《久旱逢甘露》

Seeing that Yang Ji was about to be swept off the ring, at the critical moment, Yang Ji's forehead was straightened. Perhaps it was because of a quantitative change rather than a qualitative change, and the mental consumption was too rapid. There was an energy that was thicker than ever before, cold and buzzing. With a sound of splitting into thousands of strands, the thickest one was suddenly injected into Yang Ji's mind....