1408: C1408 Perfect Javelin

C1408 Perfect Javelin

Yin Qingxuan silently walked to Ye Fan's side and sighed.

"Deng Zhu is really miserable. He was fooled by someone for a whole day, and he's still helping him count the money."

Ye Fan spread his hands and said, "Don't talk nonsense. This is called assisting, and also helping!"

"Tsk, the more you help, the more help you will get."

"Please put away your little intelligence."

...

He entered the sports field.

Ye Fan slowly walked to the place where the female student died.

He activated his Fiery Golden Eyes and kept looking around, not wanting to miss out on any details.

But the things he found were very limited.

It was about the same as last night.

He was just a bit confused. If it was man-made, who would be so cruel to not even leave a corpse behind?

But if it was King Nanshan, why was there no demonic aura left in the air? Could it be that he had deliberately concealed it?

How did he do it?

After all, not even the real demons could do it.

Demonic energy was a characteristic brought about by nature to demons. It was simply impossible to get rid of it.

What right did King Nanshan have to kill without leaving any demonic energy behind?

He didn't understand.

Five minutes later.

Ye Fan felt his interest waning. It seemed like he could only wait for him to appear and commit the crime again.

At this moment.

A sharp blade suddenly appeared in the sky and charged straight at Ye Fan.

Miao Miao and Yin Qingxuan were frightened when they saw this scene.

"Ye Fan, dodge it now! The spear is flying towards you!"

The other students in the distance were also screaming and warning him.

However, Ye Fan still didn't move.

He kept looking at the ground carefully.

The javelin was about to hit Ye Fan.

The two girls nervously closed their eyes, as if they could already see the state of blood spraying out.

The others also had their hearts in their throats.

However.

In the nick of time.

Ye Fan moved.

In a second.

Countless ideas flashed through his mind.

Picking up the javelin with his bare hands?

No, it was too high-profile.

It was inevitable to attract the attention of others.

Dodge?

That was a good idea, but it couldn't be too obvious.

Just like that, Ye Fan suddenly raised his head and missed the tip of the javelin. He was only a few centimeters away from it.

"Hu!"

He saw that he was safe and sound.

Many students heaved a sigh of relief.

If he stabbed someone, it would be a huge accident.

"Ye Fan, you're fine. That's great." Miao Miao said worriedly.

Yin Qingxuan also felt a lingering fear. "Fortunately, you moved a little. Otherwise, you might have been killed."

Ye Fan had an ignorant look on his face, but when he saw the javelin, he revealed a surprised expression and patted his chest.

"Phew! Fortunately, I have never done anything bad, and the heavens still bless me."

" Uncle, you really know how to comfort yourself. "

"That's a must. Let's go. I've already finished understanding the sports field."

" Yeah, let's go to the woods."

Miao Miao was still in love with him.

But Deng Zhu suddenly ran over.

He pulled out the javelin from the ground and apologized.

"Were you alright just now? I was about to stab you."

"You threw it?"

"No, I begged his classmate to throw it. "

"Oh, oh."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and confirmed that he was not lying anymore.

If it was really him who threw it away.

The person in front of him might not be as simple as he had imagined.

Deng Zhu hurriedly said when he sensed that Ye Fan and the others were about to leave.

"Ye Fan, I heard that you like sports very much. Do you want to compete with me?"

Before Ye Fan could say anything, Miao Miao snorted coldly.

"You are a professional athlete. How can Ye Fan be better than you? Don't bully me. I am not good at anything. "

"Uh..."

Deng Zhu originally wanted to show off himself.

But he didn't expect that he would be rebuked before he even started.

He kept blinking his eyes at Ye Fan, as if saying, Didn't you promise to cooperate with me? Hurry up and agree.

Ye Fan smiled. "Alright, I haven't practiced for a long time. I can give it a try."

Deng Lisheng was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he raised his arm and called out.

"Brothers, someone wants to compete with me in javelins."

The surrounding people immediately stopped their training and moved closer.

"Damn, is this for real? Someone actually wants to compete with Old Deng in javelins?"

"What's the difference between this one seeking death?"

"Deng is the holder of the javelin record at the Polytechnic University. He just came to school less than a year ago and broke the record twice in a row."

"Yeah, and he was specially trained by the Sports Bureau in Jiang City City. He is a potential candidate for the national team."

"Isn't this skinny guy asking for trouble?"

...

He heard the flattery of the crowd.

Yin Qingxuan frowned.

She didn't expect Ye Fan to agree. Could it be that he still had something up his sleeve?

Miao Miao pouted. "Ye Fan, he is very strong. Why did you agree to it so foolishly?"

Ye Fan did not care.

"It's fine. It's just a small game. Winning or losing is not important."

"Then you have to be careful."

"Don't worry."

Ye Fan said lightly, "I don't know much about javelins, how can I compete?"

Deng Zhu explained, "It's very simple. Just hold the javelin and throw it out. Compete who throws it far away."

"How far do you usually throw it?"

Ye Fan did not want to steal Deng Zhu's limelight, so he prepared to throw a meter less than him.

