Yang Yaodao: "Of course, what I said will come true. In this competition, I decided not to use my hands and feet and let the limp San Banaxe see what the real gap is."
The commentator said: "Three-axe, the prisoner said that he can defeat you without using hands or feet, just with his head. Do you agree with his statement?"
Wang Ziming said: "This is simply what an evil beast who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth says. I like to call this kind of thing called donkey braying, oh oh oh oh eh." Wang Ziming imitated a donkey's bray into the microphone.
The commentator smiled and said: "It seems that neither the prisoner nor San Ban Ax accepts the other, so let the fist explain it. Now please enjoy the battle between the prisoner and San Ban Ax. Let's begin."
Yang Yao raised his head slightly, showing a leering look, then lowered his head and said: "Come and chop me, come on, let go and let you hit me."
The prince said secretly: "Damn it, this Yang Yao won't really hit his head with an axe. If the ax kills him, how can this performance go on?" He thought for a moment and said: "Okay , let me see how hard his dog head is."
Wang Ziming swung his ax and turned it around dozens of times, whipping up a gust of wind. Then he jumped into the air and smashed Yang Yao down.
However, he did not aim at Yang Yao's head, but at his shoulders.
Wang Ziming's ax quickly hit Yang Yao's shoulder.
The commentator promptly added a "clang" collision sound.
Yang Yao felt that the power on the ax was not very strong, and knew that Wang Ziming did not use all his strength. Even so, he still cooperated very well and rolled backwards, as if he had been knocked away.
The commentator said: "Oh my god, did you see it? The prisoner really took the three-axe and one axe, but the ax didn't hit the prisoner's head. Did the three-axe not want to kill the prisoner so quickly? The three-axe was too kind. , kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself. Sanbanaxu will probably suffer a loss."
Wang Ziming said: "I'm afraid that if I kill him with an axe, I won't have to torture him any more. In order to torture this arrogant maniac, I plan to break him bone by bone, and finally hit him with the axe." In his uncivilized brain."
The commentator said: "Oh, that's it. San Banaxu likes to torture and kill, which is so fun. Let's take a closer look at how Sanbanaxu tortures and kills prisoners. Oh, oh, oh, it's so exciting."
Yang Yao got up from the ground and pretended to shake a bit, appearing to be a little unsteady on his feet.
The commentator said: "Look, the prisoner paid the price for his arrogance. He was injured. Can he still hold on? Does the three-axe really have to chop the prisoner into pieces bone by bone? Hahaha, it's so exciting. .”
The prince said secretly: "You are scolding, is Yang Yao really injured or fake? I didn't use much force on the ax just now. He shouldn't be injured, right?"
Wang Ziming said: "Look, that stupid prisoner is injured now. I will let him know the price of pretending. If he pretends to be cool, he will be struck by lightning. Before being struck by lightning, if he is struck by my ax first, I will chop him into pieces." Fragments.”
Yang Yao staggered a few steps, straightened his chest suddenly, pointed at his head, and said: "Idiot, come and chop my head. I asked you to chop my head, but you hacked my shoulder, so I was injured. . If you chop my head now, I won’t be hurt. This head is the hardest in my body. Come on."
The commentator said: "Oh, it turns out that the prisoner's head is really hard. The three-axe didn't want to chop his head just now, just to torture him for a while, but he didn't expect to hurt the prisoner. This plot is too weird, I can’t even understand it.”
The prince said secretly: "Fuck, what Yang Yao said is true or false? Is his head really harder than his shoulders? Forget it, let's try it with an ax first. I hope he won't be chopped to death. Hey, it should be there Let’s test the strength of his head. Now I’m so passive that I don’t dare to work hard.”
Wang Ziming said loudly: "Ah, this idiot is really hard-headed, so I will chop off his head now. Come on, idiot, use your donkey head to catch grandpa's axe."
Wang Ziming jumped into the air, turned his body 360 degrees, golden light flashed all over his body, and struck down with an axe.
The ax drew a golden light in the air and landed on Yang Yao's head.
Yang Yao put his head in front without any flinching.
The moment the ax touched the head, the commentator added a violent impact sound.
"Boom."
Yang Yao didn't feel much impact, but he still cooperated and fell backward.
Yang Yao lay on the ground for a few seconds, then stood up unsteadily, shook his head violently, pretended to be fine again, and said: "But that's it, Sanbanaxe, is this all you have? You haven't taken milk." Well, when you were a child, was your mother poor in milk and not enough to feed you?"
The prince said secretly: "Mad, it seems that I really underestimated him. This beast's body is really hard. I was afraid of hurting him, but he actually scolded my mother. Damn it."
Wang Ziming shouted: "Here you come, you beast, I'll let you have a taste of grandpa's axe."
The commentator said: "The three-blade ax struck twice, but the prisoner still caught it hard. Can he injure the prisoner with his next ax blow? Look, he is about to chop off the next ax head."
Wang Ziming jumped into the air and struck down with his axe.
Yang Yao continued to hold his head in front of him.
With a "boom", the ax struck Yang Yao on the head.
This one was a real crash.
Yang Yao flew backwards and hit the edge of the fence.
The commentator said: "Although Sanbanaxe's attack this time was not so brilliant, it was surprisingly powerful. The prisoner was knocked out again. Did he still not attack? By the way, he said not to use his hands and feet, so what happened to him? What about winning? That’s weird, let’s keep watching.”
Yang Yao stood upright by the fence, shook his head, then shook his body violently, and said: "This ax is not very soft, it is my turn to attack next. Watch carefully."
Yang Yao's figure flashed, and he reached Wang Ziming and knocked his head forward.
Wang Ziming was caught off guard and was hit in the waist by Yang Yao, and was suddenly knocked to the edge of the fence.
It wasn't that Wang Ziming was acting, but that he was really knocked to the edge of the fence.
Wang Ziming felt a little sore in his waist and reluctantly reached the middle of the field. He looked at Yang Yao solemnly and said to himself: "It turns out that he really has the strength to resist my ax with his head. In this case, why should I hesitate."
Wang Ziming stopped talking nonsense. With a thought, his skin turned golden. He raised his ax and launched a crazy attack on Yang Yao.
Yang Yao sometimes used his head to catch Wang Ziming's axe, sometimes he used his belly to catch it. Each time, he used some part of his body to catch Wang Ziming's axe.
The two of them fought like the wind in the ring, swishing and swishing, fighting fiercely.
The commentator was stunned and completely forgot to explain.
Yang Yao fought for a while, and in order to increase the visual effect, he watched Wang Ziming's ax coming and hit him directly with his head.
With a "boom", Yang Yao's head hit the axe, making a deafening sound.
Yang Yao somersaulted backwards and hit the fence. He stretched the elastic ropes a lot, and with the help of strength, he bounced back towards Wang Ziming.
