My sign-in life in Douluo.

Chapter 2: Xiao 3, please sign for your Xiao Wu

Chapter 2: Xiao San, please sign for your Xiao Wu

In Notting City.

"Si Ming, Xiao San, you are all children from our village. You must support each other when you go to the Soul Master Academy. You must become the hope of our Holy Soul Village. Grandpa is old, and I hope to see you achieve success in my lifetime."

"Got it, Grandpa. We will never let you down." Jiang Siming and Tang San said together.

Old Jack has a deeper yearning for soul masters than ordinary people. Born in this continent dominated by soul masters, life and death are dominated by soul masters. Soul masters are the faith and gods in the hearts of ordinary people. Maybe Old Jack once had an indelible dream.

"Children, we are here. This is Notting College." Old Jack breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the four golden words, his eyes were full of longing.

Jiang Siming took in all of this, and he secretly vowed not to let his grandfather Jack down. He had the system, and his future had unlimited possibilities.

"My dear little brother, I am here to report with the working students from our village. This is the certificate issued by the Spirit Hall." Old Jack said with a little pride.

"Go away, go away, where did you come from, you old lunatic? You have the spirit of Blue Silver Grass and you have innate full spirit power. Do you take me as an idiot? Go away and don't bother me anymore." The young man said arrogantly.

Jiang Siming and Tang San behind Old Jack's eyes 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 spirit masters? Who dares to forge the Spirit Hall's certificate? Do you want to die?" Jiang Siming received it coldly, and his first spirit was quietly released. Instantly, murderous aura filled the air. Tang San, who was standing by, was also startled.

"Is this Brother Siming's martial spirit? So powerful."

"Apologize," Jiang Siming said coldly again, his murderous aura 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, ordinary people couldn't afford to offend him as long as he was a spirit master. This time he was really scared.

"What's going on?" A middle-aged man who looked a little weathered but still handsome walked slowly towards them.

Jiang Siming suddenly broke free from his murderous state.

"What's wrong with me?" It seems that my rusty sword is killing.

"Teacher, we are work-study students, but this person won't let us report." Tang San said.

"This is proof from the Spirit Hall."

"The proof is fine, you can go in," said the master.

"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, but if there is a next time, I'll wipe your neck clean." Jiang Siming snorted coldly.

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 have twin martial spirits, right?"

Tang San was shocked. He had only told Tang Hao about this matter, but the master guessed it based on just one piece of evidence.

The following is an old story, so I won't say much. Tang San worships the master as his teacher.

Jiang Siming and Tang San were both assigned to dormitory seven.

"Stop, my name is Wang Sheng, fight with me. The winner will be the boss of dormitory seven." Wang Sheng stopped Jiang Siming and Tang San.

Jiang Siming complained in his heart, this is too childish, is this a passionate high school?

"Okay, I'll fight with you, Xiao San. I know I can't beat you yet. If I can't do it, you'll be the one to beat me?" Jiang Siming knows his own limitations. Without the Donghuang Bell, he really can't beat Tang San now, but he has a system, so it's only a matter of time before he surpasses Tang San.

"Let's take action"

Wang Sheng’s martial soul is a tiger. Although it is an ordinary tiger, it is also a good martial soul.

"Martial Spirit Possessed!" Wang Sheng yelled and rushed over.

Jiang Siming held a rusty sword in his hand, across his chest, in a blocking posture. The next moment, Wang Sheng's tiger claws hit the sword, making a sharp sound. Jiang Siming suddenly felt a huge force coming at him. A surge of blood and energy surged in his chest, and he pushed Wang Sheng away with all his strength, and then swung his sword. A sword energy attacked Wang Sheng, instantly cutting Wang Sheng's left arm.

Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Siming jumped up, put his sword against Wang Sheng's neck and said, "I win."

"I lost." Wang Sheng said unwillingly.

Jiang Siming retracted his spirit, turned around and looked at Tang San and said, "Xiao San, from now on you will be the boss of Dormitory 7."

Tang San was stunned for a moment. He was still surprised that Jiang Siming's rusted sword could release sword energy. Of course he was surprised. Jiang Siming was also confused. The rusted sword must have more secrets. He had to get the spirit ring as soon as possible. Jiang Siming's actual combat skills were useless.

After a while, there was another knock on the door. Jiang Siming guessed that it was Xiao Wu who arrived.

Xiaosan, Xiaosan, your Xiaowu has arrived. Please sign for it.

It was Wang Sheng who opened the door. If there was a reason for being single, it must be because of strength. Who would come in and ask "Are we going to fight?"

"Okay, whoever is the boss among you, stand up." Xiao Wu's clear voice echoed in Dormitory 7.

Everyone looked at Jiang Siming, who said, "It has nothing to do with me." He turned to look at Tang San, thinking, "Brother, I am helping you." He smiled.

As expected, Xiao Wu rode on Tang San's head. Tang San stood up as Jiang Siming smirked.

"Okay, I won. From now on, I will be the boss of Dormitory 7."

The first day of playing around among the "little dancing sisters" is finally over.

The next day, Jiang Siming took half a day off for purchasing. Of course, it would take more than half a day to hunt soul rings, but he would come out 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 and had to sign in again. This time he was going to obtain a spirit ring over 1,500 years old in the Xingdou Great Forest, and the time limit was five days. It's no exaggeration to say that this is no different from committing suicide. But the system prompts that the second martial spirit can be used. Jiang Siming immediately thought that it would not be forbidden to use martial spirits when hunting spirit beasts in the future.

Finally, Jiang Siming came to the edge of the Xingdou Great Forest. There were trees and vines everywhere. From a distance, they looked like they could eat people. In fact, the number of people who died in the Xingdou Great Forest every year was incalculable.

Even though Jiang Siming had lived two lives, he had never experienced a real blood-and-fire fight. It was impossible to say that he was not afraid, but Jiang Siming knew that even if he had the system in his hands, it would be useless without a strong heart.

"Then come on."

At this moment Jiang Siming has truly grown up. Perhaps he could escape and join a large force with his martial soul and talent, and rely on them to obtain soul rings. Jiang Siming would still be a peerless strong man, but he would always be a coward.

The heart of a strong person should be fearless.

(End of this chapter)