“Ahhhhh…!”

Zhang Zhijun, who had just passed through the crossing gate, let out a long list of shouts.

"Damn, why does this happen every time I travel over here!" Zhang Zhijun, who appeared in the air, was about to compare his middle finger to the system, and he felt a darkness in front of him, and he seemed to have been swallowed by something.

"What the hell is going on!" Zhang Zhijun tried to move, but he found himself wrapped in this unknown darkness, which was very uncomfortable.

Suddenly a ray of light appeared in the darkness! Very bright, very bright...

"Uh!" After the light appeared, Zhang Zhijun felt that the constraints on his whole body had disappeared. Only then did he realize that he was actually in the sky and his body was also falling to the ground at this moment!

"It's okay!" Zhang Zhijun dared to guarantee that he had never heard such a beautiful voice in the real world or in the pirate world at that time. He was gentle but not lacking in majesty, giving people a very peaceful feeling.

At this moment, Zhang Zhijun raised his head with difficulty and saw a very handsome and caring face.

"Sorry, brother, I'm late!" The handsome young man inserted the liquid on his face for Zhang Zhijun, and was extremely careful, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

"What's going on? Who are you? What's wrong with me!" Zhang Zhijun wanted to hold up from the young man's arms. Although he felt very comfortable when he was held by the other party, he now wanted to figure out what was going on.

But as soon as he moved his body, he immediately realized something was wrong. How could his body shrink? His hands, his feet... This is clearly a child's body. Damn, has the system turned himself into a child again!

"Brother, what's wrong with you? I'm your brother - Sui Yu! What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Was it affected by the power of Xu?" The young man asked with concern when he looked at Zhang Zhijun's panicky look.

"What a Sui Yusuke!" Zhang Zhijun looked at the young man in front of him and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him for a while!

"It seems that you have been affected by the power of the sacred, and have you still caused amnesia!" The young man nodded in understanding, and then looked at Zhang Zhijun and said seriously, "I - Aizen Saesuke, your brother!"

"Aizen Aizen! Aizen!" Zhang Zhijun looked at the young man holding him in shock. He now understood what was going on. The handsome young man in front of him looked so familiar. It turned out to be the biggest boss in the God of Death - Aizen. This is too irritating. As soon as he came out, he met the biggest boss in the God of Death. This system is too scammed!

"Did you remember it? You still remember your brother, right?" Looking at Zhang Zhijun's surprised expression, Aizen thought he had recovered his memory, and shed tears happily. This was the first time Zhang Zhijun saw the strongest boss in the legend and cried, but his tears were still quite charming.

"Brother!" Looking at Aizen's appearance, Zhang Zhijun felt speechless. This system is too good to do. Going to the Pirate World has created a character for him who has never been seen before. However, when he came to the World of Death, he actually gave himself such a background and made himself the younger brother of the biggest boss. All this is too irritating. Do you want to play with your own rhythm to death!

"That's great, I knew you wouldn't forget your brother. Do you still remember your name? Your name is..."

"My name is Zhang Zhijun!" Before Aizen finished speaking, Zhang Zhijun interrupted him. At this moment, the system also began to slowly pass on the memory of the character he belonged to in the God of Death. However, he could not accept the name of the little boy and quickly said his name first. Otherwise, he would call that disgusting name in the God of Death in the future, and then he would not want to come to this world again!

"Is the memory confusing?" Aizen muttering to herself, her face full of worry, but when he saw Zhang Zhijun's serious expression, he smiled slightly, touched Zhang Zhijun's head and said, "Okay, okay, you can call it whatever you want, as long as you remember that you are my Aizen Aizen's younger brother!"

"I will never forget, brother!" Zhang Zhijun looked at Aizen and said seriously that being able to be such a boss who is so arrogant is a good plug-in, so Zhang Zhijun naturally would not refuse!

"Brother believes you, okay, we're back. We're back. Everyone must be worried about it after no news for so long!" Aizen smiled slightly. I have to say that Aizen's smile is really charming, very charming!

As Aizen returned to her residence in Liuhun Street, the system also passed all the information about the role of Zhang Zhijun to Zhang Zhijun's head.

It turns out that his life experience in this world is the younger brother of Aizen Aizen's largest boss in the world of Death, Aizen. He grew up with Aizen in the richest first block in Ruohun Street. Although it is the richest neighborhood, the two brothers who depend on each other did not live well because they did not have the care of their parents. Fortunately, the neighbors around were very friendly, which allowed the two brothers to survive the most difficult period. Such days were not until Aizen became the god of death.

When Zhang Zhijun came to this world, he felt that he had been swallowed by something. It was because a Xu appeared on their Liuhun Street. In order to protect everyone, Zhang Zhijun led Xu away, but was swallowed by him. Fortunately, Aizen arrived in time and cut the Xu into half, saving Zhang Zhijun inside.

Zhang Zhijun also opened the task board he carried with him to check it out and found that the situation had really changed a lot.

Master: Zhang Zhijun.

Physical condition is of high quality, mental strength is of medium strength, spiritual pressure is of elementary level, physical age is 6 years old.

Have skills: No skills available.

Have the weapon of recognition: Minghong Sword. (Not available for the time being)

The current comic world: Death.

