C11 Whip Demons of the Hundred Kingdoms (2/2)
Before Wei Yutian could even cry out and struggle, Yan Shiji had already announced smilingly, ”Let's not delay this any further. Whip Magic Conference will officially begin.”
At this moment, anyone with bright eyes could see that the expressions on the faces of the various kings were extremely fascinating to behold. Some of them were malevolent and excited, some had fanatical expressions, some were cold and indifferent, and some even turned their heads and did not dare to look straight at Wei Yutian.
Yan Shiji went up the execution platform first, took the whip, and used a great amount of strength to whip Wei Yutian's upper body. With that whip strike, the tender skin and flesh of Wei Yutian had already been ripped apart. Adding the pain of the burning charcoal in his mouth, he almost fainted.
At this moment, the Torture Doctor walked forward, preparing to stimulate Wei Yutian's mental state.
Yan Shiji whipped two more times in a row, causing Wei Yutian's tender flesh to flutter as three whip marks all came out with blood. Following that, Yan Shiji picked up a bowl of salt water and sprinkled it on the wound, instantly raising Wei Yutian's spirits up.
Wei Yutian cried out in pain. Luckily he could not say a single word, otherwise he would say all of the curses in his heart. He still did not know regret. He felt that he was the supreme Crown Prince, that everything he had done in the past was justified.
After Yan Shiji spat at Wei Yutian, he slowly walked down from the execution platform with an expression of extreme viciousness and unsatisfaction. When he arrived in front of the various Thrones, he revealed a gentle and kind expression, and said to the Jinnan Sovereign Nan Jifu: ”Now it's Brother Nan Wang's turn to perform.”
Nan Jifu rolled up his sleeves, his expression eager, and walked to the top of the execution platform in an extremely fanatical manner. He placed his hands on his hips, and turned to say: ”My royal brothers, and the citizens of the Yanyun, my Jinjiang has never personally dealt with prisoners before. ”Today, because of our national shame, I can only make a move.”
Although Nan Jifu's words were pleasant to hear, the bloodthirsty expression on his face revealed his true nature without restraint. This caused some of the kings present to feel a chill in their hearts.
The moment he finished speaking, Nan Jifu turned around and received the whip. He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and greeted Wei Yutian with all his might. He was a Sovereign King who had very few training in martial arts, with this whip strike, he was much stronger than Yan Shiji.
As soon as the whip came into contact with his skin, it exploded. When he left, the pit was still white. In the blink of an eye, fresh blood gushed out, and Wei Yutian immediately fainted from the pain.
”How can he be so easily knocked out with a single whip? How depressing!” After Nan Jifu finished speaking, without waiting for the torture doctor to wake Wei Yutian up, he once again whipped Wei Yutian violently twice, and then walked down the execution platform in an extremely displeased manner.
After arriving in front of the various Monarchs, Nan Jifu's expression turned amiable as he said, ”My apologies royal brothers, I used too much strength just now. You can't blame me for this, but that Fiendgod isn't very resistant to being beaten up. ”
Who would have thought that even if he whipped Wei Yutian, he would still become scheming and scheming. This act was clearly done for the Hundred Kingdom King to see. What he wanted to express was, if Zhulu Zhong Yuan dared to block his domination, then he wouldn't be lenient at all. One strike was as fatal as beating a devil to death.
All the kings of a hundred kingdoms had kind expressions on their faces, not wanting to break off all decorum just like that. But in truth, they all had their own ulterior motives, and were even looking down on Nan Jifu.
The Torture Doctor walked to stand in front of Wei Yutian and directly inserted a bamboo stick into the fingernail of Wei Yutian's left hand. Wei Yutian woke up from the pain, only to see him trembling all over, his eyes rolling up and down, and no sound coming out from his throat.
woke up from his coma, then fainted again. Everyone present, be it the citizens, kings or soldiers, frowned.
Most people were still kind-hearted. No matter how much they hated Wei Yutian, they still could not harden their hearts to such an extent.
Some civilians who could not bear to watch any longer left the execution grounds. Even before a small half of the monarchs had stepped onto the stage, they had already changed their flogging to only sprinkling brine.
The wounds on Wei Yutian's body, even without whipping, could not withstand the stimulation of the saline. In the end, no matter how much stimulation he received when he lost consciousness, he was unable to wake up.