Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Chapter 129 Zhao Dayong's Provocation

Zhao Dayong's eyes hadn't left Lu Wei ever since he entered the boxing training hall, and his words were clearly provocative.

Having just entered and done nothing, Lu Wei had already provoked the other party. He frowned slightly, but he didn't think it was necessary to go up and beat him up.

"Old Zhao, you're making things difficult for us! If the child gets hurt, we can't afford the responsibility. He's the future of Chinese athletics!"

After he said that, everyone laughed, and the track and field team members who came with him looked very embarrassed. There was nothing they could do; their sport was all about fighting, and they were no match for him in a real fight.

"Hey! I'm asking you, you big oaf! Do you dare to come or not? Give me an answer! Just looking at you all hesitant makes me want to give up!"

The speaker was Huang Tao, a member of the boxing team in the under-91 kg weight class. He was standing next to the sandbag at that moment, and after saying this, he threw a series of punches at the sandbag.

People in the training hall stopped to watch the spectacle. Huang Tao's combination of punches made the sandbags thud loudly, the sound particularly jarring in the hall.

After a series of punches, Huang Tao delivered a powerful blow to the sandbag, which, which looked to weigh at least 50 kilograms, swayed violently.

"Holy crap! No way! If I got punched like that, I'd break several ribs! Let's go, boxing training feels insane..."

Some of the track and field team members who came with them were already scared and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, why are you leaving so soon after you've come? Aren't you going to give us some pointers?"

Seeing some people about to leave, Huang Tao suddenly shouted in a sarcastic tone. The track and field team members were caught in an awkward situation, unsure whether to leave or stay.

"Since we're all here, it would seem like we don't value boxing enough if we didn't observe their training. Everyone, find a place to sit down!"

Lu Wei spoke with a mocking tone, and before anyone could speak, he found a place to sit down.

After seeing Lu Wei sit down, the others followed suit. Since even the biggest guy in the team was so calm, what did they have to be afraid of? If the sky were to fall, the big guys would hold it up; they were just bystanders.

It was obvious that the two men making strange remarks were mainly targeting Lu Wei. A quick glance revealed that the others were no match for him in boxing; this big guy was the most arrogant, acting like he owned the place.

"Keep calm under pressure! Big guy, I'm seriously inviting you to come up and have some fun! Come on over, let's have a little match?"

Zhao Dayong spoke up again. He had been a sparring partner for a long time, and it would be a lie to say he had no complaints. Now that Lu Wei had delivered himself to his doorstep, he couldn't wait to take his anger out on him.

Especially considering Lu Wei's arrogant demeanor, if he dared to come up, even if I used only 5% of my strength, I could beat him so badly that he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for three days.

"I don't know how to play!" Lu Wei's tone was calm, but his expression did look disdainful.

He secretly resolved that this was the last chance he could give him; if he dared to provoke him again, he would make him regret it.

"Hahaha!" The boxing team members laughed, but Yang Tianling, the coach of the men's boxing team, frowned. The cause that generations of us have struggled for our entire lives has become just a game in this kid's eyes.

This infuriated him. This arrogant kid, after achieving some success in one World Championships, had already become so cocky. Judging from the situation just now, even if Lu Wei went on stage, Yang Tianling would keep an eye on Zhao Dayong to prevent him from hurting Lu Wei. After all, they were both members of the national team, and he and their coach would see each other frequently in Beijing.

This disrespectful reply angered Yang Tianling. He thought to himself, if Lu Wei doesn't go on stage, fine. But if Zhao Dayong teaches him a lesson once he does, I'll just turn a blind eye.

He was training well on the track and field, but he had to come to my training hall to cause trouble. Even if Lu Wei gets injured, I'll still have something to say.

Even if someone complains about them, they can easily accuse Lu Wei of provoking trouble and getting injured in someone else's training ground, and they won't be able to explain themselves clearly.

Thinking of this, Yang Tianling crossed his arms, looking like he was about to watch a good show.

Zhao Dayong quickly noticed this movement: "Why are you so cowardly? Didn't I say I was just playing with you? Come here, I promise I won't kill you, hahaha!"

After saying this, Zhao Dayong laughed exaggeratedly, and some of the other contestants laughed along with him.

His track and field teammates were also complaining about Lu Wei at this point: "How can someone so big be so timid? He already said he'd just play around with you. He always acts so cocky during training, but why does he chicken out at the crucial moment..."

Lu Wei had been holding back for a long time. He had already let it go by giving him a break when Lu Wei was causing trouble, but he didn't expect Lu Wei to go even further and mock him.

"I'm asking you one last time, are you really going to hit me?"

Lu Wei was already showing signs of impatience, and his teammates finally saw the angry giant again.

"Are you deaf or stupid? I've told you so many times, if you want to fight, come at me. If you don't want to fight, hurry up and go back to running laps and doing frog jumps. Stop pretending to be deaf and dumb here!"

Zhao Dayong was also enraged by Lu Wei's contemptuous tone. Boxing was his specialty, and after talking for a while without saying a word, he suddenly made a harsh statement.

Please! I'm a boxer, you're not. Being tall is useless.

Lu Wei got up to go up, but Shen Liang suddenly grabbed his arm: "Lu Wei, don't go. They specialize in boxing. You don't know boxing at all. You'll definitely get hurt if you go up like this!"

Lu Wei turned around and patted Shen Liang on the shoulder: "Don't worry, when have you ever seen me lose face?"

As he spoke, Lu Wei walked down to the bottom of the boxing ring, stepped onto the platform, grabbed the corner post, and flipped over the ropes to enter the boxing ring.

These two movements alone startled Yang Tianling. The boxing ring was about 1.1 meters above the ground, and the ropes were nearly 1.5 meters high. He jumped from the ground into the boxing ring without stopping.

Turns out this kid is actually quite skilled. Although those two jumps weren't very high, the coordination of his movements was remarkable.

Yang Tianling hesitated, wondering if his decision to secretly instruct Zhao Dayong to deal with Lu Wei was a bit too much. Lu Wei not only had a strong running ability, but it was also clear from this that he had excellent physical abilities. He really couldn't bear to lose such a promising talent.

However, seeing Lu Wei's disdainful expression after he went on stage, Yang Tianling kept telling himself: "I absolutely cannot be soft-hearted. Nothing is more important than the dignity of the boxing team. If you're not ruthless, you can't stand firm!"