From Douluo to Wanjie

Old Jack quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. These two children are work-study students sent by our village this year. Do you think, what procedures do we need to go through?"

The concierge frowned and said in a somewhat sinister tone: "Can a golden phoenix still emerge from a grass nest? Is there someone in a small village who has soul power? The college hasn't had a working-study student in many years. You can't be fakes, right?"

A trace of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed his anger and took out the two certificates issued by Su Yuntao, the deacon from the last time at Wuhun Hall, and handed them to the concierge.

The concierge took the two certificates and looked them up and down, "Martial spirit native dog? Martial spirit blue silver grass? Both of them are still full of innate soul power? It's funny, this is really the most ridiculous thing in the world."

"I have been working as a concierge in the academy for four years, and I have never heard of any students who are born with full soul power. What's more, these two people are both rubbish martial arts, how can they have full soul power? Old man, do you think I am right? Be literate."

"Young man, don't go too far." Old Jack said angrily.

"Humph!" The concierge curled his lips and said nothing, feeling a little disdainful.

Generally, people who come to see off new students are a bit more interesting, especially those from civilian families.This is why it is said that the king of hell is easy to deal with, but the devil is difficult to deal with.

The concierge didn't receive any benefits, so his attitude was naturally not much better.

Old Jack was born in a village. Even though he was a village head, he didn't know these things.

The concierge was depressed, and the words he said were not pleasant to hear, "Return to the Holy Soul Village, I think the Beggar Village is not bad."

"What did you say?" Old Jack roared angrily. The concierge's words could be said to have touched his blood. This was the greatest pride in his heart.

Old Jack took a few steps forward and glared at the concierge. It could be said that he was furious.

The concierge was startled by the menacing old Jack, and couldn't help taking a step back, but he quickly reacted and cursed himself in his heart, isn't he just an old man, what's so scary.

"What, you are not convinced? I said you are from a beggar's village. Am I wrong?" the concierge said, pushing his left hand directly towards Old Jack's chest.

But at this moment, a black figure behind Old Jack stepped forward and kicked the concierge in the stomach.

boom!

The concierge was instantly kicked away and hit the iron door, clutching his stomach and groaning in pain.

"Be more polite to others from now on." Guyang said coldly, a hint of murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes. If this place were not on the street, with the concierge's previous attitude towards Old Jack, Guyang would have made his life worse than death.

"Little... little one knows." The concierge said in fear.

After all, Douluo Continent respects strength. If you want to be respected, it is very simple and direct, that is, your fists are strong enough.

Guyang snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Tang San's eyes flashed with horror. Brother Guyang was getting stronger and stronger, and he could kick the concierge away with just his physical strength.

You know, this young man can become the concierge of Notin Junior Soul Master Academy, and his strength is not weak.

Old Jack's eyes were [-]% satisfied and [-]% envious.Is this a soul master? He is so powerful.

At this time, a man of medium build and slightly thin walked out of the academy and came to Gu Yang.

This man was about 50 to [-] years old, with short black hair parted in threes and sevens. His appearance was very ordinary, with his hands behind his back, but he had a special temperament, and his eyes were open with a bit of laziness and decadence.

The middle-aged man took a deep look at Guyang, then turned to look at Old Jack and said, "Old sir, can you show me the certificate from Wuhun Palace?"

Old Jack thought this middle-aged man was a teacher from the college.He quickly handed over the two certificates in his hands.

The middle-aged man looked at the certificate, then shifted his gaze to Guyang, looking him up and down a few times, and then looked at Tang San curiously.

Gu Yang was secretly excited. This must be the theoretically invincible master in the soul master world in the original work. If he could be trained by this person, his strength would definitely increase rapidly.

The master took the certificate, glanced at it casually, looked up at Old Jack, and said:

"Old sir, I apologize to you on behalf of the college for what happened earlier. Leave these two children to me."

A figure who was at least a soul master apologized to him. Old Jack's vanity was greatly satisfied. He hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No need to apologize, no need to apologize. We are not good either. Master, then these two children are in trouble." You. After you follow the master in, you must be obedient."

"Grandpa, don't worry. You must pay attention to safety on the way back." Gu Yang said with concern.

On the road between Holy Soul Village and Notting City, ten-year-level soul beasts often appear at night, which is somewhat dangerous for an old man like Jack.

"I know, grandpa has walked this road for decades and is very familiar with it." Old Jack said proudly.

After a few more words of advice to Guyang and Tang San, they reluctantly left.

The master glanced at the concierge indifferently and said: "This is the last time. If you do it again, you don't need to stay. If you get kicked, it's only your own fault. No one can blame you."

His voice was hoarse and calm, but there was an irrefutable feeling.

The concierge held his stomach, stood up with difficulty, nodded quickly and said: "Yes, yes, master, it was the little one who did something wrong before."

The concierge glanced at Guyang in horror, feeling terrified in his heart.

The master forced a smile on his face, but the muscles on his face seemed a little stiff, and his smile was a bit unflattering, and he said: "Let's go in."

Under his leadership, Guyang and the two finally entered the academy.

At this moment, Guyang bowed and said: "Master, I implore you to accept Xiaosan as your disciple."

The master was slightly startled, then turned to look at Tang San, with a hint of fire flashing in his eyes, but he said: "It's useless for me to agree alone."

Guyang hurriedly tugged on Tang San's clothes and nodded lightly towards him.

Tang San was a little puzzled. He stopped and looked up at the master in front of him. Looking closely and looking from bottom to top, he found that the master's mouth was a bit big and his lips were thick.

He didn't speak. If it weren't for his trust in Brother Guyang, he would have refused immediately. After all, this master was still just a stranger to him.