Douluo Jueshi: Who let him enter Shrek!

As he said that, Jiang Ming reached out and pulled Xu Sanshi out.

"I see that you seem to be very relaxed in the face of such pressure. Come, I'll add some more information to let you see what is truly excessive!"

As he spoke, Jiang Ming gave a look to Zhang Lexuan standing beside him.

Zhang Lexuan understood, glanced at Xu Sanshi, hesitated for a moment, and finally released her martial spirit.

Seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple and three black, rose from under Zhang Lexuan's feet, and the pressure of the Soul Saint level enveloped Xu Sanshi.

Of course, facing Xu Sanshi, who is only at level 20, Zhang Lexuan will naturally not use the soul power of more than level 70.

The same Soul King-level soul power pressure, but the one releasing it is a Seven-ring Soul Saint, the feeling is very different.

Almost in an instant, Xu Sanshi was bent over by the pressure and could only force himself to stand. The expression on his face suddenly became ferocious.

Seeing this, Jiang Ming walked up to Xu Sanshi and said in a very thin voice:

"You have a lot of little thoughts. Can't bear to see her suffer?"

Xu Sanshi was shocked, his brows were furrowed, and even veins on his forehead were prominent.

He wanted to say something, but the pressure was too strong. As soon as he opened his mouth, he would lose confidence and could only grit his teeth tightly.

"It's commendable to stand up for the one you like, but as a man, there are some things you have to stand up for, and some things you don't have to stand up for. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Jiang Ming patted Xu Sanshi on the shoulder. The force was not strong, but it almost made Xu Sanshi fall down.

Jiang Ming walked up to the freshmen and looked at their frowning faces with considerable satisfaction.

When fear instead of determination is shown on these faces, the effect of the military training can be considered to have been largely achieved.

"Well, very good. You are all elites and talents who have come out of various cities and soul master academies on the continent. So, hold on, hold on, and you still have to hold on!"

Jiang Ming said this as he walked around the five teams of freshmen.

After walking around, Jiang Ming suddenly said:

"Half an hour is indeed a bit long..."

Hearing this, the freshmen's young faces immediately showed joy.

Is this to reduce time?

Very good!

"Half an hour, that's too boring. Why don't I tell you a story?"

As he spoke, Jiang Ming ignored the frozen expressions of joy on the freshmen's faces and picked up the loudspeaker soul guide.

"What story?"

Jiang Ming looked at the freshmen and said softly:

"What story do you want to hear?"

The freshmen did not reply. Under the huge pressure of soul power, they had to concentrate all their attention.

"No one is telling me, so I'll just tell you a story. It just so happens that I can think of a story that fits the situation very well."

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up and he put the loudspeaker soul guide close to his mouth.

"Everyone knows that our Shrek Academy was founded ten thousand years ago. It is a soul master academy with a ten thousand year history.

During this ten thousand years of history, our academy has produced countless talented soul masters, titled strongmen, and even some who have surpassed the ceiling of soul masters and achieved godhood!

So, the story I am going to tell next is about one of the original Shrek Seven Devils of our Shrek Academy, the Sea God Tang San! "

Upon hearing this, not only the freshmen in the queue were stunned, but the instructors and teachers and students around the square were also confused.

How did we start telling a story? Or is it the story of Sea God Tang San?

The stories about Sea God Tang San on the market have been told too many times!

"I'm sure everyone has heard a lot about the story of Seagod Tang San, but the one I'm going to tell you next is probably something you haven't heard of."

Jiang Ming continued to speak in a leisurely tone, with a hint of mental power usage in his voice that added to the atmosphere of the story.

"Speaking of which, back then Seagod Tang San was still... let me think... oh, he was probably around level 30 Soul Master, only a few years older than you.

At that time, there was already a high-level soul master competition across the continent. However, Shrek Academy was very poor and poor.

How poor are they? They are so poor that they don’t even have the qualifications to participate in the competition!

So, in order to be able to participate in the competition at that time, Dean Flanders, one of the founders of Shrek Academy, took all the Shrek people, about ten people at the time, to Tiandou Royal Academy.

For your information, ten thousand years ago, there were only two empires on the continent, Tiandou and Xingluo. The current Tianhun and Douling empires were split from the Tiandou Empire.

What is the purpose of going to Tiandou Royal Academy? According to Ma Hongjun, one of the original Shrek Seven Devils, it is to borrow a chicken to lay eggs! "

Chapter 141: First day, everyone is exhausted!

At this point, the freshmen's attention has already been attracted a little.

Not to mention the freshmen, several instructors also pricked up their ears and listened curiously.

Concerning the history of Shrek Academy ten thousand years ago, unless it is particularly famous, other people basically won’t know about it except scholars who specialize in history.

And I’m afraid some scholars don’t even know such detailed history.

In fact, the scholars in Shrek Academy really don’t know.

This history has not been recorded in detail.

"Then, the then-dean of Shrek Academy, Dean Flanders, took the entire Shrek Academy to the Tiandou Royal Soul Master Academy.

