Chapter 35 Jiang Siming's Training Plan
Chapter 35 Jiang Siming's Training Plan
Chapter 35 Jiang Siming's Training Plan
"Fengzhi, Master asked Rongrong to ask me for help." Jian Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi.
"Oh?" Ning Fengzhi was puzzled for a moment, then looked at Jian Douluo and motioned him to continue.
"Master wants me to train Jiang Siming." Jian Douluo showed a hint of expectation. After all, the Seven Killing Sword is a top-level weapon spirit, and it can be called the king of swords. However, Jiang Siming's spirit can resonate with his Seven Killing Sword just by emitting its aura. It is hard to believe. How can Jian Douluo, who is so obsessed with swords, not be looking forward to it?
"Uncle Jian, are you a little moved?" Ning Fengzhi said in surprise. To reach the level of Jian Douluo, even if he is a genius among thousands, you may not be able to make him show such an expression.
"However, Jiang Siming may not be willing to come! The royal family's actions this time might make him feel disheartened. Master may not know about this yet, so he made such a request!" Ning Fengzhi said with some concern. After all, he did not know the method of making bullets.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince was indeed too abrupt this time." Jian Douluo frowned and agreed. Jian Douluo's strength as a Titled Douluo did not need to give too much face to the royal family.
In fact, Ning Fengzhi was overthinking it. Jiang Siming could easily hand over M4A 1. In fact, it was a sign of great trust. Jiang Siming had to admit that he was once again influenced by the original work.
After the Shrek Seven Devils' fighting spirit ended, the Shrek Seven Devils were all very excited. For them, this was a real battle, not a one-sided battle.
Jiang Siming looked at the happy people in front of him, spread his hands, and thought to himself, "Young man, I'll give you a basin of cold water right away."
"What? We won, are you unhappy?" Zhu Zhuqing twisted Jiang Siming's arm.
"Hehe, how could that be? I just feel that your style of play today was a bit difficult." Jiang Siming had a helpless look on his face and had to tell the truth.
Upon hearing this, the others suddenly fell silent, all their eyes focused on Jiang Siming.
"It's useless for you to look at me. There are indeed problems." Jiang Siming hated himself for talking too much.
"Brother Siming, then tell me, what did we do wrong?" Ning Rongrong was obviously a little dissatisfied, but she did not notice that Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who were usually the most jumpy, did not speak at this time. They have been with Jiang Siming for many years, so they naturally know that Jiang Siming never tells lies.
"Do you really want to know?" Jiang Siming looked around. He didn't want to say anything, after all, the master would definitely tell them. But he was afraid that if he didn't say it now, he would not be able to get rid of the entanglement of the Seven Monsters.
“In fact, I have to say that compared to your previous fighting style, your current style is more mature. Because the Shrek Seven Devils have two assistants, they lack an attacking soul master, which is a flaw, but the advantage of two assistants is also huge. This determines that your advantage in a protracted war is huge. The only problem is how to protect these two assistant soul masters. But obviously, Oscar, the assistant, does not have the same status as Ning Rongrong in your hearts. Today you had a deficit with the Berserker Team because they think the same as you do, and they also think Oscar is a burden.” Jiang Siming said seriously.
The other members of the Shrek Seven Devils looked at Oscar somewhat embarrassedly.
"The lack of an attacking soul master means that it will be difficult for you to end the battle quickly when both sides are equally strong. Oscar's sausage recovery ability is extremely strong, and it is not just the third soul skill." Jiang Siming finished speaking in one breath.
"Si Ming is right. This is the problem you have. Playing to your strengths and avoiding your weaknesses is what you need to deal with now." The master came over at some point and agreed with Jiang Siming's statement.
The Shrek Seven Devils and others lowered their heads and remained silent.
In the following time, the master raised some more questions.
"You should make a good summary of today's battle. Winning doesn't mean everything will be fine. Okay, go to bed early. Si Ming stays." said the master.
The Shrek Seven Devils left one after another, and no one noticed that Ning Rongrong left a meaningful look behind when she left.
After everyone left.
"Si Ming, I think about it carefully. If you stay with me, I can't give you the improvement you want. I have to admit that you are the most talented soul master I have ever seen. Your physical fitness and soul ring configuration are far beyond my imagination. Teacher doesn't want to be too selfish, so I ask Rongrong to do me a favor." The master looked straight into Jiang Siming's eyes and said sincerely.
Jiang Siming didn't know how to answer for a moment. He originally wanted to be the master's apprentice because the master's understanding of soul beasts could help him obtain the best proportion of soul rings. But obviously, because he had a system, he couldn't be like an ordinary soul master. The master didn't have much effect on Jiang Siming, but the concept of respecting teachers and valuing education was deeply rooted in Jiang Siming's heart. Jiang Siming didn't want to disappoint the master.
The Master Met Jiang Siming
"Si Ming, you and Xiao San are both good disciples of the teacher. You don't have to care too much about me. As long as it can improve your strength, I don't mind at all." The master said with determination in his eyes.
"Thank you, teacher." Jiang Siming said from the bottom of his heart.
The master patted Jiang Siming on the shoulder.
"You should have guessed who will train you, right?" the master asked Jiang Siming.
"Sword Douluo." Jiang Siming thought Sword Douluo was the most likely candidate.
"That's right, it's Sword Douluo. The reason why weapon spirit masters are so powerful is because they have a deep understanding of their own martial spirits. You are too young and need a guide." The master said slowly.
Jiang Siming heard this and put his hand on his chin, lost in thought. "Although the Four Swords of Zhu Xian are powerful, I always feel that their abilities are more than that. I used to think it was because of my lack of soul power. But when I think about it carefully, it seems that I am just using it reasonably."
"I understand, teacher." Jiang Siming said seriously.
"Go ahead. Someone will come early tomorrow morning to take you to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect." The master patted Jiang Siming's shoulder again and said.
"Then I'll take my leave." Jiang Siming said respectfully to the master.
Jiang Siming walked into his room thoughtfully, and just as he was about to close the door, he was suddenly covered by a pair of soft hands.
"Si Ming." Zhu Zhuqing said softly.
Jiang Siming gently held her hand, turned around, looked at Zhu Zhuqing and said awkwardly, "Zhuqing, isn't it too early? I'm not prepared at all."
"Hmph, I have something to tell you." Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but blush as she spoke.
Zhu Zhuqing leaned her little head against Jiang Siming's chest and said softly, "Siming, I think you have changed."
"Is there?" Jiang Siming felt a little puzzled.
"I mean your cultivation. You are no longer like a cultivation fanatic like before. I don't know if it is because of me that you have been affected." Zhu Zhuqing said with some self-blame.
Jiang Siming was stunned for a moment, and he also realized that he had been too indulgent recently. After returning from the Xingdou Great Forest, he seemed to have really changed.
"Don't talk nonsense! I just relax occasionally. After all, everything will turn into the opposite when it reaches the extreme. Don't think too much about it." Jiang Siming said comfortingly.
Zhu Zhuqing hummed.
"Okay, you should go to bed early! I guess you still have a game tomorrow." Jiang Siming said with concern.
"Good night." Zhu Zhuqing said.
"Good night."
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(End of this chapter)
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