Douluo protects our spirit hall

Chapter 136 Carry out the way of death to the end

in Notting City.

After inquiring all the way.

Old Jack and Tang San already knew that the specific location of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was located in the west of Notting City.

The two were heading west of the city.

On the way, Old Jack told Tang San.

The reason why he was able to study at Notting College was because there was a place for work-study students in Holy Soul Village.

And this quota was given to Tang San by Holy Soul Village.

With the quota of work-study students, Tang San can be exempted from tuition and accommodation fees when studying at Notting College, and only needs to do some work within his ability in the college.

Later, Old Jack expressed his ardent expectations for Tang San:

"Little San, I hope that after you become a soul master, you can help the villagers of Holy Soul Village as much as you can. When the time comes, Holy Soul Village will also be proud of you."

"Well, I will, Grandpa Jack."

Tang San nodded lightly when he heard the words, as for what he was thinking in his heart, he didn't know.

The two walked and chatted.

From Old Jack's mouth, Tang San learned something about the relationship between commoners and nobles at all levels of soul master academies.

Knowing the importance of the nobles of the ruling class, he had a sense of yearning and recognition for the nobles.

After half an hour.

Finally, Old Jack and Tang San arrived at their destination.

From a distance, they saw a tall arch that was 20 meters wide and ten meters high, repaired from hard rock.

In the center of the tall arch, engraved with the four characters "Notting College".

Under the arch, there are two dark iron gates.

Tang San has practiced the inner secret of the Tang Sect, the eye-training method Ziji Demon Eye.

His eyesight was excellent, and he recognized at a glance that the iron gate was made of fine iron.

Tang San subconsciously touched the sleeve arrow hanging on his left wrist, thinking to himself:
"If I can have so much fine iron, and then hammer all of it into iron essence, at least I can make hundreds of sleeve arrows?!"

Just when Old Jack and Tang San were standing in front of the gate of Notting College in a daze.

not far away.

In a shadow invisible to the naked eye.

Two eyes were watching them with great interest.

These two lines of sight came from Ye Qifeng and Gui Mei.

After entering Notting City.

Ye Qifeng took the ghost with him, and first went to the branch hall of the Wuhun Temple located in the center of Notting City.

From the hand of the resident bishop Matthew Nuo of the branch of the Wuhun Temple in Notting City.

Obtained a copy of the awakening martial arts information of all school-age children in Notting City this year.

A detailed map of Notting City possessions.

And a catalog of all the soul beasts kept in the hunting soul forest near Notting City.

It is worth mentioning that.

Ye Qifeng also met Master Su Yuntao, who was appraised as a blind Douluo by the key immortals on the blue star.

From Su Yuntao's mouth, he also found out the exact location of the waterfall near the holy soul village with a height difference of about [-] meters.

After getting what you want.

Ye Qifeng brought the ghost and came to the gate of Notting College without stopping.

They came a few minutes earlier than Old Jack and Tang San.

The shadow where Ye Qifeng and the ghosts are at this time is actually the shadow world created by Ye Qifeng's third soul skill, the shadow world.

The ghost stood in the shadows, terrified in his heart.

What he didn't expect was that the Holy Son's third soul skill was actually stronger than his ghost mist's concealment ability, and could even erase all auras.

"His Royal Highness, why are we here?"

Ye Qifeng's eyes kept falling on the six-year-old boy in patches not far away.

Usually a dull gourd, the silent ghost finally couldn't help asking the question in his heart when he saw this.

He really couldn't quite understand the recent actions of His Royal Highness the Son.

Ye Qifeng smiled slightly, thinking that there are times when ghosts can't hold back.

He didn't answer the ghost immediately.

Instead, he took out the information obtained from Matthew Nuo about the awakening of martial arts for all school-age children in Notting City this year, turned to one of the pages, and handed it to the ghost:

"Elder ghost, take a look."

Ghost took it in astonishment, glanced carefully a few times, suddenly his eyes froze, his brows furrowed, and after a while he said in a low voice:

"His Royal Highness, there is something wrong with this document!"

"Oh? What do you say?"

Ye Qifeng asked knowingly.

Ghost explained:
"As we all know, Blue Silver Grass is a typical useless martial soul. It is impossible for a person who awakens Blue Silver Grass martial soul to have the aptitude of innate full soul power, unless his awakened martial soul is not Blue Silver Grass, but Blue Silver Emperor."

"Blue Silver Emperor?"

As soon as the words fell, Gui Mei was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the information in his hand seriously, "Tang San? Surnamed Tang?"

As if remembering something, Gui Mei suddenly raised her head, her eyes turned to Tang San, her body was cold.

Fortunately, Ye Qifeng's dark film and television world blocked it, otherwise it would be very likely to be discovered by Tang Hao, who was also in the dark.

Ye Qifeng chuckled:
"It seems that Elder Ghost has already understood."

In front of Notting College.

"Hey, what are you two doing? Don't stand here, blocking the door! Country people, don't you know the rules?"

