ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 1263 A Different Race ([-])
Silitaos was stunned and did not respond in time. The priest had to shout again. He quickly responded: "Yes!"

The priest glared at him, but did not rebuke him, and then called the next name.

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

The spectators saw the runners walking towards the track and realized that the race was about to begin, and immediately started cheering again.Silitaos, who was walking at the front, even heard someone in the auditorium closest to him shouting: "Look, isn't that the athlete saluting His Majesty!"

Sirite Oston suddenly felt that countless eyes were focused on him, and even with his sharp eyes, he saw young women among the crowd paying attention to him...

While Siliteos lamented that "Dionysian women are indeed as bold as the rumors," he also suddenly felt that it was indeed necessary for the Dionysians to require them to wear shorts, at least when he was facing women at the moment You won't feel embarrassed by their gaze.

Not only did the extroverted Siriteos lose his nerves, but he immediately became inspired and strode forward with his head held high.

The sun shines down from the unobstructed center of the arena and shines on him: Although Siriteos is not very tall, he has a handsome appearance and strong and well-proportioned muscles. The olive oil covering his skin reflects the sunlight, making his whole body shine. Flashing like a god.Especially when he was running and warming up on his own track, the strength and beauty displayed by the contraction and relaxation of his muscles made many male viewers unable to help but admire him, and also made a few female viewers' eyes light up.

The players got used to the track and then returned to the starting line. They took the small shovels from the referee's hands and began to dig two small holes on the track.

"What are they doing?" Some viewers were confused.

Harpius looked at it for a while, and then said: "In the past sports games, there were starting slates. They were not only used as starting marks, but also the dents on the slates could help the runners to start well without slipping. No. Although there is no starting stone on this runway, I think these small pits also play the same role..."

The audience next to them suddenly realized.

At this time, the athletes stepped their bare feet into the small pits at the front and back to make them firm so that they could use their strength when starting.

Two referees stood at both ends of the starting line, one responsible for giving orders, and the other responsible for supervising whether any players fouled.A red cloth tape was also pulled up at the [-]-meter finish line, and the atmosphere on the field began to become solemn.

Siriteos, who was nervous again, looked at the player next to him. This is a foreign player who is not allowed to participate in other sports games, but he can appear in the sports arena of Dionia majesticly, and The Dionia referee team also specifically stipulates that there must be no discrimination between players, otherwise they will be disqualified from the competition!

So Siriteos smiled at the player.

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

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

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

Silitaos immediately tensed up, half-bent, and leaned forward.

"Ready--" The referee was about to give the starting order when a figure suddenly rushed out, causing other players to follow closely behind.

The referees managed to stop the game and called the player who violated the rules to the front. This player was the player No. 2 next to Siriteos. Throw out.

The referees of the Dionysian Games were so harsh on the illegal players, which not only made the players on the field feel frightened, but also made the spectators outside the stadium who were waiting to see the joke realize that the Dionysians had declared in advance that "severe punishment would be required at the Games." "Athletes who cheat and violate regulations" seems to be serious.

Silitaos and the others returned to the starting line, feeling a little sluggish. Not only was their physical strength exhausted, but the ejection of the players was also a big blow to them.

Just then, a huge roar rang out from the audience, cheering them on and cheering them up again.

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

All the audience's eyes were focused on the players on the starting line, and they had this idea in their minds: the opening ceremony of the Dionia Games was wonderful, but isn't the real game starting just as exciting?You can tell right away.

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

The players were worried about being ejected again, so they didn't rush out of the starting line until they heard the order clearly, almost half a beat too late.

But after the start, almost all the players ran with all their strength immediately, because after practicing some time ago, many players who have participated in previous sports games like Siriteos know that the [-]-meter race in the Dionia Games is comparable to other sports. The shortest distance of the Games is half the distance, and if you don't give it your all from the start, you have no chance of winning.

