"Mingmen, 719..."

Ye Fan recited the last acupuncture point in his mouth and pierced the bronze man's Mingmen acupoint at the same time.

A splash of potion burst out.

Long Tianao lowered his head and looked at his watch: "Two minutes and eight seconds."

He sighed: "It's so damn fast!"

"Shut up!"

Ye Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and then waited for the bronze man to give way.

Long Tianao's eyes also had ardent expectations.

But the bronze man didn't move.

For two minutes and fifteen seconds, the bronze man did not move.

For two minutes and twenty seconds, the bronze man did not move.

For two minutes and thirty seconds, the bronze man still didn’t move...

"flutter--"

At the same time, a wisp of white smoke emerged from the bronze figure.
Chapter completed!