Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, as soon as everyone climbed into the porcelain jar and soaked in the medicinal liquid, Que De shouted: "Pay attention, you have to try your practice today, and see which one is the best and fastest, and which one is the worst! If you practice well, you will be rewarded! If it is too bad, you will be eliminated!"

Hearing the word elimination, most people are shocked. In the past half a month, except for the exercises, every day has been peaceful, and the bloody cruelty of the first two days has slowly faded out of their sight, and they have almost forgotten this stubble.

Now that we are talking about elimination, what kind of elimination will it be? How do you decide whether to eliminate it or not?

Que De looked at the uneasy expressions on everyone's faces, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said gloomily: "It's been too long, isn't it? The Wolf Guards don't sympathize with the weak, they don't need the weak, and they don't need lazy worms who like comfort!"

After saying this, he snapped his fingers and said, "Please ask a ghost doctor!"

At the sound of footsteps, the short, stocky, somewhat funny ghost doctor slowly walked in with his hands behind his back, wearing a white lab coat and a pair of strangely shaped glasses on top of the smooth and shiny door. Ling Ye knew the use of the glasses, but he had never seen him push them down and put them on, so he couldn't help but suspect that the glasses were just used to scare people under the guise of scare.

The ghost doctor slowly walked up to the high platform in front of the quiet room with his hands behind his back, stretched his hands forward, pressed them on the table, puffed out a pair of huge eyes and stared at everyone, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it seems that I can collect a few more experimental personnel today! This time of the month is when I am most excited!"

Everyone already knew that this ghost doctor liked to use living people to do some terrible things, and when they heard it, their stomachs twitched. Although their whole bodies were soaked in the warm liquid, many people couldn't help but get goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Young man, I see you again, hello!"

The next moment, the ghost doctor's gaze was fixed on Ling Ye's face. Ling Ye was in the first porcelain jar, the closest to the high platform, and the closest to the ghost doctor, it was difficult not to be seen by him.

Feeling the inexplicably hot gaze of the ghost doctor, Ling Ye was full of plans to punch his chubby face. If you don't beat your pumpkin face into a bitter gourd face, I won't be called Ling Ye!

Seeing that Ling Ye didn't pay attention to him, the ghost doctor didn't seem to be disappointed, and still said with a smile: "Young man, don't ignore me. When people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed? People lie in bed in the training ground, morning and evening! When they are in bed, they have to ask the old man for help. However, if the old man looks down on the person, no matter how hard he begs the old man to help, the old man will disdain it!"

Ling Ye still didn't say a word, but Que De was a little impatient: "Ghost doctor, are you hurrying up and don't want ink?"

The ghost doctor snorted when he heard this, glanced at him, and scolded: "There are no rules! Come on, add material!"

With the shouts of the ghost doctor, a team of people dressed in white walked in outside, looking like the group of miscellaneous people under the ghost doctor. In each of their left hands was a crockpot, which had no lid and was steaming hot.

The white-clothed handymen carried the clay pots to the many porcelain jars, lifted a pick in their right hands, picked up a spoonful of steaming paste from the clay pots, and poured it into the liquid medicine in the porcelain jars. It's also strange to say that when the spoonful of paste is poured into the liquid medicine, the liquid medicine will rise up a stream of water vapor, enveloping the people in the porcelain jar, and they can't see clearly. It wasn't until the moisture dissipated that I could vaguely see the man in the porcelain jar with his eyes wide open, gritting his teeth and angry eyes, as if he was holding back his strength, as if he was fighting against something.

A white-clothed handyman walked to the porcelain jar on Ling Ye's side, and also picked up a picket of paste and added it to the liquid medicine. The liquid medicine immediately raised a puff of water vapor from the boss, blurring Ling Ye's vision, and at the same time, a hot feeling immediately surged up all over his body, making people wonder if his whole body was about to catch fire.

In the middle of the night, the Xuantian Tribulation Fire Gong was reversed, and the whole body immediately cooled down, resisting the hot feeling. Xuan Gong turned a few times in a row, and the hot feeling gradually faded, and he could resist it.

At that moment, Ling Ye even thought in his heart that this feeling was ...... It's like being splashed on the back of your hand when you were chopping chili peppers when you were a child!

The ghost doctor stared at Ling Ye's face tightly, as if he wanted to see something he wanted to see. But he was soon disappointed, Ling Ye's expression did not change, not to mention panic, even his composure was faint.

Ling Ye is so calm, others may not. When the handymen were halfway up, a man who had been desperately enduring the hot sensation suddenly screamed, burst out of the porcelain jar with a bang, and stood there scratching his skin as if it were itching.

This person scratched so violently that as soon as he scratched it, five blood marks immediately appeared on his body, and if he scratched it again, there were five more ...... It didn't take much effort for this person to be covered with blood, and blood was flowing all over his body, and there was almost no good place.

Even so, the man still seemed to be itching, and he desperately pressed his back against the wall of the porcelain jar, rubbing hard. The fire is still burning under the porcelain jar, and the wall of the porcelain jar is naturally quite hot.

Que De snorted: "A waste!

With a few thuds, the man suddenly turned his head and slammed his head into the porcelain jar. He hit it so hard that it was as if he didn't feel any pain at all, and he wasn't afraid to kill himself at all.

After a few hits, the man's eyes rolled and he fell to the ground and fainted, his whole body covered in flesh and blood, except for the pants that were not broken, and the flesh and skin all over his body were torn.

Everyone watched this thrilling scene, and almost all of them were terrified. There is no doubt that the paste that the white-clothed handymen added to the liquid medicine with picks is also a medicine. People who have a certain effect in soaking in venom practice have some toxins in their bodies, and they can resist these newly added medicines. On the contrary, if there are not enough toxins in the body, it will be itchy and unbearable, and it will be uncontrollable and scratch frantically until it faints, or even until it dies.

What a terrible way to use medicine!!

The ghost doctor shook his head and looked at the fainting man, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, you have one less wolf guard, and I, I have one more thing that can be used for experiments!"

Que De smiled: "This kind of waste that can't be cultivated anyway, in our words, it's just a piece of scrap iron that can't be forged into a weapon, what kind of fart are we going to use in the future?"