The First Strong Control In History

Chapter eighty-ninth,

After a few days.

In a certain house, in the spacious practice room, the atmosphere was almost condensed into a pool of stagnant water.

The air seemed to be suppressed, making people a little breathless.

Two people stood among them, one of them was strong and shiny, and the other was holding a baseball bat.

It was Yuan Bei and Jia Zhi.

Are you ready?

Yeah. Yuan Bei nodded slightly.

Jia Zhi's face sank like water, and the aura around him was released, and the air swayed like water, directly enveloping Yuan Bei.

hum...

Yuan Bei only felt his head buzzing, as if something was vibrating in it. When the screen in front of him changed, he seemed to be in a battlefield.

Tragic! blood! Howling!

Countless illusory figures emerged one by one, screaming and rushing towards him, but he couldn't even move, he could only be in a daze, watching these figures rushing one by one, suddenly squeezed into his body among!

The endless pressure hit him directly, and Yuan Bei felt as if he could not breathe, as if a giant hammer was hitting his chest hard, and even his body was trembling slightly. .

Take him!

Jia Zhi's yelling rang in Yuan Bei's ears, like thunder, Yuan Bei's eyes lit up suddenly, and he regained some consciousness.

At this moment, Yuan Bei realized that, at some point, he had already grasped the club in his hands, and his whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water.

Obviously only a moment has passed, but he has a feeling that several hours have passed.

Is this the real strong man?

Yuan Bei murmured in his heart.

Show off your aura!

Jia Zhi's thunderous voice then exploded: Break my pressure! Swing!

Yuan Bei took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a high-pitched aura slowly rose, but it was different from usual, this time his aura rose extremely slowly, he couldn't even achieve stability, even There is a general feeling that it will disappear in the next moment.

Yuan Bei's expression was also extremely uncomfortable. Although this was not the first time, he still couldn't get used to the feeling of being suppressed to the bottom every time.

In a blink of an eye, he put all these behind him, his mind sank, and he swung it with great difficulty, just like when the resonance was triggered, the baseball bat that Yuan Bei could easily swing out, but this time it seemed to be crushed. Like a big mountain.

But Yuan Bei still carried out meticulously. Although each swing was slow, it could be called a perfect swing, as if it had been measured with the most precision, without any difference.

And in the process of waving, his aura is slowly growing.

Under Jia Zhi's suppression, his aura seemed to be constantly being crushed with a sledgehammer, and then slowly regenerated. Under such tempering, Yuan Bei's aura also seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. The more solid.

If his previous aura was just the enthusiasm of a young man, then this time, it contained the calmness and restraint of a young man.

Jia Zhi, who was standing opposite, looked at the scene in front of him, although his face was calm, but he was extremely satisfied in his heart.

It should be said... as expected of a genius?

From the first time, he was suppressed and couldn't even let go of his momentum. After a long stalemate, he was exhausted without even swinging the club once.

He even suffered some internal injuries due to the forced promotion, which caused a backlash.

Up to now, even if he increases the suppression of his aura every day, he is no longer embarrassed like he was the first time, and he can even use this aura to temper himself.

Yuan Bei brought him a big surprise.

Yuan Bei was like a clear spring, no matter how hard he suppressed it, the water would always flow out along some gaps, breaking the limit he set for him time and time again.

But even though he was already very satisfied, his face was still expressionless.

Just kidding, this person's tail is about to go up to the sky, if there are two more compliments, then don't go up, just go to the sky!

At this moment, Yuan Bei didn't care about other things, he just waved the club slowly, keeping it in the same direction as the stick technique.

Under the tremendous pressure, the muscles are trembling slightly, and every swing requires huge effort.

In fact, Yuan Bei himself was not considered a genius.

He is just more sober than his peers.

Know more clearly what you have to give to get what you want.

So he is willing to spend a lot of energy and consume his physical strength, just to become stronger.

If he insists on saying that he is a genius, then he should belong to the hardworking genius.

But think about it too.

A genius who works hard is not a genius at all.

That one percent of talent is always more important than that ninety-nine percent of sweat, even more important.

Fortunately.

Absolute concentration provided him with that one percent talent, even more than one percent.

In a state of absolute concentration, what Yuan Bei can do is definitely more than he can think of.

He wasn't considered a genius at all, but he could barely be considered a half-genius at this time.

Train into the evening.

Taking advantage of the night, Yuan Bei returned home.

Parents are also busy with opening the store these days, and they went to bed early.

The money that Yuan Bei sold the gene nucleus that day was also handed over to them early, and he only said that it was earned by hypnosis.

Never mention the gene nucleus.

Yuan Xiaopang was also used to Yuan Bei leaving early and returning late. When he saw Yuan Bei coming in, he turned off his phone without saying a word, and fell asleep obediently.

No way, who made his brother care so much about his sleep quality every day?

Several times in a row, his Grandmaster Glory was about to fall to bronze, which made him very nervous every night, and he didn't dare to play at all, for fear that his brother would come back, so he would let him sleep without any explanation.

It's a tough job.

The two chatted for a while, and gradually fell asleep.

...

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

After that day, in the next few days, Yuan Bei's life gradually became more regular.

Basically, it is three points and one line. In the morning, I go to Zhang Peng's house for five-person practice, in the afternoon, I go to Jia Zhi's house to practice stick skills, and then go back to my own house in the evening.

That's right...

This guy also bought a house...

Anyway, Yuan Bei couldn't figure out what these gangsters were thinking. Buying a house was like buying a toy.

He didn't dare to say, and he didn't dare to ask.

However, such a regular life makes Yuan Bei like it very much, and he can feel the gradual improvement of his strength every day. This feeling undoubtedly makes Yuan Bei very comfortable.

And over time.

Game day!

Early in the morning, Yuan Bei arrived at the gate of Zhang Peng's community and waited.

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