Everyone looked a little speechless.

It's true that these female killers are a bit miserable.

That once coveted place is now... probably a sack.

Because that place is prone to trembling, well, this... there's nothing I can do about it, especially when you cry or laugh, well, especially when you laugh... the pricks shouldn't be too dense...

The instructor turned around and came to Feng Yin again. He looked up and down and saw that there was no blood on this guy's body, and his posture showed signs of becoming more and more relaxed. A trace of satisfaction and satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He appreciated it and then said: "Hey, why don't you smile? Why don't you smile when everyone else laughs? Don't you understand what it means?"

Feng Yin opened his eyes and said: "He is small and I am not small. I am very big. There are significant individual differences in human bodies, but we are all raised by mothers. Why should I laugh?"

The instructor was furious: "You are so big, are you awesome? You are so big, why don't you smile?"

Feng Yin: "Why should I laugh? I am qualified!"

Feng Yin frowned.

This guy seems to really want to see me get stabbed?

I haven't been stabbed, is this guy unbalanced? Does he really want me to be stabbed?

The instructor was so angry that he said, "I have quality." He walked around the cage and found no blood: "Why don't you move?"

Feng Yin was stunned: "How can I move? I can't move like this! If I move, I'll be stabbed. Do you think I'm stupid?"

"fart!"

The instructor was furious: "Why can't you move after you have adapted? Moving around in such an environment is your greatest progress! As long as you always maintain the correct posture, how can you get stabbed!"

Fengyin: "......??"

Suspiciously: "Are you serious?"

The instructor was furious: "Are you my son? I am so interested in coaxing you to play?"

Feng Yin endured the pain of being pricked by the needle, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it.

My eyes couldn't help but circle around the instructor's neck.

The instructor glared: "Why are you looking at my neck? Do you want to chop me on the neck?"

Feng Yin lowered his gaze and said, "I don't dare."

"Don't you dare?"

The instructor's eyes became ferocious: "You are so brave, if the look you looked at just now could kill someone, I would have been dead long ago! Your look was from the joints of my neck, so obviously murderous.

Can I not feel the tingling sensation? Follow the direction of your gaze, from here to here..."

The instructor gestured to his neck with his hand, and then he made diagonal gestures, and looked at Feng Yin sideways: "You bastard is really brave enough to think, you actually want to chop off my head, and your swordsmanship is also very good, this is true

It’s the easiest way to cut off a person’s head!”

"Pfft..."

The guy nearby couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and then screamed, obviously being pricked by a needle again.

The instructor became even more furious and pointed at Feng Yin: "Gentleman, please move! Spin me in a circle! If you don't spin, I will stab you to death! Do you think I dare or not?"

Feng Yin was stunned.

Is there any room to move here?

Isn't it as public and private as yours?

But faced with the threat of death, Fengyin had no choice but to maintain his standard posture, start spinning in circles, and move bit by bit through gritted teeth...

Well, you can't clench your teeth. If your cheeks bulge, you'll get pricked. Everything else is easy to say, but it won't do if your face is disfigured!

With a slight movement of his body, the needle points that had been pierced into the skin began to move. Even if they penetrated the flesh only slightly, the pain was still overwhelming. Feng Yin tried his best to endure it and tried his best to maintain the previous balance. At this moment,

I can't think of anything in my mind.

Concentrate on the skin all over your body, and use the touch of the needle tip as a basis to draw on the skin's own toughness, inch by inch...

Every part of the body is crossed in this way.

Strong admiration suddenly flashed in the instructor's eyes. He was indeed a genius. He had figured out how to use the skin's own toughness and ductility so quickly, and had already mastered his own toughness...

"Turn around quickly!"

"Slowly, an ordinary 80,000-year-old lady can spin faster than you!"

"You're not a maggot...why are you moving so slowly? Hurry up! You idiot!"

While scolding, a whip appeared inexplicably in his hand, and he began to whip on the cage, snap, snap, snap...

While shouting: "Quick! Spin fast! Spin like a top!"

"If you continue to be so slow, I will stab you to death immediately. It will make you upset just to see you!"

Feng Yin's life and death hung in the hands of others, so he could only continue to swallow his anger and cursed in his heart: Your ordinary old lady lives eighty thousand years?

Just one or two strokes...

I cursed the instructor in my heart and felt a lot more comfortable inexplicably, so I started to speed up the rotation, letting the needle points quickly pass over my body...

As the movement continued, Feng Yin was surprised to find that as long as he maintained the most correct standing posture, he could really slide calmly, even turn around, and even move quickly. This was really unexpected... It turns out that the human body can actually achieve this level...

…

All the needle points clearly touched the skin, and even sunk slightly into it, but they did not really puncture, and there was still room for rotation...

next moment……

"Why……"

Feng Yin couldn't help but tremble, and immediately three sharp thorns pierced his skin.

Apparently as the instructor twitched the whip, some of the spikes started to move continuously...

This not only intensifies the pain, but also makes turning more difficult.

Feng Yin endured the pain and continued to rotate while adjusting his body at any time. While continuing to maintain the correct posture, he also deliberately tightened a certain part of the skin so that the location where the needle was punctured would be extended by the depression of the skin.

Sex will slide the tip of the needle that comes next...

As you turn more and faster, you will become more and more proficient in using this standard posture...

The position of the cage needle is still changing, but the chances of hurting Feng Yin are getting less and less...

At this moment, the instructor no longer cared about him and turned to look at other people.

The scene at this meeting was, needless to say, quite bloody.

Soon after, others gradually made progress and continued to join the circle operation...

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing the success of Fengyin, everyone is not a fool, and naturally knows that this is a result and a practical demonstration of progress!

Well, from this aspect, this gentle... is still a tool person, at most a relatively successful tool person!

The instructor's thunderous roar continued to resound in every corner of the venue, and almost everyone turned into pigs in his mouth.

But the resistance in everyone's minds quickly dissipated. The purpose of coming here for training was to improve oneself. Today is only the first day of training, but it is already very effective and can be said to be immediate!

Although there are many wounds on the body, scars, and bruises all over the body, the real injuries are really very few, and the ones that penetrate the flesh are rare. They are the most common and superficial flesh wounds. This means that everyone's Dantian is blocked and they are unable to mobilize their spiritual power.

Otherwise, this little injury can be healed in an instant.

Of course, there are a few people who really can't move, such as those fat men, and those female compatriots...

It has to be said that some training methods are only suitable for men... Because no matter how desperate the female killer is and how little she cares, some innate hardware facilities are really not suitable for the current training model.

But a few of them are still gritting their teeth and persisting. These women have wrapped their bulges so tightly that they are even flatter than the airport... In this way, they have an advantage over men.

Those female killers couldn't stand it any longer and couldn't help but cry and beg for a timeout.

"what?"

The instructor is vicious.

"Let's go down and wrap our breasts before coming back. We won't be tired!" said a woman.

"The bastard said bastard words, is the bastard home yet?!"

The instructor was furious: "During a mission, you can escape from the battle? Please ask the enemy to wait until you have your breasts wrapped before coming back? As a killer, don't you know to prepare these two dangling things in advance? What are you doing to eat!?

Are you a killer or a prostitute? Who do you think I am, someone who can bargain?"

Those women's faces were red, they were hurt, ashamed and angry, and tears were streaming down their faces.

"Please have mercy, instructor!"

"Open your sister!"

The instructor cursed and turned around: "Do you think they are allowed to clean things up again? Or should we directly eliminate this link?"

Everyone was silent.

The instructor simply called her by name: "Gentle!"

The spinning wind seal responded conditionedly: "Yes!"
To be continued...