"Join the swimming team. Train for a year and I guarantee you’ll win a world championship," said the bald coach, holding on to Tang Zheng’s arm as if he’s afraid the gold medal itself might slip away.
"Yes, your muscle groups are perfect, your explosive power and endurance are exceptionally outstanding. You won purely on those attributes. If you train for another year to correct your swimming posture and unnecessary movements, you are undoubtedly China’s Phelps. You could certainly win at least six titles at the next Olympics, if not eight," added the middle-aged woman coach, her eyes burning brightly as she looked at Tang Zheng. She saw a piece of gold that needed to shine brighter.
Hearing the two coaches’ confident promises, the crowd buzzed. If he could win a gold medal, wouldn’t that make him as famous as Liu Xiang?
"Not interested. Let’s go, Xiu Ru," Tang Zheng said, not even looking at Tu Jinxin who had just swum back. He was going to leave with An Xiuru. As for Tu Jinxin’s disqualification, he knew the bald coach would call him back eventually. Seed players were hard to train, unless he completely decided to sideline him.
"Okay." An Xiuru hadn’t expected Tang Zheng’s win to be so flawless. As she hugged his arm happily, she agreed to leave.
"Wait, aren’t you even going to reconsider?" Seeing Tang Zheng’s disinterest, the bald coach was shocked and followed, persistently trying to persuade him.
"Is this guy a fool? He doesn’t want the gold medal?"
"Why would he care about a gold medal when he has such a beauty accompanying him."
"But this guy’s body is really amazing, I’m so jealous."
Citizens watched the two leave, expressing their envy and admiration in various ways.
"It’s for a gold medal. Are you sure you won’t reconsider?" Seeing Tang Zheng shutting out the bald coach, An Xiuru couldn’t help but ask. This kind of honor is coveted by anyone given the chance, right?
"I want a peaceful life," replied Tang Zheng. He thought the idea of going to the Olympics and breaking records was absurd. He would be dissected if so. He had held back in the latter part of the race, otherwise Tu Jinxin would have been more devastated. Now, even the world champions wouldn’t be on the same level as him. Even Qin Yan could easily beat the sprint champions.
"Get dressed quickly and come out, let’s go eat." An Xiuru ordered before going to the shower and changing clothes.
All the guests had been attracted by the competition and were now enthusiastically discussing it, so the bathroom was empty, deathly quiet.
Tang Zheng grabbed the soap and towel and walked into the bathroom. He tested the water’s temperature—quite hot. He had barely showered for more than ten seconds when he heard hurried footsteps approaching rapidly.
"Haha, still not giving up, this is just asking for punishment." Tang Zheng looked at the entrance and saw Tu Jinxin and a dozen athletes rushing in, enclosing him with sinister smiles.
"Today, if I don’t beat you up, I won’t swallow this anger. So, tell me, which arm would you like to break?" Tu Jinxin’s eyes gleamed with jealousy, he wanted to cripple this kid, and complete kill any chances he has of developing in the swimming industry.
"The right hand." Tang Zheng moved quickly, striding forward to grab his head.
"Alright." Tu Jinxin began to order his gang to make a move, but then saw a large hand grab them and pull at their hair. The force was so great it almost ripped off their scalp. Immediately, the tiled wall rapidly approached in his vision and he could even hear the sound of air rushing by quickly.
A loud bang sounded as Tu Jinxin’s head hit the wall, a blood flower sprayed out. His body slumped like noodles, hitting the floor with a thud.
The athletes stepped back in shock, then looked at each other and simply ran, unwilling to mess with Tang Zheng given his viciousness.
"Wait?" Tang Zheng yelled, making the athletes run away even faster. They were certainly not interested in cleaning up after Tu Jinxin.
Tang Zheng grabbed the soap and threw it out. Like a meteor, it swooshed past the athlete’s faces and smashed on the opposite wall, shattering into pieces.
The athletes came to a halt and looked at Tang Zheng with nervous laughter. The power behind that throw could kill a dinosaur.
"Take him away." Tang Zheng kicked Tu Jinxin’s arm and the seed player slid out like a rag.
The athletes quickly carried him and fled.
Tang Zheng continued showering calmly. He didn’t want to be too harsh on Tu Jinxin, keeping him out of the swimming industry would be too much. Nevertheless, some punishment couldn’t be avoided. His kick just now at least cracked his arm bone, giving him a few months to rest.
As Tang Zheng was showering, once again, he heard footsteps but didn’t pay much attention. Next, he thought it could even be someone else coming to shower. But in the next moment, the hairs on his body stood straight and he darted from the place.
A flurry of bullets flew by, the sound of a machine gun echoed in the bathroom. Hot steam filled the room, making it look like a churning sea of clouds. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel⸺fire.net
The rubber mats and water on the floor screeched with friction whenever Tang Zheng made a move, forming ripples on the floor. Faced with nowhere to hide, he quickly released Gravity Suppression, changing the path of the bullets flying towards him and directing them towards the ground.
The machine gun continued to fire, aiming to kill him in the shortest time possible. The attackers even took out a hand grenade, pulled the pin and tossed it in.
Hearing a faint click, Tang Zheng’s eyes narrowed. He recognized it as the sound of a hand grenade’s fuse being lit. He immediately pulled out his Thunderstorm rifle, crawled along to the ground, and started shooting.