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Under the tree, a teenager in a white and blue kimono school uniform is trying to wield a wooden knife in his hand.

It was in the woods far from the residential area, and due to years of training, the ground had been flattened by him, leaving only bare dirt.

His name is Sun Ping, and he is just an ordinary student. After finishing my homework every day, it's anime graphic novels, and sometimes I play with figures. Because of his good grades, his parents don't have a problem with him, but every time they meet, they have to say a few words to put their studies first and don't waste time on anime.

Since he was a child, he has been strong and rarely gets sick, but during the college entrance examination, he was so nervous that he had a heart attack. This person, when he is unlucky, Pikachu can't stop him. Originally, I thought that I could be successfully admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, hey, a year of review was in vain, and I knew that I would have watched more anime.

The moment he saw the black-clothed Grim Reaper, he finally realized that death was not the end, but the beginning of another world. Similarly, when he came to this world, he felt that his life had really begun.

"Where's that garbage? I saw him coming here. ”

"Forget it, that garbage is bullying and uninterested, let's go."

The voices outside the woods faded away, literally far away. When they say garbage, they mean him.

It's been five years since he came here, and within these five years, he finally passed the assessment of the Mao Spiritual Academy and became a qualified student. It's a pity that he has only been in the academy for half a month, and his spiritual pressure has not been able to go up, on the contrary, the spiritual power on his body has disappeared without a trace, and no one can find out the reason. Originally, he was still a first-class Lingwei, but in the blink of an eye, he became a zero-class student, which naturally became a joke among the students of the whole school, and also became a poor student who did not want to make progress in the eyes of the teacher.

The word Lingwei was not made up by Sun Ping, I remember that in chapter 83 of the comic, when Shiba Iwashi introduced his eldest brother Shibo Haiyan, he said that Shiba Haiyan was a sixth-class Lingwei. So even if he hasn't taken a class, he still knows these basics.

Spiritual power can't go up, spiritual pressure naturally can't go up, spiritual power is like water, and spiritual pressure is like the weight of water, only when there is more water, the weight can increase. At least third-class Lingwei can graduate and become a god of death, and those who are not qualified will be expelled. Of course, there has never been such a person in history, and I hope he will not be the first.

Can't even go up to the first-class Lingwei, let alone the third-class Lingwei, the more you cultivate to the back, the slower it is, most people succeed in reaching the second-class Lingwei in a year, but you can reach the third-class, it will take at least three or four years, just graduate.

In order to successfully graduate and become a glorious Grim Reaper, he would come here every day to train hard, hoping that the energy would change and the qualitative change would occur.

"Heh——。"

Sun Ping didn't know how many times he had swung the wooden knife, until his hands were sore, the sky was drowsy, and it was about to get dark, and he couldn't see his surroundings clearly, he slowly turned around and walked towards the place where he lived.

I don't know when he will be able to become a glorious Grim Reaper.

Runlin'an, the first area of Liusoul Street, after Sun Ping entered the Zhenyang Spiritual Academy, he often came here to rest after school on weekends. He didn't like living on campus very much, and he lived here anyway the day he didn't live on campus. Originally, I wanted to have a good relationship with Hibanya Winter Shirou and Hinamori Momo, but unfortunately the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, he couldn't be the god of death, and making friends would only increase the sadness.

After walking for a while, I finally heard the laughter in the thatched house.

"Wet the bed, peach, call me little lion again, I'll spit on you."

"I won't scream when the little lion enters the Grim Reaper Academy, hehe."

Listening to the words of the two, Sun Ping felt like he had found home. It's been five years since he came to the Corpse Soul Realm, he has never been cared for, and for unknown reasons, many people are reluctant to make friends with him, and for five years, he doesn't even have a place to talk to himself.

Coming to the thatched house, Sun Ping looked inside.

There was an old man sitting upright in the thatched house, the old man looked seventy or eighty years old, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyebrows were kind. Next to the stove, there are two people who are fighting, a man and a woman, the woman's appearance is pure, not who is Hinamori Momo, and the other is silver-haired and green-eyed, it is the future captain of the Juban team, Hibanya Winter Shiro.

"Grandma, I'm here to see you."

In order to enhance his friendship with them, Sun Ping slowly bowed to the old grandmother.

Grandma nodded, beckoned Sun Ping and said with a smile: "Come in and sit down and drink a glass of water." With that, she lifted the kettle from the stove and poured hot water for the night.

"Brother Aping, you're not here to pick up the bedwetting peaches, are you?" Hibanya Winter Shirou pushed away Hinamori Momo, ran over, stood at the door and asked Sun Pingdao.

Although Sun Ping and these people are from different worlds, since he came to this world, he feels that there is no barrier to communication between them, and he doesn't know if it is because of the same soul.

"Do you want to keep it?" Sun Ping took off his shoes and entered, sat respectfully beside his grandmother, and laid the wooden knife flat in front of him, looking extremely polite and polite.

Winter Shilang is still young, he looks much shorter than Sun Ping, on weekdays, Winter Shilang is called Sun Ping Aping Ge, if you really compare the ages of the two, Winter Shilang is older than his father.

Winter Shirou's face was disgusted, he glanced at Hinamori Momo, and said, "I want to beg you to pick her up quickly, it's too annoying." ”

Sun Ping was speechless, does this guy like Hinamori Momo? Is it because he has changed since he came into this world? Oh, no, it turned out to be a flirting between couples, it's easy to say.

"I'm not here to pick it up, anyway, when I go, they always make it difficult for me, annoying, it's better not to go." Sun Ping raised his head and lay on the ground, holding his head in his hands.

"Well, are they still doing this to you?" Hinamori asked at this time.

Although he passed the assessment and officially became a Grim Reaper student, the people in the class didn't like him, and they made all kinds of difficulties, and they wanted him to drop out. The specific reason is simple, because he is too weak, which pulls down the average score of the class.

No one has ever regressed in strength, he is the first, and I believe it may be the last.

Looking at the roof beams, Sun Ping didn't know what to do in the future. He really wants to become the Grim Reaper and make his life more exciting, but this path may never be completed.

"Your spiritual pressure hasn't been raised yet?" Winter Shilang also felt some sympathy, and asked as he sat by the fire.

Sun Ping still didn't speak, just quietly looked at the beam above his head.

"It's okay, there's still five years to go, take your time." Hinamori Tao casually packed up something, and then said with a smile: "I'll go first, help me say hello to Ah Chen and Xiao Ya." ”

Before he finished speaking, the man had already run out of the house.

"Don't come back, wet the bed!" Hinamori Momo shouted out the door.

Sun Ping just lay down like this, and unconsciously fell asleep, without even drinking the water that his grandmother poured for him.

I was so tired just now, I slept too hard this night, and no one could wake up.

In his sleep, he was dressed in a death overlord suit, holding a slashing knife in his hand, with a faint smile, looking at the broken face in front of him, and whispered a word of relief. In an instant, his whole body underwent a big transformation, the death tyrant's outfit turned into a slim trench coat, and the slashing knife in his hand also changed.

"Absorb 99% of spiritual power."

Who knew that after the swastika was solved, the broken face in front of him disappeared, and a line of words appeared out of thin air, which made Sun Ping a little puzzled, and he didn't understand why the dream was developing in this direction.

"Absorb 100% of spiritual power, and the transformation system will be activated."