After looking at the competition venue, Ding Peng turned his head and smiled and asked Zhan Youlong, saying, "Did Coach Ma ask you to let me make me a little bit?"

Zhan Youlong was stunned, then smiled embarrassedly and said, "Coach Ma said I don't have to throw it hard, just compare it."

Ma Dongbo's face turned dark, thinking to himself, you are a slut, can you betray me so thoroughly?

He felt a little embarrassed when he looked at Ding Peng.

Ding Peng laughed and said, "No need to let go. Since the game is in progress, you have to follow the rules. You use all your strength to play your best level. I also want to see how far you can surpass the world record?"

"Ah? Mr. Ding, you are my favorite celebrity. I...I don't want to embarrass you."

“…”

Ding Peng is speechless, you don’t want me to embarrass me and still ask me to compete? From the moment you stopped me and wanted to compete with me, the result was already destined. Now you have started to be a good person again. What have you done long ago?

"Okay, there is nothing to lose or not. Don't think that I am Ding Peng and you will be restrained. If that happens, the two of us will lose their meaning. A professional athlete deliberately letting go of water in the competition is an insult to his profession. Do you understand?"

Zhan Youlong nodded fiercely and said, "Mr. Ding, I know what to do. Don't worry, I will definitely do my best."

Ma Dongbo covered his face aside, thinking to himself, you should do your best. If you win Ding Peng, our subsequent plan will be over. You are stupid, why did I tell you?

"Youlong, don't do anything randomly!" Ma Dongbo said with a tense face.

Zhan Youlong looked at Ma Dongbo, grinned his teeth, and said nothing, but bent down and took a shot put from the side and weighed it.

The Olympics shot put is different from the women's shot put. The men's shot put is larger, nearly fifteen kilograms, while the women's shot put is about eight kilograms, which is four kilograms.

"Mr. Ding, who will come first?" Zhan Youlong asked with a smile.

As soon as he entered the game mode, Zhan Youlong blocked Ma Dongbo directly. When Ding Peng told him to let him use all his strength to play in the best condition, he felt that all the cells in his body were excited and excited.

He knew that Ding Peng did this to make himself more confident and be able to make the best results.

Ding Peng smiled and said, "You can do it first, I'll see how I voted."

"Uh~~You haven't voted before?"

Zhan Youlong was depressed. Ding Peng said just now that he was good at shooting put, but everything was exposed. He didn't know how to shoot.

Brother, you're a bit big of a joke.

You don’t know how to vote for you to compete with me? Isn’t this an insult?

"Mr. Ding, you weren't kidding me, right?" Zhan Youlong asked with a cold face.

Ding Peng still said happily: "I really don't know how to vote, but I've seen others vote, and I feel that my posture is quite handsome."

“…”

Zhan Youlong's forehead is full of black lines. It has nothing to do with whether the posture is handsome or not. The way to hit far is the king.

"Hey~Mr. Ding, I suddenly feel that even if you win, you will be out of power." Zhan Youlong threw the shot put to the ground and said dejectedly.

He thought Ding Peng was such a powerful master, but he had never cast it before. That was even more like a hammer.

Seeing that Zhan Youlong didn't want to compete, Ma Dongbo was very happy.

"Yes, yes, no, no, Mr. Ding is an amateur, it's boring to win." Ma Dongbo said hurriedly.

Who knew that as soon as he finished speaking, Ding Peng next to him picked up the shot put thrown by Zhan Youlong on the ground and said, "Look at whether my actions are right, and then draw a conclusion."

As he said that, Ding Peng held the shot put in his right hand and placed it on his shoulder, then turned sideways, with his left leg in front and his right leg in back, standing at the back end of the throwing circle that was more than two meters apart, then slid forward two steps. With the help of this weak impact force, the shot put in his right hand flew out.

But the shot put didn't fly far, and one of five or six meters fell directly to the grass.

Zhan Youlong twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Mr. Ding, your movement is very standard, but the distance you hit is...it's a bit terrible."

Ding Peng laughed and said, "It's just a demonstration. I will of course do my best when the official comparison is made."

"Okay! I'll compete with you!"

After saying that, Zhan Youlong went over to pick up the shot put, took it back to the throwing circle, adjusted his breathing, and then took a move like Ding Peng just now, took a few deep breaths, and moved forward quickly with his feet. When he was about to reach the front toe board, his left foot suddenly retreated and his right foot rushed forward. With the help of this inertia, Zhan Youlong roared and the shot put in his right hand flew out.

Whoosh~~~

After the shot put left Zhan Youlong's palm, it flew in an oblique upward direction. When it reached its peak, it began to fall diagonally downward. The entire shot put movement trajectory was parabolic.

Plop ~~

A muffled sound came, and more than seven kilograms of shot put fell on the ground, smashing a big hole in the ground.

Then there was a special measuring staff next to him, and he hurriedly came over with a ruler to start measuring the distance.

It just took a long time to measure and no response.

Ma Dongbo ran over and said, "How..."

He wanted to ask what was going on, but when he saw the landing location of the shot put, he couldn't ask, because the shot put had exceeded the world record too far, and the farthest distance marked on their training ground was more than 22 meters in the world record.

But now Zhan Youlong’s score can definitely exceed the record by about one meter!

This is a situation they have never seen before, and it can also be said that this is Zhan Youlong's best result.

"Measure... how far is it?" Ma Dongbo felt a little trembling when he spoke.

He didn't expect that Zhan Youlong would throw him so pervertedly. What else would Ding Peng compare to such a long distance? It's definitely over.

Soon the two surveyors measured repeatedly and said, "Coach Ma, Brother Zhan's score is one meter and one meter farther than the world record."

"One meter and one?!"

Ma Dongbo was very excited inside, but he was also a little depressed while being excited. He knew that this result completely crushed Ding Peng to death.

When Zhan Youlong learned about his achievements, he was extremely happy.

"Haha, Mr. Ding, it's your turn."

Ding Peng really looked at Zhan Youlong with admiration. He didn't expect that this guy could throw so much more than the world record. He was a god.

But since the arrow is on the string, no matter how fierce you are, I have to compete with you.

He just smiled and nodded, then took the shot put picked up by a surveyor and said, "I'll try it, but it shouldn't be as far away as you throw it."

After saying that, Ding Peng used the same posture as Zhan Youlong, slipped two steps, changed steps, shouted loudly, and took the shot put away!

Whoosh ~~
Chapter completed!