Although no one wants to be eliminated as "scrap metal" and then fall into the hands of ghost doctors, there is no way, this is not something they can decide if they want to or not. In the process of adding the handyman to the liquid medicine, someone jumped out of the porcelain vat with a scream, scratched himself covered in blood, and then fainted.

The ghost doctor stood on the high platform and watched, and said with a smile: "Hehe, if you want to get by, it's useless." The old man is not a three-year-old child, don't you know that you have this kind of thought? Hehe, so, the old man has spent a lot of effort to carefully concoct such a blind 'fairy jumping cream', which is specially used to try out your practice and enter the realm. Of course, it's okay to have a person who has entered the country quite well, but what about the person who is too bad, hehe, that's how it is! Even if you are a fairy, when your whole body is itchy and unbearable, no matter how much you can't bear it, you will still jump out and tickle desperately in the end. Hee-hee, it's so funny, the old man has to admire himself for being able to concoct such a magical ointment!"

The ghost doctor boasted about himself over there, and the white-clothed handymen here had already finished adding the "Fairy Jumping Cream". There were several people who were desperately enduring and wanted to hold on, but the young man turned out to be really useless, and he couldn't withstand the pain of itching all over his body, and finally had to jump out of the porcelain jar to scratch desperately, and then after a period of miserable shouting, he fainted on the ground and was carried out by the handyman.

Ling Ye secretly counted, and a total of thirteen people were eliminated. What happened to these people who were eliminated after that, I'm afraid it was unimaginable-where did they go if they fell into the hands of the ghost doctor?

The ghost doctor didn't seem to be satisfied with this number, and stood on the high platform and looked at everyone with a smile, obviously wanting more "experimental personnel". Everyone who can still stand in the porcelain jar safely, although they already know that they have crossed the ghost gate this time, but when they see the ghost doctor's bright eyes, they still can't help but be frightened, for fear that they will jump out and become his "experimental person" if they can't help it.

After a while, seeing that no one jumped out again, the ghost doctor had to reluctantly walk off the high platform. He was obviously most concerned about Ling Ye, so he looked at him and said with a smile: "Young man, the old man is very optimistic about you! The old man has always had a premonition that you will definitely lie down on the old man's bed!"

Everyone: "......"

Is this short, fat dead old man still a ...... It's chilling to think about!

Ling Ye didn't move at all, and didn't even look at him. The ghost doctor smiled and said, "As soon as I saw you that day, the old man had an extremely strong affection for you. And you also saved the old man's life, so the old man likes you from the bottom of his heart, so he specially began to carefully build a wolf guard armor for you. It's not that the old man is boasting, after it is built, it will be one of the best armors in the Wolf Guard and even the Imperial Army, even the marshal's armor may not be better than it!"

Ling Ye still ignored him. The ghost doctor didn't care, and continued to smile: "Young man, the old man is waiting for you! You will definitely come, the old man has this confidence!"

Que De on the side listened impatiently: "It's okay, it's almost done." This is the person who has been personally taken care of by the head of the sect, I'm afraid it won't be your turn!"

The ghost doctor gave him a blank look: "Hey, what does the old man want, he can only nod! Hehe, the old man will go and talk to your chief head first!"

The ghost doctor said, put his hands behind his back again, and went out with three shakes. In the distance, there was also a crooked song sung by his duck-like voice: "The moonlight shines in all directions, young man, go to my bed, panic, hands and feet are busy......"

Everyone had a burst of scalp numbness, and their bodies were like electric shocks, and goosebumps brushed up, causing the liquid medicine in the porcelain jar to fluctuate and shake.

Que De heaved and clapped his hands: "Okay! Now the rest have passed the test this time, and now we will start to evaluate the strength of the skill!"

Assessing the strength of your skills is relatively simple. Que De asked the soldiers to carry up a white board-like thing, stand on a high platform, and let people go up one by one to punch him. He seemed to have deliberately wanted Ling Ye to be the finale, turning backwards from behind. The boy stepped onto the stage as he was told and punched the whiteboard with a punch. In an instant, the whiteboard immediately recessed into it, and the recessed place immediately turned into a red and white color, about a foot square.

Ling Ye was close, and he could see it clearly, the board was made of unknown materials, and the skin was engraved with rings that were set together, and the force would be recessed inward, showing a red inside, mixed with the white skin, which looked like red and white.

It's just that how can this be counted as the depth of skill......?

Sure enough, Que De glanced at the board and said, "Three circles." Alright, let's go down!"

The soldiers on the side wrote down in the booklet that a certain number had made several circles. The boy didn't know whether it was good or bad, and went down uneasily.

A few more people went up one after another to hit the board. Ling Ye understood that the rings engraved on the board were a kind of scale, and the deeper the skill, the greater the strength, the more rings could be recessed, and vice versa, the less. It's a bit like breaking bricks and rubble, the more force you have, the more bricks you can break in one go, but it doesn't waste bricks and looks more accurate.

Lin Yuannan played three and a half laps, and most of those stout strong men played seven or eight laps, according to this, although Lin Yuannan was very determined, he didn't know if it was because of his talent, or because he hadn't practiced at all before, so he didn't have any skills at all.

With such a skill, he will be very disappointed, right?

When it was Midnight's turn to go up, Que De glanced at him meaningfully and said, "Fight hard, the head coach is still waiting to see the record book!"

Ling Ye already had a plan in his heart. He only used the Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skill slightly, but he pretended to do his best and punched the whiteboard. With a pop, the whiteboard recessed a large piece inward, turning a large piece red.

Que De glanced at the side and said, "Five and a half circles! Very good! Go down!"

He went on to announce: "The best performance this time was 17, eight laps, and the worst was 41, two and a half laps. For the next half a month, the first place will get six pills a day, the second place will have five, the third place will have four, the fourth to tenth place will have three pills each, and the rest of the people, except for the bottom three, will have one pill per person!

He paused for a moment and said, "Midnight, twelve pills a day!"

There was a stir at the bottom. Que De continued expressionlessly: "I will evaluate it again in half a month." If you want to get more Dianabol, work hard. If the bottom three don't want to be eliminated, redouble your efforts and find ways to forge ahead! Remember, the Wolf Guards don't need weak people!"