"This Sword Immortal ruins will only capture the soul after death. If you appear here, it means that you are already dead in the original world."
What do you mean, I am soul-piercing? But.
Liang De showed the back of his left hand and said doubtfully:
"But my body is still my original body, even the scar on my left index finger is exactly the same."
"Your body was remade from the ruins of the Sword Immortal. You should be able to imagine this after the injuries caused by the Sawtooth Lizard Lion were completely repaired."
Lin Baolong patted his thigh, which was thicker than his A4 waist, and said:
"The lethal amount of human flesh consumed by a saw-toothed lizard lion is about 8 kilograms. During the entrance exam, I was bitten off half of my calf by that beast. After repairing it, it was exactly the same as before, even the scars were the same."
The weight of human limbs generally only accounts for about 15% of body weight, and half of a calf weighs 8 kilograms... Supervisor Lin, you are quite heavy.
It turns out that you can pass the exam as long as part of your body is chewed off. It is not a fatal situation, it is just a test.
Is the past me dead?
Liang De looked at his real left hand, and a sense of absurdity suddenly arose.
"I have applied for seven days of tutoring time from the General Instruction Office on your behalf. If you cannot become a qualified combatant after seven days, you will die."
Liang De hadn't reacted yet: "Death?"
"If an ordinary student is killed by a student from another school, 100 points will be deducted from the school, and 50 points will be added to the school where the killer belongs.
The first-year students in the Lu Department of Education are ranked at the bottom in terms of scores this semester and can no longer afford to deduct 100 points.
You are too weak now. What happened just now happened suddenly, and there are departmental boundaries in the general education classroom. Otherwise, it would be easy for Bai Hekong to kill you.
Bai Hekong is only a first-year study committee member of the Maritime Studies Department, and there are countless people better than her on one hand.
If you are unable to break through the realm of the Divine Realm after seven days and become a qualified combat force for the first-year students of the Lu Academy, the first-year students of the Lu Academy will kill you as soon as possible to avoid deducting points."
"Why? Are scores more important than lives?"
Liang De feels that it is getting more and more ridiculous. Can a few credits be a reason to kill?
"Of course life is the most important thing. In Sheng Wuxu Private High School, scores are life.
After the final exam, the lower-ranked departments will be randomly killed by the Sword Immortal Relics.
The first place does not move, the second place randomly kills one-tenth, and the third place randomly kills one-seventh.
Moreover, 1 credit corresponds to 10 grade points, and grade points can be used to exchange for various resources. If the score difference is too large and the department is weak, the probability of all members being killed will increase.
In Sheng Wuxu Private High School, those who are too weak have no value in surviving. Everyone will kill you in order to increase their own survival rate.
If you want to survive, you have to become stronger."
Liang De didn't speak, and after a while he spoke:
"When is it now? How long will it take to break through the realm you mentioned?"
Lin Baolong said solemnly: "We are now in the fourth month of the first semester of high school. The fastest person in the first grade to become a god is Ji Shen, the head of the Department of Aeronautics and Astronautics. The breakthrough time was three months ago."
After Liang De stopped laughing, his voice raised excitedly:
"The fastest is one semester and one month, why don't you just kill me!"
Lin Baolong was a little surprised and said: "I think people always want to live. Living is the most basic and normal idea for a person, so I will help if I can. I will not kill anyone unless I have to."
You are such a strange person, big guy, that you can still survive in this hellish place with this kind of thinking...
Liang De lowered his head and kicked the turf randomly with his toes.
"People want to live only if they are happy. I had not been happy for a long time before I traveled through time. I don't think I will be happy in the future when I travel to a place where people kill people like this.
You said that this high school is the ruins of the Sword Immortal. If the Sword Immortal left this place, he might not be able to see others live well even if he dies. He just wants everyone to kill each other and struggle in all kinds of ugly ways."
"Maybe, no one knows what Sheng Wuxu was thinking before he died." Lin Baolong said, "Then what do you want to do? Do you want me to kill you now?"
"Will it hurt?" Liang De asked.
"It hurts, very painful. When I died in my previous life, my head was smashed by a master who used a fine iron mourning stick. I thought that after twenty-five years of training as an Ouchi guard, I was not afraid of pain or death, but
I made a very disgusting, very unpleasant sound when I died."
"Forget it, death doesn't matter. I'm afraid of pain. I'll be even more afraid when I know the pain will come soon. It's better not to know when I will die."
Liang De's voice was weak, and there was no hint of happiness or sadness.
"I will take you to the General Affairs Office first to get textbooks, school uniforms, special mobile phones and other school supplies." Lin Baolong took out his mobile phone and looked at it. "The tutor has already been contacted. After you get the things, go to the self-study room to make up the lessons."
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Sheng Wuxu private high school teaching area complex building, self-study room.
"I saw Sheng Wuxu sternly shouting, 'Unsheath', and just as he was about to sacrifice his life-threatening Demonic Flying Sword, Tai Feng strode forward and grabbed the thief Sheng Wuxu's arm.
