The Godsfall Chronicles Chapter 67: The terrible instructor

Five teaching assistants with expressionless faces walked over. Each assistant held a long whip in his hand. You don't need to guess to know that this is about to be executed.

The Scar instructor attached his hands behind him, like a javelin standing upright, an aura rushed out of his lungs with a loud voice: "Twenty whips! Hit hard!"

Cloudhawk has seen the strength of these teaching assistants. Although they don't have the ability of demonhunter, if they really want to fight, any of them can easily kill a few students present.

If the assistant teacher beats with all his strength, even the rocks can split!

Slap!

One whip!

The screams of these punishment students are not that they are weak and useless, but that the damage is far beyond imagination. Every long whip is twisted from unknown material. When the whip pierces the air and screams, there will be electric sparks. The assistant coach's horrible strength waving, even if hard skin and strong flesh is like a wild boar, it will be instantly beaten up!

Not to mention these young students?

This whip can't hold it no matter how strong the physique is, it immediately becomes bloody, and the pain spreads throughout the body. Everyone rounded a whip, and then a second whip. When the third whip was reached, a weaker woman fainted. Most people can only bear five or six whips, even if the perseverance is particularly strong. After suffering seven or eight whips, they all fainted.

These teaching assistants did not stop because the students were unconscious, and continued to pump them with one whip and one whip, until they had completed twenty whips.

Other people on the scene took a hard sip of water.

Twenty-one people with incomplete skin fell to the ground, and some wounds even had deep bones. Even if these people can be cured, it is not a day or two. If they cannot be treated in a timely and effective manner, most of them will have life-long sequelae and even disabilities. These teaching assistants really spare no effort to beat people to death!

The two teenagers in the same cabin with Cloudhawk are now unconscious, like two puppet dolls, severely ravaged by wild dogs, all over the body, full of devastation, which makes people unbearable to see!

Instructor Scar nodded: "Drag all away! Eliminate all!"

Everyone's complexion changed again, Cloudhawk all have the urge to scold their mothers: Grass, you **** planned to eliminate others from the beginning, why did you put such a heavy hand to beat them half-dead? You must know that this kind of beating is not something that everyone can bear. Some people may be ruined for their entire lives just because of this method!

"Do you sympathize with them? No, you should envy them, but it is you who should be sympathized!" Scar instructor laughed, his voice was like a heavy hammer hitting: "Once Hell Valley comes in , It’s impossible to leave completely? Either you reach the target and go out standing, or you can only lie down. They are still alive at least. This is for the sake of not officially enrolling. Do you have such good luck? It's hard to say."

The expressions of the people were solemn, angry, and panic. Hell Valley really deserves its reputation. People are not treated as humans here. Doesn't this instructor know that a considerable part of those who come to participate in the special training of Hell Valley are the heirs of the Skycloud City nobles?

"The welcome ceremony is over, and you officially come to **** from this moment. I believe you have heard about this place before you come here, but what I want to tell you is that all you have inquired Fur, in the time to come, you will understand the meaning of **** better than ever!"

The Scar instructor was pacing back and forth in front of everyone while speaking, and suddenly stood still, and this foot collapsed the ground several inches, showing that its thick and terrifying strength is comparable to a giant elephant.

"I don't care what your status was before, the elite in the military, the wealthy, or the demonhunter, as long as you come here, your identities will be unified. You are rubbish, garbage, and crawlers! Understand? Repeat it for me! "

Several noble-born people are already a little angry, even ordinary people will feel unhappy when faced with this *naked insult, let alone these guys with high self-esteem?

Everyone shut up.

Instructor Scar was not angry, but grinned. He was also worried that he would scare them too soon. Now it seems that he is too kind, but this is good, otherwise it will be boring.

"No one wants to admit that he is trash and rubbish? Good! Very good! I admire you!" Scar instructor walked around in front of dozens of people, his face filled with hideous and terrifying smiles. : "But since you have such a backbone, give you a chance to prove yourself!"

Cloudhawk felt the powerful aura emanating from the instructor, which made him feel a strong sense of oppression. This person may not be much weaker than the Frost de Winter first-class, especially the strong and **** aura, which is even more impressive. The hair was horrified, and the heart was throbbing. This was really fished out of the sea of ​​blood in the corpse mountain.

Everyone was expressionless, and no one spoke.

The Scar instructor roared with a stern face: "If anyone can stand up and defeat me, I will let you all enter Hell Valley without an exam! Thirty seconds from now on, if you don’t stand up, everyone will suffer. Ten whips!"

What other entrance exams are there? What's happening here! Isn't it now officially entered Hell Valley!

As for it is impossible for a person to suffer ten lashes. Everyone has seen the end of a group of people just now. Although ten lashes will not smash people to death, it is inevitable that they will faint or even be seriously injured!

"Twenty seconds left!"

"What's wrong? Don't any of you dare to stand up!"

Everyone's expressions have become ugly. Could it be that they have to endure a severe beating before they have time for special training? Everyone is not stupid, the instructor will make this request, 100% is a big pit, idiots will jump into it.

"Ten seconds left!"

Cloudhawk sighed softly. It seems that there is no way. Just get beaten. Even if you are seriously injured, it is better than being disabled. A fool will challenge this guy, but he obviously underestimates the arrogance and arrogance of some elysian Self-confidence, and obviously overestimating the IQ of these young and energetic.

