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Chapter 9 System Are you kidding me?

Four years later.

Jiang Siming, who was doing his daily "morning exercises", was called over by the dean.

The "morning exercise" is of course Jiang Siming, who practices alone with Zao Wuji every day.

Over the past four years, Jiang Siming's fighting skills have become more and more proficient. He has completely broken away from the level where he can only fight with soul skills. His fighting skills are hard to guard against, and Zhao Wuji is also quite troublesome. Jiang Siming's Immortal Killing Sword is very difficult

Mao, after every battle, only Jiang Siming himself could eliminate the murderous intent inherent in the sword energy. Otherwise, the piece of flesh that Zhao Wuji injured would definitely become necrotic.

Of course, Zhao Wuji was Jiang Siming's sparring partner, and Jiang Siming gave him a body-building pill.



"Si Ming, I have a task for you today. A new batch of little monsters have come to the college, which are a bit difficult to deal with. Originally, I wanted Old Zhao to go there and dampen their spirits. But after thinking about it, I'm afraid that Old Zhao

If you can't convince them, it's up to you to do the work. After all, peers put a lot of pressure on them." Flanders said with a ruddy face.

The book has been selling well in the past few years. As a best-seller in the previous life and one of the pinnacles of the pretentious and slap-in-the-face style, of course it is also a best-seller in Douluo Continent. The finances of the academy are finally getting better. It is not as dilapidated as in the original book.

Jiang Siming thought for a while, "Counting the time, those guys should have arrived."

"Okay, Dean." Jiang Siming agreed.

"Now is the fourth test. Survive a stick of incense under your future student, Jiang Siming." Dai Mubai said jokingly. Waiting to see these guys make a fool of themselves.

Today's Dai Mubai has taken Jiang Siming's elixir, and because of Jiang Siming's existence, he is not as bohemian as in the original work. Now he has reached the terrifying level of level 39. You must know that he is only 15 years old this year.

Ah. Besides, practicing with Jiang Siming every day, the actual combat skills are not compromised.

But our Jiang Siming is still at level 29, because the next sign-in task is to defeat Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu led by Tang San. Jiang Siming doesn't dare to gamble. He doesn't know the end of the sign-in system.

Is it? As he guessed, it is a continuous sign-in. Is it possible to skip this sign-in and directly ask for the next sign-in? It will be considered as a failure to sign in this time and a re-signing will be carried out. In any case, various events in the previous life

In the game, no matter what the game is, there is a price to pay for re-signing.

During this process, Jiang Siming discovered that soul power can be compressed.

Most soul masters only focus on improving the level, and few stop. At most, they focus on laying a solid foundation. Few can focus on improving the quality of soul power. Even if someone discovers that soul power can be compressed, how many people can give up on breakthroughs?

Temptation. After all, who is willing to waste the improved soul power of the age group and waste time to compress the soul power. As for the older generation of strong men, who are slow in cultivation, who is willing to fall down and compress the soul power? In the end, the gain outweighs the loss.

But Jiang Siming is a weirdo. It's not that he doesn't want to improve. It's that he can only wait. Therefore, compressing the soul power and making the soul power stronger is Jiang Siming's only choice.

"Senior, are you kidding me? The four of us are not that weak." Ning Rongrong said arrogantly.

"Brother Siming, you won't be that easy to deal with." Tang San said seriously.

"What? Tang San, do you know Jiang Siming?" Dai Mubai asked curiously.

"We are from the same sect. To be precise, we have a common teacher." Tang San smiled.

"Such a coincidence. It's really fate." Dai Mubai chuckled.

"I got to know him because I had a fight with him, and I got to know you because I had a fight with you. But he beat me badly. You still have a lot to do!" Dai Mubai laughed.

"Mubai, what are you so happy about? Oh, mistress. Why are you here? Did the teacher come with you?" Although he knew the plot, Jiang Siming still had to pretend to ask.

"No, Brother Siming, the teacher should have other things to deal with." Tang San replied.

"Okay, you should know that I am today's examiner, right?" Jiang Siming glanced at the four people.

When I first saw the aloof Zhu Zhuqing, my eyelids twitched. It felt familiar, but I didn't pay much attention to it.

