Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 13 Master
"Teacher, thank you." Tang San said to the master.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher of the academy." The master looked down at Tang San, and said calmly.

"Not a teacher? Didn't you just say that you represented the college?"

The master shook his head. He who has always been impatient is extremely tolerant today, and once again squeezed out that ugly smile, "Who said that the teachers of the academy must be able to represent the academy?"

Tang San suddenly said: "I understand, then you must be the principal of the academy, or the leader."

The master laughed and said: "You are a six-year-old child, you are very smart. However, you still guessed wrong." Tang San asked doubtfully: "Then you are?"

The master said: "I'm just a resident who eats and drinks here. You are the same as everyone else, call me master. Everyone calls me like this. I even forgot my own name. Your name is Tang San. Come on, Tang San, you have to understand that the meanings of master and teacher are very different, so don't make mistakes in the future. Unless..."

Speaking of this, after he heard what he said, there was a scorching light in his eyes, "Unless you really want me to be your teacher."

That's right, what the master said was you, not you! ! ! !

"Are you going to teach us how to practice martial arts?" Tang San stood in front of Tang Ling and asked, frowning.

The master stopped and stood still facing Tang San and Tang Ling, "Then are you willing?"

Tang San also stopped naturally, and Tang Ling just stood beside Tang San in silence.

Tang San raised his head to look at the master in front of him, and observed closely at this time, looking from the bottom up again, he found that the master's mouth was a bit big, and his lips were also very thick.He didn't speak, neither agreed nor refused.

Grandmaster looked at Tang San's eyes staring blankly at himself, and that stiff smile appeared again, "Okay, you really are a smart kid."

Not speaking has two meanings. One is not to refuse in a hurry, so as not to offend the master.The second is to use actions to ask the master, why should I worship you as my teacher?
Like old Jack, the master raised his hand to rub Tang San's head, pinched Tang Ling's face again, and said, "I'm so talented and so smart, it seems that I have to be persistent for a while." How should I put it, you are also the third twin martial soul in the past hundred years."

Hearing the master's words, Tang San was taken aback, his gaze suddenly changed when he looked at the master, his left wrist had also been raised quietly, and there was a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

Tang Ling remained silent, but his frowning brows raised, as if he had sensed something, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

The master old god looked at Tang San, smiled and said: "Aren't you surprised why I know you are twin spirits?

I once investigated 640 seven people whose martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, among them, sixteen had soul power, the probability was less than [-]%.And even among the sixteen people with soul power, none of them can surpass the first level of soul power, and your soul power is simply not something that Blue Silver Grass can possess.

According to one of the ten core competitiveness of Wuhun that I have studied, the size of the soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the Wuhun.Blue Silver Grass is clearly not satisfied, so I can be sure that you should have another martial soul, and it is a very powerful martial soul. "

Afterwards, Tang Ling remained silent for a while, clenching his teeth, feeling a toothache. These two guys, why are they talking so much here...

It wasn't until Tang San finished his apprenticeship that the master's eyes turned to Tang Ling, and the light in his eyes was even more fanatical than Tang San's.

"Teacher, he is my younger brother, his name is Tang Ling..." Tang San introduced Tang Ling and tugged at Tang Ling's clothes.

"Tang Ling? Do you mind if I call you Xiao Ling?" The master forced a stiff smile on his face and pinched Tang Ling's face.

Tang Ling exhaled, and after suppressing the discomfort in his body, he said, "I don't mind."

"Are you willing to be my disciple?" The master said urgently.

"No, it's good that you teach Tang San, and I may not necessarily live in Notting College in the future." Tang Ling didn't say the last sentence, but said from the bottom of his heart, after all, he had a certain plan before coming here.

"This...well..." The master was not disappointed, shook his head slightly, and took Tang San and the two to the Academic Affairs Office. After paying the tuition fee and receiving the school uniform, Tang San and Tang Ling went to their dormitory , the two of them live in the same dormitory.

There is only one dormitory building, which is easy to find. The students and teachers of the college live here.As old Jack said, there are very few people who can become soul masters, especially in a remote city like Notting.The number of students and teachers in the entire college is not large, and a dormitory building can already afford it.

There are only seven dormitories for the students. Because the students of the Junior Soul Master Academy are relatively young, for better unified management, students of each grade live in a large dormitory.And there are no more than four students in each grade of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy.

The lower three floors of the dormitory building host seven large dormitories where students live, and each dormitory is in charge of a teacher.

Qishe is a special existence among the seven student dormitories, and the conditions are also the worst. It is a place specially for poor villages.After all, the college is not a kind hall, and the treatment cannot be as good as that of ordinary students.

Qishe is also the only dormitory with mixed ages. Regardless of grades, almost all children from poor mountain villages live in that dormitory.

Tang San had been walking in front, and Tang Ling had been following behind.

Just as Tang San walked to the door of Qishe, he heard the noise coming from inside, the door was open, he walked to the door and looked inside.

This is a wide room, nearly 12 square meters, with fifty beds in total, but there are only beds, and only eleven beds with bedding. Children between the ages of [-] and [-] were boisterous.

And almost at the moment when the group of children looked at Tang San, a fist directly hit Tang San's head. Tang San was about to fight back when he saw a white figure jumping out from beside him, and punched out. , The silhouette that sneaked up just now flew out like a cannonball, and landed on the farthest bed.

Tang San shook his head, put his luggage on an empty bed, and said: "Brother, go and clean it first, I'll make the bed first."

Tang Ling spun around on the ground with one foot, handed the luggage to Tang San, glanced at the figure who had just been thrown by him in a circle, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and with a step, he walked directly to the washing place.

And Wang Sheng, who was thrown into a coma on the bed, had just woken up. Looking at the white figure who was getting away, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyelids rolled up and he passed out again. Your sister, the blow was too great, and she couldn't resist it. Others punch...

　There seems to be no change or change in Tang San's apprenticeship, so it is similar to the original work, so I will post it directly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)