Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 133 Fuck?Do I have this thing?

pat!

The blue light disappeared, and the phone fell on the bed, once again falling into a state of energy overdraft.

Yang Hao, who had an experience once, didn't care about his phone, but focused on the blue light in front of him.

Primary space imprint: Items can be transmitted to a dimensional space with specific coordinates, or items in the space can be reversely transmitted. (Walking around empty-handed from now on, forget about the damn suitcase)

"It sounds like a good thing like a universe bag, a storage ring, etc., hurry up and try it!"

Yang Hao was a little excited after thinking about it, and started to operate according to the instructions.

First put the light group close to the forehead, feel the resonance between your own consciousness and the light group, and reach an indescribable resonance, and then engrave the light group on a finger.

"Middle finger? Cough, forget it, it's still the little finger."

Yang Hao thought for a while, stretched out the little finger of his left hand, probed into the light ball, and guided it to engrave with his consciousness.

Squeak!

The light ball slowly penetrated into the fingers, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at the skin, flesh and bones.

Gradually, the light cluster became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

The finger is getting brighter and brighter, like a shiny blue fluorescent stick.

Fortunately, with the success of the engraving, the fingers gradually returned to their original shape, and there was nothing abnormal on the outside.

"Haha, it's done, let's test the effect first!"

Yang Hao wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, grabbed the TV remote control by the bedside, and used his consciousness to communicate with the spatial imprint.

In an instant, an extremely faint light blue light flashed on the finger, accompanied by a slight tingling sensation, like being bitten by an ant.

hum!
A soundless vibration, centered on the little finger of the left hand, was transmitted to the surrounding space, enveloping the remote control.

In the next second, a miracle happens!

The remote control gradually became transparent, like illusory soap bubbles, and finally disappeared with an imperceptible sound.

"It really disappeared!"

Yang Hao's eyes widened, and he turned his left hand over and over again, but couldn't find any trace of the remote control ever existed.

"It's a pity that the transmission process is not completed instantly, it takes a little time, and the abnormality is too obvious, so you have to keep it secret when using it, but overall, this thing is still very useful!"

Yang Hao's brain was running fast, and soon he thought of many wonderful uses of this thing, and was immediately overjoyed.

"Try the reverse transmission again, don't put it in and it's funny if you can't take it out."

After a while, the remote control appeared in the left hand intact.

The entire reverse transmission process is very similar to before, except that it is from phantom to entity.

"Phew, it seems that there is no problem. Although the space is not large, there is finally an absolutely safe place to store the mysterious treasure box."

Yang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the precious mobile phone, and transmitted it to the dimensional space.

"After the mobile phone is automatically charged, I will filter the items in the inventory again. The items that may come in handy will be extracted first and stored in the space. It will be much more convenient when I really need to use them."

Seeing that it was already late, Yang Hao yawned and fell asleep.

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Early morning, Zhejiang-Hangzhou City, Huanglong Sports Center.

The four-year Universiade has begun.

The three buses of Tunghai University slowly drove into the parking lot, and Prince Ma's rich gold Cayenne had already parked aside.

"Let's go, keep up with the big troops."

Prince Ma greeted Yang Hao, and asked winkingly, "How is it, have you not worked hard these two nights?"

Yang Hao patted Prince Ma's shoulder hard, and said earnestly: "Old Ma, your integrity has been lost, pick it up quickly."

"Integrity? Do I have this thing?"

"...Fuck, old horse, you are ruthless, I am convinced!"

The two teased each other and entered the sports center.

"I have reported you four events in total, high jump, pole vault, long jump, and triple jump."

Prince Ma led Yang Hao to the sidelines, and said calmly: "This morning is the qualifying round of the triple jump. I will dictate the essentials of the movements to you now, so you can understand it carefully."

Yang Hao's head was full of black lines: "Old horse, you are not pockmarked, you are cheating! Even if I have strange bones and extraordinary talents, I don't need you to train me. But you can also get me a teaching video to watch Let's see, how much does it mean to say it all by mouth?"

"Hey, don't get excited, just relying on your unique skill of lightness kung fu, breaking the world record is easy, but... ahem, you should pay attention to the technical essentials."

Prince Ma coughed twice, after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone, searched for several track and field videos, and showed them to Yang Hao while explaining them to him.

"Here, it's that simple. Anyway, everyone will have several chances to try jumping, so you just jump boldly. As long as you don't violate the rules once, you will be fine."

After briefly explaining the video, Prince Ma patted Yang Hao on the shoulder and told him: "On the contrary, you have to pay attention to the size, don't jump too fast, or you can throw the world record by a few blocks at once, and that will be a lot of fun." oh."

Yang Hao nodded: "Uh, I'll try my best to pay attention, by the way, what is the world record?"

"I remember that the men's triple jump seems to be quite far away. It must be 18 or [-] meters. The domestic track and field level is still far from the world's top level. I remember that the domestic record should be less than [-] meters."

"Then I'll jump 18 meters, how about it?"

"Come on, at the level of the Universiade, 18 meters is definitely enough to crush the audience. You can jump 17 meters, it should be enough to win the championship."

Prince Ma looked indifferent: "However, my position as the head coach of the school's track and field team is also a part-time job. Who makes Dongda's sports level so low? So when the time comes, you can make up your own mind and play as you like."

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders: "That's alright, I'll try my best to win honor for the school, you can do business when you go back, right? By the way, Ma, you are still the head coach of the school's martial arts team, why didn't you apply for the martial arts event for me?" ?”

Prince Ma snorted: "Let's not say that you haven't even developed a sense of Qi, just say that these martial arts events are all showy."

"It's not about actual combat, it's all about performances, just like dancing and acrobatics. It's better to send you up to find some guys who specialize in martial arts performances."

Prince Ma waved his hand: "Besides, once you get used to putting on airs, it will actually affect your boxing practice, so unless you have been unable to practice the sense of qi, I will never let you practice performing martial arts."

"Oh, that's it. Thank you so much for your kindness."

"Don't thank me, let me tell you the truth, the reason why I am willing to teach you everything is because of a plan."

Prince Ma sighed: "Oh, you have seen it before. Although I don't want to admit it, in the final analysis, I have already fallen into this gray circle of underground martial arts."

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(End of this chapter)