"So I simplified the knowledge and didn't teach you anything other than to improve your physical fitness.

Well, when you become a full-fledged Demon Hunter apprentice, you can make up for it!"

Balk knows these things, Wang Zhenling and the others will know sooner or later, it is better to make it clear now.

And even if Wang Zhenling and the others were somewhat mentally prepared, they were all stunned at this time.

Aren't they specially trained elites?

"I don't have to think too much about it, I was able to reach the peak of my physical fitness through three months of extreme training.

Each of you is very good, whether it is qualifications or quality, you are worthy of being elite!"

Balk comforted them, "Maybe I'm working on a revolutionary change in witcher cultivation. It's just that these people's heads are solidified, and they can't accept it for the time being.

When you're good enough in the future, they're going to be impressed with you?"

Really?

Maybe others believed it, but Wang Zhenling didn't believe it at all.

This Balk himself has no confidence!

To put it bluntly, they were originally some cannon fodder!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenling suddenly opened his mouth and said, "That's right, mentor. I've heard that if you pay for the alchemy potion yourself, you can choose your own job after you finish your studies, right?"

"Yes, yes, I've heard it from my family!"

Several students in the elite class said one after another.

Poor and rich, none of the families who can be admitted to the Demon Hunter School are truly poor.

There are even some people who come from quite good backgrounds!

Wang Zhenling can get some news, and they naturally can, and they have already prepared.

It's just that along the way, Balk didn't give them a chance to speak.

Now that Wang Zhenling speaks first, others will naturally not miss the opportunity!

Balke's face changed slightly, these are all cannon fodder that the school has cultivated so easily, how can they be allowed to choose freely?

"That's a good thing to say, but you know that the school is costing you so much.

Moreover, you must know that after becoming an official witcher, it will be more difficult and more expensive......"

"It doesn't matter, how much does it cost?

Dylan said bluntly, directly demonstrating what it means to be wealthy.

Balk's face sank: "Have you figured it out, if you don't work in the school after you graduate, then it will be difficult to learn the true secret power of the school!"

"All I have to do is be a witcher...... Dylan muttered quietly.

Others were hesitant.

Wang Zhenling sighed, regardless of whether others wanted to learn the so-called true secret power.

However, Wang Zhenling must learn!

......

"You may have heard before that when you reach two hundred, you can take alchemical potions, activate supernatural powers, and become a full-fledged apprentice. But I tell you, it's all fake!"

This is an alchemy laboratory that looks like an operating room.

Britt Alchemist, who looked a bit of an alchemist, said.

Wang Zhenling and Dylan were surprised by these words: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not!" the alchemist sneered: "Whoever pretends to be clever among himself and drinks this alchemy potion will ensure that he will immediately have a rotten stomach and will not die again!"

In fact, the real effect of this alchemical elixir is external use. Balk, let them see!"

"Okay!"

Balk said, taking off his coat.

You can see that he has several tattoos on his body, especially on his chest, arms, and back.

Others hadn't seen anything yet, but Wang Zhenling's pupils shrank slightly.

Because he found that the tattoos on Balk's body were not untargeted, but all the important points on his body.

"Is it ......?"

Wang Zhenling's eyes flickered, and he had already heard the alchemist say lightly: "This is the Holy Emblem......

In fact, if you want to become a real demon hunter, you have to use alchemy potions to engrave the holy emblem on your body in order to have great power!"

As the alchemist explained, the tattoo on Nabalk's body, the so-called emblem, began to glow faintly.

It seemed that the light was moving along with the emblem, and the next moment, Balk seemed to become translucent, and a faint light shot out from within.

Let his whole person seem to become like a light man!

Others didn't know what this meant, but Wang Zhenling was shocked: "Is this all true......

No, not really. Only when this emblem is activated, his whole body has a power similar to that of the whole truth......

In normal times, he was still mortal...... But even so, it's powerful enough.

No wonder you have been able to fight with my Heavenly Court for so long!"

As he thought about it, the light on Balk's body had gradually faded away.

"See? This is the power of the emblem. The more emblems you have on your body, the more powerful you will be. Now tell me, which of you will come first?" said the alchemist.

"I'll do it first!"

Before Dylan and the others could react, Wang Zhenling had already said unceremoniously.

......

Wang Zhenling was lying on an operating table, his hands and feet had been immobilized, and Balk and several people stood beside him and watched him.

"This is the latest Holy Emblem Elixir, which has reduced the pain by about a tenth!

But you still have to be prepared for a very painful mental situation.

In order to prevent you from waiting to go crazy and destroy the things here, we are going to tie you up for the time being, understand?"

"Understood! Come on......"

Wang Zhenling gritted his teeth.

"Good!"

The alchemist smiled, with a bit of cruelty and excitement.

Wang Zhenling has no doubt that this guy is psychopathic.

In fact, the first time he saw this alchemist, Wang Zhenling connected him with things like Frankenstein.

But it doesn't matter, he needs to obtain the power of the Holy Emblem, no matter how painful it is, it doesn't matter!

This alchemist slowly took out countless props for carving the holy emblem, which seemed to be all kinds of needles.

Just looking at it, you will feel how painful it will be to be stabbed on your body.

changed to a different person, and was already frightened by these at the moment.

However, Wang Zhenling ignored it at all.

"It seems that you are really good enough to ......," the alchemist said, and without hesitation, he stabbed a needle full of alchemical elixir into Wang Zhenling's lower abdomen.

Hiss, a huge pain immediately pierced through, making Wang Zhenling almost think that the needle had pierced his lower abdomen.

This guy did it on purpose!

As long as he looked at this alchemist with excitement on his face, Wang Zhenling knew.

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