Rebirth and daily cultivation

Several classmates nearby heard it, and first looked at the speaker, a fat man with small eyes and disdain on his face. He looked very difficult to mess with.

Then they looked at Jiang Ning, whose face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard.

So several classmates easily concluded that Jiang Ning must be someone who doesn't want to cause trouble.

Of course Jiang Ning heard it. He knew who the speaker was, Song Sheng, a boy from Class 8, Grade 1.

Although No. 4 Middle School is one of the top three high schools in the city, it is still full of students with various qualities. People like Song Sheng typically rely on their size to bully others.

Song Sheng's grades were not bad, he was among the top ten in the class, and he was from the urban area of ​​Yuzhou. This kind of person was more difficult to deal with when he was bad.

Song Sheng often made trouble at the back of the class. He often found others to compete with others, such as wrestling, and sometimes he got into trouble. He was so fierce that he knocked over several tables and made a mess on the floor. He never cleaned up for others, but used it as a Be proud of it.

And feel that bullying others can establish a kind of "authority" of their own.

Let alone 2013, this kind of thing cannot be completely eliminated even ten years later.

Later, something happened, and Song Sheng was punished by the school with a major demerit. Later, he calmed down a bit. His mouth was still dirty, but he was less violent. He was stable until the college entrance examination and went to a 211 school.

Two years after graduation, Jiang Ning contacted an old classmate and heard someone talking about Song Sheng.

The classmate said with a look of gloating that Song Sheng had beaten someone in the company and his family was willing to pay compensation, but the victim refused to accept the money, so they sent him to jail for two years and ruined most of his life.

Jiang Ning recalled the memory of Song Sheng. He didn't have many interactions with him. The only conflict was when he was playing with his mobile phone. Song Sheng was fighting with others, knocking over his table and smashing his mobile phone to the ground.

He picked up the phone and found that the screen was not broken. At that time, he knew that Song Sheng was not easy to mess with, so he left it alone.

Now that he is living again, Jiang Ning no longer cares about the grudges from back then.

Song Sheng's behavior today made Jiang Ning laugh. It was like an ant showing off its power and not knowing how high the sky was.

Jiang Ning thought about it and felt a little unhappy.

He activated his consciousness and planned to give it a try.

He cultivated the "Jin Xuan Fen Shen Jue" in his previous life with the secret method of spiritual consciousness. He cultivated it to the level of Dacheng. He could transmit sounds thousands of miles and kill people with a single thought. This was just the basics. He could also turn his spiritual consciousness into thousands and become an almost immortal existence.

It's a pity that the catastrophe of transformation into gods contains the rules of heaven and earth. No matter how much spiritual consciousness is divided, it can't escape annihilation.

Rebuilding this secret method in this life is progressing very quickly. In just a few days, he can use the "Shocking Thorn" that comes with the secret method.

While Jiang Ning was thinking, Instructor Li shouted as usual:

"Stand still!"

"Step together...go!"

The formation moved forward.

Song Sheng was sweating all over, thinking that Instructor Li was so inhumane. If he hadn't been too strong, he would have had to go up and slap him in the face.

But that kid just now was really interesting. He wanted to be in the limelight, right?

Why don't you see if your little arms and legs can bear it?

Song Sheng thought that when the military training was over, he would practice with this boy. Then he would mock him in the back of the classroom in front of the whole class. If he dared to disobey, he would pin him to the ground to establish his authority in the class. authority on.

When the time comes, he will be covered in ashes and make a fool of himself, and no girl in the class will fall in love with him.

He did this in junior high school, and successfully established his "authority" after repeated attempts.

When Song Sheng was imagining, a dark shadow came overwhelmingly in his mind. His brain suddenly hurt, as if a sharp nail penetrated his skull from deep in the shadow, causing him to scream loudly in pain.

Several male classmates next to him were startled, their steps were trembling and confused, and they quickly looked this way.

Song Sheng held his head and rolled around on the ground. The scene was miserable but also a bit funny.

Ma Shicheng on the side thought of the picture of a fat pig rolling around.

Instructor Li frowned and walked over. By this time, Song Sheng was no longer in pain. It only hurt for a moment, but now it was back to normal. He quickly got up.

"What are you doing?" Instructor Li was a little worried at first, but now that he saw him acting normal, his temper suddenly rose.

"Where is the playing field?"

Song Sheng scolded Instructor Li angrily in his heart, and at the same time he was full of doubts. What happened to him just now?

"Instructor Li, my head suddenly hurt just now, and now it doesn't hurt anymore." Song Sheng explained.

Instructor Li saw that Song Sheng was sweating, so he did not continue to embarrass him.

"Keep training!"

The team of Class 8 was rearranged.

"stand at attention!"

"Practice turning around next!"

"turn right!"

The formation moved.

Ma Shicheng turned right, and ended up face to face with the classmate opposite. Ma Shicheng suspected that he had made the wrong turn, so he quickly turned around.

"Wrong, wrong!" Instructor Li shouted:

"Which is right, which is right? Isn't there no distinction between left and right?"

"Stand at attention and turn right!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Ning activated the 'Shocking Thorn' again.

For a moment, Song Sheng's hair stood on end. He once again recalled the fear dominated by the inexplicable pain. As the shadow fell, it seemed as if that terrible nail was about to pierce into his brain the next moment...

"Ah!" Song Sheng suddenly screamed.

Once again, several classmates next to him were so frightened that they all shouted in unison:

"Grass!"

To Song Sheng's surprise, when he screamed, the nail did not drive into his brain. Instead, it disappeared without a trace, which was a false alarm.

Song Sheng stood there, extremely embarrassed.

Next to him, Guo Kunnan, who was dark-skinned and somewhat handsome, said happily:

"It screams like a slaughtered pig."

Someone laughed and said: "It's obviously a pig that was killed."

The classmate whose family sells pork retorted:

"It's a pig that has just been put into boiling water to lose its hair!"

"Hahahaha!" The students in both classes were amused, and the air became happy.

Song Sheng's face was ashen, he clenched his fists tightly, and his nails pierced into his palms without even realizing it.

He remembered the people he had just laughed at and prepared to take revenge.

Then Song Sheng felt that the light in front of him dimmed. Instructor Li stood in front of him and said politely:

"Run five laps."

Song Sheng wanted to kill someone after hearing this, and said in a very angry tone: "Instructor, I didn't mean it just now!"

"Ten laps." Instructor Li's eyes were cold.

Song Sheng's forehead twitched, obviously on the verge of explosion, and then he ran honestly.

Two consecutive interruptions disrupted Instructor Li’s training plan:

"Disband and rest on the spot for fifteen minutes."

Then the boys from Class 8, Grade 1, sat on the grass and watched Song Sheng run.

After a while, the girls' team next door also took a rest. Since they were not far away, the girls' team just heard Song Sheng's screams.

Some cheerful girls, or those with familiar classmates, came over to ask about the situation, which caused many male classmates to complain:

"Don't mention it. You were just a fool. You must have lost your mind."

"This is the first time I've seen something like this, so bad luck!"

"Don't say that, we can rest thanks to Song Sheng's contribution!"

"Haha, it's okay. We have to thank him properly later!"

As a group of male classmates laughed and laughed, Song Sheng's reputation spread to the girls, and he became a laughing stock for a while.