Chapter 213 A Different Race (3)

Siriteos didn't respond in time because he was stunned, the priest had to shout again, and he quickly responded: "Yes!"

The priest glared at him, but did not reprimand, and then called out the following name.

After the six runners were identified, the priest led them to the track.

The audience saw the runners walking towards the track, realized the race was about to start, and immediately started cheering again. Silithaeus, who was walking in the front, even heard someone in the auditorium closest to him shouting: "Look, isn't that the athlete who salutes his majesty!"

Siriust Auston felt that countless eyes were focused on him, and even sharp-eyed he saw young women among the crowd paying attention to him...

While lamenting that "Dionysian women are indeed as bold as rumored", Siriteios suddenly felt that it was indeed necessary for the Dionysians to require them to wear shorts, at least he was facing women at the moment. Their gazes will not feel embarrassed.

The extroverted Siritaios was not only nervous, but also cheered up immediately. He strode forward with his head held high.

The sun shines on him from the unshaded center above the arena: Siriteos is not very tall, but he is handsome, his muscles are strong and well-proportioned, and the olive oil covering his skin reflects the sun, and his whole body is shining. Flash, as if a god. Especially when he was running and warming up on his own runway, the strength and beauty displayed by muscle contraction and relaxation made many male viewers unable to help but admire, and also made a few female viewers' eyes light up.

The runners got used to the track, and after returning to the starting line, they took the small shovels from the hands of the referee and began to dig two small holes on the track.

"What are they doing?" Some viewers wondered.

Harpius looked at it for a while, then said: "In previous sports competitions, there were starting slates, which not only serve as a starting mark, but also the dents on the slate can help the runners to start well and not slippery. Down. There are no starting slates on this track, but I think these little pits serve the same purpose…”

The audience next to him suddenly realized.

At this time, the athletes put their bare feet into the small pits in the front and rear, and step on them firmly, so that they can exert force at the start.

Two referees stand at opposite ends of the starting line, one is in charge of giving orders and the other is in charge of monitoring whether there are any fouls by the players. At the end of the 100 meters, a red cloth belt was also pulled up, and the atmosphere on the field began to become solemn.

Siriteos, who was nervous again, looked at the player next to him. This was an alien player, who was not allowed to participate in other sports at all, but he was able to appear on the sports field of Dionia in a grand manner, and The Dionysian jury also specifically stipulated that there must be no discrimination between players, otherwise they will be disqualified from the competition!

So Siriteios smiled at the player.

But this player from the Samonay Mountains was obviously participating in such a competition for the first time, so he was obviously a little nervous, and he didn't pay attention to the kindness conveyed by Siriteos.

Silithaeus, who was making fun of himself, scolded secretly, and refocused his attention on the upcoming game.

At this time, I heard the referee shouting: "Every contestant, please pay attention!"

Siriteos immediately became tense, half bent down, and leaned forward.

"Prepare—" The referee was about to give an order to start, when a figure suddenly rushed out, causing the other runners to follow.

The referees finally stopped the game and called the player who violated the rules first. This player was the No. 2 player next to Siriteos. Despite his pleas, the referee on duty did not hesitate to call him. Sent out.

The referee of the Dionian Games was so strict with the players who violated the rules, which not only made the players on the field feel terrified, but also made the audience outside the field who were waiting to see the joke realize that the Dionian people had announced in advance that "the games will be severely punished. Athletes who cheated and violated the rules” seems to be serious.

Siriteos and the others returned to the starting line, feeling a little sluggish. Not only was their physical strength exhausted, but the player's ejection was also a big shock to them.

Just then, there was a huge shout from the audience, cheering them on and getting their spirits up again.

"Prepare—" The referee raised his right hand again.

All the eyes of the audience were focused on the players on the starting line, and they all had this idea in their hearts: The opening ceremony of the Dionysian Games was very exciting, but isn't the real start of the game just as exciting? Immediately you can see the clues.

The referee waved his hand down forcefully: "Run!"

The players were worried that they would be sent off again. They didn't rush out of the starting line until they heard the order clearly, almost half a beat slower.

