God of Doomsday Summoning Synthesis System

As night fell, the originally silent atmosphere of the Dark Dragon Rider Huangquan training camp was instantly filled with a sharp scream.

I saw a male student having his head cut off by his female companion. Blood splashed all over the girl, but the girl didn't pay attention at all. Instead, she stuck out her tongue and licked the blood on the dagger, showing an expression of enjoyment.

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But Jun Yutian and the students next to him seemed not to be surprised by this scene, and three corpses had fallen beside Jun Yutian.

Night is also the bloodiest moment in the Huangquan training camp. Because only ten people are left in each session of the Huangquan training camp, fighting is inevitable. Instead, the Huangquan training camp encourages students to fight each other.

It was another cruel and bloody night. As the horn sounded the next day, many students gathered on the playground again. Compared with the more than ninety people yesterday, the number of people in the Huangquan training camp has now dropped to more than seventy people.

"Ha, scumbags, it seems you had a great time last night. I'm really happy to see you again!"

The bald instructor, holding a black stick in his right hand, appeared again in front of Jun Yutian and many other students, then showed a sinister smile, and a new torture began.

The remaining more than seventy students kept screaming under the bald instructor's stick, and without exception they fainted again. The bald instructor walked up to Jun Yutian with a sneer on his face, and said with some surprise in his eyes.

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"Huh? You seem different, kid. You've become stronger again. Very good. Let's see how many more hits you can take!"

After saying that, the black stick in the bald instructor's hand was raised and fell on Jun Yutian again, hitting him three times in a row. The strong pain continued to erode Jun Yutian's nerves, but Jun Yutian still stood with a cold sweat on his face.

In situ.

There was an expression of admiration on the bald instructor's face, but his men showed no mercy. Instead, they hit Jun Yutian harder. Seven sticks were counted by Jun Yutian.

When he couldn't help but fall to the ground, the bald instructor's face was already full of shock.

"This is only the second day. A third-level kid can actually hold me up so many times. Where did Luo Yuqing get such a freak?"

Night fell again, and Jun Yutian woke up from the severe pain again. Today he became even hungrier. After Jun Yutian ate the green reagent he sent, he didn't feel any sense of fullness yet, and then he

Jun Yutian took out all the food and water in the chessboard space, but it still had no effect.

The strong sense of hunger continued to provoke Jun Yutian's nerves. Jun Yutian roared angrily and extended his claws to the other students in the Huangquan training camp. There was another bloody storm. Jun Yutian relied on the powerful recovery ability of his passive skills and tenacity. In the blink of an eye,

He snatched the green reagent from the students who had plans against him last night and killed the students who resisted.

After Jun Yutian swallowed all three green reagents he brought back, he felt full. The bald instructor who saw this scene in the distance nodded slowly and said to several subordinates behind him.

"Prepare five more concentrated energy potions for this kid starting tomorrow!"

"yes!"

"Then the old man's people should have noticed this kid. There will be a good show tonight!"

After saying that, the bald instructor sneered and slowly walked into the shadows, and the sky in Huangquan became even redder.