As early as when the door opened, the subtle and invisible itchy poison powder was sprinkled into the air in front of the door.

They are so small that they float in the air, and as long as people walk through it, they will inevitably be contaminated.

However, how could Huang Ji be afraid of this? He walked up to him.

"Nice, it is poisoned and will start to scratch itself uncomfortablely for a minute or two at most, heart-wrenching!" Sethy said in his heart.

All the students stared at Huang Ji and watched him move towards the next trap.

Various traps are their test of the instructor's strength. If you want to take the students, you should be tested by the students first.

If they had not shown extraordinary strength in this series of "pranks" and made them feel 'just'.

These unruly students will eliminate the new instructor without mercy!

"Sigh!"

Huang Ji stepped onto the smooth floor, and from the gate to the playground where the students were, a large area was covered with super slippery fluid.

As soon as my feet stepped on it, they immediately slipped away.

"Haha! He is about to fall!" The students widened their eyes and waited for the next scene Huang Ji fell to the ground.

However, Huang Ji slipped and took a slid. Not only did he not fall, he slid several meters on the floor, and his body remained stable!

"Ah!" The students spoke in shock.

Huang Ji was on the smooth floor, eased, as if he was skating, his legs swung slightly, and he slipped out more than 40 meters and came to everyone.

It's too fast, and it's incredible that it can keep the center of gravity stable while sliding so quickly.

"So super synovial fluid can be used?"

"Of course, Dylan, the rising man who secretes it, can skate on the super synovial fluid! But it is very difficult. The tricks are very difficult to master. All the shifts of gravity can only be understood, not expressed in words."

"I didn't expect him to be so skilled... He should have just practiced it."

Several students muttered in a low voice, looking at Huang Ji who came to them in a second, and secretly said that he was wrong.

There are very few people who can specialize in training this technique, mainly because they cannot teach by words and deeds. Everyone has different weight and friction coefficients. Those who know can't teach people who can't teach them, so they can only keep striking and hitting on them and finally master the tricks.

"Your training method is really unique." Huang Ji said coldly.

Seti curled his lips and walked up to him and said, "Instructor, this is a welcome ceremony..."

"Bang!" Huang Ji kicked him away without giving him a chance to finish his words.

"Hiss!" The students were stunned by this sudden kick.

This instructor is too difficult to talk to, he just kicked without saying a word.

But Sethi was also extraordinary. Although he was caught off guard and could not avoid this kick, he reacted and relieved his strength the moment he was kicked away!

Those who are unruly often have real skills.

When Seth, who was kicked away, was unable to bear the force in the air, suddenly shrank, his knees were placed in front of his chest, and his body spinned for two and a half weeks, made a round kick, and then landed steadily.

The long legs were still drawing a big circle on the ground, and a breeze blew up.

The whole process was just kicked away for several meters, and did not fall down, and even looked very chic!

"Go!" Seti stood up and patted his clothes, without even snorting, as if the kick was just so powerful.

"Ahhhh!" But the classmate behind him was kicked several meters away by him and fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

"Why are you kicking me?"

Sethy was stunned. It turned out that when he adjusted his circumferential kicking force to adjust his landing posture, he just kicked the partner behind him.

But what he was shocked was not that he kicked someone, but why did his teammates who were kicked away wail?

"I'm sorry...I thought it's okay, is it so painful?"

"You won't be so painful with this kicking force, right?" Seti said with a strange expression.

Everyone survived the training that ordinary people could not bear. Who would not get hurt every day?

"Spores! Spores! Trough!"

But I saw my friend who was kicked off took his hand out of his pocket, and I saw that his arms were covered with spores as big as a tip of a little finger.

Those things are crimson and are growing stronger, and are obviously consuming blood and dividing themselves.

"Trough! The glass bottle of blood-sucking spores broke?" Sethy was dumbfounded.

This person was the student who had previously proposed to use blood-sucking spores, and the glass bottle containing the spores was hidden in his shirt pocket.

