The students no longer had the heart to look for tokens. They were all quietly killing time and waiting.
Two hours have passed.
The students in the martial arts academy felt anxious, uneasy, nervous and afraid.
The loud bells in the castle rang, striking everyone's hearts one by one.
Immediately, a weak-willed classmate fell to the ground, twitching and groaning. The howling sounded as miserable as a wild boar being slaughtered in a slaughterhouse!
The sounds of pain seemed to be contagious, and the remaining students fell to the ground one after another. In an instant, the entire castle was like hell on earth, with wailing everywhere.
Fang Fang couldn't stand it anymore and rubbed his hands against the wall. The two curse marks flickered and the pain spread from his arms to his heart and then to his head like needles. He felt his head buzzing, as if thousands of flies were flying around his ears.
"Brother Xiaohai... I beg you... cut off my hand quickly!" Fang Fang shouted while rolling on the ground.
Wang Xiaohai grabbed Fang Fang's collar, dragged him away, ran to the washing area in the castle, turned on the faucet, and threw Fang Fang under the water.
"Are you sober now?" Wang Xiaohai said.
He thought that the cold water would have a numbing and analgesic effect, and in fact it did have a little effect. Fang Fang no longer screamed, but just curled up into a ball and shivered under the water.
Fang Fang was unable to answer Wang Xiaohai's words. He was afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would scream.
On the other hand, Mr. Liu's five beginner Qingwu students only lasted ten minutes before they fell to the ground and rolled around like the other students, screaming in pain.
"Very good, now you believe what I said, I didn't lie to you." The cold voice in the castle spread throughout the castle again.
No one doubted it anymore.
Fifteen minutes later, the pain for everyone in the castle stopped.
The students leaned against the wall, sweating profusely, and many cowardly people were crying loudly!
"I don't want to study anymore. I want to go home." A girl's hands were scratched and blood dripped onto her skirt, looking weird and eerie.
"If I had known that after graduating from high school, I would have worked in my hometown instead of coming to Qingliu City to study in college." A male classmate stared at the wall lamp in a daze.
"No, I don't regret it!" Ji Bude regained consciousness and said to the people around him, "Ever since I embarked on the path of a warrior, I knew that one day I would die. But I didn't hesitate at all, because I knew this was my choice, my only choice. What does danger and death matter? What does pain matter? Hey - what did I just say?"
After Qian Feng was tortured by the pain, a ruthless light flashed in his eyes, and the other four beginners fell silent.
The students stopped looking for tokens and walked to the four teleportation points, waiting for them to open.
It is better to retire and study than to lose your life!
The second curse mark struck. This time, one of the classmates could not bear the pain, so he went to the kitchen of the castle and picked up a bone-chopping knife to cut off his left hand, but it was useless. The mark on his left hand was transferred to his left foot.
When the other students saw the student's broken left hand, they all took a few steps back and moved away from him.
"Really? You're afraid of me?" the classmate roared. "Why are you afraid of me?"
No one answered him.
"I think there's something wrong with the way you look at me. You're looking down on me!" The classmate with the broken hand slashed at a boy who was retreating next to him.
The boy had no time to dodge and was chopped down by the classmate with the broken hand, and blood was all over the ground.
The mark on the left foot of the student with the broken hand turned into a point of light and dissipated in the air.
Upon seeing this, the students at the east teleportation point scattered and fled in all directions!
The student with the broken hand chased after the two slowest runners.
The two men were moving at about the same speed, only half a body length apart. The last man was the boy who had laughed at Fang Fang and Wang Xiaohai at the train station. He gritted his teeth, suddenly reached out and grabbed the man in front of him, throwing him backwards.
I only heard a scream from behind!
He kept walking, not daring to look back, thinking that the classmate with the broken hand had killed two people, and now that there was no mark, he would probably let him go.
For a moment, all the ugliness in people's hearts seemed to be ignited and exploded!
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