Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Upon hearing the referee's command, everyone present placed their hands on the starting line, awaiting the referee's next starting instruction.

"set!"

This command is the final preparatory command for the start of the race. Upon hearing this command, all eight team members present waited attentively for the starting gun to fire, and everyone's expression was very focused.

The entire audience's attention is now focused on the starting line. Not only are the athletes completely absorbed, but the entire audience is unusually quiet. If someone were to drop their keys on the ground, everyone in the stadium would definitely hear it.

"Oh!"

The starting gun fired, and the eight team members immediately charged forward frantically.

Sprint races have always attracted a lot of attention, and even people who don't follow sports often get excited and thrilled when watching sprint races.

Sprinting not only showcases the strength and physical beauty of athletes, but most importantly, it allows people to unleash a wildness rarely seen in everyday life.

After the start, everyone's reaction was not fast. Perhaps because everyone was more cautious in the preliminaries, time seemed to stand still for a moment, and then all the team members suddenly sped up.

The audience immediately unleashed their full energy, and cheers echoed throughout the stadium.

After the start, Dixon ran in the lead. This young black man with a braided hairstyle looked like a bull. He was in the lead of all the team members after the start.

Lu Wei and Obikveru followed closely behind him. The course of the race was just as Lu Wei had predicted before the race. After running 10 meters, the three team members had left the team behind them by a body length. In such a short distance, having a body length advantage could establish the victory in the race.

Lu Wei dared not relax at all, lowering his head and pushing off the ground with all his might, swinging his arms with extra force.

This is his first time participating in a world-class competition in a short distance like 60 meters, so no matter how strong his opponents are, he has to accelerate with all his might.

When he looked up, he saw out of the corner of his eye that Dixon was still half a body length in front of him. Black athletes do have an advantage in this event, especially American athletes who have been honing their skills through competitions since high school. Their ability to control the game is significantly stronger than that of athletes from other countries.

From the far left of his peripheral vision, Lu Wei could see that the Portuguese player, Obikwelu, was on the same level as him. This player was originally from Nigeria, but later acquired Portuguese citizenship and then represented Portugal in world competitions.

After 30 meters, Lu Wei had picked up his speed, and at this point Dixon was only a little ahead of him, and the two were on the same level.

Dixon found it a bit unbelievable that this big guy could keep up with him over such a short distance. According to everyone's opinion, big players would hardly have a chance to compete for the championship in such a short competition because the distance is too short and their movement speed is inherently slow, so big players have basically no advantage at this distance.

He couldn't help but glance to the right, wanting to take a closer look at the difference between himself and Lu Wei.

His actions did not escape Lu Wei's notice. The two were so close that anyone could sense any change in the other's movements.

Lu Wei was secretly pleased; he knew he was going to win this race. Although turning your head on a straightaway wouldn't affect speed, in a close contest like this, whoever lacked resolve would often lose.

At this moment, Dixon turned his head to look at Lu Wei's position, clearly feeling a little uneasy. This scene made Lu Wei even more determined, while Dixon felt a little apprehensive. He couldn't believe that this big guy could keep up with him in such a short distance.

Sure enough, Lu Wei gradually overtook Dixon in the subsequent race. At this point, Dixon seemed to have just come out of his reverie. A mere momentary lapse of judgment caused him to lose his hard-won starting advantage and fall behind his opponent in the latter half of the race.

As Dixon pushed forward with all his might, his expression became ferocious, and the muscles on his face seemed to be all bunched up together.

He found that even so, he couldn't shake Lu Wei's lead. He didn't expect to encounter such a tough opponent in the preliminaries. With less than 10 meters to the finish line, he basically gave up.

From his perspective, second place should have been secured. Just before the finish line, he strained his neck to press the line—his final attempt to overtake his opponent.

At that moment, he noticed that Lu Wei crossed the finish line with a smile.

"What! Where does this big guy get his confidence? Did he think he had already won before the game even started?"

After crossing the finish line with a sense of disappointment, Dixon was still thinking about Lu Wei's expression when he crossed the finish line.

At that moment, he was not paying attention to what was in front of him at all. It was only when Lu Wei was bounced back by the cushioning pad that Dixon realized there were no obstacles in front of him.

He hurriedly reached out to grab the cushioning pad; going over there would mean hitting his head on it!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and managed to brace himself with his hands. However, in the moment of shock, he didn't deliberately slow down and continued running forward due to inertia, getting stopped a considerable distance by the cushioning.

He was bounced back and almost fell over. He had to adjust himself several times before he managed to stumble and steady himself.

This feeling was terrible. Although he was only a body length behind, Dixon felt very frustrated after all this. When crossing the finish line, he didn't check if any teammates were coming up to his left, which is a big no-no in the game.

After the competition, Lu Wei felt quite happy. This was his first international 60-meter competition, and he felt he had a good pace.

He used to never compare himself to humans, but in the past six months, he has unconsciously started to view himself from a human perspective.

"Alas, you have fallen!"

Thinking of this, Lu Wei shook his head. Although he was still smiling, it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad.

To paraphrase a line from a comedy sketch, a smile is uglier than a bitter one.

The results are in. Lu Wei ran 6.61 seconds, Dixon ran 6.64 seconds, and even the third-place finisher ran 6.7 seconds. The strength of this group is indeed quite even, and even the third-place finisher's time is comparable to the first-place finisher in the first group.

Lu Wei advanced directly to the semifinals with a first-place finish in his group, and the other team members came over to shake hands and hug him after seeing the result.

Dixon walked over and extended his hand: "Brother, you're stronger than I thought, unlike what Guy said. Maybe you have a chance to fight him!"