But after the start, almost all the runners ran with all their strength immediately, because after a period of practice, many runners like Siriteos who have participated in previous games know that the 100-meter race in the Dionysian Games is better than other runners. The shortest distance race at the Games is half the distance, and it's impossible to have a chance of winning if you don't give it your all at the start.

Siriteos quickly waved his arms and stepped forward with his feet alternately. The huge oncoming wind pressure wrinkled the skin on his face. From the corner of his eyes, he could catch a glimpse of the hideous faces of the players who were advancing alongside him. , the sound of rapid breathing was like a sword that kept stabbing behind him, urging him to move forward even harder...

Before halfway through the race, he felt suffocated and uncomfortable in his entire chest, as if a fire was burning every lobe of his lungs, causing him to shout out loudly, "Ah!!!..."

In the past sports competitions, it is rare to see such a scene: all the players in the competition are roaring hoarsely, and with this continuous roar, their speed is getting faster and faster...

Almost all the spectators were so excited that they all stood up, shouting and shouting. The sound from the arena resounded throughout the city of Turii, causing Dionia, who was unable to buy tickets outside the arena. The people are itching.

Alex, who had been sitting in the back of the royal stand, suddenly rushed forward, clutching the railing with both hands, his eyes widened, and he stared at the runners who were running with all their might, as if to reflect their posture. Engraved in his mind, he muttered to himself: "Awesome! Awesome! This is exactly what I want!  …"

Xenophon and Plato were equally amazed: Too fast! Faster than the runners in the races they've seen before! As Davos said, the 100-meter race can fully demonstrate the players' full sprint ability!

This display of the limits of human speed shocked the spectators in the arena, causing them to keep staring at the sprinting runners without even blinking their eyes.

The audience suddenly exclaimed.

It turned out that when he was about to reach the finish line, Siriteos, who had exhausted all his strength, suddenly slackened his footsteps. Under the impetus of huge inertia, he slammed into the line first and his entire body fell forward to the ground.

The doctor, who had been closely monitoring the situation on the field, rushed over and helped him up. After confirming that Siriteos only had some minor scratches and was not in serious trouble, the referee Karsidis on duty walked over and lifted him up. He raised his right hand, indicating that the winner of the first round of qualifiers was Siritaios.

Since there is no accurate timing tool in this era, it is impossible to accurately test the time required for each competitor to run the 100 meters, and then according to their qualifier results, determine the best top few for the finals, the only one in the Dionysian Games. The way to do it and to ensure fairness is: only the winners of each round of qualifiers are allowed to enter the semi-finals or finals, because in the end there is only one champion, no runner-up and third place, which is in line with the tradition of sparse games.

When the other players who were eliminated walked to the exit of the arena in dejection, the audience gave them warm applause and expressed their gratitude for their dedication to such a wonderful game.

At the end, although Siritaios was still stained with dust on his face and had a few bloodstains on his body, he looked a little embarrassed, but the audience gave him more enthusiastic cheers: the young man from Crete passed this One game won the recognition of the Dionysian people.

When dusk came, the race of the day finally ended. Seeing that many spectators around were still enthusiastically discussing the opening ceremony and the race they had seen before, the messenger from Olympia was in a complicated mood, even though he said He was picky, but he had to admit in his heart: both the opening ceremony and the subsequent races made him feel novel and exciting, and the Dionysian Games really got off to a good start!

When many Dionysian spectators walked out of the arena, they were surrounded by other familiar Turii people and asked about what happened in the arena, and these spectators were happy to share with them.

So, after night fell, candlelight illuminated the entire city of Turii, and the restaurants and taverns in the streets and alleys were crowded with guests. The funny things that happened inside were filled with laughter everywhere.

Such a lively scene also happened in the Dionian royal family.

Davos held a family banquet at his mansion on the hills to celebrate the success of the opening ceremony of the Dionysian Games, but at the banquet it was Christopher and Ernon, two grandchildren, who were most talked about. Smart performance in sports.

In the face of the family's endless praise, the two teenagers were so shy that they wanted to escape from the banquet.

At this moment, Ribazzo, the head of the court, quietly entered the dining room, came to Davos who was sitting on the main seat, and whispered a few words.

Davos didn't change his smile, but stood up.

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