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Chapter 940

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.

what followed wasn't just another simple brute force event like throwing shot puts but instead involved carrying twenty kilograms while running eight

ran faster would

their leg strength, endurance, and explosiveness. Normally, it wouldn't be a problem, but

made the running

bulging on their foreheads, they crouched down at the starting line.

made it much harder than expected - especially in such heavy rain that stung

low 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 or Aettosans who

loudly. "I'm not useless!" He charged forward

faces continuously while above them dark clouds loomed lower

it's just 800

he kicked his long legs into

Finally, he passed many of the

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heavily on the finish line. He

followed right behind him - they were only

as everyone watched in

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

"Wow!"

"That was amazing!"

he

seat with an ugly expression on his face as he stared at the

cross the finish line by running

the referee did was give him a cool glance. "I'm sorry Brian," she said. "Even though you're a judge

like someone had punched him in gut when she

He glared at Brogan furiously. "You have no

is cheating." His teammates

head to toe with wet hair sticking to his forehead - and chuckled softly. "Losers always make excuses for their failures and are full of

they'd lost this race... and how much more sorely they would continue losing if they kept acting like this towards each other instead of focusing on improving

felt like every muscle in her body tensed up until she looked like

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