Before the strength was increased, Yidun's power limit of 93 points could be cast more than 19 meters away.

Of course, Yi Dun has not scored such a result in the official competition.

In normal training, Yi Dun scored 19.03 meters, but in that time, the rest of the training was generally between 18.50 and 18.90 meters.

Now that the strength has increased again, Yi Dun feels that if he practices more, he should be able to achieve a score of 19 meters easily, so there is no need to draw 18 meters markings now. Just drawing 19 meters and 20 meters is enough.

"Okay, one is 19 meters, one is 20 meters, which makes me open my eyes. I have never seen an athlete who can throw 19 meters in my life."

"It looks good to see your body, but not the silver-shaped gun tip, which is not useful." Lao Zhang laughed and mocked.

He had no malice, he simply didn't want Ma Shanyong to be too free.

The two had a good relationship when they were young, but Ma Shanyong was very good at flattering his skills. Later, he had a "prosperous career" and climbed all the way to the position of director of colleges and universities. Lao Zhang, who was a little stupid and could not speak beautiful words, had never moved in the eighth elementary school.

Lao Zhang was naturally dissatisfied with Ma Shanyong. Now that he had the opportunity to "brag" Ma Shanyong, it was normal to sarcastically mock him.

Yi Dun smiled and nodded at Lao Zhang. Ma Shanyong was definitely his elder, and Lao Zhang was Ma Shanyong's friend. Even after saying Yi Dun, Yi Dun would not take it to heart.

"Let's stand up. If the shot put hits the head, it's not a joke."

Seeing that Yi Dun was about to vote, Ma Shanyong hurriedly pulled Lao Zhang away.

"What are you pulling? How can I hit my head when I stand twenty meters away?"

"If I can really hit it, I deserve it." Lao Zhang said dissatisfiedly, but he still took a few steps back with Ma Shanyong.

...

Yi Dun, who was in the throwing circle, shouted loudly and slid his back to push the shot put out.

It is obvious that the strength has improved, but this pushing point has not been mastered well, so the results may not be ideal.

The shot put crossed a beautiful parabola and landed in the cinder area.

Lao Zhang was stunned and his eyes were about to burst out.

Yi Dun's push actually crossed the nineteen-meter marking!

The shot put rolled to Lao Zhang's feet and stopped.

"this……"

"I'm probably dreaming, right?"

Old Zhang pinched his thigh and murmured to himself.

Ma Shanyong, who was beside him, slapped his thighs directly and jumped around with joy.

Maybe he was happy to see Lao Zhang's embarrassment, or maybe he was happy to have scored more than 19 meters.

After a while, he saw that Lao Zhang had no movement yet, and he stood there stupidly.

Ma Shanyong poked Lao Zhang directly with his arm, "Hey, hey, why are you standing stupidly? Go and measure the distance quickly."

Lao Zhang came to his senses and looked at Yi Dun with the look of looking at the monster.

After a moment, the results came out.

19 meters 14!

Yi Dun nodded, but unexpectedly he scored his personal best record in the first shot.

Theoretically speaking, if you look at the power attributes, Yi Dun actually has the potential to score around 19.6 meters.

But this is a theoretical achievement after all. Whether you can really make this distance depends on Yi Dun's condition and performance.

Anyway, there is one thing that can be confirmed. Now Yi Dun throws a distance of more than 19 meters, which should not be difficult.

20.10 meters is the standard achievement of international soccer players at the shot put, and Yi Dun is still slightly different at the moment.

...

"Monster, what a fucking monster!" Lao Zhang was already shocked and swearing.

He never expected that Ma Shanyong could find such a terrifying shot put genius in the mountain nest.

He has never seen a shot put genius in Jibei City, but compared with Yi Dunyi in front of him, he can't see it at all!

Shot put is a late-achieving event, and very few young people under 20 years old can make such a result!

"The world champion is here, it's OK, a stable world champion!" Lao Zhang muttered again.

"Don't you say nonsense? I don't know the seedlings I have cultivated myself better than you?" Ma Shanyong said proudly, patting his chest.

"Wait, I want to take a photo. Grandma's leg, the world champion has been trained in our elementary school, and this matter will definitely be in the news in the future." Old Zhang hurriedly took out his cell phone and took several photos of Yi Dun.

Because he was afraid that Lao Zhang would affect Yi Dun's training, Ma Shanyong pulled Lao Zhang to the corner to smoke and chat, leaving Yi Dun alone to train.

This practice was practiced until 10:30 noon, and Yi Dun practiced for about two hours.

In two hours, Yi Dun was quite satisfied with the results he made.

The highest score is 19 meters and 39 meters, and the lowest score is 19 meters.

Fortunately, the score of shot put is the highest in six throws, so Yi Dun's performance is unstable now and has no big impact.

If you are unstable once, you will not be unstable six times. You can always score more ideal results.

I didn't dare to practice too much, after all, there have been competitions these few days.

Just practice for two hours a day and maintain the competitive state.

At noon, Ma Shanyong invited Lao Zhang to a meal and had to express his gratitude.

Yi Dun was embarrassed to ask Ma Shanyong to pay for the treat, so he quietly settled the bill in advance, which made Ma Shanyong talk all the way back.

From the 20th to the 22nd, there were three days in total. Yi Dun trained for about two hours a day at No. 8 Primary School, and his gains were quite huge, which made him feel more confident in the next shot put game.

At 9:40 am on the 23rd, Yi Dun bid farewell to Ma Shanyong and started the shooting record of the shot put game.

The number of participants in this shot put competition is a bit too high, with more than twenty people, which is probably a long time ago.

Yi Dun got the 14th pick, a position that was neither forward nor backward, and was quite lucky.

Among the more than 20 contestants, Yi Dun only knows a veteran from Songyang City’s Football Put team, and he took a look at it during the City Games before.

The veteran is named Liu Huan, who is the same name and surname as a famous singer, and even looks a little similar, but he does not have the elegant hair of Liu Huan.

"Yidun, this task of winning the championship is all left to you."

"I try my best to enter the top eight." Liu Huan said with a wry smile.

"Brother Huan, don't be so unconfident. I think you may have a chance to make it to the top three!" Yi Dun said inspiringly.

I have had some dirty things with the city track and field team before, but not all track and field team members are as unbearable as Zhang Qiyang, and there are still some good people among them.

"What? You said Liu Huan can enter the top three?"
Chapter completed!