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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.

force event like throwing shot puts but

ran faster would

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

running competition

lifted the heavy backpacks onto their backs. With gritted teeth and veins bulging on their foreheads, they crouched down at the starting

much distance to cover but carrying twenty kilograms made it much harder than expected - especially in such heavy rain that stung when hitting their faces.

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

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

with rainwater rolled off everyone's faces continuously while above them dark clouds loomed

it's just 800 meters,"

with that, he kicked his long legs into gear

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forward and landed heavily on the finish line. He splashed water everywhere as

- they

stadium fell silent as everyone

wasn't until the referee announced that Brogan had won the 800-meter weighted run that everyone snapped out of their

"Wow!"

"That was amazing!"

he do

judge's seat with an ugly expression on his

finish line by running - he jumped

give him a cool glance. "I'm sorry Brian," she said. "Even

had punched him in

Brogan furiously. "You have

His teammates joined in on cursing at Brogan

from head to toe with wet hair sticking to

painful reminders of how sorely they'd lost this race... and how much more sorely they would continue losing if they kept acting like this

angry that it felt like every muscle in her body tensed up

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