Twenty-eight times.

Since that day, only one day has passed, and the number of assassinations of Wei Gushu has reached a terrifying twenty-eight.

And there are four days left.

Qingjiang, who no longer controls his strength at about the second rank, has gone all out, and both the method and frequency of assassinations have changed qualitatively.

On the first day alone, Wei Jushu lost six chances.

Although he has also become stronger, this does not seem to be enough compared to the degree of Qingjiang's acceleration.

In the blink of an eye, when Wei Jushu stood in front of the dormitory and announced that today's assassination was over, there were only two chances left, and there were still four full days left.

He had died nineteen times in the past three days, nine times on the first day of the rule, and now he had only two chances left to survive the remaining four days, which was undoubtedly unthinkable.

Therefore, Wei Gushu was extremely silent.

He carried his canvas bag in silence, and in order to minimize the chance of being assassinated, he avoided all complicated occasions all day, and even did not attend classes for the whole day.

But the result was still so merciless.

All the students on the forum were guessing that Wei Jushu would be assassinated more than thirty times tomorrow, and the odds reached an astonishing 7:1

"Wei Gu Shu! Here and here! ”

Yu Zhiyu stood at the door of the canteen, carrying a large bag of sweets, all of which were half-price desserts packed from the first floor of the second canteen, waiting for Wei Jushu here.

Just a few hours ago, she received an RNS message from Wei Gushu, asking her to help buy some discounted desserts.

"What have you been doing lately, there has been a lot of uproar in the forum, saying that you have been assassinated, and you have been absent from all the classes of the internship group, so that not to mention the town anomaly exam, your credits will be completely hung up first...."

Yu Zhi, who hadn't seen him for a long time, crossed his waist, and as soon as he saw him, he crackled like a bamboo tube pouring beans and finished what he wanted to say, and then he took a breath and saw the state of Wei Gu Shu in front of him.

His state is very bad, not to mention the physical damage for the time being, just to mention the countless countless near-death experiences, even if it is only once, for ordinary people, it will be a nightmare that wakes him up many years later, and Wei Gu has experienced twenty-nine different ways of dying extremely real in the past few days.

The clothes on his body were torn and dusty, and there were a lot of dried blood stains on the neckline and hem.

"Why are you so... Haggard? ”

"You died twenty-eight times in four days, and you are emaciated...."

Wei Jushu waved his hand a little tiredly and sighed.

"Is it true that the forum uploads it? Are you really being assassinated in a mad way? ”

"Well, it's part of the training.... There are four days left, and if I am killed thirty times in those four days, I will be considered a failure. ”

"If you don't succeed in fighting back once in four days, it's a failure."

"That's... So how many times have you been? ”

"The last four days.... Twenty-eight times. ”

Yu Zhiyu was a little anxious, even if Wei Gu was a genius she had to admit, but this kind of intensity was just nonsense, how could there be such an explosive training method to toss a freshman who was not an abnormality in the town?

"Isn't that just two left?"

"Hmm."

Wei Gushu replied a little autistic.

"How much do these sweets cost? I'll pass it on to you. ”

"You only have two chances left, and you're still worried about sweets?"

Yu Zhiyu looked at the haggard Wei Jushu, sighed, and handed him the big bag in his hand.

"I invited you, and the ones I bought were all expiring, and I didn't have much money."

She knew why Wei Gushu wanted her to buy desserts for the expiration date, because those would be discounted by five percent, which was cheap.

Thinking that he was in such a miserable and painful state, he had to instinctively save money, Yu Zhiyu felt a little blocked in his heart.

"Thank you."

Wei Jushu nodded a little sneeringly and took the dessert in her hand.

But he didn't leave like this, but patted Yu Zhiyu, who was a little sulking.

"I know you're worried about me, but don't worry, I know what to do."

When the two were still high school students, they had already experienced life and death together in the most desperate circumstances, and they already had some subtle tacit understanding with each other in some places, as well as unconditional trust in each other.

"The main thing to buy the advent period is to save, and the compensation after that incident is enough for my living expenses for four years of college."

"Also, everyone in the forum seems to be betting on whether I can survive this training and get killed less than thirty times?"

"Well, I am generally not optimistic about you, after all, there are only two chances left, but there are still four days left, and the odds are almost seven times."

Wei Jushu nodded and pointed at himself with his thumb.

"Then help me bet too, bet 30,000."

"Bet on me to win."

Wei Jushu showed a free and easy smile that didn't care about most things as always, patted Yu Zhiyu's shoulder, and didn't say anything more, just asked her to bet for herself.

Bet on yourself to win.

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After returning to the dormitory, Wei took off his clothes, carefully washed the blood and dust on his body, and then used hot water to relieve his fatigue.

The number of assassinations he suffered in these four days, using Qingjiang's algorithm, is equivalent to the training amount of ordinary people in several years.

Confronting the top killers every day, hovering between life and death every day, Wei Gushu felt the twenty-eight most dying feelings so intensively, which made his gains far greater than others imagined.

It even far exceeded Qingjiang's expectations.

Principal Zhenjun had explained the nature of soul pressure in detail in a previous open class on Introduction to Soul Pressure.

Wei Jushu still remembered that class, the entire largest lecture hall usually sat less than half, and half an hour before the class started, it was already crowded, and the students who did not have seats simply stood aside, even so, the number of people listening to the class was so large that the corridor was full of people.

Wei Gushu, Li Shengruo, and Yu Zhiyu went late, crowded in the crowd, and listened to the public class.

Because it was very crowded and hot, Wei Gushu remembered it very clearly.

Principal Zhenjun said that the essence of soul pressure is divided into strength and magnitude, and the strength of the soul directly affects these two.

The soul is the container, and the soul pressure is the water in it, which can be replenished quickly after consumption, but the expansion of the container is extremely difficult.

In the world of the deviants, there is no cultivation method in novels, and there is only one way to strengthen one's soul.

That is to break through between life and death, to realize between clarity and chaos, and to step forward in tempering and frustration, so as to break through the limits.

Every powerful soul must transcend countless lives and deaths, understand infinite truths, and reach this height only after thousands of tempers and overcoming countless fates.

Swordsmanship, fighting skills, experience, yes; The same is true of the growth of the soul, the operation of the Fa, and the mentality of the strong.

There are no shortcuts, and that's the only way to become stronger.

And in the past few days, he has experienced countless tribulations and countless lives and deaths, to what extent has his soul grown?

The answer shocked Wei Gushu himself.