Orc Undead Sports Warrior

After checking in, the national team members exchanged brief greetings and followed the volunteers' guidance to their respective teams to wait for their matches.

There were six groups in the 100-meter preliminary round. Zhang Yuanteng was in the first group, Hu Huo was in the third group, Shen Liang was in the fourth group, and Lu Wei and Wen Ningyi were in the sixth group.

With Liu Xiang's 110-meter hurdles performance as a prelude, the stadium was filled with a deafening roar of excitement, interspersed with announcements and introductions from the broadcast host in a mix of Mandarin and Sichuan dialect amidst the rousing music.

It wasn't that the host's Mandarin was poor, but rather that the cheering and encouraging words in the Chongqing dialect sounded very energetic. Combined with the radio host's deep and resonant voice, the audience's enthusiasm was immediately aroused.

Rows of red flags fluttered in the wind in front of the podium. Athletes in the first group were already warming up on the 100-meter straight track. Referees wearing sun hats and holding red flags, volunteers with name tags, and staff carrying cameras and video equipment moved about the field. In an open area of ​​the field, reporters were already recording footage, seemingly preparing for a pre-race broadcast.

Although the stadium wasn't very big, the audience in Chongqing was very enthusiastic about track and field events. Now, without the need for broadcast hosts to stir up emotions, the atmosphere on the field was already very lively.

"Brother Lu, in other groups, there are 8 members competing for 3 spots. In our group, with you here, there are 7 people competing for 2 spots. The competition is too fierce!"

Wen Ningyi stood timidly next to Lu Wei and said that he did not have much competition experience. He had won a championship in the youth team competition and then represented Guizhou in last year's National Track and Field Championships.

Although he didn't perform particularly well in the finals, it was still remarkable that he reached the finals of the National Championships at the age of 17. Yu Wei made an exception and transferred him from the provincial team to the national team for training.

Yu Wei recognized his potential when he was selected for the national team, and he did not disappoint after joining. Although his performance did not improve significantly, he was making steady progress.

At his age, these are the last few years to build a solid foundation. Once his bones have fully developed into adulthood, he can increase his strength training, and his performance will improve significantly.

Lu Wei looked at Wen Ningyi, who was clearly still a child. Most people his age still relied on their parents for food, clothing, and shelter, and were responsible for studying hard to get into university. It was indeed not easy for him to struggle alone in society.

"The young man is nervous, haha! It's okay, it's normal. Everyone is nervous. Just perform at your normal level during the competition."

After speaking, Lu Wei turned his attention to the track, where the first group's race was about to begin.

Wen Ningyi looked at the tall, youthful-looking man in front of him with an incredulous expression. He found it strange; Lu Wei was only 20 years old, and compared to him, Lu Wei's experience was like that of an older brother meeting his second older brother. Yet Lu Wei looked like a veteran player who had been through many years of competition, speaking with an air of maturity and experience.

If he knew that Lu Wei was actually a middle-aged orc, I wonder what he would think.

With the sound of the starting gun, the 100-meter preliminary rounds began.

Zhang Yuanteng, the first member of the national sprint relay team to compete, was previously considered to be the strongest and most consistent male sprinter in China.

Last year, he outperformed his opponents with his consistent performance and won the national championship. He failed to advance to the semifinals in the group stage of the World Championships, but he is still a favorite to win this time.

He maintained a lead from the start of the race. His height of just over 1.8 meters is considered ideal for achieving good results in Chinese sprinting.

As the race progressed into the later stages, he gradually widened the gap with his opponents behind him, winning first place in his group with a time of 10.35 seconds.

Considering there were still two races to go today, he didn't sprint at the last moment, but used his momentum to reach the finish line.

"After two years of training, this kid is starting to show promise. He's becoming more and more controlled and better at competing. I remember last year at the World Championships, he even got cramps after the preliminaries. He should be even better at managing his emotions at this year's Olympics!"

Yu Wei turned around and smiled as he spoke to Wang Qiao, as if introducing the wines he had stored at home. He had personally brought this group of athletes into the national team, including Lu Wei, who only got the opportunity to participate in the 100-meter race because of his strong support.

"Yes, the technical performance is very stable, much better than last year."

Wang Qiao spoke from behind, secretly admiring Yu Wei. In many projects, the head coach preferred inaction to making overly radical attempts, prioritizing their future careers. Taking a radical approach, if unsuccessful, would undoubtedly put them under intense scrutiny. Doing nothing, at least, prevented excessive blame if anything went wrong, ensuring a clean record for future promotions.

"Come on, the leader sitting next to me came and left in a flash, he definitely won't be coming back. Come down and sit next to me, then I won't have to turn around when I'm chatting!"

Although Yu Wei had flown to the stadium early in the morning, he looked very energetic. He didn't care about the seating arrangement and immediately called Wang Qiao to his side.

After repeatedly declining without success, Wang Qiao respectfully complied and sat down next to Yu Wei.

"Where's Coach Sun? Wasn't he sitting right next to us just now?"

Yu Wei noticed that Coach Sun's seat was empty, and then asked Wang Qiao.

"I don't know, but I saw Liu Feiren wasn't feeling well after he finished running, so I just followed him."

After hearing what Wang Qiao said, Yu Wei frowned: "This year is too important for us. I hope nothing goes wrong. I'll go check on him at noon. If he's not feeling well, he shouldn't participate in the afternoon's competition. At this time, the athletes' health should be the top priority."

Just then, the second group's match began. Since there were no national team members in this group, neither of them spoke. Furthermore, Liu Feiren's earlier incident had affected Yu Wei's mood, so the two remained silent.

After the second group of runners crossed the finish line, Yu Wei couldn't hold back any longer and made a call on his phone.

"What's wrong with Old Sun? He can't keep increasing the dosage and ruin Liu Yangyu's health!"

Just as they were talking, the call connected, and after confirming that Liu Feiren was alright, Yu Wei's brows finally relaxed.

"Thank goodness you're alright, you scared the hell out of me!"