"Class time has started, why are you still distracted..."
In a languid murmur, the figure amidst the dust crackled its joints, crossed the cracked marble square, and lightly patted the branch in its hand that served as a weapon.
Pain, almost reaching the physiological limit!
Every bone in the body, every inch of muscle, was sending piercing pain, the overwhelmed nerves had already converted these unbearable sensations into numbness, to reduce the burden on the body and prevent the tortured subject from fainting.
But even so, the Divine Blood Heroes embedded in the stone wall struggled repeatedly, still unable to control their numb, broken limbs, and could only emit painful moans from their throats.
At this moment, a certain initiator walked leisurely in front of the stone wall, critiquing the victims:
"The first one, the third one, the fourth one, the eighth one... strength and pressure resistance are mediocre, but the skills are poor and the reaction is not qualified..."