The collar, the striker was a big-eared scraper, 'Beast! What's wrong with you!', Sheng Wuxu's eyes were filled with stars, and the world was spinning. This dog thief still insisted on being tough, and he only shouted 'Well done!'
When Tai Feng first heard this, he was furious and said, "You are a thief, you dare to answer this! A certain family spans the sky and the sea, thundering in the heavens. It is not in vain to be called the number one person below the Purple Tribulation. You are a useless worldly treasure, like a dog."
, Is he worthy of being called the number one person below Zi Jie?', He brought up the iron fist as big as a casserole and punched Wuxu's head with just one punch, and the dog thief's pickled soul was shattered with a hammer. At that time,
It's like knocking over a wet garbage sorting bin..."
"Teacher Mo..." Liang De raised his left hand in a sea of spittle, interrupting the lecturer Mo Feisheng, who was wearing a full-length cloak and a beard on the podium of the small study room, and scolded Sheng Wuxu, who was full of energy.
He was originally weak and depressed, but after listening to the tutor's non-stop passionate talk for thirty minutes, his energy level somehow improved.
"You just said that no one in the world except Tai Fengxian of Thunder Evil Sect knows about the situation of Sheng Wuxu's last battle, but the part you talked about about Tai Fengxian's anger against Sheng Wuxu was full of details and vivid dialogue. Where did you come from?
…”
Mo Feisheng looked unhappy, and his beard exploded: "Do you even need to ask? Of course I made it up myself!
When I was turned into a Yin Demon puppet by the thief Sheng Wuxu, only Chi Jie was in the lower position. He had just gained the reputation of being the invincible in the southwest in his hometown. His ancestors were killed by Rita. When I died, I was fighting with someone. All I knew was a flash of sword light.
When the head fell to the ground, I didn't even see who killed me.
This bitch Sheng Wuxu is so shameless. When the Blue Tribulation Sword Immortal kills the Red Tribulation Walker, he secretly attacks him. He is just a dog!
The Yin demon puppets released during the battle between this dog thief and Tai Fengxian were at least the highest level of Chi Jie. They were all beaten to ashes, with not a single bird feather left.
At that time, those of us Yin demon puppets below the level of Red Tribulation were locked in the Jiyin Bo Demon Sword. Our souls were sealed and we had no sense of anything. We had no idea what was going on.
It wasn't until after the establishment of the school that we found some of Sheng Wuxu's remaining resentment that we found out that he was beaten to death by the Tai Feng of the Thunder Evil Sect.
A good kill, a good kill, it’s really a pleasure, but it’s a pity that I couldn’t see with my own eyes that the thief Sheng Wuxu had his head blown off!”
After being led by Lin Baolong to receive all kinds of school supplies, Liang De was sent to the small study room to learn the common knowledge about the relics of the Sword Immortal under the guidance of his grumpy old brother Mo Feisheng.
After a lot of fussing, he had some basic understanding of the current situation.
Mo Feisheng mainly talked about two things.
First, Sheng Wuxu is a dog! Now he is dead! How cool!
Second, Sheng Wuxu, the Blue Tribulation Sword Immortal, was beaten by Tai Feng of the Thunder Evil Sect until his soul collapsed and his mind became insane. However, the moment before his death, he vaguely touched the doorway to the creation of the Purple Tribulation realm.
When he was dying, the Zuodao swordsman crossed the border and used the purple calamity magical power, and based on the disintegrating soul and the natal flying sword, he created a world on the other side with strange rules in the sea.
This other world is the ruins of the Sword Immortal, Sheng Wuxu Private Senior High School.
The faculty and staff of this school are all Yin demon puppets who were sacrificed and sacrificed after being killed by Sheng Wuxu with the Yin-gathering Demonic Sword. They are forced to run the school according to the rules of this other side of the world.
The Sword Immortal Ruins collects hundreds of souls of the dead who accidentally enter Kukai Kaihara every year, reshapes them into bodies and recruits them into the school, and then spends three years cultivating these travelers from different worlds into "talents with both luck and strength."
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Liang De secretly smiled bitterly: "If you want to survive for three years in this place where you kill each other randomly, you will have to become a talent with both luck and strength."
"There are still two months left before the end of the semester. Not only are the scores of your first-year students at the Lu School at the bottom, but they have reached the point where as long as one more ordinary member dies, you will not be able to make a comeback by relying on the final exam. Lin Baolong asked me to give him 50 grade points.
If you make up lessons, you are just trying to survive.
We’ve pretty much talked about the school stuff, now let me practice it with you.”
Mo Feisheng stood up and suddenly pulled off his cloak.
A huge human-shaped shadow enveloped Liang De, and Mo Feisheng's arrogant and overwhelming momentum on the podium was like a tsunami.
"Within two months, you'd better be able to successfully enter the world and become a Jie Yuan practitioner at the lower level of Bai Jie. Otherwise, if you ruin my reputation as a gold medal tutor, I will kill you with my own hands."
Liang De opened his mouth and looked at Mo Feisheng's white general's military uniform under his cloak. The word "海" as big as a bowl was clearly visible on his chest.
"Teacher Mo, why are you wearing the clothes of the Department of Maritime Studies?!"