At this time, a young man's scolding sound came from the side, and the voice contained a trace of displeasure.

Tang San frowned, turned his head to look.

But it was a young man dressed more glamorously than Old Jack, with a slightly haughty expression, walking out of the guard room next to the entrance of Notting College.

Obviously, this young man is the gatekeeper in charge of guarding the gate of Notting College.

"Sorry, little brother, it's our first time here, we don't understand the rules, please forgive me."

Old Jack hastily apologized, and then explained why he came:
"We are from Holy Soul Village. This child is a work-study student in our village. He is here to report today."

After finishing speaking, Old Jack took out Tang San's soul master certificate from his arms, and handed it to the porter.

The concierge glanced at Tang San while receiving the soul master's certificate.

Seeing Tang San's shabby clothes and patches all over his body, the porter frowned, and said bluntly:

"Is this the kid? Why are you so sloppy? There are still such poor children these days?"

"Nowadays, with the existence of the Pan-Continental Merchant Alliance of Wuhundian, trading is much more convenient. Even in the countryside, as long as you work a little harder, you can still earn some living expenses, so you won't be dressed in such shabby clothes, right?"

"Is this because the parents are gone, or are the parents not doing anything?"

"What did you say?"

Hearing that the concierge actually said that his parents were dead and he was not in charge of human affairs, this was a naked insult, Tang San immediately roared violently.

His father is the person he respects the most, bringing him fatherly love and the greatest warmth in his heart.

Although he has never met his mother, it is not something you, a small concierge, can slander.

The word "parents" is Tang San's Ni Lin, no one is allowed to say accusations, otherwise you will have the way of death.

The concierge was startled by the sudden shout, and couldn't help but took half a step back.

Looking along the sound, he found that the angry shout came from the sloppy boy in front of him, but at this moment his dark face was slightly distorted, and he was glaring at himself.

The porter withdrew his retreating steps, collected himself, and ignored Tang San's glaring, he wouldn't bother with a brat.

He frowned and turned to Old Jack:
"What? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Ahem, Xiaosan's family is in a special situation. He doesn't have a mother, and his father is a blacksmith, um. He usually likes to drink a little wine."

Old Jack coughed, smiled mischievously, explained the reason tactfully, and pulled Tang San, signaling him not to be impulsive.

The concierge reacted instantly when he heard the words, then smiled disdainfully, and taunted with a strange ambiguity:
"Hehe, let me just say, it turns out that there is a father who is lazy and lazy."

Then he lowered his head and glanced up and down the soul master certificate:
"Martial soul Blue Silver Grass, full of innate soul power? Are you kidding me? When will a waste martial soul like Blue Silver Grass be able to awaken innate full soul power? Hmph, it's a fake, right?"

The concierge glanced back and forth at Old Jack and Tang San a few times, and finally his eyes stayed on Tang San, and he sarcastically said:
"Hehe, boy, even if you want a grass chicken to fly on a branch and become a phoenix, you have to measure yourself, know how much you weigh, right? With a fake soul master certificate, who are you going to fool? Your father didn't teach you to be honest?"

Listening to the concierge's sarcasm again.

According to Article [-] of the General Outline of Xuantian Treasure Record:
All disciples of the Tang Sect should not provoke disputes lightly, but if there are active aggressors, they must be retaliated with thunder.

The concierge spoke rudely, insulting his parents first, and satirizing and slandering himself for forging the certificate of a soul master.

Tang San couldn't bear it anymore.

In a fit of anger, he shook off Old Jack's hand, Ghost Shadow Misong took a step forward, and his thin body came to the porter in the blink of an eye.

Then he used the technique of controlling the crane and catching the dragon, clasped the gatekeeper's wrist with one hand, slammed the lower abdomen with the other hand, and at the same time stretched out one foot to touch the gatekeeper's heel.

Under the pressure of three places, the concierge, who was caught off guard, immediately slammed and fell a big buttock on his back.

"Little San, you..."

Old Jack originally wanted to explain to the porter, but was stopped by Tang San's sudden movement, and he was stunned for a while.

"Little bastard, you are courting death."

Unprepared, he was suddenly thrown on the ass, because everyone has a temper, the porter immediately got up from the ground, roared, and wanted to catch Tang San and beat him up.

However, what the concierge didn't know was that the moment he got up, he was already standing on the verge of death.

Because Tang San's left hand has already been raised, aiming at his throat.

The insurance of the sleeve arrow on his wrist has been secretly opened.

If no one stopped him, in the next second, an extra short arrow would stick out of the porter's throat, and he died unexpectedly.

According to the general outline of Xuantian Baolu, Article [-] stipulates:

Make sure your opponent is an enemy, as long as he has a way to kill him, don't be merciful, otherwise you will only add trouble to yourself.

Tang San has already determined that the concierge insulting his parents, satirizing and slandering himself is a vitriolic act, and he is his enemy.

For the enemy, there is already a way to kill, and he has always carried it through to the end.

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