker was a short man, who looked to be less than 1.7 meters tall and probably weighed around 49 kilograms.

Lu Wei didn't notice him at all when he wasn't speaking; this must be King Zou.

"Either you come up here and we'll have some fun! Let me see your integrity!" Lu Wei really had no mood to deal with him. This short guy looked almost two heads shorter than him, and he could send him flying 5 meters with one punch.

"Alright! Then I'll play with you!" With that, King Zou rushed onto the boxing ring. Although there was a huge height difference between the two, King Zou was not afraid of anything.

"Xiao Zou, what are you doing there? Come down here right now! Who can take responsibility if something happens to you!"

When Yang Tianling saw Zou Quanwang go up, he panicked. He could tell from the look of it that the two men weighed more than 50 kilograms apart.

Team members of different weight classes simply cannot compete together. The difference in strength is too great. If the weight difference is more than 10 kilograms, they are divided into different weight classes. The two represent two extremes in boxing. Even if Lu Wei does not know boxing, King Zou would not be able to gain an advantage.

"This young man is quite righteous. If all your men were like you, they wouldn't have been beaten for nothing. I admire you as a true man. Let's consider this matter over and see you later!"

As Lu Wei was speaking, he prepared to leave the boxing ring and turned to leave. But Zou the Boxer's interference lessened the anger of the others.

Everyone's weight was significantly different from Lu Wei's. Zhang Zhilei had disappeared at this point, and they hadn't seen him for a long time. Seeing that Zhao Dayong was still dizzy, no one dared to challenge Lu Wei.

"Wait, brother, don't rush off!"

Lu Wei turned around and saw a teammate who looked like a bear climb over the ropes.

Despite its bulky appearance, this guy is surprisingly agile; it really is a bear.

Standing next to Lu Wei, Zhang Zhilei was half a head taller than him, and he exuded a powerful aura as soon as he came up.

Zhao Dayong had just finished training when Lu Wei entered the arena. In the short time it took him to go to the restroom, Lu Wei knocked Zhao Dayong down.

Upon entering, he saw Lu Wei and King Zou talking in the boxing ring, the atmosphere seeming somewhat tense. Just as he was about to inquire about the situation, Huang Tao hurriedly embellished the story in his ear.

There are probably very few good-tempered people among boxing team members, and Zhang Zhilei's temper is one of the worst.

Because of his weight, no one dares to challenge this big bear. Even Zhao Dayong is extra careful when sparring with him, because if he's not careful, he'll be knocked down by this guy's punch.

If Zhao Dayong is considered one of the top 10 in the country for the weight class over 91 kg, then he would be a one-round opponent in front of Zhang Zhilei.

Zhao Dayong is 2.05 meters tall and weighs 135 kilograms. Standing next to Lu Wei, he is not only half a head taller than Lu Wei, but also nearly twice as wide. Although he has a lot of fat, for boxers, fat can sometimes be more durable than muscle, such as the ribs.

"Lu Wei, do you think it's appropriate for you to just walk out like this?" Zhang Zhilei said as he walked up to Lu Wei, looking down at him with an imposing manner.

"So what do you mean?" Lu Wei had no intention of compromising. He stared intently at his opponent, a mocking smile still on his face.

"That works out perfectly. You're wearing boxing gloves, and you just happened to beat up my sparring partner, so let's have a match!"

Zhang Zhilei looked down on Lu Wei with an arrogant expression, and after he finished speaking, the other team members laughed.

Everyone now understands what kind of person Lu Wei has messed with!

"Kid, you're finished this time!"

Huang Tao watched from the sidelines with a smug look on his face, eager to see Lu Wei get a beating.

In everyone's eyes, Zhang Zhilei was absolutely superior to Lu Wei. Lu Wei might be able to use tricks to defeat Zhao Dayong, but against Zhang Zhilei, Lu Wei had absolutely no chance.

Zhang Zhilei won third place in the National Games at the age of 18. At that age, his body was not even fully developed, yet he was able to overcome all obstacles with his powerful punches. His strength is indeed a rare talent that the Chinese boxing team has seen in decades.

Although he did not qualify directly for the Olympics, Zhang Zhilei still achieved a commendable third place at this year's World Championships in Chicago, earning the Chinese boxing team its first-ever Olympic berth in this weight class.

He was already a star member of the Chinese boxing team and was given high expectations.

While the two were talking, some of the boxers exchanged smirks, thinking that Lu Wei was bound to get a beating today.

Knowing he had been tricked, Lu Wei still refused to explain. At this point, only his fists could prove everything.

“Lu Wei, you need to think this through. Boxing is a high-intensity sport. If you really fight, it’s hard to guarantee you won’t get injured. I advise you to reconsider.”

Yang Tianling was also a little worried for Lu Wei at this moment. After all, they were both from the national team, and it would be a shame for him to remain silent as a boxing coach.

"Did you hear that? If you're too scared to fight, just admit your mistake here and get out of here, and I'll pretend nothing happened. But in the competition, I won't guarantee anything!"

Zhang Zhilei's eyes never left Lu Wei as he spoke, and his face still wore a contemptuous expression.

"If I can't beat you today, I'll apologize to you later!"

Lu Wei met him head-on, their faces now almost touching, a palpable tension filling the boxing gym.

Even ten oxen probably couldn't stop these two now; a major battle is inevitable.

"Why doesn't Lu Wei explain? It's obviously a huge disadvantage to fight against an opponent with such strength!" Shen Liang also became uneasy. Compared to Zhao Dayong, Lu Wei's physique didn't seem that much different.

However, compared to Zhang Zhilei, Lu Wei appeared much thinner and smaller. For the first time, the track and field team members felt that Lu Wei looked so frail in front of his opponents.