Douluo's Steady Douluo

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School at nine o'clock in the evening was very quiet.

Xie Chun, who was wearing a thin shirt, wandered around the small courtyard. There was a chess game in the middle of the courtyard, and it was unknown who stayed here.

The night breeze was blowing, and Xie Chun sat on the stone bench, simulating the ideas of both parties, and started playing the game alone.

Xie Chun played with the king in his hand, and killed a knight on the other side with his chariot, and then brought the perspective of the opposite side to think.

In the end he moved the queen for a long distance.

"Good move." He couldn't help but praise himself.

In this way, if you want to use a chariot to eat the knight, you will lose a bishop or even be generalized.

So you came and I went down for more than a dozen rounds, and finally the winner was decided. After the king was generalized, Xie Chun heaved a sigh of relief.

It is really tiring for two strong players to play chess.

It was a little early to go back to bed at this time, but Xie Chun found another interesting thing in the yard, which was a ladder leading to the roof.

Maybe it's not bad to go up to see the stars?

Just do what you said, Xie Chun set up the ladder, and after confirming that it was stable, he slowly climbed up.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the middle of the night was not brightly lit, only the sparse sound of the wind passing by, finally blending into the summer night.

Xie Chun stared at the mountain gate and the main hall in the night with a relaxed expression.

After a long time, a girl with short hair and a pure white dress walked into the courtyard.

Xie Chun waved to her.

The girl looked up and saw the slight night breeze blowing the boy's natural long hair, making her unconsciously want to get closer.

Night Breeze and long hair are common, but this is the first time Ning Rongrong has such a handsome face.

Why didn't you notice his face before?

The girl didn't care at all about the white skirt she was wearing. She climbed up the ladder by the wall and slowly sat down on the roof.

"Can't sleep? Still want to come and see me?" Xie Chun smiled.

"I just wanted to come out and enjoy the night breeze." Ning Rongrong hugged her knees and defended in a low voice.

Xie Chun shrugged and said nothing, staring at the darkness in the distance in a daze, he likes this kind of place without light very much, it will give him a sense of security.

Ning Rongrong thought for a long time and finally thought of a topic: "You... want to learn concentration control? I can teach you now."

"Okay."

"..."

Ning Rongrong looked at the other party's smile, stunned for a moment, and then introduced: "Different soul masters practice this technique in different ways, I will first introduce my own method here, which is to continuously release the soul skills, The speed and time of releasing each skill should be differentiated, and it should be done as accurately as possible, and it can be sent and received freely.”

The corner of Xie Chun's mouth twitched. What's the use of this? Could it be that he wants to make several kinds of instant noodles at the same time?

"Of course, you don't have to do this like me." Ning Rongrong added, "If you want to master distraction control, you must first have a strong ability to observe the overall situation."

As she spoke, the girl took out three bottles filled with water from the storage ring and placed them on the eaves.

"You try to knock it down with your soul power and then pull it up. Remember to use three different directions, with a one-second interval between retraction and release. If you can make the movements continue, you will be considered a preliminary success."

"In the beginning, it was mainly to focus the scattered mental energy, which required certain mental strength, and at the same time required excellent responsiveness."

"I suspect you are trying to make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger." Xie Chun heard this process a bit ridiculous, it was really like drawing a circle with the left hand and a square with the right hand.

"It's fine if you don't believe me." Ning Rongrong snorted lightly, and put her head on her knees, only her eyes were exposed.

He actually believed it. To put it bluntly, this kind of distraction control means multitasking. It’s not strange to use this method to train.

So Xie Chun started to try with his soul power.

Bottle No. 1 is poured to the left, bottle No. 2 is poured to the right, bottle No. 3 is poured backward, and then the numbers are recorded to trigger muscle memory.

After a few minutes, Xie Chun was able to master this so-called distraction control proficiently.

Ning Rongrong looked at the three bottles of infinite sit-ups in front of him and fell into deep thought: "How did you do it? I have been practicing for several years and I have only just touched the threshold."

"Doesn't it matter if you have hands?" Xie Chun curled his lips and skipped the topic directly.

What he practiced was not distraction control at all, but the inertia of thinking. First he did the whole sequence in slow motion, and finally engraved it in his mind. Doing it dozens of times would be cost-effective.

It can only be said that this practice method is not very scientific, and he will improve it when he has time.

"If you don't want to, forget it."

"There's nothing I can't say." Xie Chun opened his arms to face the night wind and turned to look at Ning Rongrong seriously, "Because I am a god."

The girl could clearly hear her heartbeat, and her mind was filled with his handsome appearance and his focused expression when turning the pages of the book, which always made her unable to help but take another look.

"It's getting late..."

Let's go back to each house and go to sleep, he originally wanted to say that, but a shooting star flashed across the sky, trailing a beautiful arc behind it.

Xie Chun closed his eyes and read a few words silently, then looked at the girl with wide eyes beside him: "Did you make a wish?"

"You still believe this?" Ning Rongrong had an expression of discovering a new continent.

"Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with whether you make a wish or not. What if it comes true? Anyway, it doesn't cost money, so just have some faith."

Ning Rongrong rolled his eyes at him, didn't speak, but closed his eyes obediently.

After opening his eyes again, he happened to meet Xie Chun's pure eyes, followed by the boy's gentle voice: "What wish did you make?"

"I hope that my friends will always be well, that my father and two grandfathers will always pamper me, and that... I will never have to grow up." Ning Rongrong's eyes were lowered, seeming a little frustrated, but He quickly adjusted, "What about you? Is the wish you made about me?"

Xie Chun rubbed her little head, said with a smile: "I can't tell you, it won't work if you express your wish."

Ning Rongrong: "?"

Xie Chun glanced at the pitch-black night sky again. He always preferred to believe in such things. After all, even with the system, there is no guarantee that there will be another god who can fulfill the wish.

"Let's go, it's time to go to bed." Xie Chun stood up and stretched himself.

"Oh." Ning Rongrong just responded without moving.

"What, are you angry?" Xie Chun smiled and pulled the girl up from the dark roof, and put on the shirt on her body.

This sentence failed to get a response from the girl, but Xie Chun just waved his hand: "Good night, see you tomorrow."

Then jumped down.

One second before entering the room, a soft 'good night' came down from the roof.

Xie Chun paused, then closed the door.