Chapter 117 Magic
Such a small difference is actually completely negligible.

However, the referees expressed some doubts about this result, so if the athletes themselves agree, this time it will not be counted.

Afterwards, under deliberate control, Li Jingzhe only threw a distance of about 60 meters, and the referees felt that such a distance was relatively normal.

But today is the final. Although Li Jingzhe said that he should control the intensity well, the result should not be too exaggerated to attract unnecessary attention.

But the premise is to ensure that you can secure the first place.

So if the power is not well controlled later, let's get bigger, and he will not deny his achievements again.

Tightening the javelin in his hand, Li Jingzhe noticed that not only the coach, but also the person who is currently ranked first is also staring at him.

Obviously they all know that they are the biggest variable today.

Taking a deep breath, Li Jingzhe glanced at the throwing position ten meters away, and then solemnly exhaled the air from his mouth.

Afterwards, he strode forward violently, rushing forward like a scourge.

The running speed far exceeds the imagination of the referees and the audience.

But in fact, Li Jinzhe controlled his own speed. If he really ran with all his strength, he could run faster than now.

His current situation is running without using magic power.

Only when throwing a javelin will he inject two traces of magic power into his wrist.

If he injects magic into his legs during the run-up, it will make his throws farther afterwards.

This was the case when he threw it for the first time in the rematch yesterday. The distance was too far, which scared him.

So in order to prevent this from happening again, for the 1st throw today, Lee Kyung Chul didn't inject too much magic into himself.

Anyway, there will be two more chances, and the best result will be the one.

In just a second or two, Li Jingzhe had already thrown it, with the spear held high in his hand, and his arm jerked forward violently.

The two-meter-long javelin suddenly looked like a bolt shot from an ancient crossbow. It traced a beautiful arc in the air and then fell down, splashing a cloud of dust on the sand.

"58.83 meters!" The referee in the distance reported Li Jingzhe's result after measuring.

Hearing this number, the boy who is currently ranked No. 1 was obviously relieved.

The opponent's posture just now was like a god of war. He was really afraid that the opponent would throw another 70 meters away this time.

And under normal circumstances, the first throw will be the furthest distance of oneself, and the result of the first throw may not be as good as the first throw due to excessive physical exertion.

Of course, this is not absolute. Some people may not be in a good state of mind for the first time, and then they will lose even further the second time.

But the possibility of throwing the farthest the third time is also the smallest.

Having said that, when Li Jingzhe picked up the jumping gun again, the man's mood that had just been relaxed immediately became tense again.

If the opponent has not surpassed his score this time, then the possibility of surpassing him for the third time is basically not much.

Just as he was thinking about this, the super fat man in front of him started running wildly again from ten meters away.

But this time the speed is obviously much faster than before.

In fact, Li Jingzhe felt that the result of the first throw just now was okay, but he knew it was not enough, so he injected a little magic power into his legs this time.

(End of this chapter)

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