Return of The Legend Chapter 431

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# 431

The Legend of Return

Chapter 431. Today’s main character is you!

“huh?”

“what? Do you like that Asian time?”

“Isn’t it overfaced?”

The top players of the cross-country world championships waiting behind the starting line murmured.

They each had their own standards.

Under the condition that the condition was the same, we knew who would be in the medal spot.

Except for the low-ranking players who went to the opening ceremony in Vancouver, medal prospects practiced without leaving from the beginning.

It snowed in the morning, and the quality of the snow, which had been hard and frozen, became better.

As the strong wind that blew in the morning died down, the environment changed to suit cross-country skiing.

The intermediate records of the players appeared on the relay screen in the waiting room.

Each strategy was different.

However, the 15km race was simple.

All I could do was shut up and rush.

Competition became increasingly fierce.

The time of 40 minutes for medals has recently been shortened to 37 minutes.

A large number of promising players joined.

In the past, Nordic players were strong, but in recent years, southern European players such as France and Italy have emerged.

Most of the physique conditions were good, so discrimination was meaningless.

Due to the development of ski resorts in each country, there was not much difference in facilities and practices.

Combined with science, the power of the players was extracted to the maximum.

However, Asians did not join that category.

There was almost no fan base, and the player base was as thin as paper.

Compared to other sports, there was no national support, so it was difficult to see the face itself in world competitions.

Only at the Asian Winter Games did we compete and play among ourselves.

But today, something unexpected happened in front of my eyes.

The game was delayed, but it didn’t matter.

Since one player starts every 30 seconds, all of the nearly 70 participating players can run in 35 minutes.

20 minutes passed.

A rough outline of the lower-ranking players who started at the front came out.

The Chinese player and several other players who were playing overface withdrew.

The Japanese player was also expected to exceed the 40-minute mark.

Among the players who were meaningful to participate in the first half, two players stood out.

“Are you both Korean?”

“Does anyone know?”

“I’m seeing it for the first time too…”

“What? Did they do drugs???”

The record that was checked while passing the midpoint was unusual.

When I saw the country name engraved on the ski suits of the two players, I knew that they were Korean players.

They were rookies who had never seen their faces in international competitions.

Chow Chow Chow Chow!

The two broke through the halfway point with extraordinary skills.

As they prepared for the start, the faces of the players who got out of the waiting room and took up their posture hardened.

His gaze kept moving toward the relay screen.

The emergence of unexpected variables.

I was haunted by the ominous thought that perhaps I might not be able to hang a medal around my neck today.

***

“Wow! Who the hell are you?”

“Aren’t you tired? Are you on a different level from the previous players?”

“Are they Korean players?”

“This makes sense…”

There was a murmur from the bleachers at the finish line.

Canada has also emerged as a powerhouse in Nordic skiing these days.

It borders Alaska, so the winters are exceptionally long.

Ice hockey and other winter sports were popular.

Most of them are descendants of French or European immigrants, so it was a natural phenomenon.

Canadian spectators and ski officials looked at the big screen and looked in disbelief.

Not only Nordic players, but also Korean players, who had few fans, took the lead over the lower-ranked players.

Most of all, the record was important, so everyone held their breath.

They didn’t even stop at the only resting place.

I didn’t even drink the warm soup and water provided, and ran all over the place.

I caught up with most of the runners who started first.

“Squad 38 would be possible, right?”

“…. Squad 37 is also worth a shot.”

“Oh my God… such an accident…”

The coach and other ski officials became more agitated as time passed.

Asians skiing tirelessly like robots were now afraid.

The biggest surprise could have happened in this tournament.

Like Kim Yuna, who appeared in the world figure skating world like a comet.

“It’s strange… something…”

Sophia, who was staring at the screen intently, sensed something strange.

I felt uncomfortable about my appointment with a Korean player named Daniel, so I came out of the practice range and came to the stadium.

And the surprising results were confirmed.

Daniel diligently followed behind a Korean player named Cho Young-jun.

He looked relaxed, but never in a hurry.

On the other hand, Jo Young-jun looks a bit tired.

Even though he was exhausted as if someone was pushing him from behind, his speed remained the same.

Sofia knew Nordic skiing better than anyone else.

Rather than luck, it had to be backed up by ignorant stamina.

Only steely stamina guaranteed victory.

That’s why I made a promise to Daniel.

Asians with a small physique and weak stamina could not shine in the future on the Nordic side.

“Doesn’t it seem like the wind… is pushing it?”

The hem of Jo Young-Jun’s clothes fluttered occasionally.

Unlike the other players, the wind seemed to help him.

“Waaaaaaaaaa!”

“amazing!!!”

In the meantime, Korea’s Cho Young-joon, who was in the lead group, began to appear at the finish line.

His breath was rough, as if he was trying to squeeze out his last strength, and his expression was distorted.

The impression of human limitations that can only be seen in intense sports.

The crowd cheered in unison.

Unexpectedly, an unknown Korean skier appeared first.

The records of Korean players continued to appear on the display board.

After passing the 38th squad, Cho Young-jun, who was sure to settle down in the early 37th squad, made the final spurt.

“Daniel… you…..”

Jang Tae-san, who is called Daniel, runs from behind Jo Yeong-joon.

By now, his lungs had turned upside down and he was having a hard time breathing hard.

However, Sophia could clearly see the faint smile on his lips.

“What the hell… what is it???”

An intense question that comes with surprise.

At some point, Jang Tae-san began to appear at the finish line.

***

The plan is a complete jackpot!

Last night, the massage with sincerity had an effect.

Perhaps because of the direct translation of the players from other countries, Cho Young-jun ran hard enough to bleed.

