Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Yu Weiming understood what Coach Sun meant. Some time ago, Ning Cheng applied for a wildcard entry for Lu Wei's javelin throw with the organizing committee and submitted the test results and videos to the organizing committee.

Coach Sun is a coach from Shanghai, and he pays close attention to the registration results of athletes nationwide. This question must have a specific purpose; he wants to know about Lu Wei's situation.

Yu Weiming sensed that the other party's intentions were obvious, so he didn't mince words: "This year, we have a 19-year-old boy named Lu Wei who qualified for the 400-meter, shot put, and javelin events. Strangely enough, his performance was mediocre before, but this year his performance in his special events has suddenly improved significantly, and he has also done well in the two throwing events."

"Participating in both track and field events at the same time? That's too much training! The training requirements for track and field events are quite different. Many domestic athletes specialize in one event and still can't achieve good results. Participating in two such different events, it's probably difficult to achieve good results." Someone raised a question, and the other coaches also looked dismissive.

"Then during the competition, I hope you coaches can guide our young athletes." Yu Weiming noticed the expressions on the other coaches' faces and added a barb to his words. These coaches had already expressed their disapproval of Lu Wei based solely on his chosen event, which made Yu Weiming secretly want to compete with these sports powerhouses.

"Could you point out which one is Xiao Lu?" Coach Sun was very interested in Lu Wei. Having competed in world-class events for so many years, his understanding of track and field was quite different from that of other coaches. He had heard that there was a promising young athlete in Ningcheng, but he hadn't had time to watch Lu Wei's training videos.

Yu Weiming looked around on the track and said with a smile, "It's that young man who ran alongside your Liu Feiren on the bend."

Everyone looked in the direction Yu Weiming pointed and saw a young man of similar height running alongside Liu Feiren.

Liu Feiren had a smile on his face, looking very relaxed. Lu Wei, on the other hand, looked serious. The two started running with a relaxed posture, but gradually became more serious after entering the straight section. With 50 meters to go, they both began to exert themselves, and in the last 30 meters, they were giving it their all.

The two were neck and neck, and their expressions became serious as they ran, turning their heads to check their opponent's position.

At the finish line, Lu Wei was a body length ahead of Liu Feiren. Liu Feiren was quite surprised to find that he had lost in speed to the young man who had just been practicing shot put. He knew that before specializing in the 110-meter hurdles, he was a true sprinter. He never expected to be outdone by a shot putter, and the difference was obvious in just 30 meters.

However, Liu Feiren was not angry. Instead, he looked happy. After exerting his strength, a bright smile returned to his face.

"Wow, you're so fast! I lost!" Liu Feiren patted Lu Wei on the shoulder to show his affection.

Lu Wei clenched his right fist and placed it on his chest. Liu Feiren's influence in China had reached the point where everyone knew him, and Lu Wei greatly admired his achievements.

In the past, this gesture was the highest form of courtesy among orcs, and only warriors could receive such a privilege.

Liu Feiren followed Lu Wei's example, clenching his right fist and placing it on his chest: "Go for it! Believe in yourself, you are the strongest!"

"Xiao Lu is something else! My Liu Fei used to train in sprinting. Before I met him, he focused on the 100 meters, and his time is around 10.5 seconds. Your Xiao Lu just surpassed him like that!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and instructed Liu Feiren: "Save your energy. Relax properly after training. Why are you still competing with others in speed?" He then smiled and shook his head: "You're all grown up, yet you're still acting like a child! But you just happened to run into your Xiao Lu and had a good time. From a distance, they look very similar, but up close, your Xiao Lu is much stronger."

Lu Wei's attention to a world-class coach like Coach Sun made Yu Weiming feel proud. Seeing the regretful expressions on the faces of the other coaches who had spoken out of turn made Yu Weiming feel very relieved.

"Your Liu Feiren is 1.89 meters tall, my Xiao Lu is probably..." Yu Weiming suddenly choked halfway through his sentence. He originally wanted to say that Lu Wei was only 1.86 meters tall, which was still a bit shorter than Liu Feiren, but he stopped abruptly halfway through his polite words.

At this moment, the two had just separated, and Yu Weiming discovered that Lu Wei was not shorter than Liu Feiren; on the contrary, he was slightly taller.

"Could it be that this kid has grown taller in the past few months? It's normal for a 19-year-old to grow taller... Lu Wei, Lu Wei, you have to make me proud and show these coaches from big provinces!" Yu Weiming thought to himself. Every player with achievements was a hope in his eyes.

"The National Track and Field Championships officially kicked off on June 6th. It was a good day, with blue skies and white clouds, and sometimes a gentle breeze. Unlike some schools, where it's either windy or rainy during the sports meet."

When the commentator used this incident to lighten the mood, it made the entire audience burst into laughter. Lu Wei realized that the same thing had happened at his middle school sports meet, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Wow, it's rare to see Lu Wei smile. Looks like something good is going on today. But it's so hot. If the weather is like this tomorrow, I don't even want to participate in the competition..." Wen Qinglong started chattering as soon as he saw Lu Wei smile.

"Whether you run or not is your own business, but running is just a waste of effort. If it were me, I wouldn't have come at all. What's with this show of sportsmanship? You're just bad!" Lu Wei had spent a lot of time with Wen Qinglong and finally found a way to stop his nagging. He immediately shut him down.

"Coach Wang, look at him..."

"Get out of here and stop showing off, you're just a noob!" Wang Qiao shut Wen Qinglong up, just like Lu Wei had done.

Lu Wei's competitions were evenly distributed. During the seven-day competition, the first day was the shot put, the third to fifth days were the three 400-meter races, the sixth day was the 4x400-meter preliminary round, the seventh day was the javelin competition, and if he could make it to the final of the 400-meter relay, he would also participate in the last grand finale competition before the closing ceremony on the seventh day.

There are matches every day except for the second day.

In the morning shot put qualifying round, the organizing committee set the qualifying line for the final at 18.5 meters. The top 8 finishers in the qualifying round will advance to the final. Athletes who reach the qualifying line will directly advance. If there are fewer than 8 qualified athletes, the remaining spots will be filled by athletes who are below the qualifying line based on their performance.

Setting the qualifying cutoff line is quite technical. The organizing committee needs to determine a standard based on the athletes' performance throughout the year, ensuring that not too many athletes advance, but also that most of the athletes who make it to the finals score below the qualifying line.

After warming up, Lu Wei crossed the qualifying line with just one throw, then turned and returned to the rest area.

"Wow, Lu Wei's name is well-deserved; even I think it's cool!" Wang Qiao joked with Lu Wei at this moment. In the just-concluded 100-meter preliminaries, all three of Ningcheng's participants were eliminated. The following races were expected to follow the same trend, so Lu Wei's easy advancement was like a refreshing breeze in the sweltering heat for everyone.