Orc Undead Sports Warrior

June marks the start of the high-temperature season, and the race organizing committee tries to schedule important and long-distance races in the morning, while other races are held in the afternoon.

The National Track and Field Championships have already entered their fifth day, and today is a special day for track and field fans. Liu Cixin, the sprinter, will be competing for the next three consecutive days.

There were significantly more spectators in attendance this morning than usual. It wasn't just the audience who were interested in Liu Feiren's competition; athletes from various provinces and cities also showed up in the stands.

The 110-meter hurdles was the first race of the morning, so before the race check-in, the shady side of the stands was already full of spectators. Those who arrived late had to sit on the sunny side and use umbrellas to block out the sun.

"Xiao Wang, I won't chat with you here this morning. The leaders from the General Administration of Sport are here today, and it wouldn't be appropriate for me not to show up. I have high hopes for Lu Wei, and I'll introduce him to the leaders of the national track and field team when I have the chance!" Coach Jiang greeted Wang Qiao and then walked towards the podium.

"Coach Jiang, I heard you've been staying here these past few days. Have you seen any promising new faces? I'm tired of seeing all these old faces. We're all old men, life would be too boring if we didn't see some new faces, haha!" It was Coach Feng from the track and field team who spoke. He saw Coach Jiang walk over and stood up to extend his hand.

“You’re the highest-ranking leader in our track and field team, and you always call me Coach Jiang when we meet. It sounds so strange!” When the coach next to him saw Coach Jiang arrive, he stood up and offered him the seat next to Head Coach Feng.

"Look at this young man's keen eye! I think he's been tormented by the bureaucratic style of your organization's leaders quite a bit!"

Coach Jiang's words had a dry humor that made everyone laugh.

"As for newcomers, I do think there's one, but I don't know if he'll catch the eye of the leaders. I won't say yet; if you all think he is, then he is. If you leaders don't think he is, then I'll just say I misjudged him, haha!" Coach Jiang continued to tease.

"Coach Jiang is keeping us in suspense again. Getting any information from him is never easy!" The speaker was Coach Yu from the track and field team. He was the team's deputy head coach, only half a rank below Coach Feng.

Although Coach Jiang wasn't the top leader in the track and field team, he held considerable prestige and was highly respected. He preferred to be at the competition venue to gain firsthand information rather than staying in Beijing. He also continuously improved his training methods by incorporating advanced techniques from various countries.

"This is the question Coach Jiang gave us! I'd better pay close attention today. If I miss something or misunderstand it, I wonder what Coach Jiang will do to me behind my back, haha!" Coach Feng's personality was not serious to begin with, so the atmosphere of the entire track and field coaching staff was very relaxed.

While they were talking, Liu Xiang had already entered the stadium. As soon as he walked in, he turned around and waved to the audience. He was already a confident and sunny national idol, and since it was a match held on home soil, the cheers from the audience were deafening.

Liu Feiren's appearance ignited the atmosphere of the entire venue, and the audience's enthusiasm flowed like the Yellow River, endless and unstoppable.

Liu Xiang, the sprinter, appeared in the third group, while the first two groups' matches were handled rather casually. However, since the passion had already been ignited by Liu Xiang, the audience's cheering points became extremely sensitive; any highlight could stir up their enthusiasm.

Finally, it was Liu Feiren's group's turn to perform. Before taking the stage, Liu Feiren waved to the audience, and that wave caused quite a stir. The audience cheered as if they were about to be favored by the emperor, their screams reaching the heavens and earth.

It was only then that everyone noticed there was significantly more security than in the previous days. On days without competitions, Liu Xiang kept a low profile and tried to avoid the fans' attention. However, on the day of the competition, no one could suppress the cheers for their idol.

It wasn't until the stadium's loudspeaker announced "shh" that everyone remembered the etiquette of track and field competitions: remaining silent before the starting gun fires.

The field gradually quieted down, and then the referee gave the starting signal. With the sound of the starting gun, the entire stadium erupted in cheers.

Liu Xiang's start wasn't the most outstanding, but it was still among the top few. From the start to clearing the first hurdle, Liu Xiang only took 7 steps, while most other athletes took 8 steps, and those whose rhythm was disrupted might even resort to erratic steps.

The difference in skill is immediately apparent over the distance of just one hurdle!

When Liu Xiang hurdles, his center of gravity is neither too high nor too low, and he always clears the hurdle very close to it. He has no rivals in domestic competitions, and when attacking or blocking, he doesn't choose to press too hard, so he rarely knocks down the hurdle.

With each hurdle cleared, Liu Feiren's lead increased, a fact visible to the naked eye. After clearing the last hurdle, the other team members were far behind.

In the final sprint, Liu Feiren simply began to slow down, but even so, he still led the second-place runner by more than 2 meters.

After the match, the other team members in his group rushed to shake hands and hug Liu Feiren. For the players whose skill level was average and who knew before the match that they had no hope of advancing, this was the most important moment of the entire game.

One of the team members simply rushed to the sidelines. At that moment, a teammate threw a cell phone over from the stands. He grabbed the phone and quickly ran to Liu Feiren's side to take a photo with him.

Liu Feiren smiled and pretended to be surprised for a moment, then posed for a selfie with the teammate who was taking a selfie with him.

At this moment, the big screen showed Liu Feiren striking a pose, and the audience cheered again.

"I don't think there's another athlete in our track and field world with such a huge influence besides him. His appeal is comparable to that of entertainment stars. I'm afraid there are very few people like him in the entire sports world." Head Coach Feng couldn't help but sigh. He wished that there could be ten or eight Liu Flying Men in Chinese track and field, so that the development of track and field in the country would be much smoother than it is now.

"Just forget it. Every time he's on camera or on a cover, I feel sorry for the post-production staff. How many times do they have to smooth out his face!"

"Hahahaha!" The coaches present couldn't help but laugh, and Vice Head Coach Yu laughed so hard he almost fell over.

"Coach Jiang! Coach Jiang! Your skill as a 'poisonous snake' is getting better and better! You hit someone without hitting them in the face, and I can feel you slapping Xiao Liu's face so hard right now, while Coach Sun is still sitting here." Coach Yu said with a laugh, and the atmosphere in the track and field team was obviously very good.

"Little Liu can take a joke. It doesn't matter if his face gets slapped hard; he's already resigned to it!"

Coach Sun was also on this side of the podium. As Liu Xiang's coach, and with his outstanding achievements over the years, he was a person who had a lot of influence in the track and field team.