blenderwars Chapter 222 I Became My Own Descendant
Chapter 222 I Became My Own Descendant
Chapter 222 I Became My Own Descendant
"Xu Sanshi, are you looking for a beating?" Ling Luochen said threateningly at Xu Sanshi, baring his teeth and waving his pink little fist.
"Senior, I'm wrong, I'm wrong!" Xu Sanshi quickly admitted his mistake and had a deep understanding of his bad habit of talking too much.
"By the way, Brother Sima, what realm are you in now?" Beibei asked curiously.
When everyone was shocked by the auction of the Heavenly Sword, only Jiang Siming remained calm. In addition, Jiang Siming had rescued them before, showing his unpredictable abilities.
Everyone is very curious about Jiang Siming's true strength.
In addition to Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong who knew that Jiang Siming was now a Soul Douluo-level warrior, even Ma Xiaotao was very curious about how strong Jiang Siming was.
"You all together can't beat me!" Jiang Siming touched his chin and said seriously.
"Aren't you too arrogant? Even if you are a Soul Douluo-level warrior, you may not dare to say that you have defeated us!" Ling Luochen said unconvinced.
Except for Huo Yuhao, no one else obviously believed Jiang Siming's words.
"Then why bother asking me? From my perspective, you all have some mental problems. As a human being, you can have faith, but as a soul master, you should be unruly!
You admire Jiang Siming so much, but you may never have thought of surpassing him." Jiang Siming said calmly, spreading his hands.
Everyone in the group was stunned. They didn't expect Jiang Siming to ask such a question.
Jiang Siming shook his head secretly, and couldn't help but sigh that Shrek Academy's publicity work was quite good. It completely shaped itself into an invincible image, but this also gave many students an invisible pressure.
As a soul master, what you need is not a mountain that you can never climb, but a goal that you can achieve by striving for it.
“But some things are innate, like martial soul. Jiang Siming’s ancestor’s martial soul is so powerful, so his talent is naturally excellent!” Tang Ya, who had been silent, said in a low voice.
Although Tang Ya, a Blue Silver Grass soul master, has always acted like a big sister, the Tang Sect has already declined. A woman has to shoulder the heavy burden of reviving the sect, and her martial soul is the weak Blue Silver Grass. In fact, she is full of inferiority in her heart.
"Xiao Ya." Bei Bei on the side looked at Tang Ya's somewhat gloomy expression with some heartache.
"If you really think so, then you are nothing special!" Jiang Siming shook his head in disappointment.
Jiang Siming's words seemed a bit easy to say, but although Jiang Siming has a system and a powerful martial soul.
However, every bit of Jiang Siming's strength was gained through the trials of life and death. He endured untold pain and gradually developed the true power of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian.
Jiang Siming never faced opponents of the same age, but enemies that were far superior to him. It might be just a simple mistake, and Jiang Siming might not have the chance to stand here leisurely.
"Sima Jiang, you're going too far!" Ma Xiaotao said in a low voice.
"This is not an exaggeration, it is the truth! Is it useful to complain and envy others? The size of the bowl can only hold so much water! If you want to hold more water, you have to break it and recast it!
The stronger you want to become, the more pain you have to endure that others cannot endure!" Jiang Siming's not-so-loud voice echoed throughout the room.
The deep pupils seemed to radiate endless magic, attracting everyone's attention.
Jiang Siming said this and sat down leisurely, taking a sip of the bitter wine in his hand. Jiang Siming said these words not to criticize them, but to make fun of himself.
Ordinary people are like ants in front of the strong, but there is no strongest person. Just like Jiang Siming is like an ant in front of the plane masters of other worlds.
Is the ancient king powerful? Then how terrifying are those strange creatures in the gate between the two worlds that destroyed his fairyland!
All of this was like one mountain after another blocking Jiang Siming's way, and Jiang Siming didn't even have the right to sigh.
"Maybe you are right, but you are just relying on your own strong strength! You possess the ultimate ice and ultimate fire, so it is natural for you to say it so easily!" Ma Xiaotao said unconvinced. In her opinion, Jiang Siming was just pretending to be profound, and her good impression of Jiang Siming plummeted.
Xu Sanshi and the others saw that there seemed to be some gunpowder in the air, so they hurriedly started talking loudly about other things to divert the topic and ease the atmosphere. However, in their hearts, they also thought that Jiang Siming was forcing himself to show off this time.
Ma Xiaotao snorted coldly and stopped talking.
"Wow! Five hundred million!" He Caitou swallowed and said tremblingly!
A sudden exclamation broke the awkward atmosphere, and everyone looked up suddenly. The long numbers on the screen shocked everyone again.
"Oh my god! With so much money, it's enough to buy out my father's entire sect, right?" Xu Sanshi said in disbelief.
"I don't know into whose hands it will fall!" Dai Yuheng said with some regret.
"Why hasn't Teacher Wang come back yet? Have you informed Master Xuan? What if this thing falls into the hands of someone with bad intentions and he does something evil? Wouldn't that tarnish the reputation of Shrek Academy?" Ling Luochen said anxiously.
Huo Yuhao looked at Jiang Siming, who was still calm and composed, and was a little confused as to why Jiang Siming took out the new Heavenly Sword.
The emergence of such a powerful killing weapon will surely cause a bloody storm again.
Just when everyone was secretly worried, the door was slowly pushed open.
Wang Yan slowly moved in, his eyes revealing surprise and disbelief, his gaze fixed on Jiang Siming who was sitting in the corner.
Everyone wanted to ask Wang Yan what Master Xuan said, but they found that Wang Yan didn't care about them at all, which made them feel a little strange.
Jiang Siming also felt Wang Yan's gaze and was also a little confused as to why the other party was looking at him like that?
"Student Jiang, I didn't expect you to be the descendant of Jiang Siming's ancestor!"
As soon as Wang Yan finished speaking, the whole place fell silent.
Jiang Siming, who had taken a sip of wine, couldn't help it and sprayed out all the wine in his mouth with a "puff".
"What kind of identity did Xuanzi assign to me?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but say inwardly slanderingly.
Feeling the strange looks from everyone, Jiang Siming really couldn't stand it.
It is really embarrassing to become my own descendant!
"I guess so!" Jiang Siming said with a wry smile.
"Student Jiang, so that means you were the one who took out the Heavenly Sword on the stage, right?" Wang Yan couldn't help swallowing.
Jiang Siming could only nod, fearing that Xuanzi had already put the blame on him for everything.
"What? You actually took out your ancestors' things for exchange so easily! Why don't you hand them over to the academy?" Ma Xiaotao said angrily.
Except for Huo Yuhao who knew Jiang Siming's true identity, everyone was a little angry. In their eyes, this was simply treason!
"Okay, this is classmate Jiang's stuff, even the college has no right to interfere!" Wang Yan turned around and glared at everyone, saying sternly.
"But teacher, how could Jiang Siming's ancestors' things be left out in the open?" Ma Xiaotao said somewhat unconvinced.
"According to you, all the heavenly swords of the Tianhun Royal Family, the Douling Royal Family, the Haijian Pavilion and the Jiubao Liuli Sect are scattered outside?" Wang Yan glared at Ma Xiaotao angrily. Ma Xiaotao was now obviously a little abnormal.
(End of this chapter)