Douluo protects our spirit hall

Chapter 138 A Teacher For One Day, A Father For Life
After the voice fell.

Yu Xiaogang put his hands behind his back, raised his head, looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his eyes were like torches, and he walked out like a master, walking like a dragon and a tiger.

The porter froze for a moment when he heard the sound.

The one who made the noise turned out to be Yu Xiaogang, the good-for-nothing master at Notting College.

The concierge curled his lips in secret disdain, not showing the respect that ordinary people should have for soul masters, but said in an extremely cold tone:

"Master, it turns out that you are here."

Yu Xiaogang held his head high, proudly without even looking at the gatekeeper, he walked forward on his own, bent down to pick up the soul master's certificate from the ground, and glanced at it.

Confirming the guess in my heart, I was very happy all of a sudden.

In order to maintain his superior demeanor, Yu Xiaogang tried his best to suppress his joy, grinning at the corner of his mouth, trying to show a warm and warm smile.

However, this smile, in the eyes of the concierge, was extremely ugly, which made him feel a chill, and quickly stepped back a few steps, away from the good-for-nothing master.

Unconsciously, Yu Xiaogang glanced back and forth between Old Jack and Tang San, and finally settled on Tang San, with a hint of meaning in his eyes.

Tang San suddenly had a feeling of being seen through, and unconsciously raised his left wrist a little bit, aiming at Yu Xiaogang's crotch.

As long as you raise it a few more points, you can aim at Yu Xiaogang's chest and abdomen.

Yu Xiaogang didn't realize that he had been locked by the Xiujian, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he turned to look at Old Jack, and said:
"The soul master proved that there is nothing wrong, it is indeed true. In this case, leave this child to me, and I will take him in to report."

Old Jack also felt that Yu Xiaogang's smiling face was particularly ugly.

Thinking about it, he is the person who even the concierge has to be honored as "Master", so he must be a highly respected soul master.

Hearing the master talking to him, Old Jack hastily nodded respectfully:
"Oh, okay, okay, then I will trouble the master."

Yu Xiaogang turned his head, stared at the concierge sharply, and snorted coldly:
"Leave this child to me, do you have any objections?"

"Master, please."

The concierge shuddered, and hurriedly replied.

If you don't want to see him, you don't want to see him. The waste master is also a great soul master. The concierge knows that he is just an ordinary person, so he can't afford to mess with him.

However, I still couldn't help but secretly spit out a few words:
"Tch~~ You are obviously a good-for-nothing master, pretending to be a good person, and you are not a good person. What the hell~~! Hey~~"

Afterwards, the concierge didn't want to stay any longer, feeling that if he looked at the good-for-nothing master a few more times, his eyes would be dirty.

He hurried back to the guard's room, it's better to be out of sight.

Old Jack told Tang San a few words, and also took his leave and left.

The porter and old Jack left.

Yu Xiaogang couldn't wait to hold Tang San's hand, walked into the academy gate, and came to the place where he hid before.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with scorching eyes, the corners of his mouth opened again, showing an ugly smile:

"Son, your name is Tang San, right?"

Tang San raised his small face, nodded innocently and replied:

"Yes, teacher."

"teacher?"

Yu Xiaogang was startled, and realized that what Tang San was talking about should be the academy tutor.

Shaking his head, grinning an ugly smile, he said with some arrogance:

"I'm not the tutor of the academy. Those tutors can't be compared with me. You can call me master, that's what others call me."

As he said that, Yu Xiaogang's eyes flashed brightly, and he said:
"Of course, if you want to call me teacher, you can."

"As long as you worship me as your teacher!"

"Apprentice?"

Tang San raised his head in surprise, looked at Yu Xiaogang's face, and met Yu Xiaogang's scorching eyes just in time.

This look is so familiar.

By the way, the look in his father's eyes was exactly the same as a month ago when he first heard that he had two martial spirits.

So kind, this is how a father feels.

It's so strange that I can experience the intimacy with my father from a stranger.

Tang San didn't agree, nor did he say no, but asked:

"So. Master, are you going to teach me how to practice?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San, and said in his heart that he was indeed a smart boy, he was not in a hurry to refuse, nor in a hurry to agree, he knew how to make indirect remarks by changing the subject.

Satisfied, Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth wide, with thick lips grinning, following Tang San's words, and asked:
"Then do you want to?"

Tang San remained silent.

Yu Xiaogang put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with his head raised, his eyes were like torches, and once again he put on an appearance of an expert, and said with an extremely determined smile:
"Hehe, if I'm not mistaken, you don't have one martial spirit, but two, right?"

