Chapter19 Wang Ping's Contest (1)

"It seemed that there were still some things that were ignored in the last feedback, and I must find an opportunity to test it in person."

Wang Ping thought.

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It took about an hour or so before Lu Yao finished pricking all the ninety-eight needles.

Miao Jingtian was like a sleeping hedgehog, who was covered with fine needles and sat there motionless.

After taking a rest for about ten minutes, Lu Yao blew fiercely into the fire that was about to burn out and the flames on the soon-to-be-extinguished fire shot up instantly. And the yellowish flame changed to a dark blue color.

At the moment, if someone passed by, they would be stunned by the sight. Because ordinary people could not rekindle the soon-to-be-extinguished fire in one breath, and it was a dark blue fire like a ghost fire.

Lu Yao roasted the remaining two needles on the fire and quickly stabbed them through the Yongquan acup