He put his hands in his pocket and held the glass bottle, ready to take it out and sprinkle it with a new instructor at any time.

The result was good. Just now, when Seth was lifted, he kicked it back and directly from the side, and it was accurately broken!

The blood-sucking spores instead made him his own hands!

This kind of thing parasitizes on the surface of the human body and can continuously suck blood and proliferate.

It will eventually spread throughout the body, which can theoretically suck people to death.

Of course, since they are used to play, there is naturally a law to cure.

"Hurry! Fire! Fire!" Serti shouted.

Vascospors are very easy to absorb heat, and they will soon die.

Sethy took out alcohol and poured it on his teammate's arm and ignited it.

The man's entire arm was on fire, gritting his teeth and enduring the severe pain, watching countless blood-sucking spores curl dryly like dead skin, and then turned into ashes.

With his physical fitness, some burns didn't matter at all, and the blood-sucking spores died faster under the fire.

"Are you special..." It hurts to be sucked by spores, and the man looked at Sethy complainingly.

Sethi was speechless. He didn't know such a coincidence. He didn't do anything tricks at that time, but he would just run into it.

"Ku, this instructor is so lucky..." Seti said intimately, staring at Huang Ji with dissatisfaction.

He failed several consecutive pranks, and even hurt his own people, which made him extremely irritated.

"Your name is Seth..." Huang Ji walked over and said.

"So what?" Sethy is the strongest student in this class. His physical fitness is approaching the evil dragon and his combat skills are also very good. The "Secret Technique of the Guardian of the Holy Grave" has a total of eight levels, and he has practiced to level six.

Every year, there will always be a few genius students. He is, as long as he can survive the collapse period, he is at the level of Saya.

"Kill teammates, get one hundred sticks by yourself, Somi, you can do it." Huang Ji said, jumping onto the training table.

"Trough, he jumped over the carpet bomb." Sethy stared at Huang Ji and let Somi bring a wooden stick and hit him.

"Bang! Bang!" Every stick was strong and powerful.

The wooden stick is about the thickness of an adult's arm and is of very good quality. It breaks after ten consecutive hits.

Somi took another stick and continued to beat it. After repeated breaking, a hundred pieces were broken before it was finished.

During the whole process, Sethi didn't say anything. He was beaten and looked at Huang Ji.

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

"No... why didn't he get poisonous?"

"Shouldn't it be so irritating and start to wail and scratch?"

Not only Sethy, but everyone found something was wrong.

Sethi gritted her teeth, her back was covered in blood and her breathing began to be rapid, almost inhaling from her teeth.

On the other hand, Huang Ji's face was still changing and his expression was calm, and there seemed to be no sign of poisoning at all.

Hawke, who had a crossbow hidden behind him, had a very good look. He squinted his eyes and could even see the fine powder stained on Huang Ji's neck and arms.

"He was indeed poisoned, why didn't he move?"

"Can't it..."

Hawke seemed to think of something and asked in a trembling voice: "Teacher... Instructor. Do you... do you feel?"

Huang Ji looked at him and said, "Are you saying itchy?"

"..." Everyone was shocked, and this guy felt it!

"Impossible...he is resisting?"

"How can I withstand this! This kind of poison is extremely itchy. So far, no one has been able to lose his composure by the experimenter!"

Many of the students have actually experienced this strange itchy poison. Anyone who has felt that pain, without exception, dare not try it again!

How could someone be so calm under that kind of torture?

"I don't believe it!" Seti heard this without saying a word, suddenly pushed away Somi, leaped onto the stage, rushed to Huang Ji, and reached out to touch his arm.

"Serty!" Hawke wanted to remind him that he would be poisoned.

But Sethy doesn't care. He doesn't believe that anyone can endure this pain. If Instructor Long can do it, then he can do it too!

However, soon, he felt the extremely strong sensory stimulation.
To be continued...