Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Seemingly influenced by Wei, Bahamian "Mad Dog" Chris Brown started to take the lead in the first half of the second group of matches.

After he sped up the pace, the other team members were unwilling to be left behind at the start. Competitions like the Olympics are full of competition and pressure. Once the rhythm of the athletes is disrupted, it is easy for them to lose their judgment of the situation.

Even some of the more experienced team members lost their composure at this point, sprinting along with Chris Brown's pace. Surprisingly, after this group's race ended, four team members had run under 45 seconds.

其中克里斯.布朗的成绩是44秒79，就练小组第4名的刚果（金）选手加里.基卡亚的成绩也达到了44秒89。

Upon seeing the results, the entire audience erupted in astonishment. The fourth-place finisher in this group had actually outperformed the first-place finisher in the previous group.

They're all adults, yet they're so easily impulsive!

Seeing Chris Brown's aggressive and unwilling-to-give-up expression from the stands, Liu Wei shook his head with a smile: "Why bother? More than a year and still no improvement..."

Liu Wei was talking to himself, but Wang Qiao didn't miss a single word he said. He smiled and looked at Liu Wei. In just over a year, this kid had become incredibly mature for his age.

Don't forget that he's not even 21 years old yet. It's already a rare opportunity for athletes of this age to participate in the Olympics. Most athletes at this age have bitter memories of participating in the Olympics, but Liu Wei has already shown his overwhelming dominance in the first two events.

Aside from the unexpected results in this group, the remaining five groups returned to normal, with strong players advancing smoothly. Their main rivals, Varina and Merritt, didn't put in much effort and easily progressed to the next round.

After the preliminary rounds ended, it was 9:5. In 15 minutes, the men's 2-meter preliminary rounds began, and at 11:1, the preliminary rounds of another important event for the Chinese track and field team, the men's 11-meter hurdles, would commence.

Liu Wei looked back and saw Liu Feiren in the back row looking over as well, giving him a thumbs up.

They've been busy with competitions lately, and Liu Fei has rarely been seen on the track. Even though the two of them train together every day, it feels like they haven't seen each other in a long time.

Liu Wei sat down next to him, and Coach Sun stood up and gave Liu Wei the seat to his right: "Little Liu ran well today. Perfect timing, you two chat, I'll go downstairs for a walk."

As he spoke, Coach Sun got up and walked towards the other coaches of the sprint events.

"Xiao Liu, you're getting better and better. Even in such a high-level competition, running the preliminaries is like child's play. I told you to believe in yourself back then, but I didn't expect you to improve even faster than I anticipated. Keep it up!"

As Liu Feiren spoke, he punched Liu Wei in the chest and smiled, but the smile didn't seem as bright as usual; there seemed to be a shadow behind it.

"Can your Achilles tendon hold up today?"

Liu Wei watched as Liu Jing, sitting in the stands, didn't forget to stretch his right leg, and then asked, "To be honest, if it weren't for his injury, Liu Jing would have had a very good chance of winning this time. His physical condition is even better than at last year's World Championships." Liu Wei, being an athlete himself, could also see that.

"I don't know either. I haven't been on the track for several days. To be honest, I'm not even sure myself at this point!"

Liu Feiren smiled and shook his head, it seemed that he was fighting against fate in this competition.

Liu Wei didn't pursue the topic further. By then, the men's 200-meter preliminaries had already begun, and the two chatted about the race with a smile. At this point, further discussion wouldn't help in the race an hour later; how he performed was entirely up to him.

"Alright, Dayang, go warm up, it's time to check in!"

Liu Feiren smiled at Liu Wei, patted him on the shoulder, slung his bag over his shoulder, and walked down the stairs. When the surrounding audience saw Liu Feiren, they immediately cheered.

They probably don't know that at this moment, Liu Feiren is fighting against fate.

"How's it going? Everything's alright today, right?!"

Watching Liu Feiren slowly walk towards the check-in table, Jiang Jianjun turned to ask Coach Sun.

"Sigh, the situation these past two days is even worse than it was two weeks ago. This is an old injury, and symptoms always appear whenever there's training or discussion. I didn't expect it to become so serious this time."

After Coach Sun finished speaking, he shook his head helplessly, his expression very serious.

