Chapter 116 How Did You Do It?

At the beginning, Feng Qiuyan also deliberately suppressed his speed, trying to keep his speed at the mortal level to compete with Zhou Wen.

However, with the passage of time and repeated failures to grab the ball, Feng Qiuyan unconsciously increased his speed and competed with Zhou Wen at a legendary speed.

As a result, Feng Qiuyan became more and more frightened. The legendary speed still couldn't beat Zhou Wen, although his speed was indeed much faster than Zhou Wen, but because the practice field was only 20 meters wide, Zhou Wen stood in the middle. It's about ten meters away.

The distance is short, and his speed advantage cannot be fully reflected.

The main reason is not this, although the short-distance speed advantage is not too obvious, but the advantage is the advantage. Under normal circumstances, he can definitely take a favorable position first.

Even if he can't occupy a favorable position, with his speed, he can hit the ball one step ahead of Zhou Wen.

But Zhou Wen seems to be able to predict the future. Every time the ball has not been sprayed, Zhou Wen has already started to move. When Feng Qiuyan sees the ball, it will be too late to move, and it is useless to move faster. This makes Feng Qiuyan Feeling extremely aggrieved.

What made Feng Qiuyan even more unacceptable was that Zhou Wen had been playing games with his other hand when he was fighting for the ball with him.

At first Feng Qiuyan thought that Zhou Wen was deliberately insulting him, but he didn't really focus on the game.

But later Feng Qiuyan found out that Zhou Wen was really playing the game, and he didn't even take his eyes off the game screen. It seemed that grabbing the ball with him was just casual.

"This guy... so strong..." Feng Qiuyan sweated on his forehead, staring at Zhou Wen's back, the previous contempt had completely vanished, Zhou Wen's back seemed to have become much taller and more majestic in his eyes, like a block of eternal Walls that cannot be captured.

Zhou Wen didn't pay attention to Feng Qiuyan at all, he was indulging in new discoveries.

The listening earrings gave him a powerful hearing. When the ball was running in the jet ball machine, Zhou Wen could already hear it clearly, so he was able to know which outlet would eject the ball one step earlier than Feng Qiuyan. Know the ball's trajectory and where it will land in advance.

But this was not a surprise discovery that surprised Zhou Wen. What really surprised Zhou Wen was his thinking.

Zhou Wen is a very focused person. No matter what he did in the past, he was able to concentrate on it and not be disturbed by any foreign objects. Therefore, sometimes people would appear to be dull, and it would seem that he did not respond to what others said.

In fact, it wasn't because Zhou Wen was stupid, but because he was so focused that he didn't hear what others were saying to him.

Now Zhou Wen finds that he can concentrate when he is doing things, but at the same time he seems to be able to deal with other things at the same time. This feeling is difficult to explain clearly.

If you insist on a metaphor, you can compare Zhou Wen's thinking to a computer processor. In the past, Zhou Wen's brain was a single-core processor, but now it is a dual-core processor that can process more programs at the same time.

Of course, this is just a metaphor and is not accurate, but Zhou Wen can indeed hit all the balls while playing the game now, and there seems to be no mental interference between the two.

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Zhou Wen also keenly discovered that when he was playing games and balls at the same time, the operation of the Sutra of Losing Immortals would be extremely fast, more than double the normal rotation speed.

"It seems that this should be the effect of the Fascinating Immortal Sutra." Zhou Wen felt more and more that the origin of the Fascinating Immortal Sutra was unusual, but he couldn't figure out why Jing Daoxian would give him such a powerful vitality art for nothing.

Just looking at him pleasing to the eye to explain, it seems a bit unreasonable.

Zhou Wen doesn't know the origin of the Sutra of Losing Immortals, and naturally he doesn't know how terrible it is. If it wasn't for his talent for mental concentration, he would have been killed by the Sutra of Losing Immortals long ago, and he would go crazy even if he didn't die.

Even now, when Zhou Wen sleeps at night, there will always be that kind of whispering voice that echoes in his ears all night long. It would be difficult for ordinary people to endure this kind of harassment all the time. , but Zhou Wen did not.

Zhou Wen indulged in the new discovery and the pleasure of practicing listening to battle, but Feng Qiuyan's face became more and more ugly.

He has exhausted all his strength, but he still can't grab Zhou Wen. Although summoning a companion pet will give him a chance to defeat Zhou Wen, Feng Qiuyan's inner pride prevents him from doing that, and he still only relies on his physical ability to compete with Zhou Wen.

When Zhou Wen felt that today's practice was enough, stopped to rest, and was about to go back, he turned his head to look at Feng Qiuyan.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.

He recognized Feng Qiuyan, but Feng Qiuyan's current appearance was very different from before. Now Feng Qiuyan was sweating profusely, gasping for breath, and looking at Zhou Wen, like the eyes of a rabbit The same red, as if it would choose someone to devour at any time, almost startling Zhou Wen.

Feng Qiuyan is not really tired, but the psychological pressure is too great. With his legendary physique, he actually lost to a mortal rank, and he lost so badly that Zhou Wen is still playing games with one hand. Under the circumstances, he was not able to grab a ball, the kind of psychological pressure is unimaginable to outsiders.

If it weren't for Feng Qiuyan's determination and determination, if it was replaced by another person with a slightly less determined mind, his confidence might have collapsed long ago.

The more Feng Qiuyan wanted to win, the more psychological pressure he felt, and his mental exhaustion far exceeded his physical exhaustion.

"How did you do it?" When Zhou Wen thought that Feng Qiuyan would pounce on him and bite him, Feng Qiuyan stared at Zhou Wen and asked suddenly.

"How did you do it?" Zhou Wen was slightly startled.

"Why can you predict where the ball will land in advance without watching the ball?" Feng Qiuyan asked the doubts in his heart.

He is stronger than Zhou Wen in everything, but only loses in this.

"Because of this." Zhou Wen pointed to his ears, then picked up the jacket on the chair, turned around and left.

Zhou Wen was referring to the listening earrings on his ears, but Feng Qiuyan obviously misunderstood what Zhou Wen meant. He thought that Zhou Wen was referring to his ears, and if he realized something, he said to himself: "So that's what happened, so he didn't. It's not really playing games, but using games to divert one's attention and use only ears to listen to the ball. It turned out to be such an exercise method. It seems that outsiders say that he is a game otaku, but this is not the case. He is better than anyone else. Working harder, playing games is also a kind of practice.”

Obviously Feng Qiuyan misunderstood Zhou Wen. In fact, playing games is Zhou Wen's main purpose, and practicing listening is just a casual thing.

"Zhou Wen, wait a minute." Seeing that Zhou Wen had walked out of the practice ground, Feng Qiuyan suddenly chased after him as if he had just woken up from a dream.