I spread the 1-circle wind magic for Jo Young-jun and pushed him gently so that he could not be seen.

Fortunately, the wind blows from behind. I was able to hide the traces of magic by blowing moderately.

Not only that, but when he looked exhausted and tired, he cast long-range healing magic.

The skis have a lightweight magic.

I made it lighter so that it would take less force.

Thanks to that, Youngjun Cho entered the finish line in the 37th minute.

Cho Yeong-joon, who usually ran for more than 40 minutes, showed tremendous strength.

“Waaaaaaaaaaaa!”

“Whhee-ee~ Whie-eeeee~.”

“It’s a new record!!!”

I could see people bursting into cheers for Cho Young-jun, who passed the finish line.

Even without looking, I could tell that it was the beginning of the 37th minute.

Because of the difficulty of the course, a new Olympic record was not important, but to become a world-class player, 37 minutes were required.

Jo Yeongjun succeeded as planned.

The problem was me.

It ran smoothly, but I had to catch up to a certain distance to support Youngjun Cho.

The 30 second difference could not be ignored.

I could have won a gold medal if I hadn’t.

You can’t do that.

In this Winter Olympics, I had to take on the role of a single person who was at the level of winning a bronze medal.

The honor of the gold medal was enough for Cho Young-joon.

One two three….. Ten.

I counted the numbers in my mind.

At this speed, he had no choice but to be 10 seconds faster than Cho Young-jun.

The finish line is near.

“cheer up! You are number one!”

“Jang Tae-san! Taesan Jang! Jang Tae-san!”

Some Koreans cheered me on in Korean.

He bit his lip when he heard that he was number one.

something that could never happen.

I hardened my heart.

None of the first runners have yet followed.

All will go well over 40 minutes.

My heart was beating wildly for the first time in a long time.

Twice I had to finish the military affairs I didn’t want to go to here.

No matter how much money you had, the military was a must for Korean boys.

However, he did not like the law officers who could pass the bar exam.

Even if you take form, it is only eaten by ordinary soldiers who commit crimes, and that was also a class society.

A world of darkness with strict discipline from top to bottom and only men.

The end was now in sight.

Goji is right there!

As the finish line approached, I pushed harder.

Chwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I exerted my last remaining strength.

I saw the number 37:13.

If this continues, it will be a gold medal as a new record in this event.

A smile that forms on the corners of your mouth.

Even if I tried to act out an action that took a heavy breath, it was so peaceful.

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!”

But for the sake of the fans, he blew wild steam like a bull.

He also made an impression on his face.

“Waaaaaaaaaaa!”

“Go for it!!!”

“It’s the last run!!!”

“Great!”

Cheers from all directions.

Jo Young-joon, who had passed the finish line, was smiling brightly at me.

Despite his tired expression, he seemed very satisfied with his performance today.

I hated that expression that seemed like he would be happy if I won the gold medal, not him.

The main character of this place today is…..

Kwada Dada Dang.

“omg!”

“what!”

“this!!!”

slipped cool

No, why are your eyes so slippery?

1 2 3 4…..

As I fell, I remembered the old adage, rest and go.

Falling down and looking at the Canadian winter sky, it looked absolutely cool.

I thought I wanted to take a good rest, but I still have work to do.

“stand up! Come on, run!”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

I heard people groan.

“Ugh.”

He got up from his seat with a sick expression on his face.

Like the steps of a hero who overcame adversity, he pushed his skis with all his might.

“cheer up!!!”

“hurry! run! Come here!”

People shouted and encouraged me to do my best.

And I passed the finish line with so much difficulty.

37 minutes 43 seconds.

First place Cho Young-Jun’s time to cross the finish line was 37 minutes and 34 seconds.

Just 9 seconds difference.

“great job! You… you are really amazing!”

Jo Young-jun came to me after passing the finish line and hugged me tightly.

No matter how much he ran, the smell of Cho Young-jun’s hair, which was wet with sweat, came out.

“Waaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Cheers erupted from all directions at the Korean national team’s promotion.

People really like this.

Now, acting made me feel better.

“Today’s main character is… not me, but my brother!”

For the first time, he called Jo Young-joon his older brother.

When I won a medal, I didn’t see much of it.

“Taesan…”

His eyes turned red, and Jo Young-jun’s voice trembled as he tasted the thrill of his heart.

“oh my! My babies!!!”

My coach, Professor Seo Jun-ho, came up to me and put my arm around my shoulders.

Her face was wet with happiness and it became a full moon.

The coach’s portion of the bonus on the medal was no joke.

“It’s all thanks to Coach…”

Jo Yeongjun cried and gave glory to Professor Seo.

“What are you talking about. you did a good job! you!”

two excited people.

The camera worked hard to capture us like that.

“The next player is coming in!”

“oh! If you come in like this…”

Whoever wants!

I relaxed my shoulders lightly and looked at the runners running toward the finish line.

Then, a shallow, evil smile pierced the corner of his mouth and asked.

“Wind…Wind~.”

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Return of The Legend

Return of The Legend

Score 8
Status: Completed
Due to the situation like the second IMF, the security company Jang Taesan worked for goes bankrupt, and he becomes an unemployed man wandering around Noryangjin-dong. He loses his life saving an elementary school student who was almost hit by a car. But thanks to his good deed, he goes 14 years back in time and is welcomed to a new life. However the joy of being revived is short-lived. The thought of having to take the college entrance exam again makes me dizzy… But I remember all of the CSAT problems that I encountered while studying and the stock market graph I saw while working as a stockbroker…?! The last life was ruined, but the this next life will become a success! [MTL]

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