novellhall Chapter 67 This handsome guy is me!
Chapter 67 This handsome guy is me!
Chapter 67 This handsome guy is me!
In front of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's gate, an incredibly handsome young man was holding an ice-blue little fox.
"Stop, this is the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, everyone who has nothing to do with you must leave immediately."
"Please inform Sect Master Ning and tell him that Jiang Siming is here to pay a visit." Jiang Siming said to the guard with a smile.
"What's the proof?" the guard asked. After all, if everyone used the same excuse, Ning Fengzhi would be annoyed to death if he wanted to see them all.
Jiang Siming smiled helplessly and burst out with sword intent that soared into the sky.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The guard felt the powerful force erupting from Jiang Siming and immediately released a flare.
Dozens of powerful auras came quickly.
Jiang Siming was also very helpless. After all, apart from this method being the most effective, he could not think of any other more effective methods for the time being.
Soon Jiang Siming was surrounded by a group of Soul Sect members, and there was also a group of ordinary people holding M4A1s aiming at Jiang Siming. Jiang Siming did not see the shadows of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo among them. He shook his head helplessly.
"It seems that the noise is still too small." Jiang Siming held the little fox in one hand, and the Chaos Bell released two disguised yellow and two purple standard soul rings.
"The Sound of the Bell." Jiang Siming's third soul ring lit up. Jiang Siming's third soul skill, the Sound of the Bell, had an effect that directly affected the soul. The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect disciples suddenly had splitting headaches, but Jiang Siming did not kill them. He controlled the power of the Sound of the Bell and only made them faint, without causing any actual harm.
Just as Jiang Siming pushed open the door, a sword energy attacked him from behind.
Jiang Siming felt the sharp sword energy behind him, and activated the first soul skill of the Chaos Bell, "Bell Control". He blocked the unexpected sword energy, but was still affected by the aftershock. His feet rested on the heavy door, leaving two deep footprints on the door made of fine steel.
Jiang Siming had already guessed that the person who came must be Jian Douluo, so he quickly released the Juexian Sword and turned around to return the sword energy.
Jian Douluo ran quickly from a distance and stopped in front of Jiang Siming.
"Who are you? Jiang Siming?" Jian Douluo looked at Jiang Siming in confusion.
"Damn old man, I'm old and forgetful? You can't even recognize me," Jiang Siming said jokingly, and then performed a one-handed cigarette lighting show.
"Jiang boy, it's really you!" When Jian Douluo saw the Xuan He Men in Jiang Siming's hand, he finally confirmed that the handsome man holding the fox in front of him was Jiang Siming.
"You have changed so much! How come you are like a different person?" Jian Douluo couldn't help but sigh.
"What? Have you become more handsome?" Jiang Siming obviously didn't know that his appearance had undergone a drastic change because of his impeccable body, and he thought that Jian Douluo was just joking.
"You are still so mean, huh? What are you holding?" Jian Douluo walked in and found the little fox in Jiang Siming's arms. Although the little fox's shrunken body was very deceptive, after all, as a Titled Douluo, he could see through the little fox's 70,000 years of cultivation at a glance.
The little fox felt Jian Douluo's malicious gaze and kept trying to get into Jiang Siming's arms.
"Damn old man, what's wrong with keeping a pet? Is it cool?" Jiang Siming saw Jian Douluo's shock. Keeping a 70,000-year-old soul beast as a pet was simply a luxury.
"Alas, every time I see you, I get an unexpected surprise. You give me a 70,000-year-old soul beast as a pet. What can I say?" Jian Douluo sighed. Why is the gap between people so big?
"You old bastard, take me to see Uncle Ning and ask him for a favor." Jiang Siming interrupted Jian Douluo without any hesitation.
"Help? You knocked out so many disciples of our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect as soon as you arrived?" Jian Douluo said unhappily. He naturally felt that the fainted disciples' breathing was stable and there was nothing serious, but he would definitely not let Jiang Siming off.
"You old fool, are you going to take me to see Uncle Ning?" Jiang Siming said seductively, waving a pack of Xuan He Men in his hand.
"Ahem, since you are so sincere, I will agree to it on behalf of Feng Zhi." Jian Douluo snatched the Xuan He Gate from Jiang Siming's hand. Then he called for someone to send the fainted disciple back to recuperate, and led Jiang Siming into the Qibao Liuli Sect.
The two of them walked quickly to the lobby of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and Jiang Siming saw Ning Fengzhi.
"Hello, Uncle Ning." Jiang Siming said with a smile. The little fox in his arms poked out half of its head and looked curiously at the magnificent Seven Treasures Glazed Sect Hall, with a look of surprise in its little eyes.
Ning Fengzhi looked at the handsome man in front of him holding the little fox with some confusion.
"Who are you?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Jian Douluo and motioned for Jian Douluo to introduce himself.
"Feng Zhi, this boy is Jiang Siming!" Jian Douluo explained.
"Oh? Si Ming? How come you have changed so much?" Ning Fengzhi smiled awkwardly.
"Really?" Jiang Siming also began to wonder if he had really changed a lot. After all, if only one person said so, it might be a coincidence, but if two people said so, it would be a bit strange.
Jiang Siming was too lazy to look for a mirror and released the Juexian Sword. The image reflected by the sword surprised Jiang Siming.
"Oh my god! This handsome guy is me!" Jiang Siming looked at Jian Douluo and Ning Fengzhi and said in disbelief.
The two looked at Jiang Siming and realized that they didn't know it, and nodded helplessly.
"Si Ming, you came to see me, it should be about the Soul Master Competition, right?" Ning Fengzhi roughly guessed the purpose of Jiang Siming's visit.
Jiang Siming nodded.
"I say, Jiang boy, I don't recommend you to participate in this year's Soul Master Competition. This time, the Spirit Hall has offered three soul bones as rewards, and you must get them. If you participate, the golden generation of the Spirit Hall will definitely not be your opponent, and I'm afraid you will be in danger then!" Jian Douluo reminded.
"Of course I know that, so this time I came to Uncle Ning to ask Uncle Ning to let me temporarily join the academy under his name anonymously and participate in the Soul Master Competition. I believe that with the deterrent power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Tiandou Royal Family, the Spirit Hall will not dare to attack me openly for the time being." Jiang Siming explained.
"Si Ming, that's possible, but the participating teams from the academies under the sect have already been confirmed, so it will be up to you to fight for it then! After all, although I am the sect master, my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has always been based on fairness and impartiality." Ning Fengzhi smiled maliciously at Jiang Siming.
"Thank you, Uncle Ning! By the way, please Uncle Ning and Senior Jian not tell our teachers about my whereabouts." Jiang Siming nodded with a smile.
Although Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo didn't understand why Jiang Siming did this, they nodded.
"Okay, now that the formal talk is over, Jiang boy, you come practice with me. Old Man Gu has been busy lately, and there's no one to fight with. I'm almost suffocating!" Jian Douluo said as he dragged Jiang Siming out.
On the school field.
"Boy, put down your fox. Let me see if your swordsmanship level has improved!" As he said that, Jian Douluo released the Seven Kill Sword. The sword intent was entangled around the body of the Seven Kill Sword, and the sword light was flickering.
Seeing this, Jiang Siming patted the little fox's butt and motioned her to go aside.
"Ah" the little fox cried out reluctantly, but jumped down obediently, ran to the side and lay down quietly, with its little head tilted cutely.
Jiang Siming released the Juexian Sword. Although there was no sword intent emanating from his body, he made people feel extremely sharp, as if he was a sword about to be unsheathed.
(End of this chapter)