My Sign-in Life in Douluo 9

"What a coincidence. It really is fate," Dai Mubai chuckled.

"I met him after we had a fight, and I met you after we had a fight too. But he beat me up pretty badly. You're still quite a bit behind him!" Dai Mubai laughed heartily.

"Mubai, what are you so happy about? Oh, Tang San, you're here? Did Grandmaster come along?" Although he knew the plot, Jiang Siming still had to pretend to ask.

"No, Brother Jiang, Grandmaster should have other matters to attend to," Tang San replied.

"Alright, you should know that I am the chief examiner for today, right?" Jiang Siming's gaze swept across the four of them.

When he saw the cold and aloof Zhu Zhuqing, his eyelids twitched. He felt a sense of familiarity, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Let me explain the rules. You can use any method or any means to force me to use a soul skill, or simply hold out for the duration of one incense stick. If you do that, you pass the assessment."

"What a braggart. You look about the same age as us, what's so great about you?" Xiao Wu muttered in a low voice.

"Xiao Wu, don't underestimate Brother Jiang. Since the academy let him take charge, he must really be capable of it," Tang San said.

In truth, Tang San didn't really believe Jiang Siming could defeat them without using soul skills either. After all, he was a proud person himself. But due to his cautious nature, he still offered a reminder.

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

"The assessment begins!" Dai Mubai shouted.

"Aura of Hegemony!" Jiang Siming unleashed this incredibly pretentious skill right at the start. Might as well use it; it didn't consume any soul power anyway. Who doesn't have a bit of a chuunibyou dream?

In an instant, Jiang Siming's temperament underwent a earth-shattering change. If he had seemed harmless just a moment ago, he was now a supreme emperor looking down from above.

"Don't lose focus! Ning Rongrong, provide support. Zhu Zhuqing, distract him. I'll control him, and Xiao Wu, look for an opening to get close," Tang San reacted the fastest, issuing the most accurate commands.

"Not bad, to break free from my Aura of Hegemony so quickly," Jiang Siming smiled.

Perhaps because of the medicinal pills Jiang Siming had given them, the plot had changed slightly; Tang San was now level 30, but he hadn't obtained his soul ring yet. Jiang Siming guessed that Grandmaster wanted Tang San to compress his soul power. A 12-year-old level 30 soul master certainly didn't lack talent, but to go further and be stronger than his peers in the future, he had to learn patience.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing had already rushed over, launching her first soul skill, Hell Stab. She attacked from behind, hoping to catch Jiang Siming off guard. But Jiang Siming was an old hand at this; he had seen such tactics too many times. He stomped his feet and leaned his body backward, grabbing Zhu Zhuqing's wrists and throwing her away with a violent jerk, showing absolutely no mercy.

He straightened his body, exerted force in an instant, and dashed past Tang San toward Ning Rongrong. A support soul master was the most critical existence in a team, second only to control-type soul masters. Dealing with Tang San was too much trouble; he would take out the support first.

Jiang Siming struck out with a palm, and before Ning Rongrong could react, he happened to hit a key area. Because it was summer, her clothes were quite thin.

With a "slap," the entire scene went silent. After a while, Dai Mubai burst out laughing.

Ning Rongrong's face turned bright red, and she was at a loss for what to do. She turned around and stumbled away, her face still flushed.

Tang San seized the moment Jiang Siming was distracted and activated his soul skill, Bind.

Jiang Siming immediately snapped back to reality and gave an awkward smile. He broke free from the vines, but Tang San's first soul skill carried poison, so Jiang Siming was still affected. Xiao Wu seized the opportunity and successfully got close to Jiang Siming, launching her Waist Bow.

For a moment, Jiang Siming couldn't break free. In fact, he could have easily used his sword to cut Xiao Wu's hair to escape the Waist Bow, but he didn't want to make Tang San go berserk. After all, this was just an assessment.

"God of Slaughter Possession!" Jiang Siming finally used a soul skill.

He quickly broke free and charged at Tang San. His speed surged, and he grabbed Tang San by the neck in one motion. He then carried Tang San toward Zhu Zhuqing and delivered a fierce sweeping kick, knocking her to the ground.

"Alright, the assessment is over. You all pass," Jiang Siming said helplessly.

Although the assessment is over, one of them ran off. How does that count? Whatever, based on her personality before the original story changed, she's probably thinking about how to get revenge on me. She shouldn't just leave like this, Jiang Siming pondered.

Ding, check-in successful. Check-in reward issued. Congratulations to the host for obtaining an M4A1 automatic rifle.

"System, are you kidding me? What do I need this gun for?" Jiang Siming said helplessly.

"Looks like I'll have to find a reason to give it to Tang San."

Chapter 9: The Stubborn Ning Rongrong

After the assessment ended, Jiang Siming went off to engage in Spirit Fighting again. He was a regular there. However, an episode occurred when he returned in the evening.

"Come on out!" Jiang Siming said calmly.

Two figures darted out from the woods.

"Kid, you bullied our young miss today. We advise you to stand still and let us beat you up. Otherwise, don't blame us brothers for being impolite." As they spoke, the two released their martial souls.

"Two Soul Elders, you really think highly of me," Jiang Siming said calmly.

As he spoke, he released the Donghuang Bell, covering both of them. The pressure of the emperor made the two Soul Elders' hearts tremble. "This kid has Twin Martial Souls!" They exchanged a glance and immediately attacked.

"First soul skill, Thunder Hand!" one of them shouted. The Thunder Hand slammed into the body of the Donghuang Bell, and the echoing sound waves instantly assaulted the two Soul Elders' eardrums. It was like the awe-inspiring might of heaven, not to be easily profaned.

Jiang Siming stepped forward, released his Rusty Sword martial soul, and struck the Donghuang Bell with force. The sound waves reverberated inside the bell.

"So you're going to beat me up? Stand still, are you? Going to teach me a lesson?" Jiang Siming said mockingly.

He retracted the Donghuang Bell.

The sound waves gradually ceased.

The two Soul Elders knelt on one knee, saying unwillingly, "Kid, watch your status. There are some people you cannot afford to offend."

"You aren't qualified to say that. Either have that little girl come herself, or have the master behind you come," Jiang Siming said, tilting his head.

He then turned and walked away.

The two of them coming here meant, first, that the little girl wanted to teach him a lesson, and second, that Ning Fengzhi wanted to test him.

Jiang Siming didn't mind exposing a bit more of his strength, because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wouldn't easily offend a potential enemy.

Jiang Siming had his own plans. The M4A1 rewarded by the system seemed to have a use now. He didn't want to become an enemy, and they had sufficient financial resources. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was his first choice, which was why Jiang Siming had chosen to enter their line of sight.