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Chapter 2189 - 2189 I shall give my all while putting on this show

2189 I shall give my all while putting on this show

One question after another entered Song Shuhang’s mind.

All kinds of doubts that practitioners on Earth had about cultivation popped up in his mind.

Questions were asked in the languages of various countries, as well as some local dialects.

Questions in known languages, less known languages, and hardly spoken languages poured into his brain.

Song Shuhang struggled bitterly, waiting for questions in Mandarin to come. He was very curious about what questions the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group would ask.

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After waiting for a long time, the voice of a young boy speaking in Chinese echoed in his mind. [Senior Tyrannical Demon, I am currently in the Third Stage Realm. I’m practicing the Lightning Drawing Technique from the ❮Heavenly Master’s Lightning Techniques❯, and I’m stuck at four bolts of lightning. How do I break through and learn how to use the fifth bolt? Is there any trick I can make use of?]

Heavens, this guy is a genius!

In the Third Stage Realm, he has already practiced the Lightning Drawing Technique until he can use four lightning bolts.

Meanwhile, Song Shuhang, who was in the Seventh Stage Realm, could barely summon two lightning bolts.

Fortunately, the Real Time Question Answering AI was there to help him. Otherwise, Song Shuhang would not have even been able to answer questions of this level!

Soon after the young boy asked that question, hundreds of other questions in Mandarin, together with questions in English, Spanish, Russian and so on, poured into Song Shuhang’s mind.

“Ahhh!” Song Shuhang closed his eyes as he let out a painful roar. He even managed to squeeze tears out of his eyes, further enhancing his acting.

Inwardly, he was still looking forward to receiving the questions from those of the Nine Provinces Number One group.

Come on, give me all the questions in Mandarin at once. I want to hear the questions of the seniors from the Nine Provinces Number One Group…

But then, the wave of information suddenly ended.

The data stream that was pouring into his brain was forcibly cut off.

Song Shuhang was taken aback.

It… stopped? Come on! Just a little more! Let me receive the questions of the seniors from the group!

It’s not like this data stream is a TV series. Why does it have the “to be continued” feature?

However, he could not simply start complaining to Senior Three Eyes and tell him to not stop the data stream.

Moreover, in order to prevent Senior Three Eyes from noticing any abnormalities, he had to keep acting.

During the second wave, he had only gained a minor resistance to the pain, and sharp pain continuously assaulted his brain and nerves.

He merely needed to match his body’s reaction to the pain and exaggerate it a little bit.

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After the second wave ended, Song Shuhang slumped in his chair again, gasping for air while sweat poured down his face. It was hard to tell whether the droplets on his face were sweat or tears. He was so weak that he could not even make a sound. His appearance this time was much worse than before.

Senior Three Eyes cheered him up, “This is only the second wave. Can you not bear it anymore? Is this your limit? How did you beat me during the first round of betting? Show me your endurance! Show me how well you can handle pain! Even if this is already the second wave, it’s way less intense compared to what I felt back then!”

He then gestured with his hand, and the eyeball-looking butler took out a towel and wiped away the tears and sweat on Song Shuhang’s face.

It seems that this guy won’t get past the third wave, Senior Three Eyes looked at the dehydrated Song Shuhang and thought to himself.

He felt a little regretful because of it, but he was very satisfied nonetheless.

It appeared that his carefully designed waves of information did what they were supposed to do. As such, as the creator, he was very satisfied.

The butler stepped aside after wiping off Song Shuhang’s sweat.

The three-eyed young man could not wait to press his hand onto Song Shuhang’s forehead and send the third wave.

“Senior… Senior… Let me rest for a whil— Ahhh!” Song Shuhang screamed again.

It’s time for me to perform with you~ I shall give my all while putting on this show!

The intensity of this third wave was much greater than the previous two.

At this time, the expression of pain on Song Shuhang’s face was 80% real and 20% fake. His acting was exceptionally good.