(There was a mistake. An outdoor triathlon is 1.5 kilometers, not 15 kilometers.)
Amira could already tell that Chen Zhao was really capable.
At least in swimming, he was really strong.
No matter how much she didn't want to admit it, she had to accept this fact.
After all, Chen Zhao had beaten two athletes from the national team.
Plus, Chen Zhao wasn't a professional athlete. He was just an amateur coach.
But he had actually beaten two professional athletes, and in two different swimming events.
But now, she could also see that Chen Zhao's stamina was starting to run out.
So, competing with him in stamina was the best choice.
Firstly, whether it was the 50m or 200m freestyle, he needed explosive power.
After that, his stamina would definitely drop drastically.
So, he might not have the stamina to finish the 1.5 kilometers in the triathlon.
Also, even if he lost the triathlon, his stamina would drop to the limit.
In the next race, he wouldn't have the stamina to fight anymore.
This was also Amira's plan.
Chen Zhao glanced at the other contestant. It was Kink.
"I'll give you a handicap of 300 meters."
Kunk looked at Chen Zhao calmly. "Thank you."
After the race started, Chen Zhao really gave Kunk a handicap of 300 meters, which was six laps, before going into the water.
Amira felt that Chen Zhao was probably trying to recover as much stamina as possible, so he purposely gave him a handicap of 300 meters.
This time, Chen Zhao didn't use super speed to surpass Kunk. Instead, he accelerated at a constant speed.
After a whole 20 laps, which was a kilometer, Chen Zhao finally surpassed Kunk. Then, he maintained a 50-meter advantage.
A race of 1.5 kilometers was too long.
Chen Zhao used 16 minutes to finish the whole race.
Chen Zhao climbed out of the water with a victorious smile.
However, Eveleigh's gaze was different.
Because Chen Zhao had given Kunk a full handicap of 300 meters.
Adding on the lead of 20 seconds, it was close to three minutes.
If these three minutes were deducted, Chen Zhao would have broken another world record.
By now, even the slowest person could feel that Chen Zhao's abilities were not to be underestimated.
Not only was he fast, but his stamina was also monstrous.
After competing in three completely different events, Chen Zhao won them all with an absolute advantage.
That was enough to explain the problem.
At this time, the national team coach no longer talked about kicking someone out of the national team.
Because if he insisted on this idea, the men's national team would be disbanded today.
Only Eveleigh knew that Chen Zhao's stamina was much more than that.
Chen Zhao looked at Amira provocatively.
"The warm-up is over. Who wants to die now?"
All the members of the national team stared at Chen Zhao angrily.
"Allow me!"
Cooper, the 100m breaststroke swimmer, stepped forward.
"Come on, he might only be good at freestyle. Use the breaststroke to show him what you've got." The coach patted Kubury on the shoulder.
In less than a minute, Cooper failed.
At this time, all the male members of the national team were shrouded in a shadow.
"Next, come."
The coach glanced at his team members. Everyone's eyes were avoiding his.
"Wayne, you go."
Wayne was a male 800-meter freestyle swimmer.
The only way to defeat this monster was to exhaust his stamina.
Let's start with the physically demanding events.
They dragged it out until the very end before sending out their strongest.
However, Wayne's result was also a crushing defeat.
Amira couldn't stand still anymore.
Right now, she was making more money than anyone else.
She'd lost another million dollars.
Who could defeat this monster?
Next was the men's 400m individual medley. He failed again.
Everyone was in despair. No one could beat him!
"You, you're not on yet. What do you swim?"
Now, Chen Zhao called out his name directly.
"400m freestyle," Biderman answered.
"This farce ends here." The coach finally couldn't take it anymore.
He felt that Amira was completely tricking him.
Chen Zhao had already destroyed the confidence of all the male members of the team.
Now, all the men were physically and mentally exhausted.
Even those who hadn't gone on stage could no longer fight.
If they continued, even if the national team didn't disband, they wouldn't be able to recover in a short time.
Everyone was covered in cuts and bruises. Only that man was still standing there with a calm look on his face.
"Coach Rodman, stop competing. He's a monster. Don't try to compete with him in any sports. He used the same method to destroy all the students in our school who specialized in sports. From high jump to long jump, from track and field to swimming, no one could beat him. Not even professional athletes could beat him," Eveleigh said. "Coach Rodman, stop competing.
Everyone was dumbfounded by Eveleigh's words.
"He won't get tired?"
"His so-called tiredness is all an act. He likes to use this method to trick people and make them think that he's tired. He once swam 20 to 30 kilometers in the sea." Eveleigh knew Chen Zhao too well.
This shameless * sshole always used this method to give people hope and then bring them despair.
"I don't believe he's good at any sports. He can't be good at fighting, right?"
"I don't know his strength in other sports, but he once broke a boxing champion's arm with one punch. That boxing champion retired, so you can compete with him normally. Don't try to anger him."
"…"
Everyone looked at Chen Zhao unnaturally. Chen Zhao was still sitting with his legs crossed, eating an apple.
"Are you still going to compete? I've already eaten three apples."
Amira gritted her teeth and glared at Chen Zhao. "You tricked me. You cheated my money."
Chen Zhao lifted a finger and waved it. "I've never cheated you. You were the one who suggested the competition. I never forced you. You were the one who suggested the notarization too. Oh, how many rounds did I win just now? Let me count. Fifty-meter freestyle, one-hundred-meter freestyle, two-hundred-meter freestyle … "
Chen Zhao counted with his fingers and then looked at Amira. "I think there were only nine. Thank you for your patronage. That's nine million dollars in total."
Amelia felt dizzy.
She could afford nine million, but she wasn't satisfied.
Moreover, she'd lost nine million in such a humiliating way.
"I'm so happy today. I met an idiot who had to give me nine million for free." Chen Zhao looked at Coach Rodman. "Sir, are your men really not going to compete? How about we discuss it? I'll give you five hundred thousand per round as compensation. "
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