"Five seconds left!"

"Instructor!" A heroic youth shouted: "I want to challenge you!"

When Scarface heard this, the scars all over his face became distorted. Although they were laughing, they were uglier than crying. A young man in his twenties, with a standard inverted triangle figure, and a strong body like a cow. He wears demonhunter standard leather armor cloak. This is a character with the identity of demonhunter.

Claudia was surprised to see the other person’s eyes flashing. She obviously had seen this young man. The young man was also born into a prominent family in Skycloud City. Although he is not as good as those who are in the limelight among the younger generation, it is also called Novices and elites, even if they play against Frost de Winter and Dawn Polaris, can at least be unbeaten with ten moves. This alone is not easy. It is no wonder that they have the confidence to challenge the instructors.

The Scar instructor is obviously just an ordinary warrior. When facing a young man with the identity of demonhunter, he didn't even have the slightest fear, just made a request.

The young man raised his left hand and drew out a sword. The light was shining, the wind rose and the dust rose, and the loud and quiet sound remained for a long time.

Good sword!

Everyone broke out this idea.

The energy of demonhunter erupted in an instant, and the cyan sword edge glowed a layer of brilliance. He did not give the instructor any chance. The sword chant has not faded. Starting with two swords in rapid succession, the two cyan sword winds that can be seen cross each other. Flew over to the instructor in a piercing sound.

Jianfeng kills in the air!

The kid is really capable!

The two crossing sword winds seem to be casually split, but in fact, the two blows are full of deeper mysteries. At least within this distance, the two crossing sword winds can block the opponent's escape space as much as possible, whether it is left to right or Upward, it is difficult to avoid the sword wind's beheading range, and after the two sword winds are quickly split, the young sword blade begins to condense the third. This attack, this third sword wind will be a lore!

Scar instructor smiled grinningly in the face of the fierce offensive. He even raised his right fist and hit it with a punch. The scar instructor wore a Elysian Realm black steel glove with his right fist. When the fist was shot out, the speed even reached At subsonic speeds, the gloves rubbed against the air and gave off tiny sparks.

Boom!

It's like breaking a solid glass.

Scar instructor fists hit the center of the cross sword wind, and only a loud crack was heard. The blue sword wind shattered into several pieces and all disappeared in the air.

The youth's face suddenly paled: "Impossible, this is impossible, how can the flesh and blood resist my slash?"

The youth is not a newcomer demonhunter. He has gone through two years of military training before coming to the training camp to seek a breakthrough. He is confident that his divine artifact has a sword wind and even steel can be cut open, but he was beaten by the scar instructor with a fist. Broken, this fact cannot be accepted anyway.

The scar instructor’s glove has deep cuts, and there is faint blood flowing out between the fingers. Although it has suffered a little trauma, this injury is not a big deal to the scar instructor: "You only have this level. Right?"

The young man became angry, and the blue sword light soared. Two toes hit the ground like a gust of wind. The blue sword light continued to swallow like a poisonous snake, causing the sword shadow to bloom densely, covering up and down instantly, like a violent wind. The rain made people breathless.

Cloudhawk saw this pupil shrink slightly.

This person is far above him regardless of the speed strength.

Cloudhawk asked himself about the situation of the head-on confrontation, but with his ability, it was difficult to stop the youth.

The instructor Scar's body flashed like a ghost, and he could see through every attack of the youth. In the last wave of offensive, the instructor pulled away from a distance of two meters. The youth's eyes flashed fiercely, and strength, whose blade was ready to go, finally broke out again, and a huge blue sword wind swept across the sky.

So short distance, so fast, so powerful, young people who are not religious can stop it.

Who knew that at this moment, the instructor stood in the same place and the figure swayed, and the surrounding dust was lifted up. The instructor left an afterimage in the same place, and it disappeared out of thin air. Cloudhawk couldn't help widening his eyes when he saw this. He knew that the instructor wasn't really missing. He just burst out of incredible speed in an instant, so it gave people the illusion of disappearing suddenly.

Puff!

The blue sword wind blew through a wooden house~IndoMTL.com~ The whole wooden house was cut open from the middle, and it was divided into two halves on the spot. There was almost no resistance. It was not like cutting a house, like cutting one. A piece of paper, a petal, and a fallen leaf, separated silently from the middle.

The youth is really not weak. demonhunter, although there is a gap with Dawn Polaris and Frost de Winter, among the people on the scene, the strength can definitely be ranked in the top three, and it is not easy to be born as a nobleman.

No one can see the process clearly.

Because it happened in an instant.

The young man swung his sword wind arm without retracting it, but was suddenly grasped by an extremely thick hand, and twisted gently like a dead branch. The young man’s wrist was folded in the opposite direction to greater than ninety degrees. The corners of the bones were broken on the spot, and bone spurs even penetrated the skin.

The young man screamed, unable to hold divine artifact anymore, the cyan sword came out, nailed into a stone not far away, and sank like tofu, and the sharpness of the blade can be imagined.

"Hahaha!" The instructor smiled domineeringly: "Is that enough? You are not as good as an assistant teacher, so you dare to challenge me!"