I can't invite God, I have to become God myself

"what did you say?"

Jia Chen's executive asked softly.

Jia Chen looked away from the window and said, "It's nothing."

It seems to be the aura of supernatural power, but also seems to be a little different?
Moreover, the breath was so erratic that he couldn't pinpoint who it was. However, there was no malice in the breath, but he still needed to check again.

After all, it is still rare for people to ask gods to use magical powers.

"What did you say?"

"Let me report to you, the second positioning competition for this group of students is today."

"Also, you have been asking me to pay attention to Chen Shu before, but there has been some news recently. Now...the entire training camp is spreading rumors that he seems to have a terminal illness..."

Jia Chen:?
"Terminal illness?"

"Mu Bing asked about it, and Chen Shu responded that he was preparing to invite the gods."

Jia Chen glanced at her and waved his hand helplessly: "Let him go, maybe he is actually preparing to invite the gods."

"there's one more thing."

"You said."

"People from the New World Group will also come today. Are they allowed to participate in the positioning match?"

Jia Chen nodded: "Come on, there's nothing wrong with it. We're all students, so we don't need special treatment."

The executive hesitated and said: "But their strength..."

"They are very strong. The New World does have its own way. The gap in strength between peers is indeed not small."

Jia Chen lowered his head and looked at the documents on the desktop, and said: "It just makes everyone in the training camp sober. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."

"If you were hit just because of this, then it doesn't matter if we don't hold this training camp."

"Xiao Zhang." Jia Chen raised his head, his voice seemed to have the power to captivate people, and he looked at his executive: "Keep your head down, look up at the road, and face the gap."

"Yes."

……

Today is a big day for all students.

Under Mu Bing's notice, all the students gathered on the square again, and several arenas stood up from the ground as before, sitting quietly in the center.

The training effect over the past week is very obvious. The crowd gathers together, but it is also quiet.

They were quiet on the surface, but behind their backs they were gritting their teeth, especially when looking at the man in front of him who had taken off his mask today, they all wished they could replace it.

Unconsciously, a week has passed since the last positioning match. I don’t know how many people were still like today when they were training in the Kingdom of Evil Spirits.

This week has been like a nightmare for many students.

They stay in the Kingdom of Evil Spirits for eight hours every day. In addition to the task of killing an evil spirit that must be completed every day, they also have to complete various other tasks, which are complicated and trivial, often said to be eight hours. hours, but most of the time it takes far more than eight hours.

After returning to the present world, he has to practice non-stop. If he can sleep for three or four hours a day, he is considered an outstanding student.

It would be even more uncomfortable to think about certain three people at that time.

Of course, you can choose not to do these tasks, but if you don't do them, you will have no merit points, which means that you will have no resources to practice, and you will directly fall into a dead end.

No one who can come to this training camp is willing to be someone else's green leaf. They all want to achieve some achievements, especially - they give too much.

Earning merit points is simply not on the same level as outside. Under such circumstances, no one is willing to give up even if it is a waste of time.

Chen Shu closed his eyes and breathed gently through his nose, as if a turbid breath was flowing, but it was so subtle that you wouldn't be able to tell it if you weren't paying attention.

It's just that there are all kinds of breaths entering the nasal cavity. All kinds of complicated breaths enter Chen Shu's nasal cavity, but they all become distinct. The breaths are transformed into information flows, which correspond to reality one by one.

The brainpower flows together, and each person's aura is like a file, arranged and placed in Chen Shu's memory palace. As long as a little bit of aura is revealed, Chen Shu can directly extract it.

Compared with Yuanmu, Lingbi is like a radar, more secretive and almost undetectable.

Chen Shu also discovered another wonderful use of Lingbi's job. The sense of smell is a danger sensing organ, and Lingbi has also inherited this ability. The breath transmits not only information, but also some information about strength.Just like the two people around Chen Shu at this time, you can feel the corresponding degree of danger in the aura coming from them - there is almost no danger, and the main thing is that they are amiable.

At this time, almost all the instructors at the scene had dangerous signals in their auras. Especially for Mu Bing and the others, they were even dangerous enough to be fatal!
These divine masters who have been immersed among the spiritual masters for many years do not know how many trump cards they have. If they are not careful, they will die without a burial place.

It is said in the book "Proverbs of the Divine Master": "You never know which god the divine master in front of you has invited." 】

Jedi counterattack does not only exist in story books. Countless blood and tears have proven that you should not underestimate anyone.

Fortunately, Chen Shu has maintained his attitude and has never looked down upon the people of the world. Although the level of danger is not low, he doesn't have any special feelings.

I thought it would be idle to take some life breath to practice, but...

"What are you two looking at?"

Chen Shu helplessly looked at the two people sitting next to him and asked.

Zhang Mu was okay and grinned, but Luo Shan was a little embarrassed and quickly lowered her head.

In the end, Zhang Mu asked in a carefree manner: "Brother Shu, have you finished asking for help?"

This is what Chen Shu said originally.

The two of them rarely see Chen Shu during this period. The weather is bad today. They were worried that Chen Shu would cough to death on the spot, but seeing that he didn't even wear a mask, he should be fine. .

Chen Shu nodded: "Absolutely."

"That's good, that's good." Zhang Mu said with a smile: "If you are still not well, Luo Shan and I don't know what to do."

Over the past week, thanks to Chen Shu, Zhang Mu has experienced the most prosperous period of his life. He feels that his strength has improved a lot, but without Chen Shu, he is not sure whether he can make the top ten.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Shu's face for a while before continuing: "Tsk... there is no change on his face. Why does it feel different? It's like a different person."

"Have it?"

Chen Shu said: "It's probably because you haven't seen my whole face for a week."

"It's different, it's really different."

Zhang Mu said: "It's not that he's handsome, it's just that his temperament is different."

"That's the kind, that's the kind that's rare..."

Chen Shu was a thin-skinned person who hated compliments, but he was too embarrassed to interrupt, so he had to raise his lips and listen attentively.

However, this topic did not last long, and Luo Shan interrupted: "I had another dream a few nights ago."

"Ok?"

"What dream?"

"Hmm..." Luo Shan hesitated for a moment: "I dreamed that the first one was Long Chengyun, and then people came from the new world. Their strength was terrifying, and Long Chengyun was no match at all."

"Where's Brother Shu?"

Zhang Mu asked: "Didn't you dream about it again?"

Luo Shan glanced at Chen Shu with a rather resentful look: "No."

Since Chen Shu appeared, she is no longer confident in her abilities.

How could Long Chengyun be number one?
But speaking of it, if it weren't for Chen Shu, Long Chengyun would indeed be number one.

At this time, a voice sounded from the crowd.

"Long Chengyun is here!"

Chen Shu looked from a distance, and the two people's eyes met each other in mid-air. There was no spark, and they dissipated instantly.

Long Chengyun looked proud and walked towards his seat, while Chen Shu sniffed his nose lightly.

"The aura of the spiritual master."

(End of this chapter)