Chapter 942

Michaelis decided to humiliate the SouthStar Airlines competitors, and his smug expression was evident. "Oh well, a sick person is just a sick person," he said. "Can't even throw 20 meters."

"It's true," someone else chimed in. "Why bother competing in this rain? Might as well go home."

But no one paid him any attention.

Soon it was Brogan's turn, the last athlete to throw the shot put.

Almost all of H Rovirsa's audience silently cheered for Brogan.

Michaelis's arrogant face was clear for everyone to see.

Evie whispered worriedly to Sylvia, "Boss, do you think he can do it?"

Sylvia smiled. "I believe in him."

Or rather, she believed in Franklin! She believed in his ability to train his subordinates!

Brogan walked over and picked up the five-kilogram shot put with one hand. He then stood one meter away from the throwing line and pushed the ball back before suddenly accelerating into a run! With a loud shout, he threw the shot put out with perfect form!

The heavy ball hit the ground and splashed water everywhere before landing on some nearby grass leaves... and it seemed like it went further than Michaelis's earlier attempt?!

At that moment Michaelis felt Brogan's strong explosive power because he knew that kind of power could only result in an impressive distance thrown!

Just then an official shouted loudly. "21. 9 meters!"

Everyone erupted into cheers at hearing this number.

Michaelis couldn't believe what had happened; his expression froze on his face as he glared hatefully at Brogan. "You got lucky this time! You might not be so lucky next time!" Brogan wasn't proud or boastful; nor did he care about Michaelis's taunts or threats. "Thank you for your concession."

Michaelis comforted himself by thinking there were other events where they could still score points - as long as their total score beat SouthStar Airlines', they would win for sure! The rain poured down heavily making their clothes stick uncomfortably onto their bodies.

followed wasn't just another simple brute force event like throwing shot

faster would

not a small feat. They trained for this event to improve their leg strength, endurance, and explosiveness. Normally, it wouldn't be a problem, but in this rainy weather with such heavy rain, the water soaked into their backpacks added an

the running

their foreheads, they crouched down at the starting line. As soon as the referee fired his gun, they shot out like arrows

- especially in such heavy rain that stung when hitting their faces. The wind resistance also slowed them down despite putting all of their effort

why bother participating in this competition?" Michaelis sneered at them. "You might as well go home early instead of embarrassing yourselves here." He was muscular with long legs - typical traits for Evodroupolians

pilot shouted back loudly. "I'm not useless!" He charged forward with full force

rolled off everyone's faces continuously while above them dark clouds loomed lower by

800

kicked his long legs into gear and started

he passed many of the other

line was just ahead of

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suddenly, Brogan leaped forward and landed heavily on the

right behind him - they were only

stadium fell silent as

Brogan had won the 800-meter weighted run that everyone snapped out of their daze and erupted

"Wow!"

"That was amazing!"

did he

in the judge's seat with an ugly expression on his face as he stared at the

the finish line

said. "Even though you're a judge here, you

punched him in gut

at Brogan furiously. "You have no

is cheating." His teammates joined in on

earlier - soaked through from head to toe with wet hair sticking to his forehead - and chuckled softly. "Losers

sorely they would continue losing if they kept acting like this towards each other instead of focusing on improving themselves individually or working together

angrier than before; so angry that it felt like every muscle in her body tensed up until she looked like

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