Chapter 777 Ah... Well......

Ye Fan only reversed one acupuncture point, and Zhang Lu let out such a miserable cry, shocking everyone.

It's only been a few seconds, and if it goes on like this, not to mention a minute, even if it's half a minute, it's still a torment like a year, let alone fifteen minutes, what a time limit.

Zhang Lu's beautiful face had been distorted into a piece, pale as wax and instantly devoid of human color.

"With Zhang Lu's perseverance, it is impossible to let out such a scream, isn't it just that his back has been twisted? Does it hurt so much? I admit that the instructor turned around and moved behind Zhang Lu very quickly, even I didn't know how the instructor did it, but this only shows that Ye Fan's speed is beyond our reaction, which can only prove that the instructor is very powerful, but why is Zhang Lu so painful?" Yang Shu's face was very solemn, don't look at her relaxed words on the surface, but her face was completely drooping, and her back was cold, like a ghost haunting, which made her unprecedentedly frightened.

She could clearly hear how much pain was mixed in Zhang Lu's roar.

"This?" Shen Tingting was stunned, her delicate body was trembling faintly, even if she had many fantasies, as for what the training was like, she would definitely be able to persevere with her self-encouragement again and again, but after listening to Zhang Lu's voice, she had to be timid.

"This cry seems to come from the roar and roar of hell. The other female students were in an uproar, and they involuntarily gathered together, as if in this way they could find some security and resist the timidity that sprouted in their hearts.

"Instructor, what the hell is this doing? Even if you dig out my bones, it won't be so scary, listening to this voice, I directly feel like I'm hairy. The male students next door looked at each other one by one, and they were silent for each other.

"Where is this training, it's just torture, I can't imagine how there can be such a painful thing in the world, just like that, it makes the steely Zhang Lu look like this, it's too shocking. Fu Huixia's lips twitched, her brows couldn't help frowning, and she said puzzledly: "What kind of trick is he?"

Regardless of the reactions and emotions of others, Zhang Lu here, after roaring, shouted as if he had lost his life: "Come again!"

As she spoke, she turned around strongly, and then used all the strength in her body to attack Ye Fan.

Zhang Lu doesn't care about thinking at all, and she doesn't give herself time to think, because in this current situation, the deeper she thinks, the easier it is to sprout the will to retreat, and she can't give her body and will space to react like this.

She must fight hard at all costs, using all her perseverance and tenacity to achieve a satisfactory result.

Ye Fan's figure is very fast, Zhang Lu's attacks can always fail, he grasps the timing of the point extremely accurately, can always react at critical moments, and then knock on the acupuncture points, in order to stimulate the explosion of body potential.

The figures of Ye Fan and Zhang Lu intersected with each other.

Every time Ye Fan attacked, Zhang Lu would let out a hysterical howl.

Zhang Lu went crazy and tried everything to fight to the death.

She has to do it now, and only in this way can she vent her severe pain and persevere.

"Ahhh......h

In this way, when Zhang Lu persisted for three minutes, her voice was already hoarse, her throat and eyes were smoking, her lips had long been chapped, and many parts of her body were trembling involuntarily, which were all subconscious limb tremors caused by pain.

Whether it was the people who listened to the sound or the people who witnessed the picture, they all collectively lost their voices.

For a moment it became silent, and there was no more sound or discussion coming from it, only the sound of heavy breathing.

These voices came into their ears, and they were all great torture, so you can imagine how terrifying and unbearable pain Zhang Lu, who was under the clutches of Ye Fan, endured.

That's right, at this moment, Ye Fan's seemingly dexterous hands have simply become the clutches of their souls.

These three minutes are not easy for Zhang Lu, and it is also not easy for onlookers.

Time is passing slowly, and every second is so long.

Zhang Lu's roar was no longer powerless, and there was only one thing left to resist like exhausting his life.

What no one noticed was that both Zhang Lu's speed and attack power were increasing at a terrifying speed, and the effect was immediate, and it was immediately apparent.

It's a pity that Zhang Lu herself didn't find out this, this is because her nerves were numbed by pain and torture, and only her indomitable will was left to support her, that is, she kept attacking, non-stop attacking, as long as she didn't faint, she couldn't stop attacking, she had no time to take care of it, the length of time.

"Up!"

"Kill!"

"Hit!"

"Come again!"

Zhang Lu's mouth was already vaguely spitting out these words, and every time a word fell, she turned her endless pain into endless anger, as if she had seen the enemy who killed her father, and all of them vented to Ye Fan's body and attacked.

Everyone was indifferent, like dried corpses, quietly waiting for the results, staring intently at the figures of Ye Fan and Zhang Lu.

Ye Fan's figure is still so fast and so neat.

Four minutes.

Five minutes.

…………

Nine minutes.

Ten minutes.

Every second is so long, let alone a minute, and it's still a few minutes.

After ten minutes were up, Ye Fan's tense expression showed relief and satisfaction.

"That's it. Ye Fan spoke in a low voice.

Zhang Lu has persevered, and within ten minutes of training, Zhang Lu has successfully persevered.

Ye Fan said a quarter of an hour, there are still five minutes left, then in the next five minutes, Ye Fan will continue to beat the acupuncture points, however, it will not be a sharp pain, but a soothing severe pain, so that Zhang Lu can relax as soon as possible, so that Zhang Lu can no longer feel painful At the same time, he can also adapt to his own strength as soon as possible, and try to integrate with his body.

Therefore, when Ye Fan's fingers landed on Zhang Lu's jade body again.

This time, Zhang Lu was no longer greeted by torture, but a refreshing and endless sense of comfort.

"Hmm......" Zhang Lu let out a long moan, and the voice seemed to dissipate the haze of thousands of miles, which made people think about it.

This moan, too, spread at a rapid speed.