The others spoke up one after another.

"Haha, Old Deng is the strongest existence in our shooting team! It's not a problem to throw 80 meters."

"More than 80 meters? His highest record is 90 meters, alright?"

"Hiss! He's really f * cking strong."

Upon hearing these words, Ye Fan had a plan in his mind.

The highest was 90 meters, usually 80 meters. Then I should be able to throw it 80 meters.

Even if his performance is a bit abnormal, it should be enough to surpass me.

"You're a newbie, throw it first!"

Deng Zhu said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't let you lose too badly. Just throw as far as you can, and I'll just be a little farther away from you."

"Okay!"

Ye Fan took the javelin.

He shook it a few times in his hand, but he didn't even run. He threw it out.

Seeing his amateur movements, Deng Zhu was very pleased with himself.

Hmph, how can I only beat you by a little?

I can't display my strength at all. I have to surpass you ruthlessly.

Only then can I let Miao Miao see my goodness.

Deng Zhu's wishful thinking was perfect.

But he underestimated Ye Fan.

The javelin glided in the air for a distance and stopped 80 meters away.

Luckily, he had full control.

Ye Fan was very satisfied with his result.

However, the surrounding people were dumbfounded.

"Brother, are you sure you haven't practiced javelin before?"

"Nope."

Ye Fan thought to himself.

Could it be that eighty meters would attract attention?

Everyone looked at each other.

"Genius, you are a genius."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Ye Fan didn't understand.

"Classmate, are you really not aware, or are you pretending to be confused?"

"Let me tell you this, the national level 3 javelin technique standard is 36 meters, level 2 is 51 meters, level 1 is 66. 1 meter, sports fitness is 71 meters, international sports fitness is 78 meters."

"Your ability can already reach the top, not weaker than any international athlete."

Ye Fan was speechless.

He could not keep a low profile.

Sigh, the main thing was that he really didn't know anything about this area.

To throw out such a result is also unexpected.

If he had known earlier, he would have just made it twenty three meters.

Deng Zhu's expression was also ugly. He knew that he had underestimated Ye Fan.

However, he didn't have the slightest bit of fear. Instead, it ignited his fighting spirit.

"Isn't it just eighty meters? I can easily surpass it."

Everyone's eyes lit up.

That's right.

Ye Fan was quite fierce.

But there was another even fiercer one here.

"Old Deng, it's all up to you. Don't embarrass the gun squad."

"Throw a 90 meter throw and let him know what the difference is."

"Don't look at the difference of only 10 meters, but the gap is like a natural chasm. He might not be able to surpass it in his lifetime."

...

He heard a bunch of people praising him.

Miao Miao was unhappy.

"You guys can forget about it. A bunch of professional athletes bullying a sports enthusiast?"

"Ye Fan relies on his talent. He can easily reach 80 meters. With a bit of training, he can throw at least 100 meters away."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"A hundred meters? Why didn't you say that he could break the world record? What about eight meters? "

"I don't think so. It seems like someone in the University of Jiang City broke this record. It's just that there was no international referee at that time, so it wasn't recorded."

"Hmph, what's the use of pressing? Only by throwing out shocking results in the competition would it be useful."

University of Jiang City?

The two girls widened their eyes.2

Yin Qingxuan asked cautiously, "Uncle, that person can't be you, right?"

Ye Fan shook his head, "No."

"You scared me to death. I thought you were really that strong."

"But we were in the same dormitory. We participated in the sports event together. He broke all the records in the field, and I won all the championships in the track."

Ye Fan was talking about a very small matter. His tone was calm and his expression was natural.

But to the two girls, it sounded like a bomb had exploded in their ears.

His meaning was very simple. The two of them had broken the record of all the track and field competitions.

In other words, the two of them had challenged all the athletes in the school who had been in track and field for decades.

One had to know that University of Jiang City was a hundred-year university. The school record had been broken by countless people.

It had been a long time since it had been refreshed.

Many people who could break the record in University of Jiang City were active in international sports arenas.

Ye Fan was actually so fierce?

"Awesome, you are really awesome."

Miao Miao's eyes lit up, and an invasive look appeared on his face. He wished he could immediately push Ye Fan down.

"Uncle, it would be a pity if you didn't go to the national team."

"The national team invited me, but I refused. It means nothing to me. "

"Uh... Please forgive my speechlessness!"

He watched as the three of them chatted passionately.

Deng Zhu felt unhappy in his heart and said in a deep voice, "It's my turn, right? I'll let you all see what true strength is."

Holding the javelin in in his hand, his entire aura changed.

This was the state he was in when he was exercising, just like a prehistoric beast.

"Throwing the javelin is a complicated multi-axis rotation project"

"Its complete technology is that the spear on the shoulder can be used to gain momentum through a pre-running and connecting throwing step, and the last burst of force will be used on the shaft of the javelin, and the javelin will be thrown through the shoulder"

"Just like this!"

" Shua!"

While explaining, he did the most professional action and threw the javelin in in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone also cried out in surprise...

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