Douluo Jueshi: Who let him join Shrek!

Chapter 208 How did the eleventh level soul power come in?

Eight o'clock in the morning is a relatively acceptable time for military training to start.

In fact, Jiang Ming originally planned to set the time at six o'clock. After all, the soul master has soul power, and a few hours of sleep is enough for things like sleeping.

But this idea was rejected by Yan Shaozhe. He believed that the time of military training should be similar to the time of class, so that students can smoothly transition to class after military training.

Jiang Ming had no choice about this, because his senior brother was the leader of the martial arts department.

In the early morning, with the rising sun, the freshmen who have just completed their registration are about to usher in an unforgettable military training career.

Jiang Ming stood on the high platform in the middle of Shrek Square, looking at the curious young faces below, and leisurely drinking a cup of milk tea.

"Is it time yet?"

Jiang Ming asked softly.

"It's almost there, there's only one more time left to burn the incense."

A military training instructor who was a disciple of the inner courtyard responded.

Since the introduction of military training, the inner courtyard disciples have another way to complete the tasks of the Shrek Supervisory Team.

One month of military training is considered a supervision task.

Although it takes a long time, the advantage is that there is no risk.

Of course, the military training instructors must also be trained by the previous military training instructors to familiarize themselves with the business.

"I still have a stick of incense. How about one?"

Jiang Ming reached out and touched the storage soul guide at his waist, and a pair of exquisite cards suddenly appeared in his hand.

The two instructors next to Jiang Ming looked at each other and agreed without hesitation.

If it were any other instructor, this would be military training soon and he would definitely be scolded if he dared to play cards!

But Jiang Ming is different, he is the big devil!

As the initiator of the military training activity, he still has some privileges.

Soon, under the eager gazes of hundreds of freshmen below, Jiang Ming, the chief instructor of military training, played cards with two instructors.

"Yes A!"

"I'm sorry!"

This voice did not avoid the freshmen below at all.

Below, the freshmen looked bewildered as they watched the instructor make no move and instead played cards.

They were informed that they would go to Shrek Square to receive military training at this time, but they didn't know anything else.

In such a confused situation, the time for a stick of incense passed quickly.

"Little King!"

"I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry!"

"A 3! I win!"

Jiang Ming threw away the cards in his hand and stood up happily.

At the same time, the bell of class came from the teaching building.

Not far away, two figures followed the ringing and entered the square almost at the moment the ringing ended.

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows and glanced at the two freshmen who had stepped in.

"Those two coming in from behind, come here."

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong heard Jiang Ming's call from the high platform and looked at each other nervously, but still walked toward Jiang Ming uneasily.

"Instructor, we, we should not be late." Wang Dong was the first to speak. Apart from the fact that they came relatively late, he couldn't think of the reason why the instructor was watching the military training before it even started.

Jiang Ming nodded, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Well, you two are indeed not late."

Hearing this, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong both looked happy, thinking that they would not be punished.

"So I won't punish you. However, since you are so late, you should stand at the front of the team and perform well and set an example."

Jiang Ming added.

After speaking, Jiang Ming did not hesitate, skillfully picked up a loudspeaker soul guide, and asked the instructor to start forming the team.

After a while, the three to four hundred freshmen were divided into five classes and five large queues. Each queue was led by two instructors.

This arrangement is also the class arrangement for the freshmen after their military training.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were originally going to be in the first class team, but unfortunately, they were caught by Jiang Ming and stood at the front to set an example for others.

Wang Dong seems to be fine. He has been a genius that has attracted much attention since he was a child. But Huo Yuhao was obviously not used to it. He felt very uncomfortable being stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes.

"Well, it's very good. They are all in good spirits and there are no fools who don't wear school uniforms. It's pretty good."

Jiang Ming nodded with satisfaction.

What he didn't know was that after his first military training, freshmen were reminded to wear school uniforms when receiving military training.

"Then, military training officially begins!"

Jiang Ming snapped his fingers, and in an instant, a dozen tyrannical waves of soul power swept over the freshmen in the queue.

The first wave of soul power pressure was not very strong. Under the control of the instructors, the overall soul power pressure was maintained at about level ten.

This level of soul power pressure will make a soul master with more than ten levels of soul power cultivation feel very uncomfortable, while a soul master with more than twenty levels of soul power cultivation will subconsciously release his martial soul.

For a time, yellow and purple soul rings appeared one after another in the queue of freshmen, reflecting each other in the tight queue.

On Jiang Ming's side, he personally took care of the two freshmen who had just arrived.

He also released the soul power pressure, but deliberately raised the soul power by one level, making the soul power pressure reach an eleventh level.

However, when the eleventh level of soul power pressure enveloped the two freshmen, forcing them to release their martial souls, Jiang Ming was a little stunned.

It wasn't because of how outstanding the performance of these two freshmen was, but because the situation of these two guys was a bit beyond his expectation.

The handsome-looking freshman with pink-blue hair performed very well and did not feel any difficulty under the pressure of the eleventh-level soul power. Even when he released his martial soul, Jiang Ming was slightly surprised by the two soul rings, one yellow and one purple.

The second soul ring reaches a thousand years, this talent is extraordinary!

The other new student also surprised Jiang Ming.

It’s not that this guy also has a super soul ring matching ratio, but

The white ten-year soul ring is really special!

Everyone in the square, including the instructors, had yellow and purple soul rings, and not one of them was white!

And the new student in front of him only has one soul ring, a white ten-year soul ring!

Even when Jiang Ming released the eleventh level of soul power pressure, the white-ringed freshman was directly crushed to the ground!

"Huo Yuhao! Huo Yuhao!"

Seeing Huo Yuhao fall, Wang Dong shouted anxiously.

"Stop shouting, he's fine."

Jiang Ming walked to Huo Yuhao, looked at his painful look, and frowned slightly.

He stretched out his hand to feel the soul power in Huo Yuhao's body, and his frown instantly deepened.

"Eleventh level soul power?! Isn't the admission requirement for the outer courtyard a fifteenth level soul power before the age of twelve? How did this kid get in?"

(End of this chapter)