The Bloody Crusade of the Ash Knight

2024 - Paris Olympic Games - weightlifting competition venue, Wang Li once again stood on the court.

As the 89kg final, Wang Li’s only opponent came from the beautiful country.

A black American with black race, gender cognitive impairment, strong transvestism, and deep homosexuality - Holder Miller!

As a person with gender cognitive impairment, Holder originally chose the women's track.

After strong protests from the women's team, Holder chose the men's track, but Holder, who weighed 105kg, was arranged to compete in the 89kg class!

Wang Li glanced at Holder contemptuously, with a disdain at the corner of his mouth.

The reason why Holder appeared in the 89kg category was to block the world's weightlifting god, Lu Xiaojun.

In order to stop the military god, some countries first changed the competition system, changing the original 81kg class to 89kg!

Don't underestimate 8 kilograms. Everyone's body shape and strength ratio are different. 8 kilograms is the first obstacle set by the Paris Olympic Games for the military god.

There is the first one, and naturally there is the second one.

In order to stop the military god, the Olympic Organizing Committee used a sure-fire trick - a positive urine test!

The whole world knows that at the Rio Olympics, Kazakhstan's athletes took doping and referees engaged in fraud, which took the gold medal away from the military god.

Military God uses stimulants? The most ridiculous thing in the world! What motivation does the world's invincible military god have to use doping?

Two years ago, due to a urine test, the military god missed the last official Olympic Games in the history of weightlifting.

If the God of War breaks through the blockade of the first and second insidious moves, Western countries will have a third insidious move.

The third dirty move is now sitting in the audience with a proud look on his face.

Humph...just a clown!

Ten minutes ago, Wang Li snatched 169 kilograms.

Ten minutes ago, Holder snatched 177 kilograms and clean and jerked 198 kilograms, with a total score of 375 kilograms, far ahead.

Holder was naturally proud because he broke the record of the military god, whose best result was only 374 kilograms. But he may have forgotten that the God of War only weighed 79 kilograms at the time!

Holder 375 kg. If you want to win, in other words, you have to lift 207 kilograms in clean and jerk? This is 3 kilograms heavier than the Tokyo Olympic Games!

In the eyes of everyone, this is an impossible challenge for humans.

On the weightlifting platform, a 207kg barbell was lying quietly.

Wang Li has always been called the King of Strength by his teammates. He is the most powerful fighter in the Chinese Weightlifting Dream Team after the God of War.

207 kg. The military god won the championship in Tokyo four years ago. He also tried 205 kg, but at the age of 24, he did not succeed in the clean and jerk.

Now, I am 28 years old, at the peak of my sports career...

Relaxing his hands and feet, covering his hands with magnesium powder, Wang Li clapped his hands gently.

Military God, you once asked me why I want to follow your footsteps.

In addition to admiration, I also want to be a great person like you!

For the country, for the nation! To break the Western lie - racial superiority theory!

Bend over the grab bar and secure the wrist strap to the grab bar. Wang Li took a big breath.

The waist and horse are one, the waist and horse are one, just like training normally!

"rise!"

Using force on his waist and abdomen, Wang Li grabbed the barbell hard.

Breathing again, Wang Li relied on the inertia of his waist and abdomen, suddenly bent his arms, pushed the barbell up to second base, and stopped it in front of his chest.

207 kg, 2.4 times Wang Li’s weight! An unbearable weight for humans!

Wang Li's face was bloodshot, his eyes were blood red, and his ears were ringing.

In a daze, the blood in Wang Li's eyes turned into a red flag, and the roar in his ears turned into the national anthem.

Anger sinks in the Dantian, and he is full of energy! ! !

Lift! ! !

"drink!"

Wang Li opened his mouth, lunged with both feet, and lifted the barbell above his head.

All the muscles in his body were protesting, feeling swelling and tearing at the same time.

His whole body was trembling, and Wang Li did not dare to relax. He controlled his balance and closed his legs together.

The muscles continued to alarm, and the body was on the verge of collapse. Wang Li could not see that at this moment, a trace of blood red, like a gurgling stream, slowly flowed down the left nostril.

"Define! Decide for me! Decide for me!!!"

A second, an instant, or a century. With his extraordinary faith, Wang Li settled for 2 seconds.

"Bang..."

The feeling of tearing in the muscles all over his body made Wang Li unable to hold on any longer, and the barbell was thrown to the ground by Wang Li.

Taking off his wristband, Wang Li looked at the judges' table.

Three red lights…

Still too reluctant...

The King of Power is still the King of Power. Since he is a king, don’t try to step into the divine realm. Military God, I still haven't been able to catch up with you...

The red light represented failure. When Wang Li was disheartened, head coach Qin Gang rushed to the ring, hugged Wang Li and cheered!

"I...succeeded?..."

Wang Li was surprised. He slowly looked around and found that everything around him was a touch of blood red...

"Ha, your eyes are bloodshot, that's what I'm telling you!"

On the podium, Wang Li felt powerless.

As a player from a beautiful country, Holder was 18 kilograms heavier than Wang Li. Naturally, Holder didn't feel good about losing to Wang Li.

Fortunately, the bronze medalist was also from China. With the support of his teammates, Wang Li wore the gold medal around his neck, listened to the chorus of the national anthem, and watched his own five-star red flag rising.

"Ha, it's so beautiful..."

Wang Li's eyes were dim and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Wang Li looked at his coaching team with a smile on his face, and suddenly found Qin Gang rushing towards him with a face full of surprise.

"Haha, I've already won the Olympic gold medal. What's so surprising about you, old boy?"

Suddenly his eyes went dark, his mind was spinning, and Wang Li lost consciousness.

"Medical team! Medical team..."

Before he completely lost consciousness, Qin Gang's hoarse voice reached Wang Li's ears.

"Haha, the old man is very bad. I'm just too tired and need to take a rest..."

On August 2024, 8, Wang Li, a weightlifter of the national team, died due to a burst blood vessel in his brain and extensive intracranial hemorrhage. He died at the age of twenty-eight...

Wang Li felt that he had slept for a long, long time. When he opened his eyes again, the surroundings were white...

"Oh? Is it a hospital? It seems that the internal injuries are indeed serious, and they are all hospitalized..."

Next to Wang Li, there was an old man with white hair, wearing a white robe, holding a white book in his hand.

"alasasi,saandsa!"

The old man was reading a book while stroking Wang Li with his hand.

Naturally, Wang Li didn't like the tone of the relationship between men and women, so he hurriedly pushed the old man's magic grip with his hands...

"Ah?"

A pair of chubby little hands grabbed the old man's hand. Wang Li looked at the hands in front of him and was stunned...

"Thank you, Father, for coming here to pray for my son."

"You're welcome, little Wilton. Your grandfather was once a close friend of mine. You know, we participated in the Patriotic War together!"