"I'm a halfway monk, I've been living as a professional killer since I was a child, and I awakened the soul pressure by chance when I became an adult, and I was selected by the north as a genius like you, and then emerged as an intern group, and the children who received systematic training can't compare."

"If you talk about the strength of pure soul pressure, the amount of soul pressure, and the strength of the Fa, how strong can I be?"

"The strength of the soul pressure, tenth? Eleventh class? No matter how high you evaluate it, it will not be higher than the twelfth intensity. I can only wait for E, and at most I can only wait for Ding. ”

"However, killing people, if you only talk about killing people, I am really beyond the limits of human theory, even if I am compared to Zheng, I can't surpass me in killing talent."

"This is the source of my quasi-C evaluation, and the person who gives me this rank is Mr. Mo Daosang."

Qing Jiang smiled and looked at Wei Gushu.

"If you can fight back against me, then you will be considered to have overfulfilled this round of coaching."

"If it's not done, maybe Boss Mo won't even see you."

Qingjiang exhaled slowly, as if he was reminiscing.

"After all, he's busy and strong."

"That's it! This is the end of the remembrance and explanation! If you can't do it in five days, then you can declare it a failure! ”

"If I kill you thirty times in five days, then it's a failure!"

Qing Jiang laughed and gave the final conclusion, and Wei Jushu couldn't help but be shocked.

In the beginning, in these three days, he had already been killed twenty times, and there were only ten chances left?

Three days, twenty times, and the remaining five days, to control within ten! If this limit is exceeded, it will fail. If you don't exceed this limit, but you can't successfully fight back once in five days, it's a failure!

Wei Gushu's brain began to calculate at a rapid pace, analyzing the current situation.

Physical strength, adaptability, vigilance, and accuracy for combat..... These are all qualitative leaps compared to three days ago, and Qingjiang's assassination will be more and more adapted to himself.

The answer is yes!

Wei Jushu nodded, signaling that he understood.

But the moment he nodded, Qingjiang's fingers opened slightly, and a very small Kroger pistol appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Without pause, he pulled the trigger, and a bullet ran down Wei Gushu's cheek, deeply embedded in the ceiling of the cafeteria.

Qing Jiang was still squinting like that, smiling like a snake without warmth, and the muzzle of the pistol he held up in his hand emitted green smoke, curling up with the air.

"Twentieth time, you have ten times left, Xiao Wei."

"By the way, the intensity I used to assassinate you was always at the first level, but now it's starting to speed up."

"Since the rules are explained, it makes sense to speed up, right?"

The corners of Wei Gushu's mouth twitched for a moment, and then he outlined a sharp arc.

"Of course! Can't ask for it! ”

Wei Yushu couldn't help but laugh too, he didn't hesitate at all, stepped on the table, and swept towards the man in black amid the exclamation of his classmates.

At the moment of passing by the table, he quickly picked up the table knife on the table, and the silver table knife was caught between his fingers, like a feline claw, and swooped towards Qingjiang.

Wei Gushu hooked his fist diagonally towards Qingjiang, and the table knife in his hand was about to be inserted into the artery on the side of his neck.

Wei Jushu is extremely good at observing and learning, and the intensive assassinations these days have made him feel the most lethal parts of the human body, and the attack at this moment has no superfluous movements, which is extremely refined.

"Well, it's good."

Wei Gushu's punch was extremely accurate, but the table knife wrapped in great force was blocked by the small black plate in the latter's palm, and the table knife twisted and deformed, deeply embedded in it.

"But it's still far from it."

The table knife was embedded in the black square plate that appeared in Qing Jiang's hand, and it was difficult to pull it out for a while, and the thumb and index finger of Qing Jiang's other hand had already grabbed a chopstick, and using the chopsticks as a knife, it swept through Wei Gushu's throat as lightly as a wind, leaving a dark purple scar.

"Oh for the twenty-first time."

Ignoring the pain of Wei Gushu falling to the ground, Qing Jiang dropped the chopsticks pinched by his thumb and index finger and looked at the plate in his palm.

He tried to pull out the table knife embedded in it, but the depth of the inlay was far greater than he imagined, and he couldn't pull it out at once.

He hadn't passed the E-class exam yet, and even after only a month of enrollment, his physical strength had almost surpassed the limits of human beings.

You must know that this black plate is the specialized armor used for the main battle tank, and the knife under the outbreak of Wei Gushu is deeply embedded in it.

"Such a big brute force, is it really human?"

Qing Jiang took a deep look at Wei Gu Shu who fell to the ground

"It's really a monster... Wei Gu... You're the real monster...."

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By the time Wei Gushu got up from the ground, it was already half an hour later, and in the frightened eyes of everyone in the school medical team who was called by Qingjiang for first aid, Wei Gushu got up from the ground by himself as if nothing had happened, and patted the dust on his clothes.

"What time is it?"

He was in shock for a long time, which made his head still a little deprived of oxygen at the moment, dizzy, and he patted his head to try to regain his balance.

"Twelve fifty .... Classmate, don't you really matter? You couldn't breathe just now. ”

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, I'm starting to get used to it."

Wei Gushu touched his neck with his fingers, where the original dark purple bruise scar was only a faint red at the moment, he coughed a few times, and after coughing out a few blood clots, he completely breathed smoothly.

"I still had time to catch up with the first class in the afternoon.... I'm going to buy a bottle of juice..."

Wei Gushu coughed up the blood clot as if he was nothing, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and thanked a few people from the school medical team before picking up his backpack and preparing for class.

The classmates around them also turned a blind eye and continued to do their own things, and they seemed to have gotten used to it.

Only the members of the school medical team, as well as Liang Cai, were greatly impacted.

Specifically, in the past few days, Yu Zhiyu found that she no longer ate her original favorite cranberry jam toast for breakfast, and even when she saw the grape juice in her hand, she would turn on the silent vibration mode and shake it a few times.

"Cai Cai, don't you like to eat cranberry jam toast the most? I've got you covered. ”

"Thank you.... Uhhh ”

Yu Zhiyu looked at her in confusion as she hugged the puppy man, blinked her eyes, and decided to eat it herself.

"What the hell is going on..."

"Yesterday, yesterday .... In the cafeteria, Mr. Wei sprayed cranberry jam! ”

"Huh?"

Yu Zhiyu was holding bread in his mouth, and when he heard such an explanation, he was even more confused.

What is Wei Gu doing with this b?