The rise of Douluo

Chapter 9 Master, I don't need to learn from you!

The master glanced at the concierge indifferently.

"There is no next time, otherwise you should not stay."

The concierge just got up, with cold sweat dripping down his back, he lowered his head in response, and then stepped aside.

"Come on, let's go in."

The master led the two into the academy.

"Teacher, thank you!"

Tang San said to the master.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher of the college. I'm just a resident who eats and drinks here. You can call me Master like them. Don't call me wrong in the future, unless"

Having said that, he paused slightly, with a burning light shining in his eyes.

"Unless you really want me to be your teacher."

"Teach me how to practice martial arts?"

Tang San asked.

"Then would you like to?"

Grandmaster stopped suddenly, and stood still facing Tang San.

Tang San looked at the master, and didn't respond immediately, nor did he say no.

What a cautious and smart boy, are you waiting for me to say, why should I be your teacher?

"Aptitude is good, you are the third twin martial soul in the past hundred years!"

The master spoke directly.

Tang San was taken aback, his gaze towards Grandmaster changed, his left wrist was already raised, but there was a trace of hesitation.

"You want to ask why!"

The master opened the certificate and continued:

"Because of this certificate, I surveyed 640 people whose spirits were blue silver grass, and sixteen of them possessed spirit power. The probability was less than [-]%. Among these [-]%, none of them had more than [-]% spirit power. level, but you are born full of soul power, according to one of the ten core competitiveness I have studied, the size of innate soul power is proportional to the quality of martial soul, I can be sure that you have another martial soul, and It is a very powerful martial spirit."

"Everything has exceptions, and I may be a special case!"

Tang San argued.

Shen Lang shook his head, Tang San's question was very powerless for the master, a genius in martial arts theory.

"You are not a special case, because the five people with special cases are all mutated martial souls, and your Blue Silver Grass is just an ordinary martial soul, so I can be absolutely sure that my judgment is correct."

"What is a mutant martial soul?"

Tang San became interested.

"Then would you like to?"

The master didn't answer, just looked at Tang San with a smile.

Tang San nodded, took a few steps back, knelt down, and kowtowed three times.

"What are you doing?"

The master was stunned.

"You don't need to kowtow to be a teacher."

"A teacher for a day, a father for life, you should accept my kneeling."

Tang San said solemnly.

The master smiled, he was very satisfied, then bent down and pulled Tang San up.

"A teacher for a day, a father for life, good, good, good. I didn't choose the wrong person."

"Shen Lang, do you want to be a teacher? This is a good opportunity."

Tang San looked at Shen Lang.

The master also looked at Shen Lang with a smile, this child who was also born full of soul power.

It's not bad if you accept it, after all, your own theory still needs to be perfected.

"unnecessary!"

Shen Lang responded.

My own martial soul is the best to study by myself, besides, the master is very good at the study of mutant martial souls, but he still can't break through the [-]th level, and the master does not have much experience in the research of the last [-]th level of the martial soul.

"Okay. I'm sure you'll learn more at the Academy."

The master didn't force it, and smiled.

Today he was very satisfied with accepting Tang San as his apprentice.

Tang San was a little disappointed.

"Shen Lang, you can ask me if you don't understand."

"Will do."

Shen Lang responded with a smile.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office to report."

The master took Tang San's little hand and walked forward.

Shen Lang followed behind.

Academic Affairs Office, first floor.

After registering with the two of them, the master left.

The teacher at the reception was named Su, and there were two other young teachers.

"What? You worship the master as your teacher?"

Director Su looked at Tang San.

"Is there something wrong, teacher?"

Director Su shook his head again and again, and said with a smile:

"No, no, from a certain point of view, he is indeed invincible in terms of martial arts."

"The dormitory building is in Room [-], the teacher in charge there will arrange for you, go!"

"Thank you."

The two took the things and left.

