The Peerless Dragon of Tang Sect Shocks the World

Chapter 59 Trick

This surprising rhetorical question made the middle-aged female teacher wearing glasses choke.

Jiang Shuo took a look and found that the teacher was dressed in a decent manner.

It should be the old-fashioned type.

"Teacher, teacher, let's start quickly."

The three students on the opposite team hurriedly stepped forward with a wry smile.

It's the same whether you arrive early or late.

If they can survive ten moves without losing, they have saved face.

The middle-aged female teacher frowned, but didn't feel like saying anything else. She took out a folder and started calling names.

"First round of assessment, freshman class nine: Jiang Shuo."

"The second class of freshmen, Ma Deyi, Wang Erge, Zhao Ni."

"exist."

"exist."

"exist."

……

The female teacher glanced at the casual dark-haired boy and said nothing this time.

Start directing both sides to stand in position.

The three students walked to the side and stood there cautiously.

"ready, go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three freshmen in class two hurriedly released their martial souls and opened their soul rings.

They are all first-level soul masters with century-old soul rings.

Jiang Shuo looked from front to back and saw a cheetah, an orangutan, and a broad bean who seemed to be a food-type soul master.

After watching it for a while, he lost interest in continuing to identify the species.

"I'll give you three moves, so don't say I bully you."

After being possessed by the three new martial arts souls on the opposite side, they seemed to have a little more confidence, and they nodded and rushed over.

Wang Erge of the Cheetah Martial Spirit was obviously of the agility attack type and was very fast. He rushed across a distance of tens of meters and arrived in front of Jiang Shuo in a few blinks of an eye.

Wang Erge's ten fingers grew sharp gray claws, and his hands tore at Jiang Shuo from two directions.

Jiang Shuo nodded appreciatively, a good reaction.

Although he had no intention of hiding.

He held the long silver gun barrel and tilted it left and right.

No matter how fast Wang Erge was, he couldn't be faster than Jiang Shuo who was approaching the Soul Sect.

The two claws of the cheetah's martial spirit were instantly deflected by the irresistible force of the gun barrel.

At this time, Ma Deyi, the owner of the orangutan spirit, who had expected this, had arrived.

He jumped into the air, raised a pair of fists and hit the dark-haired boy hard.

Jiang Shuo narrowed his eyes.

Nice combo.

Unfortunately, the power is not enough.

The barrel of the dragon-patterned silver gun was raised horizontally, and the orangutan spirit's fist was not struck down, and his elbow was brazenly held up.

The heavy punch was pushed away, and the Cheetah Spirit rushed forward again.

Two sharp front claws suddenly grabbed the boy.

Jiang Shuo punched with five fingers and pushed straight forward, hitting Wang Erge's chest.

With a soft 'bang' sound, the cheetah staggered and was pushed four or five meters away.

"Okay, three moves have passed, the game is over."

Jiang Shuo's face returned to calm, and he used the front of his right foot as a dot to twist his waist and swing the gun barrel hard.

The orangutan Ma Deyi, who lost his cooperation, shrank his pupils and had no time to dodge!

The speed was so fast that the air whistled.

As soon as the pain in his left rib exploded, he felt light and airy. The next moment, his eyes blurred and he suddenly fell outside the competition stage.

Wang Erge's vision also dimmed, and he fell on his butt outside the venue.

Zhao Ni, who lost two teammates before she had time to make a difference, was trembling.

Jiang Shuo glanced at it, picked up the spear and walked towards the last opponent.

But before he could get closer, the girl quickly raised her hands and gave up.

It's over, there are five moves before and after, including three moves by Rang.

The referee female teacher was dumbfounded.

When she received the list yesterday, she guessed that this special freshman might be very strong, but she didn't expect it to be ridiculously strong.

The five moves, including the time when the cheetah and the orangutan rushed forward, and when the last student raised his hands to surrender, took less than two minutes in total.

Among the several nearby competition stages, the two teams with the slowest martial arts have just started fighting!

Jiang Shuo was also quite bored. He nodded slightly to the female referee and walked off the stage.

A match had just started at a nearby venue, and the referee stood attentively on the edge.

Suddenly, the light dimmed.

Turning around, I saw a young man standing next to me, still holding his arms.

"Classmate, you..."

"Are you Jiang Shuo?"

Wang Yan's eyes bulged and he was very surprised.

"It's me. After the fight, let's watch others." The dark-haired boy nodded towards the male teacher.

Wang Yan knew which assessment location he was at, so he quickly turned around and looked at Area 31.

As a result, he met the female referee teacher who was still standing on the stage.

The two looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After taking a few breaths, Wang Yan slowly turned his head.

With a stiff smile on his face, "Did Mr. Jiang hit you so fast..."

"Three one-ring soul masters, two minutes is already very slow."

Jiang Shuo didn't turn his head, still looking at the team on the left in front.

Wang Yan was speechless.

"It seems that the courtyard should arrange an opponent with higher cultivation level for Student Jiang."

"That's right, why don't the teacher help me tell Director Du that I'm too lazy to attend the next eight games, so just arrange for me to go to the finals?" Jiang Shuo raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and said with a smile.

Wang Yan's mouth twitched slightly and he fell into silence.

As a senior teacher, his status in the entire outer college is second to none, and he is a person who is qualified to teach students in the inner college. He came to organize the assessment competition just to see if there are any seed students worth cultivating.

Although he has always been known for being gentle and kind when educating students, a teacher is a teacher and students are students.

This was the first time he had seen a student who could be so calm and casual in front of him, without any formality.

He is worthy of being a descendant of that wealthy family...

"Classmate Jiang, you are making things difficult for me. Rules are rules."

"The form still needs to be improved...and it would be good to play a few more games to help other students gain practical experience."

Jiang Shuo sneered, identifying Yan Shaozhe as the searching old man who was squeezing his residual value again.

No longer entangled, he turned his attention to Wang Dong, Huo Yuhao and a little green-haired girl on the field.

There are the same three people on both sides, but the big white goose team is protruding in the form of an equilateral triangle, while the other side is in the form of a triangular surface to resist.

Wang Dong, who spread the wings of the goddess butterfly, was standing in front fighting two first-ring agility attack type soul masters.

Wang Yan also focused his gaze forward again. Suddenly, something moved in his heart.

He opened his mouth and asked with a smile: "Who does Jiang think will win?"

"On the left, isn't this what you can see at a glance?"

"Then do you think how many of them can win together? How many soul skills can they use to win?"

Wang Yan asked with a smile.

Jiang Shuo's eyebrows moved.

It's not a big skill to see which side can win.

But if it's accurate to just a few moves or soul skills, it would be difficult.

In addition to having outstanding eyesight, you must also have enough practical experience.

You also have to get to know both sides.

"It's hard to say, but Wang Dong and the green-haired girl are both second-level soul masters, while the other one is only a third-level one."

"I'll give it a try. I should be able to win within twenty moves."

Jiang Shuo glanced at the middle-aged, kind-faced teacher beside him.

"Haha, Classmate Jiang and I have the same guess. The winner should be determined within twenty moves." Wang Yan chuckled and nodded appreciatively.

Sure enough, as soon as they met, the situation on the field changed very quickly.

Wang Dong spread his wings and rushed over, his wings as sharp as knives rising and falling.

The three one-ring soul masters had no resistance at all, and they only resisted for about ten times before lying down on the ground.