Chapter Sixty-Nine, Thunder
For the next ten days, Yang Zhao was playing wooden block games, tired like a dog every day, with a blue nose and swollen face, and bruises all over his body.
If it weren't for the support of the Three Qingzheng Yang Sutras, her muscles would have dissolved.
However, she is indeed a lot more flexible physically, and with her increasingly skilled seven-star gossip steps, she is now beaten a lot less.
Since Shen Ruoyu recorded a training video for her every day, Yang Zhao simply sorted it out and posted it on the Internet to make a video.
I didn't expect the response in the comment area to be good.
At first, they all laughed at her for her simple limbs, and some people speculated that they were preparing to enter the film and television industry.
Because the protagonist of the video for more than ten consecutive days is Yang Zhao, the content of the shooting is the same.
But slowly the comments changed.
"This young lady is so handsome! Is my sister in love? Sex don't be so dead stuck! ”
"Wife, it's been hard these days!"
"But I don't want to watch the same video every day, bloggers don't want water videos!"
"I want to see the catastrophe end the world! I want to watch Star Wars! I want to see mechs in action! I want to see the big production! ”
"The person above, watch the video carefully, the special effects should be seen from the details, you see the natural reaction of the human body when the wooden block hits her; Look at the angle at which the wooden block bounces off after hitting the human body; Also look at the bruises on the young lady's face, the makeup effect has never been missed! ”
"This blogger is definitely a detail control!"
"If I doubt it's true, wouldn't it seem like I'm a little stupid?"
Yang Zhao commented at the bottom with some arrears: "This is true." ✧*。 ٩(^㉨^*)و✧*。 ”
Turning off her mobile phone and charging it, she began to think about the words that Shen Ruoyu had just told her.
"If you can hide, don't resist if you can't hide, once you catch the opportunity, bite the other party to death, you have no foundation, and the cultivation time is more than ten years less than others, and they are ruthless!"
"Let's beat out the momentum of the desperate Saburo first, those who don't have enough mental training will naturally be afraid, and they will be afraid when they face you."
She understood what Shen Ruoyu meant, she was afraid of being stunned, and she was afraid of dying.
He asked Yang Zhao to be a dead person.
She packed her things, a hair pressed under her important belongings, and lay down on the bed waiting for the time to come.
But the waiting time was a little long, she fell asleep, if it wasn't for Fang Shuli giving her a cruel blow, she didn't react and entered the soul land.
Yang Zhao looked at the branches on his chest and opened his mouth to clear his mouth: "Wind, cut off!" ”
Click! The branch is broken.
Yang Zhao hurriedly retreated and narrowed the distance.
"Fire!"
A circle of fire burned down the branches to Uncle Fang.
A green light flashed on Fang Shuli's body, suppressing the flames.
"Wait, don't shout and kill as soon as you come, Yang Zhao, I don't understand, we are also old acquaintances, you are a cautious person, how reckless"
Yang Zhao stretched out his hand and pulled out the branch on his body and threw it to the ground, with a mocking face.
"Because I understand that being old and not dying is a thief, and I am not smart in my brain, and it is easy to follow your way when I talk to you too much."
"Fire! Burn him! ”
Fang Shuli was furious: "You arrogant cheap girl! ”
He swung a twig and struck at him, and he didn't need the skills of the large-scale map clearing last time.
Yang Zhao couldn't compare to him with his fists and feet, and he was hit several times while dodging left and right.
This time, without the interference of the red light of Rongsheng's fighting method, Fang Shuli was obviously more than a step stronger, and Yang Zhao found that the flames attracted had no great impact on him; If you want to control him, you will be immediately freed by him.
Thinking of Shen Ruoyu and Fang Shuli fighting, Fang Shuli was very afraid of thunder and lightning, so she decided to give it a try.
Taking advantage of the gap when Fang Shuli sent her flying again, Yang Zhao invited the wind to blow on him, and moved backwards for a distance.
"Trap him!"
"Thunder! Fall! ”
Click!!
A thunderbolt fell from the air, splitting Fang Shuli squarely, and such a close distance didn't give her a chance to react at all.
I saw ten thousand silver snakes rising from him, and the flames were ignited.
Yang Zhao saw that this trick worked, and his mouth didn't stop.
"Thunder!"
Click!
"Thunder!"
Click!
"Thunder!"
…………
After a long while, seeing that there was no movement on Fang Shuli's side, Yang Zhao split a few more times before stopping.
"Freeze him!"
Yang Zhao circled around Fang Shuli from a distance, summoned the wind blade, cut off the longest and thickest branch from him, and slashed him with thunder and lightning a few times, before he dared to run over carefully and pick up the branch.
Quiver!
A branch was nailed to Yang Zhao's body, and even if he was careful, he still caught the way.
"Thunder!"
Click!
Because she was connected by the branches, she herself was choked by enough electricity, so she quickly summoned the wind to cut off the branches, and ran away while summoning thunder and thunder.
Yang Zhao didn't give up for a long time, and found that although Fang Shuli was motionless, it didn't look like he was dead, and that gloomy gaze kept staring at her, which made people feel cold behind their backs.
But she didn't have time to rub shoulders with Fang Shuli here, and while fixing him to recruit thunder, she was looking for an exit.
Before entering the Yongdao, Yang Zhao summoned the fire and lit the branch in his hand, and then left here.
The road was still so long, and by the time she arrived, the hall was already bustling with two groups of people.
On one side, Zongyan is the head, and the head on the other side is also a teenager. The two groups of people don't like each other and are tearing each other apart.
It seems that Yang Zhao is still late.
"Now that everyone is here, the first competition is presided over by me, this time the rules are to catch and fight in pairs, the winner can continue to challenge the winner, and the defeated will withdraw from the competition, start now!"
Yang Zhao heard it, this was Zong Sheng's voice, but the rules of this competition were too simple.
The two waves of teenagers and girls didn't expect the rules to be so simple and rude, and no one took the lead for a while.
Seeing that no one moved, Zong Sheng could only name him personally.
"Zong Yan vs. Zhu Hong!"
"Yes"
The two teenagers did not hesitate, and when they left the team, they fought with each other.
The rest didn't need to be named by Zong Sheng again, and Liang Liang began to catch and fight.
Yang Zhao took a look and found a young man to hit him with a stick with fire.
The young man was obviously taken aback, and shouted, "Senior Zong, how can she have a weapon?" Still with fire? ”
Yang Zhao, who shouted in this voice, didn't dare to move, and turned his head to look at Zong Sheng.
Zong Sheng glanced at her, and said with a kind face: "This is not a violation, if you have a weapon, you can also take it out." ”
Apparently he didn't care about any of that at all, it didn't matter to him who won or lost.
Yang Zhao and the young man glanced at each other, and the young man was a little reluctant, but he still attacked.
Yang Zhao is okay to dodge now, but the branches in his hands have no routine, just holding the branches in both hands and waving them at will, like beating a dog.
But this also took a big advantage, the boy basically couldn't get close to her, and the boy was very aggrieved in this battle.