Next....”

Jiang Ming spoke in a very soothing voice. Under the guidance of his powerful mental strength, his words were able to form clear images in people's minds.

The freshmen and instructors seemed to see scenes from ten thousand years ago.

They seemed to be able to see the helplessness of Shrek Academy at that time, and experience the satisfaction of slapping the students of Tiandou Royal Soul Master Academy in the face.

"Then, Tang San's ancestor was tested by the soul pressure of that powerful being called... oh, yes, called Zhilin Soul Douluo."

Jiang Ming quickly got to the stage he wanted to talk about.

"Under the powerful spirit force pressure, Ancestor Tang San gradually integrated his external spirit bone with his body.

So, have you figured it out?"

At this point, Jiang Ming's voice stopped.

This pause really caught everyone off guard.

A big question mark appeared on the minds of the freshmen and instructors.

Have you realized it?

What are you realizing?!

Isn't this storytelling?!

"Tsk, you guys don't have enough understanding."

Jiang Ming looked at these confused freshmen and shook his head in disappointment.

"When listening to a story, you have to listen to the main point! Look, apart from the pretense and slapping, what is the main point we need to understand from this story?

It was when Tang San's ancestor faced the pressure of the soul power of the Soul Douluo-level strongman that he remained tenacious, strong and brave, and persisted. That's why Tang San's ancestor was able to completely integrate the external soul bone with his body! "

Jiang Ming said with a serious face.

"So, now, you and Tang San are facing a similar situation. What should you do?"

The freshmen and instructors also understood after hearing this.

Wow, this is so convoluted!

"Do you think the spirit power pressure you are facing now is too great? No, no, not too much. Look around, no one has fallen yet.

Some people even haven’t released their martial spirits yet.”

Jiang Ming's eyes swept over the freshmen who had not yet released their martial spirits, and his attention to them increased a little.

When the freshmen heard Jiang Ming's words, they subconsciously looked around.

Indeed, they have already released their martial souls under the pressure of soul power, and even after releasing their martial souls, they are still under tremendous pressure.

But there are people who haven't released their martial spirit yet!

The gap in strength is immediately apparent.

The freshmen who boasted of their great talents were shocked. They thought they were already in the first tier of geniuses, but unexpectedly, they were not even in the second tier!

Soon, half an hour passed in the strong pressure field created by a dozen Soul King instructors using their soul power.

During this half hour, some people didn't even release their martial spirits, while others were already sweating profusely.

"Take a break for ten minutes, and continue in ten minutes."

Jiang Ming said in a deep voice.

The soul power pressure that had been pressing on the freshmen's heads slowly disappeared, and the oppressive feeling gradually dissipated. Most of the freshmen were breathing heavily, looking exhausted.

At this time, several instructors in charge of the freshman cohort came up to them, with cold faces, and said in a deep voice:

"Hurry up and sit down and meditate! This is only the first round!"

The freshmen immediately showed a look of horror.

This half-hour of soul power pressure has already made most of the freshmen sweat profusely, but the instructor told them that this was only the first round?!

"What else? There's still an hour until lunch, so there should be another round."

The instructor of Class 1 gave a friendly reminder.

Jiang Ming had previously explained to them the general process of military training. It was not yet time for lunch, which meant there was another round.

"Report, instructor, I really can't hold on any longer!"

A petite girl gasped.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, and she was breathing heavily, looking like she was about to collapse.

"Can't hold on? You can still speak, right? Sit down and meditate to recover your strength."

The instructor remained unmoved.

Being tired is an instinctive reaction of living things.

But if I say I really can't hold on any longer...I can say it while breathing hard, which obviously means I haven't really reached the point where I can't hold on any longer.

"Instructor, I really..."

"Sit down and meditate! Unless you want to suffer even more in the next round!"

The instructor interrupted the girl directly.

The instructors are very clear about what these freshmen will face next.

Because... before becoming an instructor for these freshmen, Jiang Ming increased the intensity of military training several times and used it on them!

How to say it, that one month of military training, even for those who have already survived, they don’t want to recall it anymore.

Of course, the improvement is quite big.

Therefore, the instructor is not asking them to sit down and meditate immediately to restore their strength. This is not too strict, but is for their own good.

At the instructors' request, the freshmen spent ten minutes in meditation.

During the ten minutes of meditation, Jiang Ming asked Ya Le'er to play a calming song using her martial spirit.

With Ya Le'er's Soul King cultivation and the special nature of her martial soul, the songs she plays are enough to greatly relieve the mental fatigue of the freshmen.

In fact, Jiang Ming could also ask Xiao Ling to eliminate their physical fatigue, but that was actually unnecessary.

Ten minutes passed quickly. For the freshmen who were immersed in meditation, it was just a blink of an eye.

What greets them is a new round of soul power pressure!

"Very good. It seems that everyone has benefited a lot from the meditation practice. Then... let's add ten minutes to the time this time."

When the freshmen woke up from meditation, they were greeted with such bad news, and they all cried out in pain.