There weren't many people who could withstand level fifty, which was a fatal level of electricity. A Soul Formation cultivator wouldn't die, but living at this level would be worse than death. Previously, there had been no more than ten people who could be treated at this level … and among them, there were some famous names.
The treatment center's cure success rate wasn't 100%, and was maintained at 97% … so there were still cases of treatment failure.
For example, a few years ago, Yang Huai remembered an author who was sent to Treatment Room 13 after being bribed by readers to update a chapter every day. But because his skin was too thick, the electricity couldn't move him, and he could only give up in the end …
For example, there was another author who went out every day to collect materials, which led to mental exhaustion and disharmony between husband and wife, and he was also sent to Treatment Room 13. In the end, the electric current stimulated his meridians, and he was even cured of his impotence …
Another example was a dancer who was dancing well, but insisted on going out to sing. Because his singing was too bad, his fans crowdfunded him to be sent to Treatment Room 13. In the end, after treatment, he unexpectedly became the king of EDM, and attracted a lot of fans both inside and outside the circle, and people gave him the nickname: EDM Little Prince …
But this kind of situation had become very rare since last year, because every patient who was sent here had been carefully selected. Yang Huai wouldn't accept those whose realms were too high or who were resistant to treatment.
Most of the patients who could stay in the treatment center were ordinary people, and only a few were at the Foundation Establishment stage …
So Yang Huai was very surprised by Guo Fen's situation. He was just an ordinary person, but he had managed to resist Yang Huai's repeated treatments …
So when level fifty of electricity pierced his skin and passed through his body …
His eyebrows finally twitched slightly …
He could feel the heat in his body continuously growing.
This was …
Too comfortable …
This level of massage was actually just right for Wang Ling, but it was still a little lacking compared to the Heavenly Dao lightning tribulation. The Heavenly Dao lightning tribulation was quite ferocious. Wang Ling had only triggered a lightning tribulation after his childhood memories had gradually awakened and he had slowly completed the Three Thousand Great Spells. But strangely, the lightning hadn't been aimed at him, but had seemed to be venting something …
But Wang Ling had still used his own strength to draw the Heavenly Dao lightning to himself; he wanted to see what it felt like to be struck by lightning.
To this day, Wang Ling couldn't forget that feeling.
Normal cultivators were all afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning, because during the process of transcending a tribulation, the mortality rate was very high. Normally, during a tribulation, a cultivator could only endure about 20 waves of lightning strikes. 20 was the limit … If one was unlucky, the number of lightning strikes from the Heavenly Tribulation would exceed this number, and the mortality rate would greatly increase.
In the end, they would fail to transcend the tribulation. They would either dissipate into dust or become roasted pork trotters.
Wang Ling's performance was the same as before at level 50 of the electric shock treatment.
This caused Doctor Yang and the other muscular men to be greatly shocked …
"How is this possible …" Yang Huai's eyes widened. He wanted to increase the intensity of the treatment.
But at that moment, Wang Ling actually straightened himself up. With a light tug, he directly broke the titanium alloy handcuffs and leg cuffs, and in the end, he crushed them like paper in front of Yang Huai and the others into iron dust on the spot.
"The game is over," Wang Ling said telepathically.
A sound that struck directly at the soul struck the hearts of everyone here like a Buddhist staff striking the bell in an ancient temple.
"Catch him!" Yang Huai ordered.
But the muscular men looked at each other in dismay, and no one made a move.
They were all under Wang Ling's control, and it felt as if their feet were wrapped in iron weights, making it impossible for them to move even half a step.
Yang Huai was so frightened that several tufts of his hair fell out. "You …"
Under the other party's stupefied gaze, Wang Ling took out his student ID and showed it to Yang Huai.
Student Information: Wang Ling
Gender: Male
Birthday: December 26, 4380
Class: Grade One, Class Three
School: Songhai No. 60 High School
Hobby: Crispy noodle snacks
…
In addition to the above information, the student ID had been personally stamped with a steel seal from the administration office, which also confirmed its authenticity.
Cultivation school steel seals all contained spirit energy … Although Yang Huai's realm wasn't high, he could still sense it from the steel seal.
He finally understood …
Why did simple treatment fail again and again …
So it was this person!
It wasn't Guo Fen at all …
These f * cking bastards, they actually brought the wrong person to him!
What to do …
Yang Huai retreated again and again.
He had even given up on the idea of fighting.
It was obvious that he couldn't beat this youngster at all!
This person wasn't an ordinary person … a Foundation Establishment high school student actually possessed such enormous power …
Now that his subordinates had been immobilized, Yang Huai's first reaction was to run!
He immediately pushed open the door to Treatment Room 13, and directly grabbed a teenager with a crew cut who looked a little stiff in the corridor. A red ribbon was tied around his arm, which proved that he had already obtained Yang Huai's approval to become the clinic's class monitor.
The teenager was startled. "Uncle Yang, what's wrong?"
Yang Huai gripped the boy's neck. This was the Eagle Claw, and with a single thought, he could take the boy's life.
"Be good and don't do anything else, do you understand?" Yang Huai stared at the teenager.
The teenager was obviously a little scared, and his body couldn't help trembling. "Uncle Yang … I … I'm the class monitor … I'll listen to Uncle Yang … Uncle Yang, don't shock me …"
"Be good, as long as you're good, Uncle Yang won't shock you," Yang Huai said in a low voice, but his eyes were fixed in Wang Ling's direction.
At that moment, Wang Ling had already stepped out of the treatment room.
He had long since anticipated this scumbag's next move.
Sure enough, this person had already lost his humanity. At this juncture, he actually wanted to use the lives of other children as a condition to hold Wang Ling hostage.
And it was this kind of heartless, inhumane, and indifferent bastard beast who could actually escape punishment from the law and live comfortably until now …
Where was justice?
Where was Heavenly Dao?
Could it be that Heavenly Dao was blind?
Wang Ling questioned in his heart.
But what he didn't know was that these three questions had actually directly shaken the heavens.
After these three questions, the Great Heavenly Daos all trembled when they heard this.
As for the Heavenly Dao conference table, after these three questions, it actually flipped itself over and flew away …
Strength Heavenly Dao: "Table God … you …"
Heavenly Dao conference table: "I'll leave first, I wish you all good health …"
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