Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Before long, the 400-meter result appeared on the electronic screen.

Lu Wei's time was 43.35 seconds, a result that drew gasps from the audience once again. In all these years, very few people have come so close to the world record.

Merritt, who never gave up behind Lu Wei, achieved a time of 43.75 seconds today, also breaking the 44-second barrier, which is a very good result.

Varina, who collapsed at the last moment, shook his head and looked at the big screen. His time was 44 seconds, which was the first time in the competition in recent years.

He probably still doesn't understand where he went wrong. Was it because his physical abilities had declined? Or because he was too overconfident? Or perhaps he simply couldn't beat this kid?

Since we've already lost, there's no point in thinking about it too much.

"We've been squatting here for so many days, and finally we can hear the national anthem again."

Watching the audience cheering wildly for Lu Wei, Feng Yong finally felt a surge of strength. If Lu Wei hadn't won this gold medal today, the goals for this competition would definitely not have been achieved, and the work after the Olympics would probably have been difficult to carry out.

In China, besides hard targets, sometimes face is also important. Judging by this trend, this competition will have around 50 gold medals. As the person in charge of a major gold medal event, if you are completely outmatched by events like table tennis, badminton, gymnastics, and weightlifting in a single competition, how will others view you when promoting track and field in the future?

Although they are still likely to be outmatched in many niche events, the Chinese track and field team has given a positive impression at this Olympics so far, especially Lu Wei, who fought several tough battles in sprint events dominated by European and American athletes.

Whether she's pretty or not is another matter, she's certainly made a good impression. Because of this, she won't let others take advantage of her when she's working in the future.

"Congratulations to Lu Wei on winning the men's 400-meter gold medal at this Olympic Games. This is the 48th gold medal for our Olympic delegation. Ladies and gentlemen, please stand up. The next item on the agenda is the raising of the national flag and the playing of the national anthem!"

As the prelude to the national anthem resounded throughout the stadium, all 90,000 people sang along. The big screen focused on the podium, and Lu Wei placed his right fist on his chest, closed his eyes, and felt the connection between tens of thousands of hearts.

After seeing the big screen, many people began to imitate Lu Wei's actions, placing their right fists on their chests.

Lu's parents remained silent, watching their child receive the award on the live stream. Lu Wei looked solemn and dignified, but unlike the other team members, he didn't seem overjoyed and tearful. Instead, he wore the expression of a victorious general, which made it difficult for the elderly couple to feel emotional.

After the national anthem played, both of them found excuses to stand up and watch the flag-raising ceremony. Real life is unlike anything seen in TV dramas or novels; it's not as vivid.

Directly showing oneself to stand up for this ceremony, unlike the mundane routine of daily life, feels somewhat strange.

However, they did just as much as the pretentious people.

As the ceremony ended, thunderous applause erupted once again. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Lu Wei should have ended Varina's four-year reign.

However, judging from Varina's expression, he wasn't too disappointed; he and Merritt joked around from time to time.

"Next up is the last race of the evening, the men's 100-meter hurdles final. Now, let's introduce the athletes!"

Just as the audience's enthusiasm was starting to cool down, the stadium announcement reignited their passion.

I almost forgot, besides Lu, there's also Liu the Flying Man.

The enthusiasm of the audience for Liu Xiang once again drowned out the introduction of the athlete; it was the same familiar feeling, the same familiar atmosphere.

Apart from a slight problem with my Achilles tendon, nothing else has changed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the men's 100-meter hurdles final is about to begin. In lane 2 is Jamaican athlete Vignal, and in lane 3 is another Jamaican athlete, Richard Phillips, whose best time this year is 13.19 seconds."

Liu Yangyu is in lane 4. As expected of a sprinter, I could barely hear myself speaking in the live stream. I wish Liu Yangyu the best in today's competition!

American David Payne is in lane 5, and Cuban runner Dayron Robles is in lane 6. Currently, Robles is considered the top favorite to win the gold medal at this Olympics. He is sandwiched between David Payne and David Oliver in lane 7, so it's still hard to say who will win the gold medal tonight.

Lane 8 is occupied by the 2005 World Champion in this event, Frenchman Jean-Michel Doucouré, who also won the 4x100m relay in that competition. He is a very strong runner with excellent flat-out running ability. Lane 9 is occupied by Spanish athlete Quinonez.

As Yang Li breathlessly introduced himself, all the team members entered the final waiting phase.

On your marks, get set, and then fire the starting gun.

"The race has started. Robles is in the lead. Liu Yangyu didn't hold back at the start today; he went all out. The two American athletes are on the same level as him."

This time, Liu Xiang didn't hold back at all, putting all his energy into the final.

Robles' explosiveness is outstanding among 110-meter hurdlers; as long as he performs at his normal level, few can keep up with him.

With his powerful explosiveness and healthy body, he left Liu Feiren about three body lengths behind at the first three hurdles. That's how it is in a world-class competition; any physical problems will immediately show up in the game.

However, Liu Xiang hadn't given up. His eyes were practically murderous, and his expression was contorted with rage. It was clear that this sprinter, who valued style above all else, was now truly going all out.

The fourth hurdle, the fifth hurdle, the sixth hurdle... With each hurdle, the distance between the two people gets a little closer, a difference that can be discerned with the naked eye.

"Liu Yangyu has started his counterattack! The gap between the two is getting smaller and smaller. Go Liu Yangyu!"

Yang Li was almost roaring as he commented on the race: "At the ninth hurdle, Liu Xiang finally caught up with Robles. At the tenth hurdle..."

"Oops, not good!"

When Liu landed at the 9th hurdle, his legs clearly buckled. Participating in such a high-intensity competition while injured, his body couldn't handle it at that moment.

"No problem, he can still run. Liu Yangyu finished the race!"

In the final ten meters, Liu Xiang's leg strength gave out, and the championship that seemed within his grasp was taken by the Cuban. However, he had not completely lost his speed, and with the advantage he had built up in the first 90 meters, he ultimately won second place.

At this moment, the entire audience stood up and applauded and cheered for Liu Feiren.

"That's good, we'll be satisfied with a silver medal!"

Coach Sun took off his glasses and wiped away his tears, while the other coaches around him reached out to comfort him.

"Great, great! If your leg were alright, you might even break the record today!"

"It's a good thing to stand on the podium in your own backyard, so why are you crying!"

Coach Sun controlled his emotions: "Yes, I should be happy today. We contributed a silver medal to the Chinese delegation, which is a good thing!"

In the distance, Robles, draped in the Cuban flag, circled the track, posing for a photo next to the timer sign that read "12.93 seconds," but he appeared so alone.

The entire audience's attention and most of the cameras were focused on Liu Feiren.

Liu Xiang, the sprinter, cried, a rare occurrence for him: "I didn't lose. I said that today's competition was meant to be fought for, and I did it. I'm proud of myself!"

A British journalist took a photo from a distance: Liu Feiren, draped in the national flag, circled the stadium to thank the audience. The entire audience stood up, and those who were close to him leaned forward, all wanting to interact with their hero up close, even if it was just a high-five.