Urban Hidden Dragon

Yang Yan frowned and stared at Wang Han.

Wang Han not only guided the dragon energy of Jiuzhou to cleanse his body.

He even went crazy and directed the power of faith over as well.

The pain of the Kyushu Dragon Qi alone is enough to make you suffer.

Wang Han has increased the intensity to another level on top of the original difficulty.

"I'm afraid his body can't handle this!" Feng Manlou licked his lips nervously. Although Wang Han often insulted him, he was still worried about Wang Han at the critical moment.

"Prickly!" The grumpy old man Bai Wuan scolded in a low voice, turned his head and looked at Yang Yan, "Is Sibusi taking any risks?"

After observing for a while, Yang Yan said, "Although doing this will double the pain, since Wang Han did this, he must be sure of himself! If he really can't bear it, he will stop and rest!"

Feng Manlou calculated and said, "The longest you lasted was seventeen hours. Wang Han is now twice as hard as you were then. So, he can only last eight and a half hours!"

Yang Yan shook his head, "I don't know, let's go to the cave entrance and don't disturb him."

When he reached the cave entrance, Feng Manlou turned around and looked in the direction of Wang Han again. Wang Han's painful roars continued to be heard from the cave. The roars made people's hair stand on end and their scalps tingled. Everyone who heard them felt very painful, not to mention how painful it was for those who experienced it personally.

Feng Manlou sighed, "If it were me, I would probably only last three hours at most!"

Bai Wuan, an old friend who had been bickering with him all his life, complained mercilessly, "You've been so annoying all day, and you still have three hours to spare. You'll be embarrassed again!"

"Old White, you are looking down on me. Even though heroes don't talk about their past achievements, you know my abilities back then."

"Let's talk about the past and the present!"

Feng Manlou smacked his lips, "I was injured back then, and then I was a little bit lustful, so my level of skill was a little behind. But then again, many people in the martial arts world have made breakthroughs in the past few decades, and it was all because of Wang Muhou's sacrifice of his life. Wang Muhou really achieved the goal of "one whale falls and all things come to life". You all have benefited from the dividends of the times that Wang Muhou paid for with his life! I was just delayed by my lust and didn't get any dividends. Otherwise, now I am in the Dragon Suppression Palace, and if I say I am third, no one dares to say I am second!"

Bai Wuan cursed angrily, "It's enough for you to just laugh at me. I'm using a hook to make you laugh. You're still trying to get bonuses. Even if you get 47, no one will give it to you!"

Feng Manlou had long been accustomed to this old friend with whom he had been bickering for most of his life.

The topic shifted back to Wang Han.

Feng Manlou glanced at the time. "It is now 10:57. Wang Han is doing two things at once. He will not be able to hold on for too long. According to the calculation just now, Wang Han should be able to hold on until about 6 or 7 o'clock!"

Yang Yan didn't say anything, just looked inside calmly.

The three old guys were waiting at the entrance of the cave.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Wang Han's painful roar could still be heard from the cave.

Xiang Feng walked over from where he was practicing martial arts, looked at him worriedly for a while, and then said to Yang Yan, "Palace Master Yang, is there any way to transfer some of his pain to me? I can bear half of it for him!"

Yang Yan looked at the two-armed young man in front of him. Although this young man acted silly most of the time, he was very kind to people close to him.

"You can't transfer it. You should practice hard now. When the decisive battle comes, sharing some of Wang Han's pressure will be the greatest help to him."

Xiang Feng clenched his fists and returned to his training place without saying a word.

"How long has it been?" Feng Manlou, who had fallen asleep while practicing, opened his eyes and asked.

When Feng Manlou took out his cell phone and looked at it, he exclaimed in surprise, thinking he had seen it wrong. He rubbed his eyes hard and looked at the time carefully.

"It's been eight hours!"

Wang Han's painful roars could still be heard from the cave. Although his voice was much hoarser than before, it could be heard that he was still strong and seemed to be able to hold on.