"Let me tell you the rules. You can use any method or any means to force me to use soul skills or survive the time of a stick of incense. Even if you pass the assessment."

"You're really good at bragging. You look about the same age as us. What's so great about it?" Xiao Wu muttered in a low voice.

"Xiao Wu, don't underestimate brother Siming. Since the academy asked him to take action, he can really do it." Tang San said.

In fact, Tang San didn't really believe that Jiang Siming could defeat them without using soul skills. After all, he was also a proud person. But he was cautious by nature, so he still warned them.

"Mubai, light some incense." Jiang Siming said.

"The assessment begins" Dai Mubai shouted.

"The spirit of the king" Jiang Siming released this powerful skill at the beginning. It doesn't have to be used in vain, and it doesn't consume soul power anyway. Who doesn't have the dream of being in the second grade?

In an instant, Jiang Siming's temperament changed drastically. If he was harmless to humans and animals just now, he is now a high-ranking emperor.

"Don't be distracted, Ning Rongrong assists, Zhu Zhuqing interferes with him. I will control him, Xiao Wu will find an opportunity to get closer." Tang San reacted quickly and gave the most correct command.

"Not bad, since I got rid of my domineering aura so quickly." Jiang Siming smiled.

Maybe it was the elixir given by Jiang Siming, which changed some of the plot. Tang San is now level 30. But he has not obtained the soul ring. Jiang Siming guessed that the master wanted Tang San to compress his soul power. The 12-year-old level 30

Soul masters must have no shortage of talent. If they want to go further in the future and be stronger than their peers, they must learn to be patient.

At this time, Zhu Zhuqing had already rushed over, and activated his first soul skill, Nether Thrust. He attacked from behind, trying to catch Jiang Siming off guard. But Jiang Siming was already an old man, and he had seen too many such attack methods. Both feet

Stomping on the ground, he raised his body backwards. He grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's hands and violently threw her out. There was no mercy at all.

He straightened up and instantly used his strength to pass through Tang San and run towards Ning Rongrong. The auxiliary spirit master is the most important person in the spirit master team in addition to the control spirit master. It is too troublesome to deal with Tang San, so deal with the auxiliary spirit first.

Department of Soul Master.

Jiang Siming slapped it with his palm, but Ning Rongrong didn't react yet. It happened to hit a key part. Due to the summer, the clothes he wore were relatively thin.

There was a "pop" and the whole place fell silent for a moment. After a while, Dai Mubai burst out laughing.

Ning Rongrong's face was red and at a loss. She turned around and staggered away with a red face.

Tang San seized the opportunity when Jiang Siming was stunned and activated his soul skill entanglement.

Jiang Siming came back to his senses immediately and smiled awkwardly. He broke free from the entanglement. Tang San's first soul skill came with poison. So Jiang Siming was still affected. Xiao Wu seized the opportunity and successfully approached Jiang Siming.

Ming. Activate the waist bow.

For a moment, Jiang Siming couldn't break away. In fact, Jiang Siming could have cut off Xiao Wu's hair with his sword to get rid of the waist bow. But he made Xiao San go crazy. After all, this was just an assessment.

"Possessed by the God of Death." Jiang Siming still used his soul skill.

He quickly broke away and rushed towards Tang San. His speed increased sharply, and he suddenly grabbed Tang San's neck. Then he carried Tang San and rushed towards Zhu Zhuqing, and with a sudden sweep of Tang San's legs, he swept Zhu Zhuqing to the ground.

"Okay, the assessment is over. You all passed." Jiang Siming said helplessly.

"Although the assessment is over, there is still one person who ran away. How do you say that? Who cares about her? Before his character changed in the original work, he should be thinking about how to retaliate against me. Probably not, just leave like this." Jiang

Siming thought.

"Ding, the sign-in is successful. The sign-in reward is distributed. Congratulations to the host for getting an M4A1 automatic rifle."

"System, are you planning to build a plane? Why do I need this gun?" Jiang Siming said helplessly.

"It seems that I can only find a reason to let the mistress see if this thing can be mass-produced."

A gun is useless, but if it can be mass-produced, it will be different.


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