At ten o'clock in the morning, the men's discus final in the field competition.
This was also the first time Jiang Xiaoliu met his strongest competitor, Ye Bufan.
Ye Bufan, the second young master of the Ye family, one of the four major families in the capital, is 21 years old, studying at Capital University, and is an all-around top sports student. He has an average appearance, a bald head, about 1.8 meters tall, and a pair of muscular arms.
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There is sunshine this morning.
Ye Bufan, wearing Capital University's sportswear and surrounded by several coaches, appeared at the competition venue in high spirits.
The men's world record in discus is 74.08 meters. This result is displayed on the LCD monitor at the competition venue, and the red font is extremely conspicuous.
Ye Bufan glanced at the monitor and let out a sarcastic sneer. He sneered at this world record.
In the field competition venue, there is another competitor named Chi Haoran. He is only 19 years old. He comes from a working-class family and is from the southern state of Wuzhou. He is another contender for the gold medal in the discus event.
However, Chi Haoran is much more low-key than Ye Bufan. He is 1.76 meters tall, has a strong build, and his arms are equally powerful.
At this time, various athletes were warming up, and there was only a loyal-looking coach beside Chi Haoran. The coach was telling Chi Haoran what to pay attention to during the game, and pointed at Ye Bufan over there from time to time, as if to remind Chi Haoran that he should pay attention to Ye Bufan.
As for Jiang Xiaoliu, he was basically forgotten. He entered the finals with eighth place in the preliminaries and was not expected to be favored by others.
Jiang Xiaoliu did not do any warm-up exercises. His figure was a joke in the eyes of several burly contestants. His height was okay, but his constitution was weak. It was like a sickly weak chicken merged into a group of roosters.
Won't care about him.
Only above the field competition venue, there was an athlete sizing up Jiang Xiaoliu. It was Liu Luoguo who was undergoing the physical examination before the referee committee last time.
Liu Luoguo had seen the video of Jiang Xiaoliu lifting the car. He analyzed it carefully and found that the video should be real. In other words, Jiang Xiaoliu had terrifying power.
Therefore, Liu Luoguo walked up to Jiang Xiaoliu to demonstrate when he was at the Disarmament Committee that day.
In Liu Luoguo's view, Ye Bufan was not his opponent, only Jiang Xiaoliu could compete with him, but there was only one outcome, and that was that he, Liu Luoguo, would become a god in the hammer throw event.
As for the other three throwing events, Liu Luoguo was not interested. Who won and who lost was meaningless to him, so Liu Luoguo watched for a while and then left in frustration.
Not long after, the warm-up in the venue ended and the official competition was about to begin.
As the on-site coach, Su Yunyan really had nothing to say to Jiang Xiaoliu. She only said four words: "Go all out!"
"Dean Su, are you sure? Let me go all out?" Jiang Xiaoliu asked. He now knew the situation inside his body very well, and he was no longer the Wu Xia Amon of the past.
In order to win the championship, Su Yunyan nodded without thinking: "Yes, go all out, it's time to show how strong you are."
Jiang Xiaoliu smiled and nodded.
Since Jiang Xiaoliu was eighth in the preliminaries, he was the first to appear in the finals.
Because it was Monday, there were not many spectators in the stadium today. There were only a few hundred people sitting in the entire stadium, which can accommodate more than 10,000 people.
Jiang Xiaoliu stood on the discus field with a discus in hand. He looked at Su Yunyan who was watching the competition.
Seeing Dean Su giving him a nod, Jiang Xiaoliu twisted his neck. When the referee allowed the start, Jiang Xiaoliu stretched out his right arm and threw the discus with a swish sound.
go out.
The whole process was smooth and smooth, seemingly simple and free, but it caused those who witnessed it to scream in surprise.
"Dududu..."
The distance-detecting display in front beeped.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the discus thrown by Jiang Xiaoliu followed a wonderful arc, whizzing with the sound of wind, directly breaking the 130-meter distance that the monitor could detect, and continued flying towards the distance.
"Look, there's a shooting star above!"
On the track of the gymnasium, a track race was going on. A group of running athletes raised their heads and watched the discus flying across the sky over their heads.
