The tray is filled with small scalpel-type blades!

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

The students carefully took out four pieces and placed them in their palms. Although they didn't know what to do, many people vaguely had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

Soon, everyone got the blade in their hands. Another staff member held the remaining blades in front of Lan Jue.

Lan Jue pinched two blades with his hands, then walked towards the students and said lightly: "No one sent two more for the king-level mecha master, and six more for the emperor-level mecha master."

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

However, the blades in Tan Lingyun and Wang Hongyuan's hands turned into ten.

Lan Jue only has two blades in his hands.

"I see clearly." Lan Jue's hands suddenly moved.

Suddenly, the blades on both hands began to roll between their fingers. They kept passing by each joint, turning rapidly, like a beating elf.

The playground is open air, and it is noon again. The sun shines on the blades on Lan Jue's hand, giving people a strange beauty, just like an elf jumping between him.

However, at this moment, no academy felt that this was pleasing to the eye because they had guessed what the devil instructor wanted them to do.

Lan Jue controlled the blade between his fingers while walking through the crowd, allowing every academy to see the movements in his hands.

His finger rhythm didn't look fast, and everyone could see it clearly, but no matter how the blade jumped, it wouldn't cut his hand. It also looked very beautiful and rhythmic.

"In the next hour, you will have to control the blades in your hands for this kind of exercise. I and the other two instructors will be responsible for supervising you. If anyone's hand stops or does not practice the way I do, then you will immediately feel some wonderful taste. Okay, let's start now."

Lan Jue returned to the front and put away the blade in his hand. The next moment, there was a thunder ball in his palm.

The thunder ball "cracked" and the surrounding lightning lingered.

The students who had just felt the wonderful taste in the morning did not dare to neglect them, and looked at the sharp blade in the center of their hands and started moving.

Lan Jue did not tell any skills, just made an example.

In fact, mecha masters have had similar finger exercises before, but when they practiced, they either had glass balls or small iron sticks. When did they use blades?

At this time, when I got control again, I suddenly became trembling.

Huali and Chu Cheng also walked out and patrolled from the other two directions. Chu Cheng raised his hand, and a fireball was slowly burning in his palm. It was a dark red fireball, and the deepest part of the fireball was completely black. Just one glance at it, it seemed as if the soul was about to be sucked in. What's even more terrifying is that the fireball was not hot, but exuded a cold breath.

Although no students knew what this was, they could clearly feel the horror of the fireball. Who would be willing to try it?

With the lessons learned in the morning, the students already understood that their great devil instructor is definitely a typical example of saying something that must be fulfilled. Therefore, no one wants to provoke.

Soon, someone cut his hand. All he could do was pick up the blade and continue practicing.

Even if someone moves a little slower, a lightning, a fireball or a water wave will immediately fall on his hand.

Don’t think that the water waves are comfortable. When the water waves fall on your hands, you feel an indescribable numbness and itch. Although it only takes a moment, it makes people moan from the depths of their souls.

Blood dripped, and small holes continued to appear on the students' fingers, and the female students were no exception.

But there was a silence on the playground. No one dared to complain or stop. For a moment, everyone pursed their lips and continued to control them with pale faces.

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

Both of them were injured and also had wounds. It was because there were too many small knives, and each hand was five. Even if their hand speed was at the same time, they were panicked.

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

Tan Lingyun was surprised to see that at the tips of his hands, ten small knives seemed to have come alive, with sword lights flashing, but there was no stop at all. The small knives flew up and down at the tips of his fingers.

Lan Jue was doing it while telling some skills. After all, at the order of ten magnitude, it was not something their original knowledge could control.

Tan Lingyun listened very seriously. The wounds on her hands did not bother her at all. How much blood can she shed with her fingers? This pain is nothing. Being able to become a god-level mecha master is the most important thing for her.

Compared with the morning, the practice of this hour in the afternoon seems much easier, but ten fingers are connected to the heart! Many students' hands quickly turn red. Even because of the infiltration of blood, their fingers become less flexible. They have to wipe them quickly and then continue to control them.

Finally, an hour has come, and Lan Jue announced that he would take back the knife.

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

The staff who had already prepared quickly came to the students and bandaged their wounds.

During the entire practice process, no one can be lazy or sloppy. Their superpowers are sealed, so the training is completely completed.

My hands were so painful, and it was even more painful when I applied the medicine. But I finally got through it.

Many people were breathing a lot, and this seemed to be better than in the morning. But then, Lan Jue said that they entered the abyss again.

"Your lunch is almost digested. Okay, let's start the afternoon class. Everyone has it, horse stance, start!"

The practice of horse stance is not difficult at the beginning, but over time, it becomes different.

In particular, the students had no way to use their superpowers to resolve physical pain.

Acid, swelling, paralysis.

In just five minutes, sweat began to slide off the students' foreheads, and they could not even feel the pain in their fingers.

In ten minutes, someone started to be shaking.

However, they immediately saw Lan Jue walking over with a hand of the steel needle of the morning in his hand and twisted out one with his right hand. No need to ask, anyone who can't support his horse's stance will be immediately stabbed by the second steel needle.r1152
Chapter completed!