The power of Douluo's spell

Tang San knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times to the master respectfully.

"Teacher! Please accept me as your disciple!"

Xia Yu looked at the scene in front of her with twitching eyes, things were developing too fast.

When Xia Yu heard Tang San and the master discussing twin martial spirits, Xia Yu began to think about who else had twin martial spirits at this time.

It just happened, and there was no time to stop it.

After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. So what if I was stopped? Should I still let myself teach Tang San? Do you know how the soul beast reads the year?

Suddenly Xia Yu felt a trace of sight, and then found that Tang San was looking at her.

And the look in his eyes seemed to be...

"San'er? Is there sand in your eyes? Why are you twitching?" Xia Yu showed a sunny smile and expressed concern that made people feel warm.

‘Asshole, you can just become a disciple yourself, why are you dragging me along? ! ’

Seeing Xia Yu's very obvious way of changing the subject, Tang San showed an expression that was indeed true.

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Although my brother is full of fantastic ideas, and sometimes his words are out of tune, he often says things that may seem contradictory at first glance, but if you take a closer look, they will be very empathetic.

But now is the time when it comes to laying the foundations for future knowledge.

A knowledgeable teacher can help you avoid detours in the future.

From the conversation just now, Tang San clearly felt that the master was a man who was good at research, knowledgeable, and had a wealth of practical theories. He was a great wise man.

Tang San didn't want his brother, who had been playing since childhood, to miss this opportunity. After all, he was the only friend Tang San could make when he came to this world.

The master also watched the performance between the two with great interest.

The man in front of him, named Tang San, was extremely talented, intelligent, and had twin martial spirits.

The other one named Xia Yu, although average in talent, is decisive in his actions. He seems to be reckless, but he is rough in details and humorous. And the martial spirit may be a mutated martial spirit.

Everyone also read Xia Yu’s proof.

"Martial spirit: an ordinary-looking stone."

This is what is written on the certificate given by Wuhun Palace.

An ordinary stone is regarded as a martial spirit, although the master has not seen people whose martial spirits are stones. But without exception, these people are ordinary people, born without soul power.

But this one named Xia Yu has level three soul power, which is very intriguing.

If you say that there is nothing wrong with his martial spirit, Grandmaster will be the first to not believe it.

Although both of them wanted to be their disciples, it seemed that not everything was going as expected.

Tang San got up helplessly and prepared to do some ideological work on his brother.

Then the master saw Tang San taking Xia Yu under a tree.

The two seemed to have had a heated discussion, during which their eyes and bodies pointed in this direction many times.

After a while, the two of them finished their discussion and walked over with different expressions on their faces.

"I'm sorry, teacher, although I feel like trying to help my younger brother, his personality is really too out of the ordinary." Tang San apologized.

"I'm sorry, Master, although San'er told me that you have a wealth of knowledge and are also a knowledgeable and wise man. But I think some things have to be taken slowly. Also, San'er, I remember that I seem to be older than you After a few months, who do you call younger brother? Younger brother?" Although Xia Yu still looked careless, there was an apology on her face.

I just don’t know who this apology is to.

"Easy to say, easy to say, I respect each of you's choices, just like you respect me." The master smiled nonchalantly.

Nothing in this world is perfect, and the master is already very satisfied to have a disciple like Tang San.

Although Xia Yu refused to become his apprentice, the master did not mind helping Xia Yu when he was in trouble.

"Anyway, I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office to report first."

Afterwards, the master took Xia and Tang to the Academic Affairs Office and left first.

Xia Tang was still confused about this, but Tang San was really confused. Xia Yu was also thinking about the rationality of the script.

Then when the two left, they also heard the discussion in the Academic Affairs Office.

Tang San finally understood why Grandmaster was called Grandmaster.

Tang San felt very disdainful of this, disdain for ignorant people.

On the way to the dormitory.

Tang San hesitated for a moment, then finally asked Xia Yu: "Xiao Yu, do you think the teacher is..."

But already halfway through the question, Tang San still hesitated.

On one side is a good brother who has been playing since childhood, and on the other side is a teacher who recognizes and recognizes himself.

If Xia Yu has any bad thoughts because of the remarks made by those teachers just now, what should she do...

"You think the master is like a clown showing off his knowledge on stage?" Xia Yu saw Tang San and hesitated for a long time, so she simply helped him finish the rest of his words.

After hearing Xia Yu's words, Tang San clenched his hands.

The next step is to decide…

"Don't be stupid Tang San, the master is not like him, he is the master.

"Knowledge is not for showing off. Knowledge can be used to enrich one's life; it can be used to broaden one's horizons; it can even be used to fill one's stomach. All of these are fine.

"But! Knowledge shouldn't be shown off!

"Although the master works hard to show off his knowledge on stage. But what is this for?

"The audience doesn't understand, don't you understand?

"Do you also want to be a spectator?

"Do you really think that the master is really showing off his knowledge?

"I can admit that the master is a clown, but he is not a clown selling knowledge.

"Besides, the path of a clown is not easy. No one will understand the heart of a clown."

After hearing Xia Yu's words, Tang San felt like bursting into laughter for a moment: "You still like to say some incomprehensible things. Although I can't understand what you said, in short, thank you."

Hearing this, Xia Yu smiled indifferently, hugging Tang San's shoulders and heading toward the dormitory: "Which of us is following whom? Why are you so polite to me? Didn't I tell you that I will take care of you from now on?"

The clenched hands were let go.

"Let's go, the dormitory will be here soon. By the way, what dormitory number are we in?"

"Number seven."

The dormitory building is easy to find because there is only one dormitory building.

Qishe is a relatively special existence among the student dormitories, because basically the people living there are working-study students.

‘Wow, big dormitory, this reminds me of the dormitory I used to have in elementary school in the countryside. It is also a large dormitory for dozens of people. Quite missed. ’

After Xia Yu arrived at Qishe, she couldn't help but be reminded by the large dormitory in front of her.

At this time, an older-looking kid in the dormitory walked up to the two of them.

"A new working student?"

Tang San smiled and nodded: "Hello, I am a work-study student from Holy Soul Village."

Xia Yu followed closely: "Me too."

"My name is Wang Sheng, Wuhun Zhanhu, and I am the leader here. Welcome to Qishe, freshmen."