Feng Manlou was surprised and said, "He has actually lasted this long. It looks like he can last for several more hours! Lao Bai, you have watched for so long, how long do you think Wang Han can last?"

Bai Wuan was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Eight hours!"

Feng Manlou looked at Yang Yan again, "Palace Master, what do you think?"

After thinking for a long time, Yang Yan guessed, "He is more talented and resilient than me. Although the pain he is enduring now is twice as much as I was then, I think he can still hold on for more than ten hours."

"More than ten hours? You mean he can last a whole day?"

Yang Yan nodded.

Feng Manlou glanced at the time, crossed his arms and looked into the cave, sighing, "It's past seven o'clock now. According to the Palace Master, can he hold on until noon tomorrow? But then again, this kid is really patient. Normal people can't stand sitting on a hard seat for more than ten hours. He can endure this level of pain for so long. It's really not something that ordinary people can do. He is talented and hardworking. If he doesn't succeed, who will?"

Perhaps because he saw how hard Wang Han worked, Feng Manlou was also touched. He deleted all the borderline videos and novels that he had downloaded on his phone and concentrated on practicing.

The people in Zhenlong Palace spent the night listening to Wang Han's painful roars.

The next morning dawned.

The roar became much weaker.

Feng Manlou stood at the entrance of the cave in a hurry, "Is Wang Han okay?"

Yang Yan raised his hand to signal for everyone to stop making noise, and walked inside.

In the cave, Wang Han was seen sitting in the hot spring. He was still conscious, but his eyes were bloodshot and blood was oozing out of all his pores. The hot spring had been dyed red with blood. Wang Han's body was shaking violently with pain. He was holding the bird's nest in his hands with an expression of despair.

"Wang Han, what's wrong? Can you hold on?" Feng Manlou asked softly.

Wang Han's mouth moved as if he was saying something. Feng Manlou quickly ran over and leaned close to Wang Han's mouth, "What did you say? Is there something you want? I can run fast, I'll get it for you!"

"Mr. Feng, my balls hurt..."

Seeing Wang Han like this, Feng Manlou felt both amused and distressed. He pursed his lips and said in embarrassment, "I really can't help you with this!"

Yang Yan patted Feng Manlou on the shoulder and said, "Go out first, Wang Han. If you can't hold on, you can take a rest!"

Wang Han closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Feng Manlou looked into the cave, "He actually lasted for more than twenty hours! He is very weak now, and it looks like he can only last a few more hours! Palace Master, to what extent can Wang Han's realm be improved after this trip?"

“I don’t know, but I feel like he wants to stay here until the Black Sky Emperor escapes. He’s targeting the Half-Saint!”

Feng Manlou opened his mouth and Wang Han’s painful growl came from the cave again.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Wang Han’s roar was sometimes high and sometimes low.

Everyone outside was distressed when they heard this.

Feng Manlou is looking at the time.

I thought Wang Han could only hold on for a few more hours.

But Wang Han persisted until dark.

Not to mention that only Feng Manlou and the others were shocked, even Yang Yan was shocked.

But what no one expected was.

Wang Han managed to get through the entire night in one breath and held on until noon the next day.

When the sound inside completely died down, Yang Yan rushed in first and saw Wang Han curled up in the hot spring, having fallen into a brief coma.

Feng Manlou looked at the time on his phone. "Forty-nine hours! My God, he actually persisted for forty-nine hours! Is he still a human being?"

...

The waves beat against the rocks.

Several tourists stood on the reef to take pictures.

Someone suddenly pointed in a direction on the sea.

"There seems to be someone there!"

The others looked over.

People on the shore who could swim jumped in and pulled the person to the shore.

The man was holding a guqin in his hand and wearing a mask on his face.

The mask fell off, revealing traces of fire, and some people were startled.

A beautiful blonde white girl, desperately, performed CPR and artificial respiration on the man.

After a series of rescue efforts.

The man seemed to be moving a little.

As the blonde pressed on her chest.

cough!

Sea water gushed out of his mouth.

This was followed by another violent coughing fit.

The Crow Man opened his eyes!