With a loud bang, the discus thrown by Jiang Xiaoliu flew several hundred meters and smashed the last wall outside the track venue. The discus got out of the hole and continued flying forward.
At this time, the entire arena was in a state of excitement.
Hundreds of sparse spectators came to their senses, all stood up and looked at the holes in the wall. Everyone looked at Jiang Xiaoliu in surprise, and then burst into violent applause.
"Hold the grass, Nima!"
Ye Bufan, who witnessed all this, was originally very confident. He claimed that he could break the world record and throw 74.20 meters without any problem. However, before he could come on stage, Jiang Xiaoliu threw a few hundred meters. This was still a competition.
What a hammer!
Not only Ye Bufan was stunned, but all the other contestants were stunned.
Su Yunyan stood beside Jiang Xiaoliu, completely stunned.
She had seen Jiang Xiaoliu throw in school before, but never before had Jiang Xiaoliu been so amazing!
Su Yunyan saw the referee team running out of the field.
After a while, she heard the chief referee announcing the result: "Jiang Xiaoliu, the discus throw result is 566.82 meters, easily breaking the world record and leading the world record by 492.74 meters. I...I am so fucking surprised and so happy.
This achievement is absolutely unprecedented. Long live the sports of Wuzhou Kingdom and long live Jiang Xiaoliu!"
The audience was silent at first, and then burst into thunderous applause. Countless strangers were sending blessings to Jiang Xiaoliu. They were as if they were the owners of a new world record, and they couldn't be happier.
"Jiang Xiaoliu, sleep around!"
I don't know who was slurring his words and yelling along with the referee, causing hundreds of people in the audience to laugh together.
Su Yunyan rubbed her eyes vigorously to make sure that all this was true. She suddenly rushed to Jiang Xiaoliu and hugged the giggling Jiang Xiaoliu into her arms.
"I'm so...I'm so excited. I succeeded. Jiang Xiaoliu, we succeeded!"
Su Yunyan was so excited that she burst into tears. From this moment on, she felt relaxed all over. Jiang Xiaoliu had such good results and won the first gold medal, which would allow her to terminate her engagement with the Ye family.
Su Yunyan was free, and she no longer worried that her happiness would be destroyed by the eldest son of the Ye family!
"Dean Su, be calm, cough, you are holding me so tightly." Jiang Xiaoliu broke away from Su Yunyan's arms and secretly glanced at her chest.
Su Yunyan's face turned red with excitement. She quickly wiped away her tears and said gratefully to Jiang Xiaoliu.
"Don't be complacent, I haven't won the championship yet." Jiang Xiaoliu was sensible. He gave a fist pump to the audience who cheered for him and thanked him, once again winning countless applause.
"Who else can beat your terrifying performance of a few hundred meters?" Su Yunyan smiled, and her smile made the country fall.
"I protest!"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd raised his arms and raised his voice. It was one of Ye Bufan's coaches.
He shouted: "Impossible, impossible. It is impossible for a normal person to throw more than five hundred meters. Jiang Xiaoliu must be a spiritual cultivator. He must be a spiritual cultivator. The rules of the competition do not allow spiritual cultivators to participate. I
Protest, I protest!”
One person came out of the refereeing committee. He was the ruthless referee who caught Jiang Xiaoliu retesting that day.
He kicked the protester, knocking the person far away, and said angrily:
"Who the hell is questioning Jiang Xiaoliu? Our Disarmament Committee saw Jiang Xiaoliu's test results with our own eyes that day, and there were also people present who saw it. Jiang Xiaoliu is not a spiritual cultivator at all. Besides, even for someone of my level
It is absolutely impossible for a spiritual cultivator to throw a discus more than five hundred meters, what a nonsense!"
The fierce referee was still not satisfied, so he walked up to the protesting coach and punched and kicked him again, making the man scream and scream. Even Ye Bufan did not dare to step forward to stop him.
"Who else questions Jiang Xiaoliu?"
At this time, other members of the Disarmament Committee asked, but no one said anything.
