Orc Undead Sports Warrior

In Asia, Japan is undoubtedly China's main competitor. Once the two countries are evenly matched in a certain project, they will definitely regard each other as the biggest threat.

The Japanese team broke the Asian record in an instant, and the home crowd celebrated so wildly, as if the country had just issued a notice allowing fans in the stadium to run wild for an hour.

This scene put immense pressure on Shen Liang, who was participating in a world competition for the first time. His face was almost purple, like an eggplant. Zhang Yuanteng's eyes were a bit green. Only Hu Huo's expression was normal. After all, he had won the 100-meter championship at the University Games. Many of his peers from back then were on the field. Since he had beaten them, he could at least use his mental strength to cheer himself up.

"Big guy, do you have a hernia? Your face looks all black!" Lu Wei pulled Shen Liang over and tripped him, then gently laid him down on the ground.

“You’re the one with a hernia. I think it’s because you had a hernia that spread all over your body when you were a child, which is why your upper body is so swollen. It’s normal for me to be nervous. You’ve never run 100 meters before, and your first time running was in a world competition. You still don’t have any reaction. You’re a freak.”

Shen Liang had already become familiar with Lu Wei. Faced with Lu Wei's undisguised insults, he fought back. However, after Lu Wei grabbed his head (holding his head up with both hands and forcibly lifting it), he screamed repeatedly. He would call Lu Wei "uncle" when told to, and "grandpa" when told to.

"Young Master Lu, stop bullying Xiao Liangzi. Look, his feet are dangling in the air after he jumped. He has no bottom! Please forgive this lowly lackey!" Hu Huo didn't treat himself as an outsider and teased Shen Liang.

"You're the one who's... Mr. Lu, you had a good time!" Shen Liang revealed a fawning smile, looking like a lackey.

After pacifying Shen Liang, Lu Wei looked at Zhang Yuanteng and said, "The descendants of Yan and Huang are yellow-skinned, so why is your face green?" A couple of days ago, Lu Wei watched a TV series called "Days Related to Youth" on Hu Huo's laptop and learned a lot of witty remarks from it. He didn't usually use them, but he used them today.

"Can't poop? You've been holding it in, okay?" Seeing Shen Liang's "miserable state" when he fought back and almost had his head pulled off, Zhang Yuanteng immediately backed down.

"You still say I don't have a bottom? I think you're a complete traitor now..." Shen Liang then turned around and teased Zhang Yuanteng.

"You're talking nonsense! Just wait and see how hard I'll fight on the field later. Otherwise, we won't even make it to the finals tomorrow, and we won't even have a chance to tear the Japanese apart with our bare hands. What's the point of that?" Zhang Yuanteng pointed his finger at Shen Liang. He had always been sensitive to the word "traitor" since he was a child. He would fight anyone who said that to his death.

After Shen Liang applied that term to him, he immediately became like a roaring little tiger, ready to fight at any moment.

"Now that everyone's ready, let's get started! Come on, brothers, let's have a good fight!"

"China, 1, 2, keep going!" After Lu Wei started it, the four of them shouted the command together.

After Lu Wei's antics, the four members of the relay team were immediately energized. As they walked towards the track, they realized that Lu Wei's actions weren't just a silly prank, but rather a way to distract the others.

Individual ability alone is of no use in this kind of competition. From the moment the starting gun fires, everyone is in the same boat, and no one can be complacent when others are struggling.

Lu Wei boosted the morale of the other three people, and this wasn't just a matter of diverting their attention.

With him around, the other three felt they had a brother they could rely on, a brother who treated them with sincerity.

It feels great to have brothers! When the four of us are tied together, we dare to compete with even the strongest opponents.

The Chinese team was assigned to lane 2. There was no lane 1 for this game, and this is the second time in the past few days that Lu Wei has been assigned to a lane.

Lane 3 is home to the Jamaican team, a group of highly skilled competitors who are the US team's biggest rivals in the 4x100m relay this year.

Lane 4 is the Polish team, where the entire nation places great emphasis on track and field fundamentals from a young age. Their athletes are of average speed, but their teamwork is quite good, and they have the potential to compete in the finals.

Lane 5 is the veteran powerhouse Germany, lane 6 is Canada, and lane 7 is Brazil.

After the starting gun fired, Hugh sprinted forward with all his might. He ran very hard, but with the Jamaican team around him, his efforts seemed less dazzling in comparison.

However, Hughes has a time of around 10.20 seconds, so it's unrealistic to expect him to leave the leader far behind.

"The Jamaican and Brazilian team members are like livestock..." Jamaica is known for producing excellent sprinters, so their strength was expected by Wang Qiao. However, the performance of the first runner from the Brazilian team surprised him greatly.

Indeed, in team competitions, you can't simply add up the individual scores of team members.

After the first leg, Hu-Huo's result would probably rank 4th or 5th. The Universiade champion only realized after entering the adult world that there are many uncles who are both strong and fast, and could be knocked down in a minute.

During the handover between the first and second runners, Zhang Yuanteng didn't dare to increase his speed fully due to limited coordination time. The handover went well, but both of them seemed a bit awkward.

This lack of cohesion has left the Chinese team in 6th place, with only the South African team performing slightly worse.

Zhang Yuanteng is the current national champion. After all, he has the ability. In this batting competition, which requires a lot of drive, he is evenly matched with the other teams, except that the Jamaican team continues to widen the gap.

The second and third baton exchanges were the most stable of all the exchanges for the Chinese team. When Shen Liang received the baton, he was almost at top speed, and he immediately overtook the Canadian team, who had made a mistake in receiving the baton.

"The opportunity is back!" Coach Jiang said, sitting next to Zou Zhen and Wang Qiao, his voice tinged with excitement.

Among the Chinese team members, Shen Liang has the best cornering technique; otherwise, the coach wouldn't have placed this player, known for his explosive power, in the third leg.

The Chinese team, which seemed to have fallen behind, has returned to the top group. Except for South Africa and Canada, who have dropped out of the group stage, the other five teams still have a chance.

The third runners of several relay teams were frantically navigating the corners. At this moment, Shen Liang's body leaned forward, reminding Lu Wei of a motorcycle racer cornering. His eyes were wide open, looking twice their usual size, and as he ran with great force, the flesh on his face jiggled violently in rhythm with his frantic running.

At this moment, Lu Wei smiled. He suddenly felt that his teammate, who was just over 1.7 meters tall, had transformed into a brave and fearless warrior, resolutely charging into the enemy's position.

He accelerated while glancing sideways at Shen Liang, and immediately rushed towards the leading group after receiving the baton.

After passing the baton to Lu Wei, Shen Liang shouted loudly behind him, "Run! What are you laughing at?!"