Siriteos quickly swung his arms, his feet moved forward alternately, the oncoming huge wind pressure wrinkled the skin on his face, and from the corner of his eyes, he could see the ferocious faces of the players who were walking with him , the rapid breathing was like a sword constantly stabbing behind him, urging him to move forward harder...

Before he was halfway through the race, he felt a tightness in his chest, as if a fire was burning every lobe of his lungs, and he couldn't help but yell: "Ah!!!..."

In previous sports meeting races, it was rare to see such a scene: all the competitors were roaring at the top of their lungs, and as the roar continued, their speeds became faster and faster...

Almost all the audience were stimulated by this passionate scene and stood up, shouting and shouting. The sound erupted in the arena resounded throughout the city of Thurii, making Dionia, who was unable to buy tickets outside the arena, The people are itching.

Arix, who had been sitting stuffy at the back of the royal stand, suddenly rushed forward, clutching the railing with both hands, staring at the runners who were running with all their strength, as if to reflect their figures Engraved in my mind, I muttered to myself: "Great! Great! This is exactly what I want!..."

Xenophon and Plato also looked surprised: too fast!They were faster than any runners they had ever seen in a race!As Davers said, the [-]-meter race can fully demonstrate the athletes' full sprint ability!

This display of the limit of human speed shocked the spectators in the stadium, making them stare at the sprinting players without even blinking.

The audience suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

It turned out that when he was about to reach the finish line, Siriteos, who had exhausted all his strength, suddenly lost his footing. Driven by the huge inertia, he rushed forward to the line while his whole body fell forward and fell to the ground.

The doctor who had been paying close attention to the situation on the field quickly rushed over and helped him up. After confirming that Siriteos only had some minor scratches and was not serious, the referee Kalsidis on duty walked over and lifted him up. He raised his right hand, indicating that the winner of the first qualifying round was Siriteos.

Since there are no accurate timing tools in this era, it is impossible to accurately test the time required for each athlete to run 3 meters, and then based on their qualifying results, the best ones will be determined for the finals. The only one in the Dionysian Games is The way to do this and ensure fairness is to only allow the winners of each round of qualifiers to enter the semi-finals or finals, because in the end there will only be one champion, and there will be no runner-up or third place. This is in line with the tradition of the Rare Games.

When the other eliminated contestants walked dejectedly towards the exit of the arena, the audience gave them warm applause and expressed their gratitude for such a wonderful game.

Although Silitaos, who walked at the end, still had dust on his face and a few bloodstains on his body, and looked a little embarrassed, the audience gave him even warmer cheers: this young man from Crete passed this. One game won the recognition of the people of Dionia.

At dusk, the day's competition finally came to an end. Seeing that many spectators around were still discussing the opening ceremony and the race that they had seen before, the emissary from Olympia was in a complicated mood, even though he said He was picky, but he had to admit in his heart: Whether it was the opening ceremony or the subsequent running races, he felt novel and exciting, and the Dionia Games did make a good start!
When many Dionian spectators walked out of the arena, they were surrounded by other familiar Turiyi people, asking about everything that happened in the arena, and these spectators were happy to share with them.

So, after nightfall, candlelight illuminated the entire city of Thurii, and restaurants and pubs in the streets and alleys were crowded with guests. They drank wine, ate delicious food, and talked endlessly about what was going on in the Hatis Main Arena. The fun things that happened inside were full of laughter.

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

Davos held a family banquet at the mansion on the hill to celebrate the success of the opening ceremony of the Dionysian Games, but what everyone talked about the most at the banquet was the appearance of the two grandchildren Christode and Enon. Sensible performance at the sports meeting.

Faced with the endless compliments from their family members, the two teenagers were so shy that they even wanted to run away from the banquet.

At this moment, the palace steward Ribazo quietly entered the restaurant, came to Davos who was sitting on the main seat, and whispered a few words.

Davos's smile remained unchanged, but he stood up.

(End of this chapter)