Soon, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
The people around were stunned by what they saw. They knew how difficult Chu Feng was to deal with, not because he was strong, but because this kid was indestructible and didn't seem to feel any pain.
They had all witnessed the battle with Wu Xin, the master of trickery.
Chu Feng's penis was crushed by the grotesque hand, and he didn't even utter a sound. But now, he's been stabbed twice with just a scalpel, which is simply unbelievable.
Is it a hidden weapon?
Many people's eyes flickered, thinking that Fang Xiu was able to do this because of the special nature of the strange weapon in his hand.
A sense of apprehension rose in everyone's hearts. Although they were the best among the spirit masters from all over the country and naturally had their pride, they were not fools.
They knew very well Chu Feng's pain tolerance, yet even so, he was forced to beg for mercy in public by a scalpel. One could imagine how painful it was, far more painful than being slowly sliced to death or being boiled in oil.
Indeed, a great reputation is well-deserved!
The prophet Fang Xiu is able to solve S-level bizarre events, and his ability to do so is not solely based on his ability to foresee the future.
It's like solving a math problem. Even if you know the answer in advance, does that mean you can always write out the steps? You really can't do that without some skill.
Seeing Chu Feng faint, Fang Xiu felt even more bored. He liked screams, and he liked continuous screams even more.
It's not that he's abnormal; it's mainly that he's too lonely. There was a time when he also hoped that someone could understand his pain and empathize with him.
Everyone only sees Fang Xiu's current glory, but who can understand his loneliness and pain?
Even if you manage to encounter an immortal, you can only understand the odds.
Fang Xiu then turned the scalpel again, the blade rolling through Chu Feng's flesh.
"ah!!!!"
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