"Then let's continue the game. Jiang Xiaoliu takes a rest." The referee said and let the second contestant come on.
With everyone watching, this contestant started the competition nervously. However, because he was too nervous to be noticed, he only threw 33.07 meters, which made the onlookers burst into laughter.
Next, several people competed, and the best result was no more than 60 meters.
This time, it was the turn of Chi Haoran, who was seventh to appear. He was second in the preliminaries and threw 67 meters in the preliminaries.
But at this time, Chi Haoran glanced at Jiang Xiaoliu who was resting next to him, raised his hand and said directly to the referee: "I can't beat Jiang Xiaoliu, I give up voluntarily, I don't want to be embarrassed!"
When everyone was stunned, Chi Haoran picked up his sports backpack and voluntarily gave up the game.
He walked up to the surprised Jiang Xiaoliu, took a deep look, and said sincerely: "You are a sports genius, I am ashamed of myself. I hope we can get together when you come to our southern state.
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Jiang Xiaoliu stretched out his hand and gave Chi Haoran a handshake. He felt that Chi Haoran could get along with him. The two cherished each other and left each other's phone numbers, and Chi Haoran left.
The eighth person to appear was Ye Bufan. He was very embarrassed holding the discus. Chi Haoran's withdrawal made Ye Bufan particularly conspicuous in the attention. Everyone wanted to see how this second young master of the Ye family in the capital could throw.
What results will be achieved.
The coach who had just been beaten had a swollen face and was cheering Ye Bufan on, shouting: "Come on, Second Young Master, if you throw 600 meters, you will definitely beat Jiang Xiaoliu, come on Second Young Master!"
It would have been better not to listen. When he heard that it was six hundred meters, Ye Bufan's eyes suddenly widened. He walked up to the coach angrily, raised the discus and hit the coach on the head.
"Damn it, you uncle, why the hell didn't you lose 600 meters?" Ye Bufan finally found the steps and beat his coach hard while admitting defeat to the referee, saying that he also gave up the game.
He is the second young master of the Ye family and is regarded as the future of Wuzhou Sports in the track and field competition. He must not be embarrassed in public. It is better to admit defeat and preserve his strength than to lose 70 or 80 meters and win the silver medal under Jiang Xiaoliu's suppressive performance.
And being made fun of.
Ye Bufan left angrily. Before leaving, he glanced at Jiang Xiaoliu and said, "Boy, you are lucky in the discus event this time. I want to see if you can beat me in the next competition."
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Jiang Xiaoliu smiled and said nothing. Without even looking at Ye Bufan, he picked up the discus again and prepared to throw it for the second time.
As a result, the remaining five contestants abstained one after another. The strongest Chi Haoran and Ye Bufan both abstained. How could they have the nerve to continue competing in front of Jiang Xiaoliu.
"I announce that the gold medal winner in the discus throw event in the field competition of this Universiade is Jiang Xiaoliu from the Xihe City delegation!"
The fierce referee announced on the spot that when he walked up to Jiang Xiaoliu, he actually laughed and introduced himself: "My name is Zhang Jian, kid, I'm optimistic about you!"
Jiang Xiaoliu also smiled and said thank you.
The two shook hands with each other, and as soon as Jiang Xiaoliu turned around, Su Yunyan rushed over to him again, and threw herself into his arms with a smile.
"Bo!"
Su Yunyan was so happy that she couldn't help but give Jiang Xiaoliu a sweet kiss. Her red lips kissed him lightly on his forehead, which made Jiang Xiaoliu's ears and face turn red instantly, and his heart started to beat loudly.
"Wow, that's super academic Su Yunyan. Look, she kissed the champion Jiang Xiaoliu."
Someone in the audience shouted, and all the onlookers were excited, shouting: "Kiss one more, Jiang Xiaoliu, kiss her, kiss her..."
How could Jiang Xiaoliu dare to kiss her? His neck was already red with embarrassment. He lowered his head, got out of Su Yunyan's arms, and ran toward the athletes' lounge like a gust of wind.
"Hey, Jiang Xiaoliu, don't run away, there's still an award ceremony." Su Yunyan shouted towards Jiang Xiaoliu.