Chapter 159: Treating the Light as Heavy

When possessing the fate of the Great Demon God, Zhou Wen can float directly in the air without using any energy skills, nor does he need to borrow wings from a companion pet. He can also run and fly freely, as if there is an energy-shaped staircase in the air.

Each kind of fate has its own unique function, and each one seems very powerful, but Zhou Wen always feels that these powers do not seem to belong to him.

Zhou Wen was studying the effects of Yuan Qi Jue and fate at home when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

Zhou Wen originally thought it was Li Xuan, but when he opened the door, he saw that the person who came was Feng Qiuyan.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Wen asked curiously.

"Coach, I would like you to customize a second training plan for me." Feng Qiuyan said with a firm look.

"Didn't I tell you before that you have to complete the plan I customized for you before you can proceed to the next stage of practice..." Zhou Wen really didn't want to lie to Feng Qiuyan, so he could only find an excuse to refuse him.

But who knew that before he could finish his words, Feng Qiuyan said, "Coach, I have already mastered the slow sword realm."

"What? You've mastered it?" Zhou Wen stared at Feng Qiuyan with eyes wide open, a look of disbelief on his face.

He just said it casually. Although there were some of his own insights in it, most of them were just imaginary thoughts. Feng Qiuyan actually reached the slow sword realm based on his nonsense, which made Zhou Wen a little unbelievable.

"I've really mastered it. I'll show you now." Feng Qiuyan drew his sword and slashed at Zhou Wen.

Feng Qiuyan used to be able to draw his sword very quickly, so fast that people couldn't see clearly, like a flash of lightning, so fast that it was magical and light.

His sword is still very fast, but it is so fast that it makes people feel heavy, as if there is a thousand pounds of gravity on his sword, as if a mountain is pressing on the sword.

This knife move could be seen clearly, and it seemed to be very slow, but in fact the speed of the knife was faster than before.

"Treat light as if it were heavy?" Zhou Wen directly expressed the feeling Feng Qiuyan's knife gave him.

Feng Qiuyan nodded and said, "Coach is a coach. As expected, he already knew the state of making light things heavy. If it weren't for your guidance, I don't know how long it would have taken me to comprehend this state."

Zhou Wen couldn't quite describe his feelings at the moment. He thought to himself, "Feng Qiuyan, Feng Qiuyan, you're truly a genius. You've even mastered this. What else can I say?"

"Coach, please continue to customize a training plan for me." Feng Qiuyan said to Zhou Wen solemnly with a serious face.

Without waiting for Zhou Wen to say anything, Feng Qiuyan transferred a sum of money to Zhou Wen. It was as much as 20,000 yuan, which was three times more than the tuition fee for the first class.

"I know you're not doing this for the money, coach. This little tuition fee is just a token of my appreciation." Feng Qiuyan said.

"I just want this little bit of money, okay?" Zhou Wen really needed money now, but the money was a bit hot to the touch.

"I've been a bit busy lately, so I'm afraid I don't have much time to make a plan for you..." Zhou Wen wanted to find an excuse to get rid of Feng Qiuyan.

Feng Qiuyan immediately said, "It's okay. Coach, if you have time, please give me some pointers. If not, I can wait."

Zhou Wen looked at Feng Qiuyan with a complicated expression, not knowing what to say for a moment. After hesitating for a long time, Zhou Wen gritted his teeth and said to Feng Qiuyan, "Feng Qiuyan, this is it. Actually, at the beginning, I just wanted to earn some tuition fees from you. What I said to you before was all nonsense. The fact that you were able to practice the slow sword realm is due to your own talent and high understanding. It has nothing to do with me. I'm sorry, I will refund all the tuition fees I collected from you. Please don't mind..."

Zhou Wen really didn't want to lie to Feng Qiuyan, so he told her everything. He would rather return the money to him than continue.

But Feng Qiuyan was completely unconvinced. She held down Zhou Wen's hand as he was about to transfer the money and said, "Coach, if you don't have time, it's okay. I can wait. If you think my talent is too poor and you don't want to teach me, that's fine too. I'll just stay by your side. You don't have to teach me deliberately. Just let me figure it out on my own."

"That's not what I meant..." Zhou Wenben was not a very talkative person. He was speechless at this moment and didn't know how to explain.

"Coach, you don't have to say anything. I know that people like you practice very hard and will definitely squeeze every minute and every second to practice with all their strength, otherwise you will not make such rapid progress. It would be selfish of me to let you waste time to customize a plan for me. But apart from you, coach, I can no longer tolerate other mediocre people who only follow the routine, so please do not refuse me. I know your time is precious, so you don't need to do anything, just let me stay by your side and learn on my own. Don't worry, I will not affect your normal life and will not disturb you when it is inconvenient for you." Feng Qiuyan's eyes were as firm as iron, more determined than a nail house.

"This guy... is crazy..." Zhou Wen looked at Feng Qiuyan in amazement. He found that he seemed to have no way to explain anymore.

"I tell you, I really have nothing to teach you. Are you sure you want to stay?" Zhou Wen said weakly.

"Coach, don't worry, I will never disturb your practice." Feng Qiuyan said firmly.

"As long as you are happy, but let me be clear in advance, I have nothing to teach you. If you insist on staying, I will not refund your money." Zhou Wen said.

"I don't spend much money on a daily basis, and I haven't spent much of the pocket money my family gave me. I probably have more than one million left. Coach, if you need it, just take it all." Feng Qiuyan said.

"No need." Zhou Wen shook his head helplessly, turned around and walked back into the small building, sat on the sofa and continued playing games.

Feng Qiuyan followed him in, closed the door, walked behind Zhou Wen, and prepared to watch Zhou Wen play games.

"Do you want to watch me play games?" Zhou Wen put down his phone and asked Feng Qiuyan.

"Coach, I want to know about your entire practice process. Playing games is also a part of your practice, right? What game do you play? I also want to download one." Feng Qiuyan said seriously, and it was obvious that he was not joking.

"This is a game I developed myself. It hasn't been officially completed yet. It's a trade secret." Zhou Wen felt like he was going crazy.

Feng Qiuyan was clearly the one who was deceived, but he, the deceiver, felt extremely depressed.

"I see." Feng Qiuyan nodded, stopped watching Zhou Wen playing games, walked to the opposite side of Zhou Wen, pulled a chair and sat down, just staring at Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen was too lazy to pay attention to him, thinking that he would leave after getting bored, so he simply ignored him. Anyway, he couldn't see what game Zhou Wen was playing, so Zhou Wen continued to play games and clear dungeons on his own.

(End of this chapter)