BSI Chapter 173 Do You Think I’m Not Good Enough?
Chapter 173 Do You Think I’m Not Good Enough?
Chapter 173 Do You Think I’m Not Good Enough?
The sun is scorching.
The golden light enveloped the entire Poseidon Mountain, making it appear particularly sacred.
On the stairs, several figures were sitting cross-legged, with expressions of struggle on their faces, but they never moved at all.
Almost a month.
Jiang Siming has reached the 812th step at the maximum height.
Under the tremendous pressure of the Light of the Sea God, Jiang Siming's soul power level is also increasing rapidly.
In just one month, he advanced another two levels, reaching level 1.
In just one month, the improvements made by others were also huge.
Dai Mubai was already close to a breakthrough, and with the help of the Seagod's Light, he reached level 70 half a month ago, becoming the first person among the crowd to reach Soul Saint.
However, as the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die. As soon as he absorbed the God-given soul ring and was able to display his martial soul's true form, he wanted to show off in front of everyone and challenge Jiang Siming.
The result, of course, was that he was beaten into a pig's head by Jiang Siming, and he continued to practice after saying some harsh words.
Time flies, and the deadline for Tang San and others' assessment is getting closer.
Except for Shuiyueer and Bai Chenxiang, the others have already been practicing on steps above 100.
Tang San even reached the terrifying level of 276.
However, the most pretentious person is obviously not Tang San, but Jiang Siming.
Almost reaching the top of the mountain, Jiang Siming sat steadily on the 956th step.
The sword energy rising into the sky seemed to tear apart the light of the sea god, and the blue silver grass on both sides of the steps all had their leaves lying flat on their backs.
Jiang Siming slowly opened his eyes and exhaled. He used his soul power to evaporate the sweat on his clothes and slowly stood up.
The overwhelming pressure from all sides didn't seem to hinder Jiang Siming at all.
In fact, the pressure of the steps after level 700 and the steps at level 600, the pressure given by the Light of Poseidon is not much higher.
After all, even the energy that gods can leave in Douluo Continent is limited, and a mere restriction always has a limit to what it can endure.
But after reaching level 900, Jiang Siming came again, marking the next watershed.
Standing on the 956th step, Jiang Siming looked up at the Temple of Poseidon that seemed to be just around the corner, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
After nearly a year of training, Jiang Siming's soul power reached a bottleneck again, reaching level 69, and he was only one step away from breaking through to Soul Saint. It was not that Jiang Siming could not break through, but that he had been suppressing his level. After all, the sign-in task for the sixth soul ring required a soul ring of years, so the required soul ring must also be a soul ring of years.
Tang San and others’ first two tests were conducted on this island within an island. Jiang Siming is temporarily unable to hunt soul beasts.
Instead of putting aside this check-in task that is bound to come, it is better to try your luck and see if you can get a new check-in task.
"Let me see what the Sea God can do?" Jiang Siming murmured, his tone revealing his desire to conquer without any concealment.
Jiang Siming also had the confidence to say this. Compared to the God of Evil and the God of Shura, although the God of the Sea was powerful, he was still not good enough.
The light of the sea god seemed to sense Jiang Siming's provocation, and an even stronger pressure came towards Jiang Siming.
"Come on!" Jiang Siming snorted coldly, and the steps that had been standing still for a long time slowly moved forward again.
Step by step, Jiang Siming's feet became heavier and heavier, and each step hit the ground with a dull sound.
At the foot of the Sea God Mountain, everyone stopped practicing. When they heard the familiar muffled sound again, they knew that Jiang Siming was heading towards the top of the mountain again.
"No. 954, No. 955, No. 981, No. 982, No. 999." Jiang Siming kept muttering to himself, trying to distract himself from the pain brought by the huge pressure of the Light of the Sea God.
In previous attempts, Jiang Siming could only reach the 999th step and could not move forward any further.
This time, Jiang Siming firmly believed that he could definitely cross the 1000th step.
"rise!"
The sword energy that soared into the sky seemed to tear the light of the sea god into pieces. The golden light around Jiang Siming could not help but block out waves.
Jiang Siming's right leg had been lifted into the air, and his left leg was bearing the enormous pressure alone, so it was bent a little.
With bloodshot eyes, Jiang Siming looked at the magnificent temple just in front of him, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.
The tremendous pressure even caused Jiang Siming to feel a little short of oxygen, and the temple in front of him seemed to be a little distorted.
As a trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of Jiang Siming's mouth, Jiang Siming's somewhat blurry eyes once again showed a hint of clarity.
"Ah ah!"
"boom!"
Jiang Siming stepped hard on the 1000th step with his right foot.
Blood dripped from his chin onto the steps, forming a bloody flower.
Jiang Siming did not pause. He raised his left foot in one go, and another muffled sound echoed throughout the Sea God Mountain.
The overwhelming pressure forced Jiang Siming, who had already reached his limit, to bend his knees. An unprecedented feeling of anger surged from Jiang Siming's heart.
"Don't even think about asking me to kneel down!" Jiang Siming said stubbornly with a ferocious smile.
Jiang Siming stopped his legs with trembling hands. The Temple of Poseidon not far away seemed to sense Jiang Siming's indomitable spirit and emitted a dazzling golden light.
The pressure of Poseidon's Light suddenly increased again.
"Crack!"
A crisp voice sounded, and the expression on Jiang Siming's face had become extremely ferocious.
There was a sharp pain in my legs, and they were shaking madly.
"Do you think you can defeat me like this? If I can't even break a restriction, what kind of god am I? What kind of plane master am I?" Jiang Siming looked at the Sea God Temple in front of him and said to himself. At this moment, Jiang Siming looked a little crazy, with fanaticism in his eyes.
At the foot of Poseidon Mountain.
Everyone was looking at the tall figure nervously, with only heartache and admiration revealed in their eyes.
No matter how strong Jiang Siming's physique was, he was only a level 60 Soul Emperor after all. However, he was more than 700 steps ahead of them.
When talent and ability have reached their limits, the real test of the strength between people is the courage to move forward.
Even Tang San, who was the most talented among the group, had to admit that Jiang Siming was more courageous most of the time. Just like when he was in front of the Spirit Hall, even though he knew it was a life-or-death situation, Jiang Siming never thought of retreating and living in humiliation.
His legs had gradually lost feeling, but Jiang Siming was still able to stand only because of his willpower.
"Step back! Even I cannot step onto the 1001st step without the permission of Lord Poseidon."
Poseidon appeared in front of Jiang Siming without knowing when, and looked at Jiang Siming with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
To be fair, under the same circumstances, Poseidon couldn't do better than Jiang Siming, and might even not be able to reach Jiang Siming's level of persistence.
Even though his legs were broken, he still held on. Although this persistence was meaningless in Poseidon's eyes.
Jiang Siming raised his head and looked at the Temple of Poseidon behind Poseidon, which was emitting a sacred light.
At this moment, under the glorious backdrop of the Temple of Poseidon, Poseidon was like a high and mighty god, persuading mortals who were overestimating their own capabilities.
Jiang Siming did not speak, his body trembling gradually stopped, and he stood quietly on the 1000th step. At this moment, the Sea God Mountain was extremely quiet, without a single unusual sound.
"You think I'm not capable?"
Poseidon was stunned. Jiang Siming was not as lost and discouraged as she had imagined.
(End of this chapter)