After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 942

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.

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

Whoever ran faster would be declared winner.

Carrying twenty kilograms of weight is 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 invisible weight.

This made the running competition even more challenging.

The athletes quickly took their positions and lifted the heavy backpacks onto their backs. With gritted teeth and veins bulging on their foreheads, they crouched down at the starting line. As soon as the referee fired his gun, they shot out like arrows from a bowstring.

Eight hundred meters didn't sound like 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.

The wind resistance also slowed them down despite putting all of their effort into running faster.

"You're all useless! With your quality level so 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 were naturally bigger built and ran faster than others even while carrying twenty kilograms of weight on his back; he remained among those leading runners throughout the race.

One SouthStar Airlines pilot shouted back loudly. "I'm not useless!" He charged forward with full force inspiring others to follow suit.

Sweat mixed with rainwater rolled off everyone's faces continuously while above them dark clouds loomed lower by each passing moment.

"Guys, it's just 800 meters," he roared.

And with that, he kicked his long legs into gear and started to pick up speed.

One! Two! Finally, he passed many of the other runners!

The finish line was just ahead of him!

And his biggest competitor, Michaelis, was almost there too.

But then suddenly, Brogan leaped forward and landed heavily on the finish line. He splashed water everywhere as he did so.