The tray is filled with scalpel-type small blades!

No, no, the blade used for surgery has only one side of the sharp edge, but this blade is sharp on both sides.

The students carefully took out four of each and placed them in the palm of their hands. Although I don't know what to do, many people have a sense of foreboding in their hearts.

Soon, everyone got the blades in their hands. There was also a staff member who held the remaining blades in front of Lan Jue.

Lan Jue picked up two blades in each of his hands, and then walked towards the students. He said lightly: "King-level mecha master, no one sends two more pieces, and emperor-level mecha master, six more pieces." ”

Soon, including Tang Mi, Tang Xiao, and Gengyang, the blades in the hands of several mecha masters added two more blades, becoming six.

However, the blades in the hands of Tan Lingyun and Wang Hongyuan became ten.

Lan Jue only had two blades in his hand.

"See clearly." Lan Jue's hands suddenly moved.

Suddenly, the blades on both hands began to roll between the fingers. It constantly swept around each joint, turning rapidly, like a beating elf.

The playground was open-air, and it was noon, and the sun shone on the blade of Lan Jue's hand, giving people a strange beauty. It was like an elf jumping between him.

However, at this moment, no academy found it pleasing to the eye, because they had already guessed what the devil instructor was going to do for them.

Lan Jue walked through the crowd while controlling the blade between his fingers, so that every academy could see the movement of his hands.

The rhythm of his fingers didn't seem to be fast, and everyone could see it clearly, but no matter how the blade jumped, it wouldn't cut his hand. And it looks beautiful and rhythmic.

"For the next hour, you're going to do this with the blade in your hand. I and two other instructors will be in charge of supervising you. Whose hand if stopped, or did not practice in my way. Then, you will immediately feel something wonderful. Alright, let's get started. ”

Lan Jue returned to the front and put away the blade in his hand. The next moment, there was already an extra thunderball in his palm.

The thunderball crackled, and the surrounding area was filled with lightning.

The students who had just experienced the wonderful taste in the morning suddenly did not dare to slack off, looked at the sharp blade in their hands, and moved.

Lan didn't talk about any techniques, just gave examples.

Similar finger exercises, in fact, have been done by mecha masters before, but when they practice, they are either glass balls or small iron rods. When have you ever used something like a blade?

At this time, he was in control again, and suddenly became trembling.

Huali and Chu Cheng also walked out separately and inspected from the other two directions. Chu Cheng raised his hand, and there was a fireball burning slowly in his palm. It was a dark red fireball, and the deepest part of the fireball was completely black. Just by looking at it, it is as if the soul is about to be sucked in. What's even more terrifying is that this fireball is not fiery, but exudes a cold aura.

Although none of the students knew what it was, they could all clearly feel the horror of this fireball. Who would want to try?

With the morning lesson, the students have understood that they, the instructor of the Great Demon King, are definitely a typical example of what they say they will do. Therefore, no one has the intention of provoking.

Soon, someone cut their hands. All he could do was pick up the blade and keep practicing.

Whoever moves a little slower will immediately fall into their hands with a bolt of lightning, fireball, or water.

Don't think that the water waves are comfortable, the water waves fall on your hands, but what you feel is an indescribable tingling, although it is only for a moment, but it makes people moan from the depths of the soul.

Blood dripped, and small cuts kept appearing on the fingers of the students, and the female students were no exception.

But there was silence on the playground, no one dared to complain, no one dared to stop. For a moment, everyone pursed their lips, and their faces were pale and continued to manipulate.

Lan Jue stopped in front of Tan Lingyun and beckoned to Wang Hongyuan.

The two of them were also injured, and there were also wounds, because there were too many knives, five in each hand, even if it was their hand speed, there was a panic.

"See clearly." Lan Jue wiped his hands and took the ten knives from Tan Lingyun's hands, and then the knives jumped at his fingertips.

Tan Lingyun was surprised to see that at the tips of his ten fingers on both hands, the ten knives seemed to come to life, and pieces of knives flashed, but there was no stop at all. The knife flipped up and down on your fingertips.

Lan Jue was doing it while telling some skills. After all, when it comes to the order of magnitude of ten, it is not something that their original knowledge can control.

Tan Lingyun listened very seriously, the few wounds on her hands didn't bother her at all, how much blood could her fingers bleed? It's a little pain. Being able to become a god-level mecha master is the most important thing for her.

Compared to the morning, the one-hour practice in the afternoon seems to be much easier, but the ten fingers are connected to the heart! Many of the trainees' hands soon turned red. Even because of the infiltration of blood, the fingers become more inflexible. I had to wipe it quickly, and then continue to control it.

Finally, when the hour was up, Lan Jue announced, retracting the knife.

When the blade was retracted, almost every knife was stained with blood.

The staff, who had already been prepared, quickly came to the trainees and bandaged their wounds.

During the whole exercise, no one can be lazy or slippery. Their abilities were sealed, so the training was done in a down-to-earth manner.

The pain in both hands was severe, and it was even more painful when the medicine was applied. But I finally got through it.

A lot of people sighed, and it seemed that it was better than in the morning. But then, Lan Jue's words said that they had re-entered the abyss.

"You've almost digested your lunch. Okay, let's start the afternoon lesson. All of them, horse step, go! ”

Horse walking is not too difficult at first, but as time goes on, it becomes different.

In particular, there is no way for the students to use their abilities to defuse their physical pain.

Soreness, swelling, paralysis.

In just five minutes, sweat began to slide down the foreheads of the trainees, and they could no longer even feel the pain in their fingers.

Ten minutes later, someone was already shaking.

However, they immediately saw that Lan Jue came over with a handful of morning-like steel needles in his hand, and twisted one out of his right hand. You don't have to ask to know that if anyone can't support Ma Bu, they will be stabbed by the second steel needle soon. R1152