Urban Super Cultivation

On the sports field, at Qingbei University, the shot put competition, which has always been unpopular, has never received such widespread attention as it is today.

However, as everyone knows, the reason why so many people come to watch the shot put match is that the famous Lin Feng also participated in this match.

Strangely speaking, Lin Feng, a freshman, even let the entire Qingbei University students know his name, but every move he made can arouse discussion in the school. But it’s no wonder, after all, Lin Feng was the first one to fly away in Qingbei University’s playground, and Xiao Nishang, the second one to fly away in a fighter jet, had a lot to do with him.

"Ms. Wang, are you here too? Lin Feng from your department also participated in the shot put competition this afternoon. However, he probably has no hope of winning."

After Wang Yajun heard the information, he didn't know why he walked to the playground. When he was seen by his colleague, Mrs. Qiu, Mrs. Qiu laughed and chatted with her.

"Ah? Why? Isn't Lin Feng just playing? The game hasn't started yet..." Wang Yajun came late, so he didn't see the moment when Yao Dafang broke the record just now.

"Because the big fat guy in Class 1 of the International Trade Center broke the record and threw a score of more than 20 meters. Even the record for the National Youth Games was broken." Teacher Qiu said with excitement, "You didn't watch it. It's really a pity that the big fat classmate can throw the shot so far with his shot, which is really amazing!"

"That's it! It seems that Lin Feng really has no chance of winning the first place."

Hearing this, Wang Yajun's look full of expectation was also a little lost. However, she still stared intently at Lin Feng who came onto the court.

"Lin Feng! Come on! Come on..."

On the sidelines, Qin Yanran even brought all the female classmates of their Economics (1) class over to cheer Lin Feng. Anyway, there were no contestants in their class to apply for this project. Qin Yanran mobilized the female classmates in the class to come together to protect the honor of the Economics Department.

"Oh! Lin Feng really played, but it's useless to come up, he still has to lose."

"As far as Lin Feng's body is, it is a miracle to be able to throw 15 meters."

"The first place is Big Fat Yao, he must have not run away."

...

No one in the stands was optimistic about Lin Feng, and they felt that Lin Feng's size and strength were simply impossible to beat the record-breaking Yao Dafa.

Beep!

The referee Ou Yong, who was standing thirty meters away, blew his whistle and waved the yellow flag in his hand, which represented the start of the game.

However, Lin Feng was holding the shot put and looked in the direction of Ou Yong, and did not rush to throw the shot.

"Hey! Lin Feng, why don't you lose? Hurry up...If you don't lose anymore, I will even give up the game automatically."

After waiting for a while, still did not see Lin Feng start the game, Ou Yong was so angry that he shouted at Lin Feng from a distance.

"Yeah! Why hasn't Lin Feng started yet? Isn't it... he doesn't throw shots and play hard, right?"

"If you can't, don't be embarrassed on stage. Also, even if he loses, he probably won't lose too far. It's better to abstain as soon as the previous two players did. So as not to waste our time..."

...

Under the big sun, the classmates in the audience became a little impatient, and expressed strong dissatisfaction with Lin Feng's drowsy appearance.

What about Lin Feng?

But he smiled, waved his hand to Ou Yong, and shouted: "Mr. Ou! You go back... back a little bit! I'm afraid of hitting you!"

what?

Lin Feng actually said that he was afraid that the shot put would hit Ou Yong?

Because Lin Feng shouted so loudly, the classmates watching on the playground and the classmates in the stands heard it.

"Isn't it? Teacher Ou is at least 30 meters away from Lin Feng's position. No matter how great Lin Feng is, he can't lose that far!"

"What are you bragging about! Does Lin Feng really think of himself as a superman? It's impossible to even reach a world record for such a long distance."

...

"Haha! Big Fatty Yao, did you hear that? What the **** did Lin Feng brag about standing in that position! Do you think someone in this world might throw a distance of 30 meters?" China World Trade Center (1) class Fu Yangxu, the monitor of the squad, had already enjoyed the treatment of the winner in advance, and said with a smile.

"It's absolutely impossible! The squad leader, the world record is only 23 meters, Lin Feng is a dead duck with a hard mouth! I played well today, and he can't beat me desperately." Yao Da Pang was also triumphant. He said, holding his chest with both hands, just waiting for a good show.

...

And once again heard Lin Feng shouting, Ou Yong couldn’t help but feel angry. He stretched out his flag and shouted at Lin Feng: "Lin Feng, if you want to compete, please hurry up, don’t find something that doesn’t exist. Excuse me. I'm standing here, if you can really hit me, just hit me!"

"Classmates! You guys have all heard it. Teacher Ou Yong said this by himself. I didn’t mean to smash Teacher Ou, but he didn’t avoid it! If it really hits him later, it’s not like me. Relationship!"

Seeing that Ou Yong was already on the set, Lin Feng was delighted, and once again loudly asked the students around to testify ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ OK! Lin Feng, come here if you want to be capable! I, Ou Yong, are waiting! Hurry up, I'll count three times, if you don't start again, even if you abstain. "

Only Ou Yong didn't believe that, the world record was only 23 meters. Can Lin Feng hit him more than 30 meters away?

Beep!

Blowing the slogan again, Ou Yong counted down and shouted: "Three...two..."

When he counted to two, Lin Feng had already concentrated on it. Like looking at a scope, he pointed to Ou Yong's position and then stopped hesitating. He directly took the seven kilogram shot and swish. Threw it out.

"Fuck! The shot is flying, so high... This... is ten meters tall, right?"

"Parabola! Nima! With such a standard parabola, how could Lin Feng throw the shot so high?"

"My God! This shot will not fly to the stands, will it?"

"Gosh! Look at it...hurry up! The shot seems... as if it was smashed towards Teacher Ou!"

"Isn't it? Such an evil sect. Just now Lin Feng asked Teacher Ou to avoid it, and it was heard as a joke by all of us. But now, the shot thrown by Lin Feng can really fly so far..."

...

stunned!

The audience was completely shocked by the shot thrown by Lin Feng, really shocked. No one has seen that such a heavy shot can fly so high and so far.

Moreover, the shot was unbiased, it was thrown almost ten meters high by Lin Feng, and then directly hit the referee's position where Ou Yong was in a beautiful parabola.

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