Orc Undead Sports Warrior

With only two rounds left in the shot put final, and registration for the 100-meter semi-finals already underway, all the athletes who weren't competing today were anxiously watching Lu Wei's performance from the stands.

At this point, Lu Wei's performance was a barometer of everyone's emotions. In the first two rounds, Lu Wei's score was on the rise, and everyone was overjoyed. Then, in the third and fourth rounds, Lu Wei's ranking slipped from second place to fourth place, and the team members watching Lu Wei's match were disheartened.

"Why are Lu Wei and that American team member getting closer and closer as they talk?"

"I saw it. He spoke to Lu Wei first. He must have been trying to provoke Lu Wei!"

Everyone witnessed the minor conflict between Lu Wei and Hofa near the end of the fourth round. After they were separated by the other athletes, everyone's hearts finally settled down.

"With this experience, Lu Wei's performance shouldn't be too bad!" Coach Jiang remembered that there had been times when they competed with each other, and Lu Wei would always respond with his performance.

"I hope so. It would be such a shame not to win a medal in a competition like this..." Wang Qiao was feeling a bit down at this moment. Among the athletes and coaches present, he was probably the only one without international competition experience.

Everyone assumed he was a coach and should be calm and strategic during matches, but in reality, this was only his first international competition. Wang Qiao had never participated in international competitions during his time as an athlete.

The fifth round of throwing continued, and Lu Wei sat in the rest area smiling, but his smile was extremely menacing. Adam Nelson, who had initially been very close to him, was frightened away by Lu Wei's eerie expression within five minutes and moved to another location.

Hoffa is now in high spirits. In the previous few shots, he seemed to be showing off his form. After the conflict with Lu Wei, the two of them are eager to go up and give their opponent a good beating.

A distance of 21.27 meters was the benchmark for a bronze medal; the other team members knew that nothing they said mattered if they didn't win a medal. So, at the start of the fifth round of the competition, almost every team member was trying all sorts of different things.

If, without any mistakes or malfunctions, the athlete's performance in the first four throws is close to a certain level, then the athlete's overall result for the day is essentially set. This is especially true if the athlete has expended a lot of energy in the first four throws, making it more difficult to achieve good results in the subsequent rounds due to fatigue.

The first five players to appear in this round either made mistakes or had unsatisfactory results. At this critical juncture, everyone was giving it their all. Miknevic also exerted all his strength in this round because Lu Wei was coming on later. If he used up all his opportunities, Lu Wei might suddenly unleash his full potential, and then nothing else would matter.

It wasn't until Adam Nelson, the sixth athlete to take the field, went on his way that the results of this round returned to normal, with his throw reaching 21.61 meters.

Nelson was overjoyed. In a technically complex sport like shot put, it's rare for athletes to win consecutive medals in major competitions. Winning a silver medal is a good result, so the greasy legend jumped up happily. His previous throw already placed him in second place, and this throw further improved his ranking. Given the current situation of the others, it's unlikely that anyone can surpass him.

As the big screen switched back to the throwing arc, the audience erupted again, but this time their opinions were divided. Some people were still booing Lu Wei, while others, unwilling to let the farce continue, began to applaud him.

"Shh!" The commentator finally made his presence known this time. After he reminded the audience twice, the stadium finally quieted down.

Lu Wei appeared on the big screen at the stadium, and everyone noticed that this time he did not immediately pick up the shot put and finish the competition as he had done before.

Lu Wei closed his eyes as if he were meditating, and he was muttering something to himself. Finally, he drew circles on his left hand with his right hand.

"This is a common occurrence in field events. Because many field events involve complex technical movements, some athletes are used to mentally reviewing the key points of the movements before going on stage. Lu Wei's performance shows that he has gained a deeper understanding of the competition."

Yang Li's words pleased Lu's parents. Although they were very worried about Lu Wei, they felt much better after hearing his words.

It's certainly a good thing for one's own child to excel, but not every child in the world can achieve extraordinary success. Just like in a shot put competition with more than 40 participants, only 12 can make it to the finals, the top 3 can stand on the podium, and there can only be one champion.

Regarding Lu Wei's competition, the two of them maintained a very open attitude: they would love him whether he succeeded or failed.

The two men stared at the broadcast screen, with Lu Wei standing right in the center of the throwing arc. They had no time for discussion.

Lu Wei's eyes snapped open, revealing a striking facial profile: a high nose bridge and deep-set eyes. His eyes were as deep and sharp as a beast about to launch an attack.

"Wow!" Lu Wei's gaze caused a gasp from the entire audience. His gaze seemed to pierce through everyone's hearts, making it impossible to resist.

After taking a deep breath, Lu Wei placed the shot put under his chin, then lifted his left foot and swayed his body to the right at the same time.

"Lu Wei is about to shoot! This time his spin is fast, release! Good angle, beautiful! This shot is very far! The referee in the inner court raised the white flag, the score is valid, let's see how this shot goes. Judging from the landing point, it is definitely the best score of the game. The result is out! 21.93 meters! Lu Wei has surpassed Hoffa and taken the first place with one shot left in the game, so exciting!"

Yang Li had started to roar at this point. He was no longer able to form logical sentences and mostly used short phrases to express his excitement.

“Great! My son is more successful than his father. I’ve never been so proud in front of the whole world before, and I probably never will. Hmm? Control your emotions. It’s a good thing that our son has achieved good results. Why are you about to cry…” Mr. Lu was also very excited at this moment, but he didn’t forget to remind Mrs. Lu beside him to calm down.

After seeing Lu Wei's score, Wang Qiao kept waving his fist. Lu Wei's throw was so satisfying. After being suppressed for a while, his emotions suddenly burst out.

In the fifth round of the competition, with Hofa still to compete, a dramatic reversal occurred in the rankings. Lu Wei ranked first with a jump of 21.93 meters, while Hofa, who had previously held the top spot, slipped to second place, and Adam Nelson ranked third. The subsequent competitors' results were significantly lower than theirs.

As Lu Wei left the throwing area, he brushed past Hoffa: "Don't be too arrogant from today onwards, you fatso!" Lu Wei stopped as he passed Hoffa and said this as the two almost brushed past each other.