Chapter 409 (1/2)

Liu Wu stared at Lu Ping.

He was a very calm man, not a hairy young man like Zhuo Qing, otherwise he would not have been selected and sent to Beidou college. But facing Lu Ping, he was a little breathless. The young man was too unreasonable to play cards. All his words and deeds were beyond Liu Wu's expectation.

He wanted to take Lu Ping's words as an affectation of composure, but the problem was that Lu Ping was sincere and natural. He could not hear the pain in his words, but was full of thirst for knowledge.

He was staring at Lu Ping, and Lu Ping was also looking at him.

He wanted to see Lu Ping's mind, but Lu Ping seemed to be waiting for his answer.

At the same time, Lu Ping's swollen skin and flesh in five places continued to twitch and wriggle. Liu Wu knew very well what pain broke out under the skin and flesh, but Lu Ping, the victim, didn't seem to know.

Liu Wu decided to try again. As soon as he mentioned his five fingers, the five swollen parts suddenly gushed bleeding. The skin and flesh were rotten, and the bone was visible in the deep wound. Zhuo Qing looked pale. He had combat experience and had several lives in his hand, but he still couldn't look directly at such a bloody and terrible wound. His eyes kept dodging to other places.

However, another sharp pain so prominent only made Lu Ping frown again without even humming.

But Liu Wu's power didn't stop there. On the right hand, the power of soul condensed on the five fingers, and gradually, it even emitted a light like metal. This time, Liu Wu didn't play casually anymore. He pressed his right hand slowly and was building on Lu Ping's left hand. The power of the five souls was injected into Lu Ping's left hand.

Lu Ping's left hand began to tremble, and blood began to seep slowly from the back of his hand, the palm of his hand, and even the skin between his fingers, but there was no wound. Lu Ping's eyebrows were deeper than before, which finally gave Liu Wu some comfort. At least Lu Ping was not unconscious.

Trembling from Lu Ping's left hand, he climbed up his wrist, followed his left arm, and moved up slowly. Along with it, there was blood seeping out.

”What sound?” Zhuo Qing was very alert to hear something at this time, but soon he had identified the source of the sound - Lu Ping's trembling left arm, as if a sharp knife was scraping the bone.

Zhuo Qing immediately realized what was going on. His already pale face changed again. He didn't dare to look before, but now he doesn't even dare to listen.

Liu Wu neglected to take care of Zhuo Qing's mood and exercised his power to such an extent in torture. He was also ”this power... Should it be from the control department?” Lu Ping said.

”Good.” At this point, Liu Wu didn't mind answering Lu Ping.

”I'm finished.” Lu Ping said.

The tone was still trembling and full of pain, but it completely wiped out the smile in Liu Wu's heart. He was stunned for five seconds before he reacted.

”Is that what you think?” Liu Wu's face became very ugly.

”Good.” Lu Ping replied.

”Very good... Very good.” Liu Wu couldn't cover up his emotions. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. His hands were held in front of him, ten fingers above, and they all began to condense their soul.

”I hope you can stick to what you want to say.” Liu Wu said, pressing his hands together with his fingers, and from Lu Ping's hands, he showed his bones upward.

The scraping sound sounded again. Even Zhuo Qing, who had always wanted Lu Ping's life, showed an unbearable color on his face. Liu Wu was not moved at all. He had made up his mind and kept pressing on. Lu Ping either spoke or died. He wants Lu Ping to understand that the information he has is not enough to be his amulet.

Lu Ping's whole body trembled more violently, and his body curled up on the ground seemed to be a circle smaller. Liu Wu still carefully controlled his soul power, but he spent more than twice as much energy as before, and his soul power was also being doubled. But Lu Ping just struggled painfully and still didn't mean to speak.

”See how long you can last!” Liu Wu shouted. The clay figurine still has three points of Qi. After continuous frustration, he has been completely aroused by anger at this time.