Wang Yu fainted after he finished speaking.
The continuous use of the Angry Buddha Flame Lotus and the Frozen Fruit's abilities had already overloaded his body, let alone the use of the eight-colored fiery lotus.
To be able to hold on until now was already a display of extraordinary willpower.
When Wang Yu woke up again, it was already midnight.
He was lying on a bed, probably in the school Infirmary.
There was also a tall and strong man scrolling through his phone. Wang Yu glanced at the screen and saw all kinds of scantily dressed ladies with animal ears twisting around. It was very vulgar, and he liked to watch it.
After watching for a while, Wang Yu coughed lightly, waking the people around him.
"Old Wang, you're awake? How are you now?" Su Bai asked.
"It's alright," Wang Yu replied.
After the school doctor's treatment, the wounds on his body had almost recovered, but he was just a little weak.
