Chapter 2 Little San, please sign for your little dance
In Notting City.
"Si Ming, Xiaosan, you are all children from our village. You must support each other after you arrive at the Soul Master Academy. You must become the hope of our Holy Soul Village in the future. Grandpa is getting old. I hope to see you become successful and famous in his lifetime.
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"I understand, grandpa, we will definitely not let you down." Jiang Siming and Tang San said together.
Old Jack has a deeper yearning for soul masters than ordinary people. He was born in this continent where soul masters dominate. Life and death are dominated by soul masters. Soul masters are the beliefs and gods in the hearts of ordinary people. Maybe Old Jack has had it before.
An indelible dream.
"Children, here we are, this is Notting College." Old Jack breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw the four shining golden characters, his eyes were full of longing.
Jiang Siming saw all this, and he secretly vowed that he would not disappoint his Grandpa Jack. He has the system, and his future has unlimited possibilities.
"This little brother, I'm here to bring the work-study students from our village to report. This is proof that the Wuhun Hall has been opened." Old Jack said with a hint of pride.
"Go, go, go, where did this old lunatic come from? The martial soul blue silver grass has innate soul power. You think I'm an idiot, get out of here and don't bother me." The young man said arrogantly.
The eyes of Jiang Siming and Tang San behind Old Jack immediately turned cold. Tang San was about to speak, but Jiang Siming spoke first. Although he knew the plot, he still couldn't bear to let Old Jack be humiliated.
"Who are you? Are you so sure that we are not soul masters? Who dares to forge the proof of Wuhun Palace? Do you want to die?" Jiang Siming received it coldly, and his first Wuhun was quietly released.
.Suddenly murderous aura overflowed. Tang San on the side also jumped.
"Is this Brother Siming's martial spirit? It's so strong."
"Apologise" Jiang Siming said coldly again, his murderous intent even stronger.
"I asked you to apologize!"
The young man was startled. He knew he was in big trouble. Although Jiang Siming was only six or seven years old, as long as he was a soul master, ordinary people couldn't afford to offend him. This time he was really afraid.
"What's going on?" A middle-aged man who looked a little rough but could not hide his handsomeness walked slowly over.
Jiang Siming suddenly broke away from his murderous state.
"What's wrong with me?" It seems that my rusty sword master is killing me.
"This teacher, we are work-study students, but this person won't let us report." Tang San said.
"This is the proof of Wuhun Palace"
"It proves that there is no problem, you can go in." The master said.
"Wait, I need him to apologize." Jiang Siming spoke again.
The master looked at the trembling young man and glared at him.
"I'm sorry," the young man said tremblingly.
"Not to me, but to my grandfather."
"sorry"
"Forget it this time, if there is a next time, wipe your neck clean." Jiang Siming snorted coldly.
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After saying goodbye to old Jack.
"Teacher, can you take us to report?" Tang San asked.
"I'm not a teacher, but you can call me master. By the way, you are a twin martial soul, right?"
Tang San was shocked. He had only told Tang Hao about this matter, but the master guessed it with just one piece of evidence.
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The following is the old bridge section, I won’t say more. Tang San worshiped the master as his disciple.
Jiang Siming and Tang San were both assigned to the seventh house.
"Stop, my name is Wang Sheng, come and fight with me. The winner is the boss of Qishe." Wang Sheng stopped Jiang Siming and Tang San.
Jiang Siming complained in his heart, he was too middle school, hot-blooded high school?
"Okay, I'll fight you, Xiao San. I know I can't beat you yet. If I can't do it, why don't you do it?" Jiang Siming is self-aware and doesn't need the Donghuang Bell. He really can't beat Tang San now, but he has a system.
Ah, it was only a matter of time before he surpassed Tang San.
"Let's take action"
Wang Sheng's martial spirit is a tiger. Although it is an ordinary tiger, it is also a good martial spirit.
"Possessed by a martial spirit!" Wang Sheng yelled and rushed over.
Jiang Siming held a rusty sword in his hand, holding it across his chest, making a blocking gesture. The next moment, Wang Sheng's tiger claws struck the sword, making a sharp sound. Jiang Siming suddenly felt a huge force moving towards him.
He attacked by himself. There was a surge of energy and blood in his chest, and he pushed Wang Sheng away with all his strength, and then swung his sword away. A sword energy struck Wang Sheng, instantly cutting his left arm.
Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Siming jumped up and put his sword against Wang Sheng's neck and said, "I win."
"I lost." Wang Sheng said unwillingly.
Jiang Siming withdrew his martial spirit, looked back at Tang San and said, "Xiao San, you will be the boss of Qi She from now on."
Tang San was stunned for a moment, he was still surprised that Jiang Siming's Rusty Sword would release sword energy. Of course he was surprised, and Jiang Siming also looked confused. The Rusty Sword definitely had more secrets. He wanted to get the spirit ring as soon as possible
Yes, Jiang Siming's actual combat skills are nothing.
After a while, there was another knock on the door. Jiang Siming guessed that Xiao Wu had arrived.
Mistress, mistress, please sign for your Xiaowu when it arrives.
It was Wang Sheng who opened the door. If there is a reason for being single, someone like Wang Sheng must be single based on his strength. How can anyone come in and ask, "We had a fight."
"Okay, who of you is the boss? Come forward." Xiao Wu's clear voice echoed in Qishe.
Everyone looked at Jiang Siming. Jiang Siming said that he had nothing to do with me. He turned to look at Tang San arrogantly and thought, "Brother, I am helping you." He smiled.
In the expected ending, Xiao Wu rode on Tang San's head. Tang San stood up as Jiang Siming smiled evilly.
"Okay, I won the battle, and I will be the boss of Qishe from now on."
The first day of playing around in the "Little Dance Sister" is finally over.
The next day, Jiang Siming took a half-day off on the grounds of purchasing. Of course, it would take more than half a day to hunt for soul rings, but let's talk about it first. After all, his innate soul power was only "level five".
In fact, Jiang Siming originally wanted to go with Xiao San, but he couldn't wait any longer and had to sign in again. This time he got a soul ring worth more than 1,500 years in the Star Dou Forest. The time limit was five days. It's no exaggeration.
To put it bluntly, this is no different from committing suicide. But the system prompts that the second martial spirit can be used. Jiang Siming immediately thought that the use of martial spirits will be prohibited when hunting spirit beasts in the future.
Finally, Jiang Siming arrived at the edge of the Star Dou Forest. There were trees and vines everywhere. From a distance, they looked like they could eat people. In fact, countless people died in the Star Dou Forest every year.
Even in his two lifetimes, Jiang Siming has never experienced a true battle of blood and fire. It is impossible to say that he is not afraid, but Jiang Siming knows that even if he has the system in hand, no one has the determination to become stronger.
it's useless.
"Then come on."
At this moment, Jiang Siming has truly grown up. Maybe he can escape, rely on his martial arts and talents to join the big forces, and rely on them to obtain soul rings. Jiang Siming will still be a peerless strong man, but he will always be a coward.