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Chapter two hundred and fiftieth people together(2/2)

The psychological game itself is already ever-changing, and with the combination of various techniques, the changes are even greater.

For example, to use Angel Wings in the snow, you need to understand the characteristics of the snow and use these characteristics to use Angel Wings.

If you are using Angel Wings on sand, you must use Angel Wings based on the characteristics of the sand.

The opponent is a man with a violent personality, how to use the angel wings; the opponent is a cautious woman, how to use the angel wings.

All kinds of factors are added together, and the ability to make perfect use of everything available around you is the real angel wing.

Even Li Xiu himself doesn't know how many changes there are in Angel Wings. He is learning while using them. How can others learn to understand? This is a skill that can be learned with time.

In just one month, Li Xiu couldn't let Qian Zhongshan completely learn the angel wings. He only needed to let Qian Zhongshan grasp the feeling through countless exercises and form muscle memory and conditioned reflexes.

Of course, this is also training Qianzhongshan's magical equipment micro-manipulation.

If the operation is not up to par, it will be difficult to bring out the true capabilities of the Angel Wings.

Fortunately, Qian Zhongshan's magic equipment control level is very solid. It can be seen that he not only has the talent of a magic equipment master, but also has worked hard.

By the end of the day's training, Qianzhongshanren was already paralyzed on the ground from exhaustion. Today's day was undoubtedly a major blow to his self-confidence.

He, an S-level magician, could not dodge the baseball thrown by Li Xiu with his flesh and blood body. And Li Xiu was only a C-level trialist, and he was still far from being a supersoul.

This night, Qian Zhongshan almost spent his time in a nightmare. In his dream, countless baseballs came at him like a tide. He could not escape, and he was soon submerged by the baseballs, like a drowning person.

Struggling hard, he was finally submerged in baseball.

Qian Zhongshan didn't know how many times he woke up from his nightmares one night. His mind was filled with baseballs. Whenever he closed his eyes, there seemed to be baseballs spinning in his mind, and evil ghosts seemed to be born on those baseballs.

The face looks a bit familiar.

After Li Qingyin returned to his garden, he found a lot of baseballs from nowhere, and then imitated Li Xiu's technique of throwing the baseballs out.

Li Qingyin can throw all kinds of curveballs and even butterfly balls after practicing a few times. It is not difficult for her.

"Miss Li, when did you like playing baseball?" Mo Liu and Sun Gang walked in and asked with some confusion when they saw the baseballs on the ground.

"You guys came just in time, do me a favor." Li Qingyin pointed to the space near the flower bed and said, "I throw a baseball and you hide. You can't leave this space. Try and see if you can hide away."

"You are joking, Miss, you are already at the basic level, how can we possibly hide away?" Mo Liu was startled and shook his head quickly.

"I will control my strength to about C level." Li Qingyin said.

"It's C-level, so how could you hit us?" Mo Liu said with a smile.

"Try it, which one of you comes first?" Li Qingyin said with a smile.

"Since the eldest lady is so elegant, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. Are you sure you control your strength to level C?" Mo Liu walked into the flower bed and asked again worriedly.

Li Qingyin didn't say any nonsense and threw the ball directly. The ball drew a weird arc, but it didn't touch Mo Liu at all and flew directly past Mo Liu. Mo Liu stood there without moving at all.

"Haha, Miss, what are you doing here?" Mo Liu said with a smile.

"Sure enough, judgment is more difficult to master than technique." Although Li Qingyin can imitate Li Xiu's techniques, he cannot judge as accurately as Li Xiu.

"Come again!" Li Qingyin picked up another ball and threw it at Mo Liu. She didn't believe that Li Xiu could do it, but she couldn't.

If she can learn Li Xiu's method, then she can still achieve the effect of prediction even without Wan Chaoxin's Phoenix Eyes.

For many days, Li Qingyin practiced in his garden, while Qian Zhongshan was tortured by nightmares all day long under Li Xiu's training.

Half a month later, while Qian Zhongshan was still undergoing torture, Jing Li returned to Changshengtian and immediately came to No. 7 Courtyard.

Seeing the baseballs on the ground and Qian Zhongshan in magic costume, Jing Li looked at Li Xiu who was sitting on a chair and throwing the ball, and asked with some confusion: "What are you doing?"

"Special training, Qianzhongshan, Li Qingyin and you will represent our technician team in the competition at the beginning of next month." Li Xiu told Jing Li about the competition.

Jing Li didn't care when he arrived, and just said to Li Xiu: "The news has been sent to Lord Chu. He asked me to convey it to you. He will start to handle it immediately, but this matter must be spread widely at the same time.

, otherwise it will be easy to be suppressed, so he needs some time to prepare, at least ten days and a half before he can take action."

"Just in time to catch up with the competition." Li Xiu said with a smile: "Jing Li, this competition is our best opportunity. We don't have to hold back when the time comes and we will do our best."

"Understood, I'm going to the trial ground first. I need more resources to condense the light veins, and I won't come back before the competition." After Jing Li said that, he left without stopping.
Chapter completed!
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