I don't have soul skills, I can kill Douluo

"Hotels are not affordable for poor people like us." Old Jack shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Xiao San, you must strive for success. When grandpa sees you next time, I hope you have become a soul master. . By then, you can go to Wuhun Palace to receive subsidies every month. Once you have money, you and your dad won’t have to live as tight as before. "

After saying that, he looked at Lin Manshan again, "Xiaowu, you have to work hard too."

"I know, Grandpa." Lin Manshan nodded quickly.

Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy is located in the west of Notting City. Old Jack only knew the general direction. After asking passers-by several times, the three finally arrived at the main entrance of the academy.

From a distance, a huge arch made of rocks, twenty meters wide and more than ten meters high, stands majestically. Below it are two iron gates made of fine iron, which are dark and shiny, showing their majesty.

Looking in through the gap between the iron gates, the inner avenue is wide and winding, with lush trees on both sides. Looking up, you can vaguely see several exquisite rooftops.

Carved on the rock in the middle of the top of the arch are four gold-dyed characters, "Notting College."

"What are you doing? Is this a place where country people like you can come?" Before the three of them approached, a young man wearing traditional clothes in front of the door shouted with disgust.

Old Jack quickly walked forward with a smile, and took out the prepared Wuhundian certificate as he walked, "This little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. These two children are work-study students sent by our village this year. Students. What procedures do they need to go through to enter the academy?"

"Two?" The young man suddenly frowned, and then laughed in a strange way, "Can a golden phoenix be born from a grass nest? Or two? The college has not had a working-study student for many years. You can't be fakes. Bar?"

Lin Manshan and Tang San both frowned slightly. A trace of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still held it back.

"This little brother, how could the certificate issued by Wuhun Palace's Deacon Su Yuntao be fake?" He said, handing the certificate forward with a smile.

Hearing the words of Su Yuntao, the deacon of Wuhun Palace, the young man's face changed slightly. He took the certificate and looked at the top one, and his expression suddenly turned angry, "Wulin Blue Silver Grass, innately full of soul power! It's simply slippery. It’s the biggest joke in the world, old guy, even if you make it up, you can’t make it up like this, right?”

"I have been working as a concierge in the academy for four years, and I have never heard of a student with innate soul power."

"Besides, Lan Yincao is recognized as a useless martial soul in the mainland. How can it be possible to awaken the innate full soul power?"

"Forging Wuhundian certificate is a serious crime, old guy, I think you don't want to live anymore."

"You..." No matter how good-tempered Old Jack was, he lost his temper at this moment and said angrily: "You, you are deliberately making things difficult. Brat, just wait, I will go to the Wuhun Hall to find Su Yuntao." The deacon came to confront me. Deacon Su Yuntao said personally that he wanted to invite my little five to join the Wuhun Hall. I didn't agree because of his young age. I will invite him now. He will definitely be willing to help. Xiao San, Xiao Wu, let’s go.” After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the city.

"." The young man was stunned. He subconsciously opened the first certificate and looked at the second certificate. Lin Manshan, a martial arts hatchet, had innate soul power level three.

Compared to Tang San's innately powerful Blue Silver Grass martial spirit, Lin Manshan's martial spirit was obviously much more normal.

This can't be true, can it?

The young man suddenly felt a little scared.

Naturally, no one would dare to forge the identity certificate issued by the Wuhun Palace. However, Tang San's Wuhun information was too exaggerated. Only then did he wonder if the old man in the country in front of him was taking risks because he didn't know what to do.

Of course, he doesn't actually need to worry about these. The tutor who sends the child in will check the information again anyway. The reason why he scolded him immediately was to scare people and get some benefits.

In the past, parents who sent new students here would be more or less interested, especially those from civilian families.

But the old guy in front of me was so stupid that he didn't follow the rules at all. He only handed over the certificate but not the money.

Otherwise, he would not have even glanced at the information on the first certificate, and there would have been no subsequent events. Two children with soul power, if it were true...

Wasn't this pushed to the Spirit Hall by him himself? If the dean knew, would he benefit from it?

Thinking of this, he trembled all over and immediately raised his feet and stretched out his hands to shout.

"Old man, please stay." A slightly hoarse call suddenly came from not far away.

"It's over!" The young man turned his head and saw the person clearly, and his heart suddenly tingled. This person is a good friend of the dean. If today's incident is brought to the dean by him, I will be finished. Thinking of this, he hurriedly ran up to the dean. He came forward, nodded and bowed, with a flattering look on his face, "Master, you are back."

As long as Yu Xiaogang can persuade people to go in and not complain to the dean, he will be fine.

Lin Manshan and the other three had also turned around at this time, and when they looked around, they were met by a middle-aged man who looked to be about fifty years old. He was of medium build, carrying one hand on his back, with short hair, ordinary appearance, and a trace of carelessness on his facial features. The smell of laziness and decadence.

"Is this Yu Xiaogang?" Lin Manshan looked up and down, "With this appearance, how did Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong fall in love with each other in the first place, and they can still remember each other after decades of not seeing each other. Do girls like the melancholic uncle type?"

Yu Xiaogang, who walked up to the three of them, glanced calmly at the young man who had already come to his side, and slowly stretched out his hand. Seeing this, the young man quickly bowed and placed the two certificates in Yu Xiaogang's hand. Glancing down at Tang San's message, Yu Xiaogang's eyes suddenly lit up. But when he opened the first certificate and looked at the second one, his eyes suddenly dimmed and even showed a hint of disdain.

Lin Manshan, who was always paying attention to Yu Xiaogang, could clearly see Yu Xiaogang's eyebrows furrowed and his lip muscles shrinking slightly. As a senior social beast who had been beaten up by society and had a little understanding of the world, he could understand it at a glance.

This is an expression of disgust.

"Having an innate soul power of half a level, you look down on me with an innate soul power of level three? There are no useless martial souls, only soul masters who don't know how to practice. They say that talent is not important, but in their hearts they just want to teach students with high talents. In Nordin I have been living and drinking in the academy for so many years. I haven’t taught any civilian students, and I haven’t attended a single class. I talk about proving myself every day. Why haven’t I seen you teach any civilian soul master to become a talent in the mainland for so many years? What about your reputation? Why haven’t I seen you successfully cultivate your Luo Sanpao martial spirit? You are still level 29 after decades of age!?"

"Everyone criticizes double standards, and everyone has double standards, but your double standards are definitely a sudden rise."

Muttering secretly, Lin Manshan withdrew his gaze.

"Which one of you is Tang San?"

Yu Xiaogang raised his head with a calm expression.

"It's me." Tang San took a step forward and said without being humble.