With a "swish", Yang Yao reached Wang Ziming again at an extremely fast speed and bumped into Wang Ziming's stomach with his shoulder.
Wang Ziming immediately flew out and hit the fence. He then became unstable and climbed down, spitting out a mouthful of blood. .
The commentator said: "Ah, San Banaxe fell down, can he still stand up?"
Yang Yao walked up to Wang Ziming and saw that the other person had vomited blood and was afraid that he could not fight. He raised his hands, made a victory gesture towards the empty positions around him, and made a few hugging gestures.
The commentator said: "Okay, Yang Yao, you competed very well this time and the results are very good."
Yang Yao knew that the game was over, so he helped Wang Ziming up and said, "How are you? I didn't hurt you, did I?"
There were still blood stains on Wang Ziming's mouth, and he forced a smile and said: "Damn, your body is so strong. I don't know, I don't dare to use force, for fear of hacking you to death."
Yang Yaodao: "I'm sorry, I should have asked you to test my physical strength in advance. With this experience, it will be much easier for us to perform next time."
Wang Ziming said: "I am injured, do you have any medicine for the injury?"
Yang Yao said: "No, I'll give you a Spirit Gathering Pill." He took out a Spirit Gathering Pill and gave it to Wang Ziming.
Wang Ziming curled his lips and said: "Hey, there is a shortage of elixirs in the prison. I need a healing elixir. The Spirit Gathering Pill is useless."
Yang Yaodao: "If it's useless, return the pill to me."
Wang Ziming said: "Don't, even if it's useless, it's still mine. Your last impact could have disabled me."
Yang Yao said: "I'm sorry, I'll hit it more gently next time."
Huang Bufei came under the ring at this time and shouted: "You two come down, Yang Yao, give me the Spirit Gathering Pill, and I'll give it to Director Wang. You can go back."
Yang Yao and Wang Ziming jumped off the ring.
Huang Bufei stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the elixir and I'll give Wang the hammer. You can go back."
Yang Yao took out the bag containing the Spirit Gathering Pill and gave it to Huang Bufei and said, "One hundred and five pills."
Huang Bufei said: "You don't need to say this. Why do you need to say it so clearly? Wang Banghui will not come to you to ask. Even if you say it, you can't stop me from taking it or not taking it, or how much I take."
Yang Yaodao: "Brother Huang, I said one hundred and five pills. It's my business. It's your business whether you take it or not. I'm just trying to prevent you from taking it, so I said it. What's wrong? You're not happy." .I don’t like hiding things.”
Huang Bufei suddenly smiled and said: "Hey, I'm just kidding, why should Brother Yao be angry? Okay, one hundred and five, I will give them all to Wang Bang."
Yang Yaodao: "I will ask Wang Banghui to verify the data. If you dare to take it privately, I will fix it for you. I am afraid of you because I think you are a jailer. I would rather live here for the rest of my life than allow anyone around me." evil villain."
Huang Bufei said: "Okay, it's okay to be honest. One hundred and five pills, not one less, okay. Go away, you go to the cell first, huh, no matter how awesome you are. , it’s not like he was drugged into a cell.”
Yang Yao said to Wang Ziming: "Brother, can you leave? I will find a way to refine some healing elixirs in the future, so as not to hurt anyone during the game."
Wang Ziming reluctantly straightened his back and said, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Yao, let's go back."
Yang Yao sent Wang Ziming back to the cell first, and then returned to his small room. He closed the doors and windows. Thinking of Huang Bufei, he wanted to beat him up.
However, considering that the other party was a jailer, he really couldn't take action before he was unable to fight against the city lord, otherwise he would only be asking for trouble and it would be counterproductive.
Yang Yao calmed down a little, then took out the fire spear technique and continued to study it in detail.
After repeated pondering, Yang Yao gradually figured out the subtleties of the Fire Spear Technique, and practiced it many times, gradually reaching an entry-level level in the Fire Spear Technique.
However, he was not satisfied. He sat cross-legged on the bed and rehearsed the fire spear technique again and again in his mind. During each exercise, a small green ball is formed in the palm of the hand, and a spear burning with yellow-green flames is formed in the middle of the small ball.
Yang Yao closed his eyes and practiced repeatedly. While he was practicing, a burst of yellow-green light suddenly appeared all over his body, and then disappeared into the air.
Yang Yao immediately opened his eyes, looked at his hands, and thought to himself: "Have you advanced in proficiency in the fire spear technique? The speed of practice with eyes closed is really fast. I wonder why the second and third brothers don't use it when they practice spear techniques. This method."
With a thought, Yang Yao formed a ball in the palm of his hand. The yellow-green flames on the spear in the ball became slightly richer, and the jumping speed was also faster.
Yang Yao knew that this was the effect of improving his proficiency in the fire spear technique. I couldn't help but feel happy.
He sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and rehearsed the fire spear technique in his mind again.
Time passed gradually, and soon it was time to let out at noon.
"Dang, Dang, Dang," the wind bell rang.
The whole prison instantly became lively.
Yang Yao stopped practicing, moved the cabinet blocking the door, opened the door and planned to eat. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Wang Ziming.
Wang Ziming smiled and said, "Brother Yang Yao, how about we go have a meal together?"
Yang Yao was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay, are you healed?"
Wang Ziming immediately covered the area on his stomach where Yang Yao had hit him, and said, "Don't mention that it doesn't hurt much, but when you mention it, oh, it hurts a lot."
Yang Yao smiled and said: "There is another situation where it hurts as soon as I speak."
Wang Ziming said: "No, if you don't mention it, I won't think about that place being injured, so I'll ignore it. Once you mention it, my attention will be on that part of my hand, and it will be particularly painful. You don't understand this." Alright."
Yang Yao said: "I see, are you really injured? Let me see how it feels."
Wang Ziming lifted up his clothes and said, "Look, I'm really hurt."
Yang Yao felt a little sorry in his heart when he saw that the skin of Wang Ziming's stomach where he was hit was dark in color. It was indeed a mark of being hit.
Yang Yao said: "Brother, you came to me, do you want me to treat you to dinner?"
Wang Ziming immediately smiled and said: "Brother Yao, your calculations are really accurate. Can you do it? You hit me so much that it hurts. This internal injury is probably worth a meal."
Yang Yao said: "Okay, let's eat together."
Wang Ziming immediately became happy.
The two of them walked to the canteen together. When they passed by the open-air grassland on the way, they found that the old man Hou Pohun, with a gray beard and a skinny body, was still lying on the grass.
Yang Yao stopped and said, "Don't you eat every day?"
Hou Pohun said: "I don't have a spirit stone. Have you seen him?" The man Hou Pohun was talking about was naturally the spirit of the universe in the little gold piece.
Yang Yaodao: "I saw it, and you actually gave it to me. Thank you very much."
Hou Pohun said: "Don't forget your ambition. This is why I gave it to you."
Yang Yao said: "Don't worry, I won't forget it. I will find a way to rescue you in the future."
Hou Pohun lay down, looking at the sky with his cloudy eyes, motionless, as if dead, and seemed not to have heard Yang Yao's words at all.
Yang Yaodao: "What's wrong, have you given up? Don't be discouraged. No matter how difficult it is, I will never give up."