"Grandmaster is indeed invincible, but it is theoretically invincible. Of course, his theory must be able to become a reality. What are the ten core competitiveness of Wuhun? It's a joke!"

One of the young teachers laughed.

"Enough is enough, the master is a friend of the dean, so he is not allowed to judge himself. As for his theory, no one can prove it. In addition, he is a well-known figure in the Wuhun world!"

Director Su responded.

"No, Director, it should be a well-known clown, everyone just thinks he's a joke!"

"Ha ha…"

Hearing their conversation, Tang San revealed a faint disdain.

The school opening process is no different from the previous life.

The dormitory building is easy to find, only one.

For a remote city like Notting City, there are very few students who are qualified to become soul masters.

As a result, there are only seven student dormitories.

And it's in a big dormitory.

Qishe, the most special one with the worst conditions, is a place specially for work-students.

The door of the dormitory was open, and there was some noise inside.

dong dong!

Tang San knocked on the door.

The next moment, almost all eyes looked this way.

"A new working student?"

A burly child looked down at Tang San and Shen Lang.

It is still a familiar plot, and the dragon king sage has appeared.

Then let Tang San settle down next.

After all, it was here that he and Xiao Wu had their first intimacy and contact!

Then I will fulfill them!

"Tang San gave it to you!"

After Shen Lang finished speaking, he walked into the dormitory, chose an empty bed, and put his things on it.

Tang San didn't understand what Shen Lang meant.

Wang Sheng wanted to stop him, but was stopped by an invisible force.

Then look at Tang San.

"My name is Wang Sheng, and my martial soul is Zhanhu..."

"My name is Tang San, and my spirit is Blue Silver Grass!"

"Little Sanzi, I am the boss here, you have to listen to me from now on!"

"Don't call me third son!"

Tang San was angry.

"I'll call you the third son, what can you do?"

Wang Sheng raised his hand and pushed Tang San's shoulder.

you push me?

Am I so easy to bully?

Tang San disappeared suddenly, came to Wang Sheng's back, bent his right arm, hit the latter's waist with an elbow, and at the same time caught Wang Sheng with his right foot.

The center of gravity was unstable, and Wang Sheng had already fallen out.

"Stinky boy! You hit me!"

An angry voice sounded, Wang Sheng turned around abruptly, like a tiger descending a mountain, he rushed towards Tang San.

The battle between the two is really nothing to watch!

In the end, Tang San relied on controlling the crane to capture the dragon, and knocked Wang Sheng to the ground many times!

"You used a soul skill just now?"

"What are soul skills?"

Tang San asked.

Wang Sheng scratched his head and said:

"It's just relying on the skills used by Wuhun, but is your Wuhun really Blue Silver Grass?"

Tang San raised his right hand, a faint blue light poured out from the palm.

Hearing the soul skill, the surrounding students surrounded him.

"Is it really a soul skill? It's so powerful, even brother Wang Sheng is no match for him!"

"Actually, that's not a soul skill, it's just a fighting skill!"

Tang San shook his head.

"Tang San, you defeated me, and you will be the boss of our Qishe from now on."

Wang Sheng came next to Tang San and sat down.

Tang San hurriedly waved his hands.

"I'm here to study!"

"This is the rule, whoever has the hardest fist is the boss! I'm not being humble with you, you see!"

Wang Sheng opened the sleeves of his two school uniforms.

There were seven or eight bluish-purple scars on it.

In the end Wang Sheng convinced Tang San.

"Well then, I won't watch the students in the dormitory being bullied!"

Tang San finished speaking.

Then he turned his head and looked at Shen Lang.

"Shen Lang, how about we have a competition?"

Shen Lang frowned, it's better not to hit Tang San, after all there are so many people watching.

"Compete with me? You win her first and then talk!"

Shen Lang looked towards the door.

"Who?"

Tang San asked.

At this moment, a crisp voice came from the door.

"Excuse me, is this Qishe?"

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(End of this chapter)