บท 167: Friendly Battle with Bo Shen (4)

"Argh! H—How could you see me—" Bo Shen asked. He tried to struggle to no avail because he was tightly bound. He had no way to stomp or even tap the ground to do anything.

"Hehe— ouch, ouch, my shoulder hurts like hell," Yang Zhang stopped giggling once he felt the sharp pain in his shoulder. "Well, I can't see anything inside this dome. But I need to find a way to grab you," Yang Zhang explained. "So I waited until you punched me, so I could use my plant's vines to wrap you around."

Bo Shen was stunned by Brother Yang Zhang's tactic.

It wasn't really a smart one because he did get hurt. But it was effective enough to completely subdue Bo Shen in pitch darkness, even in this dome where only he could detect the other.

"You are amazing, Brother Yang Zhang," Bo Shen mumbled.

Yang Zhang chuckled, "Hehe, well, let's just end this sparring, okay? I'm a little tired."