As soon as Yu Xiaogang's words fell, Tang San was shocked, the friendly feeling disappeared instantly, killing intent was deep in his eyes, his left wrist suddenly raised, aiming at Yu Xiaogang's throat.

Not only did Tang San show his killing intent, but there were also two killing intents secretly raised by Ling Ran.

One of the killing intents was aimed at Yu Xiaogang, and it came from Tang Hao who secretly protected Tang San.

Hearing that Yu Xiaogang had revealed the secret of his son Tang San's twin martial souls suddenly, Tang Hao was horrified and couldn't keep his composure anymore.

He has heard of Yu Xiaogang, known as the No. 1 martial soul theory in the world of soul masters in the Douluo Continent.

Unexpectedly, Yu Xiaogang guessed that Xiao San was the owner of twin martial souls with only one soul master's certificate, which is quite capable.

But Tang Hao doesn't care about you so much, he wants to kill all threats in the bud.

Immediately his eyes lit up red, Ling Ran's murderous aura suddenly rose, his big hand opened as if holding it, ready to summon the Clear Sky Hammer at all times.

Tang Hao decided that once the so-called master Yu Xiaogang showed any signs of harming Tang San, he would immediately smash him to death with a hammer.

The other killing intent was aimed at Tang San, and it came from the ghosts in the Shadow Realm.

However, because he was in the Shadow Realm, the ghost's murderous aura was not revealed.

Ye Qifeng shook his head at the ghost, beckoning him not to be impulsive, and then pointed to where Tang Hao was.

The ghost froze, and sensed a familiar murderous aura from the direction indicated by the Holy Son.

"It's Tang Hao!"

Ghost broke out in a cold sweat.

Hastily put away his murderous aura and restrained his breath.

Six years ago, Tang Hao's invincible and invincible posture caused the ghost's Taoist heart to be damaged.

Now meeting Tang Hao again, Gui Mei doesn't have the courage to face it, and she can't help but feel a little scared in her heart.

Ye Qifeng noticed the strangeness of the ghost, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

The peaceful and peaceful breath came from his shoulders, which instantly restored the ghost's composure.

The eyes under the ghostly robe suddenly widened, and she looked at Ye Qifeng in shock.

Ye Qifeng smiled slightly, but didn't say anything, and continued to look at the scene, witnessing the famous scene with great interest.

Seeing Tang San staring blankly on the spot.

Yu Xiaogang didn't notice anything abnormal, he just thought he was a bit panicked because he had punctured the secret.

Grinning an ugly smile, Yu Xiaogang continued proudly:

"By the way, I forgot to tell you something."

"Master, I have another title, which is the No. 1 martial soul theory in the world of soul masters in the Douluo Continent."

"All my life, I have been devoted to researching the theoretical knowledge of Wuhun. Based on my many years of research, your Wuhun Blue Silver Grass is just an ordinary Blue Silver Grass, and does not have the innate qualification of full soul power. I conclude that you must have another Wuhun."

Tang San kept raising his left hand, aiming at Yu Xiaogang's throat, the expression in his eyes was uncertain, he was considering the pros and cons of shooting the master.

Yu Xiaogang was unaware of the danger.

Seeing that Tang San was still in a daze, he thought he was shocked by his own knowledge.

Feeling a little satisfied with himself, he talked about his theory of Wuhun endlessly.

It is common sense that the size of the innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul, the martial soul is inherited from the parents, and the variability of the martial soul.

Yu Xiaogang came as soon as he opened his mouth.

It doesn't matter where this knowledge comes from, anyway, it comes from his book "Ten Core Competencies of Wuhun".

Listening to Yu Xiaogang's long speech, Tang San's eyes gradually brightened, and he began to believe in Yu Xiaogang, the title of No. 1 martial soul theory in the world of soul masters in the Douluo Continent.

Because it was the first time Tang San heard of many martial arts theories that Yu Xiaogang said, and he was shocked for a while.

Suddenly, Tang San took a step back, with a plop, kneeled on the ground, facing Yu Xiaogang, knocked his head three times bang bang bang, finally fell down on the ground, and shouted respectfully:

"teacher!"

"Eh? What are you doing?"

Yu Xiaogang was startled.

Soon he realized, did Tang San agree to worship himself as his teacher?

In an instant, he was elated and very satisfied, he grinned, and bent down to help Tang San up:

"Oh, get up, get up, you don't need to be so grand, you just need to bow."

Tang San got up from the ground, not paying attention, but solemnly said:
"As the saying goes, being a teacher for a day is a father for life! Appreciating a teacher should be solemn."

(End of this chapter)