Orc Undead Sports Warrior

"So you mean we should go outside and have a little spar?" Lu Wei said, stepping forward and reaching out to grab Shen Liang.

Shen Liang is relatively short for a 100-meter sprinter, but he is quite agile. Lu Wei's grab wasn't particularly fast, but the force and angle were perfect; if he had retreated or tried to block with his hand, he definitely wouldn't have escaped.

In a moment of quick thinking, Shen Liang turned around almost halfway in the direction Lu Wei reached out, thus dodging Lu Wei's grab.

"You little brat, see how I deal with you!" Lu Wei got a little annoyed when his first grab failed, and reached out to grab Shen Liang again.

Shen Liang suddenly ran up behind Liu Feiren: "You rude guy! All you ever do is use brute force. Dare to have a 100-meter race with me? I'll run so fast you won't even see me!"

"Fine, I'll run! If I can't even outrun a monkey like you, how can I face anyone? When do you suggest we compete?" Lu Wei glanced at Shen Liang and agreed without hesitation.

"What if you lose?" Shen Liang gritted his teeth, leaning forward and clenching his fists tightly. He was being somewhat unreasonable; he had only said that to put Lu Wei in his place, but he hadn't expected the other to agree so readily. Shen Liang secretly mocked Lu Wei for being brainless.

"Oh, just kidding, would I lose? If I lose, I'll carry your shoes until the World Championships are over! What if you lose?" Lu Wei still had a wicked smile, his contemptuous expression giving people a sense of confidence.

"We're all teammates, that's enough. A handshake is all we need to say!" Liu Feiren said, waving his hand. He didn't really believe Lu Wei could outrun Shen Liang, after all, Lu Wei was a professional athlete. Given Lu Wei's competitive nature, even if he lost, it wouldn't be the end of it.

"You say it yourself!" Shen Liang was already speaking with his neck stiff. In his opinion, Lu Wei had brought this upon himself. Since he was satisfied with the conditions Lu Wei had proposed, then Lu Wei could say whatever he wanted to win, since he wouldn't lose anyway.

"If you lose, you have to get me food and water every day during mealtimes, and the time limit will last until the end of the World Championships. How about we have a match this afternoon?" Lu Wei said, casually picking up a glass of water and slowly drinking it.

“Lu Wei’s training this morning was quite intense, so let’s talk about it tomorrow. Anyway, we’re all here, so no one can run away!” Liu Feiren thought that he should stall for time, and maybe by tomorrow, the two of them would be less motivated and the matter would be over.

"Then let's do it tomorrow. Whether it's two days earlier or two days later, he'll lose anyway!" Shen Liang gritted his teeth, his tone relentless. Having gained such an easy opportunity to retaliate, he was absolutely not going to let Lu Wei off so easily.

"Fine, I'll do as you say. We'll compete tomorrow, so you can keep yelling for one more day. But let me make this clear: if you lose tomorrow and don't keep your promise, I'll kill you!" As Lu Wei spoke, the veins on his neck bulged, and the people around him who had been laughing and joking fell silent.

They had just witnessed the destructive power of Lu Wei when he was single-minded, so no one dared to make a sound when he unleashed his fury.

The next morning, before training even started, athletes eager to watch the spectacle arrived early at the track and field stadium, waiting to see the two of them duel.

"Coach Wang, your Lu Wei is probably in big trouble today. Shen Liang is a promising athlete. Last year he ran 10.59 seconds and was spotted by the national team coach. In less than a year, his 100-meter time has improved to 10.2 seconds, which is not far from the national record. How come you, as the coach, don't know how to protect your own?" Coach Sun said to Wang Qiao while watching Lu Wei and Shen Liang warming up on the sidelines.

“Lu Wei is a very bold kid. Apart from Liu Feiren, he looks down on everyone else in the team. Sometimes it’s good for young people to get some experience. Besides, I don’t think it will be so easy for Shen Liang to beat my Lu Wei. Let’s wait and see.”

After saying this with a smile, Wang Qiao strolled over to Lu Wei with his hands behind his back and said, "You don't run 100 meters often, so do some stretching exercises to avoid muscle strain later." After saying that, he chatted with Shen Liang's coach for a few more minutes as if nothing had happened.

As Lu Wei's coach, he was well aware of the players' abilities. Lu Wei's speed was quite good in training; he was among the top few active Chinese players. He had timed Lu Wei during short-distance training sessions, and this race was a close contest.

Besides, young people are naturally hot-blooded, and they should resolve their own issues in their own way. Each generation has its own ideas, and no one can replace another.

The coach who was specifically acting as the referee for this race was already on high alert. At the starting line, Shen Liang stood in lane 4, and Lu Wei was in lane 5 to his right.

The 100-meter race is about to begin.

"On your marks!" The referee gave the ready command. Upon hearing this command, the athletes had to get onto the track and assume their starting positions in front of the starting blocks.

Shen Liang let out a loud shout and stepped onto the starting blocks with his left foot forward and his right foot back.

Upon hearing his opponent's roar, Lu Wei's lips curled upwards. In his eyes, Shen Liang was simply shouting to bolster his courage.

He slowly walked to the starting blocks, placing his thumbs and the other four fingers of both hands separately on the edge of the starting line.

"Ready!" As the referee gave the starting signal, the two men straightened their backs, shifted their weight onto their arms, and braced their right legs, ready to push off the starting blocks at any moment. He had already put away his smile, and his expression became very serious.

Coach Sun looked at Lu Wei's starting posture and nodded approvingly. It seems today will be interesting.

"Bang!" The referee's starting gun fired, and both men pushed off the starting blocks with all their might, shooting off in a flash.

Shen Liang was a head shorter than Lu Wei, and his center of gravity was much lower. In addition, his starting position was his winning weapon. After the start, he quickly widened the gap between himself and Lu Wei.

Both athletes kept their center of gravity low, minimizing their body's contact area with the air and maximizing their starting speed.

The first 30 meters were Shen Liang's advantageous area; his stride frequency was very high at the start, and his forward momentum was very obvious. To the naked eye, it looked like Shen Liang could run two steps in the time it took Lu Wei to run one.

The two players have too much of a difference in rhythm. In this situation, Lu Wei's pace is slower, making him more susceptible to his opponent's influence.

In fact, Lu Wei was indeed influenced by Shen Liang. He unintentionally followed his opponent's high frequency by increasing his own frequency.

After reaching 30 meters, Lu Wei slowly raised his upper body and straightened his back. At this point, he realized that he had fallen behind Shen Liang by nearly 1 meter.

"Kid, you've got some skill. No wonder you were jumping around like that in the restaurant yesterday. This is interesting!" Lu Wei didn't dare to let his guard down at this moment. He pushed off the ground hard and swung his arms with more force.

Between 30 and 60 meters, Shen Liang had reached his peak speed. Shen Liang's coach, Mai Yongting, watched his athlete maintain a clear lead in the race and nodded with a smile.

However, he immediately frowned and involuntarily lowered his arms that were crossed over his chest.