The Omniscient

As early as when the door was opened, a subtle and invisible itchy poisonous powder was sprinkled in the air in front of the door.

They are so tiny that they float in the air, and as long as people walk through them, they are bound to be contaminated.

However, how could Huang Ji be afraid of this? Headed up.

Nice, it's poisoned, and it will start scratching itself uncomfortably in a minute or two at most, tearing the heart! Seti secretly said.

All the students stared at Huang Ji, watching him move towards the next trap.

All kinds of traps are their tests of the strength of the instructors, and they want to test the students? Be tested by students first.

If they didn't show extraordinary strength in this series of 'pranks' and make them feel 'this is it'.

This group of rebellious students will ruthlessly eliminate the new instructors!

Fuck!

Huang Ji stepped on the smooth floor, from the gate to the playground where the students were, a large area was smeared with super synovial fluid.

As soon as the foot stepped on it, it immediately slipped away.

Haha! He's about to fall! The students widened their eyes, waiting for Huang Ji to fall to the ground in the next scene.

Unexpectedly, Huang Ji slipped and slipped, and the whole person not only did not fall, but slipped several meters on the floor, and his body remained stable!

Ah! The students exclaimed in astonishment.

I saw Huang Ji on the smooth floor, with ease and ease, as if skating, with his legs slightly swaying, he slipped out more than forty meters and came to the crowd.

It's too fast, and while sliding so fast, it's incredible to keep the center of gravity steady.

It turns out that super synovial fluid can be used?

Of course, Dylan, the ascender who secretes it, can skate freely on super synovial fluid! But it's very difficult. The tricks are very difficult to master. All kinds of shifts in the center of gravity can only be understood, not in words.

I didn't expect him to be so skilled... He should have just practiced.

Several students whispered, looking at Huang Ji who came to them in a second,

Undercover missteps.

There are very few people who can specialize in training this skill, mainly because they can't teach by words and deeds. Everyone's weight and friction coefficient are different. Those who know can't teach those who can't. They can only keep beating on it, and finally master the trick.

Your training method is really unique. Huang Ji said indifferently.

Seti pouted, stepped forward and said, Instructor, this is a welcome ceremony...

Bang! Huang Ji kicked him away without giving him a chance to finish speaking.

Hi! The students were stunned by this sudden kick.

This instructor is too hard to talk, he is just a kick without a word.

But Sett is also an extraordinary person. Although he was caught off guard and couldn't dodge the kick, he reacted and relieved his force the moment he was kicked away!

Unruly people often have real skills.

I saw Seti, who was kicked flying, suddenly shrank when he could not bear the force in the volley, his knees were brought to his chest, his body spin for two and a half weeks, he performed a roundabout kick, and then landed steadily.

The long legs still drew a large circle on the ground, causing a breeze.

During the whole process, he was only kicked a few meters away, he didn't fall down, and he even looked very handsome!

嘁! Seti stood up and patted his clothes, without humming, as if the power of this kick was nothing more than that.

Ahhh! But the classmates behind him were kicked several meters away by him and fell to the ground screaming.

Why are you kicking me!

Seti was stunned. It turned out that when he was adjusting his landing posture with his roundabout kick, he just hit his partner behind him.

However, what he was stunned was not that he had kicked someone, but his teammates who had been kicked away. Why did he cry so much?

I'm sorry...I think it's alright, does it hurt so much?

With this little kicking force, you won't be in such pain, will you? Seti said strangely.

Everyone has survived through the unbearable training for ordinary people. Who is not injured every day?

Spores! Spores! Slots!

However, when he saw his partner who was kicked away, he took his hand out of his pocket, and saw that his arm was covered with spores the size of the tip of his little finger.

Those things were crimson and growing, obviously taking blood like crazy and splitting themselves.

Slot! The glass bottle of blood-sucking spores shattered? Seti was dumbfounded.

This person was the student who proposed to use blood-sucking spores before, and the glass bottle containing the spores was hidden in his jacket pocket.

He put his hand in his pocket and held the glass bottle, ready to take it out at any time to sprinkle a new instructor.

The result was good. Just now, when I was kicked by Seti with a roundabout kick, it was kicked directly from the side and shattered with precision!

The blood-sucking spores, instead, got his own hands!

This kind of thing is parasitic on the surface of the human body and can continuously suck blood and multiply.

In the end, it will spread all over the body, and theoretically it can suck people to death.

Of course, since they use it to play, there is naturally a rule of law.

Quick, quick! Fire! Fire! cried Seti.

Blood-sucking spores absorb heat very easily, burn and die quickly.

I saw Seti pulled out alcohol and poured it on his teammate's arm and set it on fire.

The man's entire arm was on fire, gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain, watching the countless blood-sucking spores shriveled and curled like dead skin before turning to ashes.

With his physical quality, a little burn doesn't matter at all, and the blood-sucking spores die faster under the fire.

Are you special... It was very painful to be sucked blood by the spores, and the man looked at Seti complainingly.

Seti was also speechless, how could he know such a coincidence, he didn't play tricks at that time, it would be better if he just bumped into it.

Hey, this instructor is very lucky... Seti secretly said, he stared at Huang Ji with a dissatisfied face.

Several consecutive pranks failed, and even hurt his own people, which made him extremely irritable.

Your name is Seti... Huang Ji walked over and said.

So what? Seti is the strongest student in this class. His physical fitness is close to that of an evil dragon, and his fighting skills are also very good. There are eight levels in Secret Art of the Guardian of the Holy Tomb. Sixth grade.