"Then you two need to be prepared. If you don't finish the game today, you'll probably become the target of public criticism. Human nature is a very subtle thing. Many sports fans in our country are still unable to view the success or failure of a sport with a calm mind."

When Jiang Jianjun spoke, his expression became unusually serious. Everyone understands the saying, "Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it," but when faced with a change in fate, it's still difficult to bear.

The topic was too sensitive, and the other coaches on the field also fell silent, a rare sight indeed.

Until the final heat of the 200-meter race, when Zhang Yuanteng appeared, everyone returned to being spectators. Before the race, no one had put much pressure on Zhang Yuanteng; frankly, he had improved significantly in the past two years. It was just that the presence of Liu Wei somewhat overshadowed his highlights.

This year, his ability to qualify for the Olympics exceeded everyone's expectations. He usually specializes in the 1-meter dash, and his technical ability in the 2-meter dash is only so-so.

Sure enough, when he finished the game in 8th place in the group, Shen Liang sat in his seat with a big smile on his face. This did not offend anyone; instead, everyone responded with a friendly smile.

So far, apart from Liu Wei, all other members of the relay team have completed their individual events at this Olympics. Hu Huo has had no individual competitions besides the sprint relays; everyone is now focused and eagerly awaiting the relay race.

There are only 6 groups in the preliminary round of the 11-meter hurdles and 4 groups in the semi-finals. For high-level athletes, as long as they finish the race smoothly, advancing to the next round should not be a big problem.

For the top athletes in this event, the first four races are just like a training run, and they can easily advance to the second round.

It wasn't until the end of Group 5's matches that everyone seemed to be pulled back to reality.

American star and last year's World Championships runner-up, Trammell, failed to adjust his rhythm at the start and fell heavily to the ground before clearing the third hurdle, leaving the entire audience sighing in dismay.

So when Liu Feiren took to the stage last, everyone tensed up. Logically, this should have been a relaxed debut, but for some reason, even many spectators became nervous.

At the first start, the French runner in lane 4 sprinted off as soon as the referee gave the starting signal. His intention was clear: to disrupt the rhythm of his opponents.

All the team members stood up, stepped over a hurdle, and then turned and walked back to the starting line.

At this moment, a tense scene unfolded: Liu Fei ran to the hurdles, but instead of attempting to jump over them, he hopped back.

"Damn it, this bastard, is he doing this on purpose?!"

Coach Sun was already a bit out of control at this point. If it weren't for what the French player did earlier, Liu Xiang might have been able to finish the race using the training running method.

However, an unexpected event occurred halfway through, and the sudden stop may have aggravated the Achilles tendon injury.

Liu Feiren half-squatted on the ground, stomping his feet hard. At this moment, the big screen quickly gave him a close-up, and you could see glistening beads of sweat on Liu Feiren's forehead. He was covered in sweat even before he started running, which meant that his Achilles tendon injury was not minor.

"No way! He tore the number off his leg!"

Shen Liang exclaimed in surprise. In the distance, Liu Feiren tore off the lane label that was standing on his shorts and walked towards the back of the track.

This meant he might have to withdraw from the competition, and the air in the arena seemed to freeze at that moment.

Just when everyone thought the matter was about to be settled, Liu Feiren suddenly turned around and walked back: "Let's go all out!"

His roar echoed through the noisy arena; Liu Feiren was truly giving it his all this time.

The race continued, and when the starting gun fired, he clearly didn't dare to exert any force, using almost only his left leg to push off the ground. At the start, he was undoubtedly in the last position among the eight runners.

He was nearly 2 meters behind the second-to-last teammate at the first three hurdles, but he didn't use any sudden force; instead, he gradually increased his speed as he passed the hurdles.

By the sixth hurdle, his opponents started making mistakes, and Liu Feiren was already in sixth place, not far from the top four.

By the time he reached the eighth hurdle, he had returned to his normal state, and there was no sign that his Achilles tendon was being injured.

At the 9th hurdle, the legs of the 4th and 5th place finishers both touched the hurdle, affecting their speed.

After landing at the 1th hurdle, Liu Feiren quickly lowered his center of gravity and crossed the finish line. He overtook the two opponents in front of him at the last moment, ranking 3rd in his group.

"That's fine!"

The other team members gasped in surprise when they saw Liu Feiren still manage to advance from the group despite starting with almost no explosive power.

He's truly a master!