Douluo: Spirit Hall Senior

Al was a little surprised, because from the previous conversation, he vaguely heard that Yi Tian did not know Wuhun City, but he did not expect that he knew Wuhun Palace and Douluo Palace.

Al looked at Douluo Palace with some piety: "Rather than saying that Wuhun City is the holy land of the entire continent, it is better to say that Douluo Palace is the holy land of the entire soul master."

Yi Tian raised his head and looked at the Douluo Hall, expressing his indifference. Although it was solemn, it did not arouse any resonance in him.

Al said with some sadness: "Only the dead Titled Douluo can stay in the Douluo Palace, which can also be said to be the tomb of Titled Douluo!"

Regarding the Douluo Palace, Yi Tian naturally knew that this was a place for the dead. No one had the right to enter before death. Only during the big sacrifice could the Pope lead the entrance.

He looked at Al who was a little sad: "What, do you have any relatives buried in it?"

“My grandfather is buried in there!”

Yi Tian was shocked. Al's background was very powerful. His grandfather was actually a titled Douluo. No wonder he knew so many things about Wuhun City.

Regarding these, Yi Tian did not ask any more questions, while Al was staring at the Douluo Hall in a daze, muttering something in his mouth.

The carriage moved forward.

Until he came to Wuhunyuan Academy.

Because this group of people all set off from the Star Luo Empire, they were sent directly to the Star Luo Campus of Wuhun Academy.

It's the beginning of the school year, and Wuhunyuan Academy is crowded with people. All kinds of gorgeous carriages fill the streets, and students from all over the place come here to gather.

Al had calmed down his emotions at this time, looked at Yi Tian and smiled: "We will be classmates from now on. I hope we have the opportunity to get together again in the future!"

"If it's an academy, there will definitely be a chance!" Yi Tian said with a smile.

The two of them got off the carriage and followed the instructions of the Wuhundian Academy staff to sign up.

The registration process was not complicated. Yitian and Aier both had admission letters, so it was naturally completed smoothly.

The teacher from Wuhundian Admissions Office encouraged: "Classmates Yi Tian and Aier, from today on, you are students of Wuhundian Academy. I hope you will practice hard in the coming days and become powerful soul masters as soon as possible! "

Next is the very old-fashioned process of arranging dormitories.

Wuhun Palace has made very thorough arrangements in this regard. There will never be a situation where there is no bedding, everything is ready.

Yi Tian and Al left with a faculty member wearing a Wuhun Academy uniform.

Although Wuhundian Academy is wealthy, it does not provide single rooms to students. Four students live in each room.

Of course this is not about saving money.

It is about cultivating friendships among students.

The principle of cultivating students in Wuhun Palace is to develop individual soldiers' combat power to extremes, but to achieve balanced development through teamwork, so that all types of soul masters have room to play.

In this way, it is natural to cultivate tacit understanding and cooperation among students from an early age.

Generally speaking, most students in a dormitory will also become members of a team in the future.

Unfortunately.

Yi Tian and Ai Er were not arranged into the same dormitory.

When Yi Tian followed the college teacher to the arranged dormitory, the three roommates were already there.

Yi Tian can naturally cope with three six-year-old children without appearing to be unsociable.

"Hello, we will be roommates from now on. My name is Yi Tian, ​​and I come from Hongri Village in Sunset City!" Yi Tian nodded to his three future friends.

"Zhu Zhujin, from Xingluo Imperial City!"

Zhu Zhujin is of medium height, a little childish, talks with his head slightly lowered, a little shy, talks very little, and seems a little embarrassed.

"Zhao Yingjie, from Aer City, Octo Administrative Province, three big brothers, please take good care of me in the future!" Zhao Yingjie said and bowed quickly.

"Shit, from now on we are all brothers, can you stop being so formal? It makes me feel a little embarrassed. My name is Zhang Xing, and my martial spirit is a shield. If we have a fight in the dormitory from now on, I will definitely be at the front!"

Zhang Xing is only six years old, and he is nearly meters tall, a full head taller than Yi Tian. He stands out in the entire dormitory.

He yelled: "Brothers, how old are you? We need to arrange the order of our dormitories. Let me start by saying that my birthday is in March this year, and I am now six years old!"

"I am also six years old this year, and my birthday is in September." Zhu Zhujin said softly.

"I am also six years old this year, and my birthday is in January." Zhao Yingjie said.

Seeing that all the friends had finished reporting, Yi Tiancai said: "I am seven years old this year, and my birthday is in October!"

Yi Tian played a trick here and blindly reported his age. After all, it would be too shameful to call several six-year-old children big brothers.

"Aren't you all six years old when martial arts awaken? Why are you seven?!" Zhang Xing asked in surprise.

"My family has no money, so I can only wait for the annual free spirit awakening ceremony in the Spirit Hall." Yi Tian continued to talk nonsense, "Then because the report was not submitted in time, I delayed school for a year!"

"Oh oh oh!" Zhang Xing nodded repeatedly and stopped asking questions. He said simply: "You are the eldest, you are our boss!"

He pointed at Zhao Yingjie and said:

"Then you will be the second brother, I will be the third brother, and Zhu Zhujin you will be the fourth brother!"

Everyone has no opinion. The age ranking is the fairest. After all, if it is based on strength, Zhang Xing is obviously very oppressive.

In the evening, dormitory night talks are also an essential rhythm.

Zhang Xing is very lively and does not show off at all:

"Now that we have the rankings, we naturally have to choose the dormitory leader. The dormitory leaders cannot be ranked by age. Naturally, we have to choose the most capable one. My specialty is strong strength and strong defense, and the same is true for martial arts! "

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and showed off his martial spirit.

a shield.

A big one, like Heart of the Freljord, Braum's shield, which can block an entire person.

Under his feet, a yellow soul ring lit up and rose quietly. As the soul ring circulated, surging soul power rushed toward his face.

Zhang Xing smiled slightly: "My martial spirit is called 'Twin Mountain Shaking Shields'. Strictly speaking, I am a defensive fighting spirit master!"

As he spoke, he moved slightly, and the entire wall shield flashed with light, and a round shield in the center split off. The round shield was small, but the edge of the shield was very sharp.

"The twin shields can defend and attack." As he spoke, he shook some large shields, causing the entire dormitory to tremble slightly.

"However, the attack ability is incomparable to that of ordinary attack-type war soul masters. My main role is defense, and I am in the front row!"

Zhu Zhujin was a little shy and said in a low voice: "My martial spirit is the Nether Civet Cat, an agility attack type combat spirit master, but my spirit power is only level nine, and I haven't applied a spirit ring yet!"

Yi Tian couldn't help but glance at Zhu Zhujin. Previously, he thought his name was a coincidence, but he didn't expect that it was actually related to Zhu Zhuqing.

The Zhu family was a large family in the Star Luo Empire, so it was logically impossible for direct descendants to enter the Spirit Hall.

But Yi Tian didn't ask much. After all, Zhu Zhuqing had gone to Tiandou Empire to study, so it was reasonable for him to go to Wuhun Palace.