Chapter 117

At the beginning, fengqiuyan also deliberately suppressed his speed, trying to keep his speed at the level of FanTai and compete with Zhouwen.

But with the passage of time, as well as time and again the ball lost, Feng Qiuyan unconsciously improved the speed, with legendary speed and Zhou Wen competition.

As a result, Feng Qiuyan was more and more shocked. The legendary speed still couldn't beat Zhou Wen. Although his speed was much faster than Zhou Wen, because the driving range was only 20 meters wide, Zhou Wen stood in the middle, which was about 10 meters away.

Short distance, his speed advantage can not be fully reflected.

The main reason is not that. Although the speed advantage of short distance is not obvious, the advantage is the advantage. Under normal circumstances, he can definitely occupy a favorable position first.

Even if there is no way to occupy a favorable position, with his speed, Zhou Wen can hit the ball first.

But Zhou Wen seems to be able to foretell. Every time the ball hasn't come out, Zhou Wen has already started to move. When Feng Qiuyan sees the ball, it's too late to move again. It's useless to move faster, which makes Feng Qiuyan feel extremely subdued.

What makes Feng Qiuyan even more unacceptable is that Zhou Wen has been playing games with his other hand when he grabs the ball with him.

At first, Feng Qiuyan thought that Zhou Wen insulted him intentionally, but actually he didn't really put his mind on the game.

But later Feng Qiuyan found out that Zhou Wenzhen was playing the game, and his eyes didn't even leave from the game screen. It seemed that it was at will to grab the ball with him.

"This guy... Is so strong..." Feng Qiuyan's forehead is sweating, and his eyes are staring at Zhou Wen's back. The previous contempt has completely disappeared. Zhou Wen's back seems to be much stronger in his eyes, just like a wall that will never be captured.

Zhou Wen didn't pay attention to Feng Qiuyan at all. He was indulging in the new discovery.

Listening to the earrings gives him strong hearing. When the ball is running in the jet machine, Zhou Wen has been able to hear it clearly, so he can know which outlet will eject the ball earlier than Feng Qiuyan, and he can also know the trajectory and landing point of the ball in advance.

But this is not the discovery that surprised Zhou Wen. What really surprised Zhou Wen is his thinking.

Zhou Wen is a very attentive person. In the past, no matter what he did, he was able to concentrate and not be disturbed by any foreign things, so sometimes it seems that people will appear dull, and what others say seems that he has no response.

In fact, it's not because Zhou Wen is stupid, but because he is too attentive to hear what others are saying to him.

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

If you want to make an analogy, 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, which can process more programs at the same time.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, not accurate, but now Zhou Wen can play the game and hit all the balls at the same time. There seems to be no thought interference between the two.

At the same time, Zhou Wen was also keen to find that when he played games and ball games at the same time, the operation of fan Xian Jing would be particularly fast, more than twice as fast as his usual rotation.

"It seems that this should be the effect of the mystical Sutra." More and more, Zhou Wen felt that the origin of the lost immortal Scripture was extraordinary, but he couldn't figure out why Jingdao immortal would give him such a powerful formula for vitality. It seemed a bit unreasonable to explain it just by looking at him.

Zhou Wen didn't know the origin of the lost immortal Scripture. Naturally, he didn't know the horror of the lost immortal Scripture. If it wasn't for his talent of spiritual concentration, he would have been killed by the lost immortal Scripture long ago. Even if he didn't die, he would be mad.

Even now, when Zhou Wen goes to bed at night, there will always be that kind of whispering voice reverberating in his ears all night long. It's hard for ordinary people to endure this kind of harassment all the time. Even if they don't lose their mind, their temper will become very grumpy, but Zhou Wen doesn't.

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

He has tried his best, but still can't grab Zhou Wen. Although he calls out his companion pet, he has a chance to defeat Zhou Wen, but Feng Qiuyan's pride makes him not do that. He still competes with Zhou Wen only by his own physical ability.

When Zhou Wen thought that today's practice was enough, he stopped to have a rest and was ready to go back, he turned his head and took a look at Feng Qiuyan.

This one sees under, can't help but slightly a Zheng.

He recognized Fengqiu wild goose, but it's very different from before. Now Fengqiu wild goose is sweating and panting all the time. His eyes are as red as rabbit's eyes. It seems that he will pick someone to eat at any time, which almost startles Zhou Wen.

Feng Qiuyan is not really tired, but the psychological pressure is too great. With his legendary physical quality, he was defeated by an ordinary child, and the defeat is so miserable. Zhou Wen is still playing the game with one hand, and he can't get a ball. That kind of psychological pressure is unimaginable to outsiders.

If it wasn't for Feng Qiuyan's determination, another person with a little less determination might have already collapsed his confidence.

The more wind autumn wild goose want to win, the more psychological pressure, psychological fatigue is far more than physical fatigue.

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

"What, how?" Zhou Wen was slightly stunned.

"Why can you predict the spot of the ball in advance without looking at it?" Wind autumn wild goose asked the doubt in his heart.

He is better than Zhou Wenqiang in everything, but he only lost on this point.

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

Zhou Wen refers to the earrings on his ears, but Feng Qiuyan obviously misunderstands Zhou Wen. He thinks that Zhou Wen refers to his ears. If he realizes it in a moment, he says to himself, "I see. It turns out that he is not really playing games. Instead, he uses games to divert his attention. He only uses his ears to listen to the ball. It turns out that this is the way to exercise, It seems that it is said that he is a game otaku, but it is not the case. He works harder than anyone else. Playing games is also a kind of practice. "

It's obvious that Feng Qiuyan misunderstood Zhou Wen. In fact, playing games is Zhou Wen's main purpose. Listening practice is just by the way.

"Zhou Wen, wait a minute." Seeing that Zhou Wen had walked out of the driving range, Feng Qiuyan suddenly caught up with him as if he had just awakened from a dream.