My sign-in life in Douluo.

Chapter 343: Sword of Inferiority

Chapter 343: Sword of Inferiority

"Being overly modest is not a good thing, otherwise it will be difficult for you to reach the level of your master!" Cai Meir walked forward slowly, looked at Jian Tongming and said lightly.

"What the dean said is right!" Jian Tongming did not refute. His master was an unattainable existence for him, and he had never thought of surpassing Jiang Siming.

He had mediocre talent in the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect since he was a child, and that slight sense of inferiority had penetrated deep into his bones. Even though he was no worse than any of Huo Yuhao and the others now, he still felt that he was not good enough.

"You still have a long way to go, not just in terms of strength. Your character needs to be improved!" Cai Meir shook her head helplessly. Although the little guy in front of her was quite powerful, it was still quite troublesome to get rid of his inferiority complex.

The others nodded secretly, although they did not look down on Jian Tongming in any way or thought, and sometimes even sighed at his strength in their hearts. But when they were together, they could still feel the inferiority complex in Jian Tongming's bones. It always felt a little uncomfortable when communicating with him.

"Hurry up and absorb the spirit ring! This 6000-year-old sword-shaped grass is very suitable for your Seven Killing Sword spirit. After that, we will head towards the depths of the mixed zone!"

Jian Tongming didn't waste any time and just sat cross-legged to absorb the spirit ring.

"Dean, how strong is that guy?" Zhang Lexuan asked in a low voice.

Cai Meir raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Zhang Lexuan strangely.

"I don't want to compete with him. I just want to know who is more qualified to take on that responsibility, him or me!" Zhang Lexuan shook her head, her eyes as calm as ever.

"Two years ago or even longer ago, he should have been a Soul Douluo. But for some reason he hasn't made a breakthrough yet. In terms of strength alone, he shouldn't be able to surpass you, but his talent is probably even more terrifying than yours." Cai Meir gave her own analysis. Although he didn't know why Jiang Siming had been unwilling to break through to the Soul Douluo realm, he thought that his strength should not be better than Zhang Lexuan, who had already broken through to the Soul Douluo realm at the age of 26.

"No! His eyes tell me that in his heart he is stronger than me. Not even a little bit, so there must be a fight between him and me!" Zhang Lexuan's eyes were full of determination. Zhang Lexuan, who had always been in the strongest posture, had an unprecedentedly strong will to fight in his heart.

Cai Meier could only shake her head helplessly as she looked at Zhang Lexuan who was aroused by her competitive spirit. Zhang Lexuan, who had never experienced setbacks, was very eager for a battle between equals.

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"Sure enough, they are still as rich as ever!" Jiang Siming looked at the super luxurious Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and couldn't help but sigh again.

"It's just average!" Ning Ritian felt a little proud when he heard Jiang Siming's praise. As a disciple of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, he was naturally proud of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

"chief!"

The disciples guarding on both sides saluted respectfully when they saw Ning Ritian returning.

"It seems that your status in the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is not low!" Jiang Siming suddenly said meaningfully.

Ning Ritian looked at Jiang Siming and didn't say much. Instead, he smiled awkwardly.

Jiang Siming is not a fool. He can easily meet someone who is the chief disciple of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. He knows that the other party deliberately met him. Even if he did not bring up the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, the other party would have invited him.

However, they soon arrived in front of the sect hall, where an old man sitting in a wheelchair was waiting for their arrival with a smile on his face.

"Grandpa Jian!" Ning Ritian respectfully bowed to the old man in the wheelchair.

Jiang Siming also wanted to bow slightly, but was stopped by the other party.

"You are an enlightened master, there is no need to do this!"

Jiang Siming didn't pretend and nodded at the other party.

The old man has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. Although he is disabled, his face is dignified. It seems that he was once a powerful figure.

"My name is Jian Donglai, and I'm Tongming's grandfather." Jian Donglai said with a smile.

"The Sect Master has been waiting in the main hall for a long time, you guys should go quickly!"

"Yes! Grandpa Jian!"

Ning Ritian bowed to the other party again and led Jiang Siming into the hall.

"Grandpa Jian was once the strongest guardian of my Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, a Titled Douluo at level 97! It's a pity that he became a disabled man in a battle to protect the sect!" Ning Ritian said with some regret.

"Really?" Jiang Siming turned around and looked at Jian Donglai for some confusion.

"You old fool, your descendants are so miserable!" Jiang Siming shook his head with some regret.

Jiang Siming can't help everyone he meets, so you can only feel a little sorry for Jian Donglai.

The main hall of the Jiubao Liuli Sect is still magnificent and golden, and the sense of nouveau riche is everywhere.

Ten thousand years have passed, and although some things and people have changed, Jiang Siming still feels an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Ning Fengzhi once sat on the chair in the hall, and one of the mean old man and Bone Douluo was always beside him.

But now the one in the hall has been replaced by another one.

"Reporting to the Sect Master! The person has been brought here!" Ning Ritian knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

The figure that was being tackled slowly turned around, and Jiang Siming was able to see the other person's full appearance.

He is elegant and easy-going yet has a hint of majesty. Compared with Ning Fengzhi back then, the current leader of the Nine Treasures Glaze Sect is more confident.

"Ritian, please step back first! Jiang Xiaoyou and I need to have a good chat!"

"Yes!"

Ning Ritian slowly stood up, looked at Jiang Siming with a smile, and then slowly stepped back.

"Since all the outsiders have left, there is no need for you to hide from me, right?" The middle-aged man slowly spread out his hands, and a small blood-red sword slowly emerged.

In an instant, a strong murderous aura filled the entire hall of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

"Oh?" Jiang Siming looked at the middle-aged man in front of him strangely.

"My friend, there is no need to be so surprised. I was just guessing at first! But now it seems to be true! The Heavenly Swords are able to sense each other, and this should be known to everyone."

"I am Ning Caichen, also known as Ning the God of Wealth. I am one of the contemporary Heavenly Swords of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect!"

"Ning Caichen?" Jiang Siming almost choked to death. This name is really weird!

"Don't tell me I have another wife named Nie Xiaoqian!" Jiang Siming said with some evil taste.

"Oh!" Ning Caichen was slightly surprised and asked doubtfully, "Could it be that you and my wife know each other?"

"Haha! Forget it, just pretend I never said anything!"

Jiang Siming waved his hand and stopped worrying about this weird name. It seemed that the Juexian Sword that he had revealed at the Sea God Dating Conference had made them guess, and now they misunderstood that he was the inheritor of the Heavenly Sword.

"What do you want me to do?" Jiang Siming didn't want to waste time, wanting to know what the other party's purpose was? Impossible, just to verify whether he was Tianjian?

"Don't be anxious, my friend. Let me tell you a story." Ning Caichen said lightly.

(End of this chapter)