Gold-Breaking Jade Slip

The burly man roared, "I won't!"

The array patterns on this iron plate were packed as densely as a forest, like a prison of blades, needles, and flames. One look was enough to tell it was no good thing.

"Are you kneeling or not?" Mo Hua asked, his face stern.

The burly man sneered. "Do you take me for an idiot—ah—"

Before he could finish, Ouyang Feng pinned him down and kicked him behind the knee.

The burly man's knees buckled, and he fell to his knees atop the iron plate. He instantly let out a pained howl. Cold sweat covered his forehead, and his face twisted in agony.

Mo Hua did not know whether he was truly hurting or only pretending. He asked curiously:

"Does it hurt?"

He really wanted to know...

Although he had designed this iron plate, and personally drawn every array pattern upon it, Mo Hua did not know exactly how effective it was.

He had only guessed that it ought to hurt badly.

After all, he had drawn more than one array on the iron plate, and every one of them was the sort that hurt terribly upon contact...

There was the Gen Mountain Micro-Tip Array. Once activated, its Lingli became as fine as needles and pierced into the knees, causing pain;

there was the Eight Trigrams Kan Water Array, whose Lingli seeped into the knees, icy cold to the bone;

and there was the Li Fire Array, whose fire-element Lingli slowly burned, bringing the torment of scorching flames...

These three arrays circulated in turn, making the punished person experience needles piercing bone, Water Cold biting to the marrow, and the agony of fire...

In any case, it definitely could not feel good...

But exactly how bad it felt, Mo Hua had no idea.

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