Reward points: 0.

Plot Mission: None

Main mission: Join Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy. (Complete degree 0)

Side Quest: None

Hide mission: None

User of junior quota: Liu Jun, cooldown time of 0 days. (This world cannot be used for the time being!)

Looking at everything on the mission board, Zhang Zhijun sighed. Sure enough, after he came to this world, everything in the pirate world was gone, and he needed to start from scratch. Even the systematic assessment disappeared due to the overlap between the two worlds.

Fortunately, at least my physical and mental state has not changed, which means that my physical fitness is at least the same as my real self, which makes him a much higher starting point. In addition, with a super expert like Aizen as his brother, he will not have to worry about not being able to become stronger.

But the only thing that made Zhang Zhijun feel bad was that he had finally survived in the pirate world for ten years and finally got rid of that little ghost appearance. But once he came to the world of Death, everything needed to start from scratch. This is too scammed!

"Xiaojun, are you ready? The enrollment of the Shinyang Spiritual Art Academy is about to begin. Haven't you always hope to become the god of death and gain powerful strength? So are you sure about this selection exam?" After dinner, Aizen called Zhang Zhijun and asked.

"Of course I'm ready. Brother, in fact, there is no need to go to Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy to gain powerful strength. If you are a god of death, you will teach me. It's many times better than those garbage. The purpose of my death is to be closer to you and help me!" Zhang Zhijun said obediently, but what he said was the truth. With the boss Aizen personally guided him, Zhang Zhijun's strength has been greatly improved. Whether he or not he can enter Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy has really little impact on him!

"Entering the college has the benefits of entering the college. There are many things that my brother cannot teach so comprehensively. It's better to study hard in the college!" Aizen said seriously, but she felt very comfortable with Zhang Zhijun's small compliment.

Early the next morning, Zhang Zhijun came to Shinho Spiritual Arts Academy according to Aizen's arrangement for admission.

Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy is an academy used by Jinglingting to cultivate the God of Death, so it is also very strict for admission. If you don’t become the God of Death, you may not be recruited. Therefore, for most people, its threshold is unattainable. However, it also provides a shortcut to success for many people who are ordinary but have extraordinary talents!

At present, Aizen is the deputy captain of the fifth team of the 13th Team of the Gutui team. With the connections and forces he has quietly cultivated, it is not difficult to send Zhang Zhijun to the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy, but in his opinion, it is completely unnecessary. It should be no problem to use Zhang Zhijun's current primary spiritual power to enter the academy, and it is also a good thing to be more tempered.

Zhang Zhijun was guided by Aizen and had great experience in using spiritual power. Although it was only a primary spiritual power, it could also be used flexibly. However, after experiencing the world of the world government, he naturally understood the principle that wood was in the forest and wind would destroy it.

When participating in the assessment, he only used half of his spiritual power to gather an ordinary energy ball to attack the target, but this also allowed him to successfully join the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy. After all, among ordinary people, there are still a very small number of geniuses who can control spiritual power to form balls. Such people are undoubtedly elites with the potential to become death gods.

"Ah~~~ It's such a boring admission ceremony!" Zhang Zhijun, who entered Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy, listened to a fat and big-eared middle-aged man below telling the history of the college. He felt that his upper and lower eyelids were fighting. He was not interested in listening anymore and fell directly on the table to fall asleep.

You should know that he is already a freshman in the real world, but he hasn't even been to class for a day. How could he listen to the boring middle-aged man's preaching below in a regular manner?

His action is the first time that Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy has been running for so many years. You should know that the young masters of the noble families have received very strict family education. At this time, even if they are extremely bored, they are forced to listen carefully to the teachers below. And those colleges that were born in a cold feel that they are new and listen very seriously.

"Ahem, that classmate sitting by the window!" Seeing Zhang Zhijun's actions, the middle-aged teacher who was giving a speech was also very angry, but at the same time he was secretly guessing Zhang Zhijun's identity. After all, the one who dared to sleep in this situation should be a student with a backstage, and it was the young master who had been spoiled in a certain family that dared to despise the rules so much.

"Are you calling me?" Hearing the voice below, Zhang Zhijun opened his eyes and saw the teacher who was already angry below being about to admit his mistake. However, he thought that this world was originally a place to speak with strength, and what the guy said below was not nutritious, so he closed his eyes and said, "Sorry, teacher, I didn't have a good rest yesterday. You continue to talk about you. I closed my eyes and listened. Don't waste everyone's time for me."

"Ah!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhijun was so arrogant. The middle-aged teacher was so angry that he gritted his teeth secretly. However, he was even more sure that Zhang Zhijun must be the young master of a large noble family. Although he was very dissatisfied, he also held back his anger and continued to tell everyone what was going on.

In this way, Master Zhang Zhijun set a precedent for a problematic student in the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy, and also attracted the attention of the strongest Death God in the Thirteenth Team of the Gu Tsul-God, captain of the Yifen-Term, Yamamoto Kinriki Yamamoto.

Captain Yamamoto asked lightly to his entourage, "Who is this a bit arrogant little devil!"

"I don't know this yet, but from the direction he sits, we can know that he should be a genius in this class who is in the special class." The follower behind the mountain himself replied respectfully.
Chapter completed!