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The fifth wave was more intense than the first four waves, striking like a storm.

As the three-eyed teenager predicted.

Song Shuhang called more harsh, his eyes turned white, his consciousness was impacted by the data flow to blur. This is on the verge of ‘unconsciousness', just close to letting Song Shuhang pass out!

If you don't win the chase, when are you going to stay?

Three-eyed teenagers push harder, indoctrinate the speed of ‘data flow', and try to get Jusong to defeat the array early.

Soon… the fifth wave of 'data flow' perfused the brain, and it was over.

The three-eyed teenager stared silently at Song Shuhang in front of him.

Only at this time Song Shuhang suddenly breathed, his eyes turned voluntarily, his fingers and toes twitched uncontrollably, but his consciousness remained minimally awake and unconscious!

[Dude, you're lucky you survived the fifth wave, but you'll never survive the sixth wave!] Three-eyed teenager's heart swears.

“Six-wave data impact, activate!” The three-eyed teenager calmed down.

A sixth wave of crazier, more brutal shocks arrived.

Song Shuhang's condition is even worse. Even the screams have become weak. His face is pale and his body is shaking without a sense of power.

He's become a saltfish, and the next second he looks unconscious, he goes into a coma.

The three-eyed teenager accelerates again, increasing the impact of the outbreak of the 'data stream'.

Soon... the sixth wave is over.

Looks like the next second you'll lose consciousness of Song Xianyu, and you'll get to the end of it.

Watching him almost fail, but it was two more waves.

Three-eyed teenager: "…”

This guy is really good!

Hang on, hang on, talk about guys like Big Song.

[I don't believe you can make it!

The intensity of the seventh wave has almost reached the level of Nine Pints Immortal Tolerance. In any case, there is absolutely no reason for Big Song to continue.

“Seventh wave, on!” The three-eyed teenager shouted.

The seventh wave of more brutal and inhumane shocks has arrived.

This time, Song Xuansheng slightly adjusted his sitting posture, his screaming became a low grunt, his body trembling curvature was diminishing, even his appearance appeared a little red.

Originally flipped eyes also restored to their original condition.

Does the whole person seem a little spirited?

The seventh wave… ends.

“It's time for the eighth wave, sir.” The eyeball butler on the side warned.

Three-eyed teenager: "…”

Originally due to the screaming joy of Big Song, it got worse again.

The sky behind the door, the clouds floating again.

“Eighth wave? Is there another three waves?” Song Shuhang Weak Road.

At this time, he finally gradually adapted to the powerful pain of this‘ information brain perfusion ', and the gift of immune pain was activated to the maximum.

Endure the pain... adapt to the pain...

As long as we adapt to this pain from the source, Song Shuhang can adapt in the shortest possible time, even if the intensity of the pain increases.

“Come on, Senior, 8th Wave, I can hold on!” Song Shuhang said firmly.

“Then you're ready, Wave Eight. Don't blame me if your brain blows up.” The three-eyed teenager slammed his heart.

Then…

I wonder if it's a delusion, he finds that Xuansheng Song seems to have become more spiritual?

The three-eyed teenager was a little unbelievable, and this time he stopped talking and connected directly to the ninth wave.

The intensity of the ninth wave allowed Xuansheng Pang Song to tremble a little again for a while.

Soon, however, he recovered as usual.

Even Big Song stopped screaming, just breathing cold air from time to time, indicating that he was indeed accepting the 'data information brainwashing’ bitterness.

“Last wave, sir.” Eyeball housekeeper.

“Last wave, Senior!” Song Shuhang said the same thing.

Behind the door, it rained heavily.

“Tell me the truth, Big Song. On the seventh wave, did you use any means?” The three-eyed teenager asked.

Song Shuhang shook his head - as long as he ‘adapted to the pain', he didn't bother using any means!

After the three-eyed teenager was silent and half-eyed, he said seriously: “I didn't expect you to be able to support the tenth wave. ”

“I didn't think of it myself.” Song Shuhang replied seriously - he thought he was going to hang up when he thought the sixth wave.

“Before activating the Tenth Wave Trial, there is one thing I must warn you about. In fact, the intensity of the 10th wave of 'information brain irrigation' was not set against a master in your realm at all. The 10th wave is more powerful than the 1-9 waves combined. So, whether you want to take the 10th wave trial, think about it for yourself.” The three-eyed teenager looked at Song Shuhang and said seriously.

“Come on, Senior. I'm still a little confident in 'enduring pain'.” Song Shuhang is self-confident.

He is confident because he has fully adapted to the pain of the side effects of 'data perfusion'.

Endure the pain - adapt to the pain - enjoy the pain.

Even if the 10th wave is stronger than the 1-9 wave combined, Song Shuhang has the confidence to experience it.

“I hope your confidence doesn't hurt you.” The three-eyed teenager took it seriously.

He reached out and pressed Song Shuhang's forehead: “Wave 10!! ”

Boom ~ ~

The last wave of data stream impact, like an exploded nuclear bomb, blew up in Song Shuhang's brain.

A wave of unspeakable and painful explosions.

But the pain is just for a moment.

After the severe pain, Song Shuhang felt a cool, extremely comfortable feeling in his mind.

Spiritual Power Awareness, promoted to a whole new realm!

That comfortable coolness is the beauty of the change of consciousness.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but show his face and enjoy the look.

The three-eyed teenager saw this twisted expression of enjoyment, with the root of the sweat on his arm raised.

“Master, you've spoiled Big Song.” Eyeball Butler cautioned.

The silence of the three-eyed teenager accelerated the rate of ‘information flow' infusion without hesitation.

Fifteen after interest.

Tenth Wave Trial, over.

Song Shuhang under the palm of the three-eyed teenager, his face was comfortable and enjoyed the expression.

Even at the end of the 'information flow brain', Song Shuhang opened his eyes in confusion: “Is it over? ”

Three-eyed teenager: "…”

The eyeball butler on the side warned, "Yes, it's over. Congratulations, Master Song Xuansheng, you will be pleased to mention Master's third eye! ”

“It's over so soon?” Song Shuhang's face revealed the colour of love - he can feel that if the 'information cerebration' lasts a little longer, his spiritual sense of power can evolve again, to achieve a second consecutive evolution!

Three-eyed teenager: "…”

A moment later.

“It's time for you to go back, Big Song.” Three years of adolescence.

I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to talk more, I just want the guy in front of me to disappear as soon as possible.

He put the ‘third eye’ in Song Shu's navigator.

Then he turned around, grabbed the eyeball butler and squeezed.

Pfft ~

A small eyeball, extruded from the butler's pupil.

The three-eyed teenager grabbed this new little eyeball and skillfully inserted it into his forehead.

The Eyeball Butler still has this feature!

“Senior, does this eye have any usefulness?” Song Shuhang looked into the eyes of his hand and asked.

“It's part of the functionality that you just experienced.” The three-eyed teenager said, gently pushing on Song Shuhang's body.

The next moment, Song Shuhang was pushed out, broke down the wooden door and disappeared to the end of the loose fortune throne.

After Song Shuhang disappeared, the eyeball butler cautioned carefully: "Sir, the eye you just sent out is still connected to the 'database’. ”

Three-eyed teenager: “!!! ”

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