Li Fan felt like a year had passed.
He fainted a few times from the pain, but his brain was woken up by the Pope, and he had to endure this unbearable pain again!
But the Pope's face appeared again, and told Li Fan that only an hour had passed.
Others might live a day like a year, but for Li Fan, hours were like years. This kind of pain, not to mention an hour, even a second would make a person collapse.
But Li Fan endured it! And whether it was the Pope or Wang Luo, none of them had the intention to let Li Fan rest, and kept torturing him.
In such an environment, Li Fan continued to endure the torture.
The human brain had a protective mechanism, if a normal person had to endure this kind of pain, they would definitely faint. But the Pope forced Li Fan's mind to stay awake, to experience the pain that penetrated deep into his bones.
And the punishment mechanism was changed almost every day.
When Li Fan got used to a certain kind of pain, the Pope would change to a new kind of torture method, to make him fall into hell again.
It was like the 18 levels of hell, 18 kinds of torture, to let Li Fan experience one by one.
Li Fan's pain couldn't stop, and he slowly understood. If he didn't want to feel pain, he had to learn to resist this pain signal that came from the outside. At the same time, the pain could also amplify Li Fan's brain waves.
"It's been almost a month, he still can't do it."
The Pope looked at Li Fan who was lying on the ground, with a face full of stubble, and shook his head at Wang Luo who was sitting next to him.
"It's been so many days, and he still can't grasp the technique of mental power."
"This is the bottleneck of a martial fighter!"
Wang Luo couldn't help but sigh, "He put all of his focus on training his vital energy and physique, so even though he's accomplished in martial arts, he can't feel the power of mental power."
"If he continues to train, he might die."
The Pope asked cautiously, "Why don't we give up?"
"Hold on for another two days … If he really can't do it, we can only give up on him."
Wang Luo said, "The mental power of the Shang Fang Sword must be strong, it must not be controlled by others."
It was really difficult for a martial fighter to learn mental power.
Even his master's spiritual power was very weak, and he only understood a little. Only when it came to Wang Luo's generation, because he was a person who had been transformed, especially after walking the line between life and death, his mental power was abnormally strong!
"Then I'll try again. You should be mentally prepared. He might turn into a lunatic at any time."
After being tortured for so long, the Pope did not believe that the young man could still be normal.
He once again entered Li Fan's spiritual world to look at this pitiful person who had been suffering.
Day after day.
"How is this pain?"
Two days later, the Pope's big face once again appeared in front of Li Fan.
"Even Wang Luo is about to give up on you. You're too disappointing! He plans to leave this place today, and you, you will die here. I will use your corpse to claim the reward! Although I didn't care about money, the Magic Association's asking price this time was a bit high! After all, I'm not a god, and my heart will be moved. "
"Really?"
After a few days, faced with the Pope's provocation, Li Fan spoke again.
"You can still talk to me? Looks like I've underestimated you. But this is also a kind of final radiance of the setting sun. A normal person would have gone crazy after being tortured by me like this. "
"Indeed, I'm going crazy … but … there's always someone beside my ear telling me to stay rational and not lose."
"Who told you that?"
"Don't you see him? He's been sitting here the whole time."
Mr. Yang sat on a pillar at the side, holding a cane in his hand, dressed like a standard gentleman. If he was also wearing a tuxedo, he would almost be the same as those Mages from the Magic Association.
"Who is he?"
Seeing this figure, the Pope was shocked.
He actually did not feel another person's mental power? How is this possible?
"I'm in charge of fighting, he's in charge of providing me with mental power."
As Li Fan spoke, he ordered Mr. Yang, "Do me a favor and drag him in."
"Yes, my friend."
Mr. Yang bowed to Li Fan and then pulled with both of his hands. The Pope couldn't control his own mental power, and his consciousness was directly pulled into his brain by Li Fan!
The moment the Pope entered, the terrible hell also disappeared, and a clean lake appeared in front of him.
Li Fan quietly stood in the middle of the lake, both of his feet stepping on the surface of the lake, and Mr. Yang stood beside him.
"Do you see, this is my world."
Li Fan pointed around, "This is the visualization world of every martial artist. There used to be two terrible strong people here. But now they're gone, completely absorbed by me. "
As he said, he waved his hand, and the surrounding scene quickly changed. In the blink of an eye, it turned into the secret church that the Pope secretly built.
"You see, this is your favorite place, a beautiful cathedral."
Beside Li Fan were a few Tiger Gate Cannons, "But if there are two rounds of cannons, I don't know if it can still maintain this beautiful appearance."
"You, you can't hurt them! They are the will of God, and also the great cultural heritage of mankind! "
"You can't stand it already? Your mental defense is too weak. "
Li Fan waved his hand, and the church cracked. The Pope clenched his teeth, but he endured it.
A door was smashed, and Wang Luo walked into Li Fan's mind.
"Li Fan, what are you doing?"
Wang Luo saw the Pope was imprisoned in Li Fan's world, and quickly used his mental power to run in to take a look.
"You're here?"
Wang Luo did help Li Fan a lot, and Li Fan was very grateful to him.
But now, Li Fan felt an even more terrible power.
The sea around him was blue, and there seemed to be a ship sailing in the distance, as if it was on some ocean.
Li Fan pointed at a green island in front, "That is Demon Island."
"The birthplace of the Demon!"
Wang Luo also knew that place, but he had never been there. Because Demon Island was a mysterious place, no one knew where it was, and everyone wanted to go there.
"Yes, I can feel it, a terrible crisis."
Li Fan pointed at Demon Island, and his face was gloomy, "Mr. Yang told me that there is a terrible existence on the island, and it seems to be awakening. But I don't know where he is, and he is hiding very well. "
"I'm afraid you have to solve the matter of Demon Island by yourself."
Wang Luo shrugged his shoulders, "There is only one thing I can help you with now."
"What is it?"
"You have taken an unconventional path, and your mental power has reached a certain level."
Wang Luo glanced at Mr. Yang who was tortured to become stronger, "So, I will bring you back to China to help you kill a person you have always wanted to kill."
"You … want me to owe you a favor?"
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