Every year, there will always be a few talented students, he is, as long as he can survive the collapse period, he is at the level of Saya.

If you hurt your teammates, go get a hundred sticks yourself, Suomi, you can do it. Huang Ji said, and jumped onto the training platform.

Slot, he jumped over the carpet bomb. Seti stared at Huang Ji, letting Suomi bring a wooden stick and hit him on top.

Bang! Boom! With every bat, the momentum sank,

The wooden stick is about the thickness of an adult's arm, and the quality is very good.

Suomi took another stick and continued to beat, repeating this, breaking a hundred sticks before it was finished.

During the whole process, Seti didn't say a word. He was beaten while looking at Huang Ji.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it was.

No...why doesn't he have poisonous hair yet?

Shouldn't it be unbearable itching and start screaming and scratching?

Not only Sett, but everyone found that something was wrong.

Seti gritted his teeth, the blood on his back was blurred, and his breathing began to be rapid, almost inhaling from the gap between his teeth.

On the other hand, Huang Ji did not change his face, his expression was indifferent, and there seemed to be no signs of poisoning at all.

Hawke, who hides the crossbow behind his back, has excellent eyesight. He squinted, and he could even see the fine powder stained on Huang Ji's neck and arms.

He was indeed poisoned, why didn't he move?

Could it be...

Hawke seemed to think of something, and asked in a trembling voice: Teach... Instructor. You... do you feel anything?

Huang Ji looked at him and said, Are you talking about itching?

... Everyone was startled, this guy felt it!

Impossible... Is he resisting?

How can I stand it! This kind of poison is extremely itchy. So far, none of the experimenters have been able to resist scratching!

Many of the students have actually experienced this kind of itch poison. Anyone who has experienced that kind of pain, without exception, would not dare to try it a second time!

How could someone be so calm under that kind of torture?

I don't believe it! Seti listened without saying a word, and suddenly pushed Suomi, who was wielding his staff, jumped onto the stage, rushed in front of Huang Ji, and reached out to wipe his arm.

Seti! Hawke wanted to remind him, so that he would be poisoned too.

But Sett doesn't care. He doesn't believe that anyone can endure this kind of pain. If Instructor Long can do it, then he can too!

However, soon, he felt the incomparably strong sensory stimulation.

Uuuuuuu...

Ah ah ah! Seti endured for a while, and finally wailed, and broke his fingers directly.

This itch is an inescapable pain, Huang Ji is very clear, it is like a life and death talisman in it, driving people crazy.

However, the unbearable yellow pole can shield the senses.

He noticed this poisonous powder before entering the door, and quickly knew that it had no effect other than ten minutes of sensory stimulation, so he voluntarily poisoned it indifferently.

It is just pain. Any sensory stimulation can be directly transformed into a pure sense of information. The cold has no sensory information, and blocks the corresponding aspects of vision, smell, touch and so on.

While Huang Ji can shield the pain, he also knows that he is being stimulated by toxins, and knows how much pain it is, and can even describe the pain.

No matter how painful it was, it was the same for him. He knew everything except that there was no real pain.

Huang Ji said to Seti, I can't help but cut it. Who gave him a knife?

I have a knife! Hawke took out a knife and jumped onto the stage: Seti! Cut it!

I can't stand it! Seti was so itchy that he was going crazy, but he was even more stubborn!

It's okay if Huang Ji doesn't say it, he will never cut off his fingers if he says Sett.

He only stained a little on his hands, but Huang Ji's arms and neck were poisoned. Huang Ji was like nothing. It's just that my fingers are itchy, and I can cut anything!

Cut it! It can be connected again! Hawk saw that he was frantically kneading his finger bones, and he almost broke the bones.

No! Go away! Seeing that Huang Ji could bear it, Seti had to endure it no matter what.

Damn, I should have singled him out from the beginning!

Sett died of discomfort, and pushed Hawke away suddenly.

When he was in pain, his strength was so strong that he pushed Hawke off the stage directly.

Hawke's ability is not bad, he didn't fall, just staggered a few steps. But just these few steps made him step on the steps.

Boom! The carpet bomb exploded on the spot.

Hawke was blown away directly, and his lower body fell to the ground in a bloody mess.

Huang Ji said calmly, If you hurt your teammates, add another hundred sticks.

Fake! Seti couldn't bear it any longer, he endured the pain and punched Huang Ji with a punch.

Huang Ji staggered his position and hit a palm.

Seti showed disdain, and he found that Huang Ji's punching speed was not fast, even worse than him!

He was kicked before, but he was not in a fighting state. At this moment, his eyes were red, and he just wanted to turn Huang Ji.

The will to fight is concentrated, and the reaction speed is immediately different.

He threw his fist confidently, and changed direction, ready to blast Huang Ji into the air.

Unexpectedly, with this change, the hairs all over his body suddenly exploded, and he had the illusion that Huang Ji was kicking his legs at the same time.

wrong!

Seti's reaction was so fast that even if his eyes didn't see it, he would react only if his keen sixth sense sensed it!

I saw that Seti was about to hit Huang Ji, and suddenly made a small jump. At the same time as half of the strength in his hand was withdrawn, he raised his right leg to block a wave of air.

Eh... Seti was stunned.

Huang Ji didn't kick his legs, it was still that unremarkable palm.

I overestimated?

Bang! Seti was slapped flying by Huang Ji's palm and rolled down from the sky.

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