Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Because his speed had improved, Lu Wei felt much better; finally, he didn't have to restrain his pace anymore. Perhaps this restrained running style wasn't for him. Once he improved his physical fitness, he would never again live like this, constantly being outmaneuvered by others.

Due to Lu Wei's forced acceleration, Zhang Huadong and Zhu Chenbin's skills on the curves not only failed to turn their advantage into a victory, but they were also caught up by several meters.

Zhu Chenbin was starting to get nervous. The distance between him and Lu Wei hadn't decreased at all on this bend, and if they continued like this until they turned onto the straight, he would lose his advantage.

Before he could think further, the most grueling part of the 400-meter race arrived. Zhang Huadong, Zhu Chenbin, and Tan Tianhao opted for a strategy of accelerating in the first half, reaching their peak speed for the 400-meter stretch on the second straight. After the curve, their speed decreased somewhat.

Lu Wei accelerated from the bend, which was the fastest he had in the entire race.

The top five had all entered the final straightaway, and everyone's lactic acid levels were rapidly increasing. From the audience's perspective, none of the five looked good; the only difference was who looked the worst.

From a physiological perspective, the 400-meter race is a process of gradual speed decline. The winner is not the athlete who accelerates to the maximum and crosses the finish line, but the athlete with the strongest body control and the best ability to maintain peak speed.

It's a bit disheartening to look at it this way, but from another perspective, only the players with the strongest physical abilities and the best mental strength can win the game.

After entering the straightaway, Lu Wei and Tan Tianhao were on the same level, Zhu Chenbin was less than 2 meters ahead, and Zhang Huadong was in the lead.

After a mere 10-meter sprint, Tan Tianhao was already out of contention for the championship. His speed dropped too quickly, and coupled with his lack of height advantage, he fell behind Lu Wei with every step he took.

Zhu Chenbin felt as if his back was being disturbed by a magnetic field, which made him feel very uncomfortable. This feeling was very similar to when he was sprinting in the semi-finals. At that time, he had to endure the pain caused by lactic acid in his body while desperately running forward, and his mind went blank for a moment.

What could be causing me to feel such a strong sense of pressure?

It wasn't until he caught a glimpse of Lu Wei slowly passing him on the right that Zhu Chenbin suddenly remembered that it was this same guy who had made him feel so oppressed during the semi-finals.

Zhu Chenbin gritted his teeth and kept running forward: "Even if I lose to this kid, I have to withstand the onslaught from the opponents behind me and hold onto my current position!"

At this moment, Lu Wei gritted his teeth and continued to chase after Zhang Huadong. The lactic acid buildup caused his calves and arms to ache and swell, and he had to put in a lot of effort for every step he took.

At this moment, Zhang Huadong was secretly rejoicing, thinking that he could once again take first place in the competition without any major incidents, just like he always had.

"Looks like that kid and Zhu Chenbin are cut from the same cloth. After all, the finals are all about strength, so this one's in the bag!"

However, facts never change according to human will; what he thought was just what he thought.

When they enter a state of complete absorption, the team members often become oblivious to the influence of their surroundings. At this moment, Zhang Huadong could barely hear the audience's continuous cheers, let alone sense Lu Wei's approaching footsteps.

When an unprecedented feeling of oppression came over him, a sense of panic made Zhang Huadong subconsciously turn around and look back.

"A technical knockout win!" Coach Jiang uttered this boxing term after seeing the scene.

"What a pity. They were leading for the whole game, but now they're going to be the backdrop for someone else's victory." The coaches next to them could all see that the outcome of the game was already decided.

With 50 meters to go before the finish line, Zhang Huadong turned around and saw Lu Wei. His expression changed from surprise to fear. He tried his best to run towards the finish line, but Lu Wei still caught up with him 50 meters away.

Turning back during a race is a major no-no, and Zhang Huadong, who thought victory was assured, was caught up by Lu Wei. The collapse of his will made the pain from pushing his body to its limits even more torment Zhang Huadong.

With almost no stalemate, Zhang Huadong crumbled instantly in his peak duel with Lu Wei, and was surpassed in a flash.

"Great, first place is in the bag!" Wang Qiao clenched his fist tightly and swung it forward with all his might.

After overtaking, Lu Wei saw the light of victory and his fatigue disappeared almost entirely.

"Done!" With this final assessment of the race, Lu Wei increased his stride length and tried to maintain his stride frequency, successfully completing the last 50 meters.

The opponent chose a riskier running approach, but it was unsuccessful, and the race ended at the 350-meter mark.

There was no intense close-quarters combat in the last 50 meters, and the national champion for the 400 meters was born.

Zhang Huadong, whose mentality was severely unbalanced, was overtaken by Zhu Chenbin at the last moment and only managed to finish third. Tan Tianhao withstood Hu Yuan's challenge and ultimately finished fourth in the competition.

"It's fucking weird. When he passed by you, did you feel like you were in a daze?" Zhang Huadong didn't even have time to feel disappointed after the competition ended. Instead, he shared his feelings about the final sprint with Zhu Chenbin.

Zhu Chenbin laughed. In this matter, he felt that Zhang Huadong was a novice, while he himself was already a veteran: "I told you this after the semi-finals, and you said I was schizophrenic. Have you forgotten?"

"Sigh!" Zhang Huadong suddenly remembered that this was indeed the case.

"The era of us colluding is over, haha!" Zhu Chenbin said self-deprecatingly when he felt there was no chance left.

Then everyone's attention turned to the big screen; they all wanted to know how they would perform in the competition. If their results were terrible, they could at least use the excuse of poor performance.

When the results appeared on the big screen, the two people from Shanghai had no more thoughts.

陆威的成绩是45秒15，打破了保持4年的全国记录。朱晨斌跑出了45秒65，张华东的成绩是45秒71，3个人跑进46秒，这届比赛的水平很高。

There are no excuses left; now I can admit defeat...

"Congratulations to Ningcheng team member Lu Wei for breaking the national record set by Guangdong team member Xu Sizhou in 2003 with a time of 45.15 seconds!" As the announcement was made, the audience, who had no concept of this achievement, joined the sports fans with applause and cheers.

Lu Wei was panting heavily on the sidelines when his opponent, who had ignored him just a few days ago, came up to shake his hand, and the applause from the sidelines continued.

In competitive sports, the champions are significantly different from their opponents. An athlete's strong competitive spirit often keeps them in a state of high excitement for a long time after winning.