The white runner, who had been persisting solely on belief,
found his muscles suddenly going limp upon realizing the massive gap between himself and Wang Ye, and his pace slowed significantly.
By the ti he realized his speed had decreased, it was too late to accelerate.
He was already incapable of mustering the energy to speed up.
The white runner could only look on despairingly as Wang Ye pulled further and further away from him.
"Damn it."
He plopped onto a bench by the roadside.
Panting, he reminisced about the challenge he had just experienced.
He admitted he lost because his skills were inferior.
But Wang Ye's performance just now was not as terrifying as the rumors suggested.
According to rumors, Wang Ye could maintain a two-minute pace over dozens of kiloters.
But earlier, Wang Ye only sustained that pace for a few minutes before gradually slowing down.
Although the white runner still failed to keep up in the end,
it didn't stop him from continuing to question Wang Ye's strength.
After all, this white runner himself was not a top marathon athlete,
according to China's athlete leveling rules, at most, he was a National Elite Level marathoner.
While Wang Ye was at least at the International Elite Level.
It was normal for Wang Ye to blow him away.
Yet, according to online rumors, Wang Ye had a hundred-ter ti of five seconds and could lift 500 kilograms. Now, it seems such claims were rely exaggerated.
Thinking of this, the white runner took out his phone and called so athlete friends.
If a long-distance run couldn't compete with him, then change the venue to a weightlifting challenge.
As long as he could reveal Wang Ye's performance in so sport wasn't as impressive as rumored,
then he would have already half succeeded in his goal.
He went to great lengths, and his ultimate aim was to drag Wang Ye off the divine pedestal, ruining his reputation.
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About forty minutes later.
Wang Ye had already run twenty to thirty kiloters along the marathon route.
Due to wearing a heavily weighted vest,
these twenty to thirty kiloters were almost equivalent to running nearly a hundred kiloters unburdened.
The strain on his muscles and skeleton was trendous, and even the soft tissues in his knees were severely worn down.
Though the wear and tear was sothing he could recover from without side effects,
healing required ti and energy, which wasn't an easy feat for him.
Just as Wang Ye flopped down onto the ground to rest,
he suddenly found himself surrounded by a group of people.
Their expressions were unfriendly as they stood in front of him.
They were all burly and tall, clearly not easy to deal with.
Wang Ye felt perplexed and was about to stand up and inquire when he saw that among them was the white runner he had competed with earlier on the road.
"Has he brought more people to challenge again?" Wang Ye frowned slightly.
He hadn't expected this white runner to be so persistent.
Defeating him once wasn't enough; he had to bring more athletes to challenge him.
Moreover, judging by the physiques of these n, they were clearly not athletes from the long-distance running field.
Instead, they resembled weightlifters or heavyweight boxers.
"You are the so-called marathon world record holder, right?" A burly man with a thick face and chest crossed his arms and spoke in a low voice: "Let put it frankly, I advise you to co with us obediently, or you'll be in for so pain."
The other n also had fierce expressions, looking as if they would brutalize him if he didn't comply.
Seeing Wang Ye's hesitation, the white runner added, "Don't worry, we're just taking you to a weightlifting match, we won't give you too hard a ti."
Wang Ye pondered for a mont, then nodded,
not wanting to get into a street fight with these people.
If it was rely a weightlifting challenge, he found himself a bit interested.
After all, he hadn't done weightlifting in a long ti, and his hands itched to give it a try.
Seeing Wang Ye nod in agreent, the group exchanged glances,
then led Wang Ye to a gym several kiloters away.
The gym was located on a remote street, decorated in a classic old-school style, very rugged and unpretentious. Most of the equipnt inside was free-weight apparatus, such as barbells and dumbbells, and there were plenty of weight plates, more than enough for the daily training of top powerlifters.
They pushed open the gym's door and greeted the owner.
Then they started to prepare the barbell and phone stand.
The white runner then sneered at Wang Ye and said:
"We'll stream the entire challenge online, don't think about cheating."
"Sure, just don't turn off the stream halfway," Wang Ye replied as he sat down on a dumbbell bench.
anwhile, the biggest man there also began warming up.
His warm-up routine was very professional, using elastic bands and light dumbbells to activate the smaller muscle groups.
Judging by his build, he was at least a hundred kilograms in weight.
It was uncertain whether he was from the weightlifting field.
Typically, weightlifting sports categorize athletes into different weight classes based on their competition weight. Generally, n's categories include 61 kg, 67 kg, 73 kg, 81 kg, 96 kg, 109 kg, and above 109 kg. Won's categories include 49 kg, 55 kg, 59 kg, 64 kg, 76 kg, 87 kg, and above 87 kg. These values can vary with different competitions, so there's often a fluctuation of a few kilograms.
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