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

But as time went by, and the ball grabbing failed again and again, 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, and the legendary speed still couldn't catch Zhou Wen, although his speed was indeed much faster than Zhou Wen, but because the practice field was only twenty meters wide, Zhou Wen stood in the middle, and the distance between left and right was ten meters.

The distance was short, and his speed advantage could not be fully reflected.

The main thing is not that reason, although the speed advantage in the short distance is not too obvious, but the advantage is the advantage, and under normal circumstances he can definitely take the first step to occupy the advantageous position.

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

But Zhou Wen seems to be able to predict the prophet, every time the ball has not yet squirted out, Zhou Wen has already begun to move, and it is too late to move when Feng Qiuyan sees the ball, and it is useless to be faster, which makes Feng Qiuyan feel extremely aggrieved.

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

At first, Feng Qiuyan thought that Zhou Wen was deliberately insulting him, but in fact, he didn't really put his mind on the game.

But later Feng Qiuyan found out that Zhou Wen was really playing a game, and his eyes never even took off the game screen, as if it was casual to grab the ball with him.

"This guy ...... It's so strong......" Feng Qiuyan sweated on his forehead, staring at Zhou Wen's back, the previous contempt had completely disappeared, and Zhou Wen's back seemed to have become much taller and stronger in his eyes, like a city wall that would never be attacked.

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

The listening earrings brought him strong hearing, and when the ball was running in the jet machine, Zhou Wen could already hear it clearly, so he was able to know which ball would be sprayed one step earlier than Feng Qiuyan, and he could also know the trajectory and landing point of the ball in advance.

But this is not a discovery that surprises Zhou Wen, what really surprises Zhou Wen is his thinking.

Zhou Wen is a very focused person, no matter what he did before, he was able to concentrate and be consistent, and was not disturbed by any external objects, so sometimes it seems that people will look dull, as if he has no reaction to what others say.

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

Now Zhou Wen found that he could concentrate on doing things as well, but while concentrating, he seemed to be able to deal with other things at the same time, which was difficult to explain.

If you have to compare it, you can compare Zhou Wen's thinking to a computer processor, Zhou Wen's brain used to be 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 and not accurate, but Zhou Wen can now hit all the balls while playing the game, and there doesn't seem to be a mental distraction between the two.

Zhou Wen also keenly discovered that when he was playing games and playing ball at the same time, the operation of the Immortal Sutra would be very fast, more than twice as fast as the usual rotation.

"It seems that this should be the effect of the Sutra of Immortals. Zhou Wen felt more and more that the origin of the Lost Immortal Sutra was extraordinary, but he couldn't figure out why the Jing Dao Immortal would give him such a powerful Yuan Qi recipe for nothing, and it seemed a little unreasonable to explain it just by looking at him.

Zhou Wen didn't know the origin of the Lost Immortal Sutra, naturally he didn't know the terrible Lost Immortal Sutra, if it weren't for his extraordinary talent for spiritual concentration, I am afraid that he would have been killed by the Lost Immortal Sutra a long time ago, and even if he didn't die, he would go crazy.

Even now, when Zhou Wen sleeps at night, there will always be that kind of whispering voice echoing in his ears all night, and it is difficult for ordinary people to endure this kind of harassment all the time, even if he doesn't go crazy, his temper will become very irritable, but Zhou Wen doesn't.

Zhou Wen indulged in the thrill of new discoveries and practicing to fight with his hearing, but Feng Qiuyan's face became more and more ugly.

He had exhausted all his strength, but he still couldn't snatch Zhou Wen, although he had a chance to defeat Zhou Wen by summoning a companion pet, but the pride in Feng Qiuyan's heart made him not do that, and he still only relied on his physical ability to compete with Zhou Wen.

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

At this glance, I couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

He recognized Feng Qiuyan, but Feng Qiuyan's current appearance was very different from before, the current Fengqiu Yan was sweating profusely, and kept panting, his eyes looked at Zhou Wen, as red as a rabbit's eyes, as if he would choose someone to eat at any time, which almost scared Zhou Wen.

Feng Qiuyan is not really tired, but the psychological pressure is too great, with his legendary physical fitness, he actually lost to a mortal fetus, and he lost so badly, when Zhou Wen was still playing the game with one hand, he was not able to grab a ball, that kind of psychological pressure is unimaginable to outsiders.

If it weren't for Feng Qiuyan's perseverance, if he was replaced by another person with a slightly worse mind, maybe his confidence would have collapsed long ago.

The more Feng Qiuyan wants to win, the more psychological pressure she has, and the psychological exhaustion far exceeds the physical exhaustion.

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

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

"Why can you predict the landing point of the ball in advance without watching the ball?" Feng Qiuyan asked the doubts in his heart.

He is better than Zhou Wen in everything, but he only loses in this point.

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

Zhou Wen refers to the earrings on his ears, and Feng Qiuyan obviously misunderstood Zhou Wen's meaning, he thought that Zhou Wen was referring to the ear, and instantly realized, and said to himself: "I see, it turns out that he is not really playing a game, but using the game to divert his eyes, only use his ears to listen to the ball, it turns out to be such a workout method, it seems that the outside world is said to be a game otaku, but this is not the case, he works harder than anyone else, and 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 incidental.

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