Legend of the Angel of Douluo

"Are you the disciple of His Majesty the Pope, the transfer student who came to the inner courtyard?"

"Isn't today the opening season of Wuhundian Academy? I'm obviously a freshman, why did I become a transfer?" Su Ming was a little confused.

The middle-aged man saw Su Ming's doubtful eyes and easily guessed what he was thinking, and said: "The opening time of the inner courtyard is never announced. Alas, you will gradually know it in the future. Come in quickly. .”

Nodding towards the female teacher, the middle-aged man took Su Ming into the classroom.

The moment he walked into the classroom, Su Ming felt like he had become the center of attention.

Dozens of pairs of eyes below were looking at him in unison.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the new student Su Ming. From today on, he will be studying in our class."

Bang bang bang... After the middle-aged man finished speaking, most people clapped.

Su Ming had never experienced this kind of thing before, so naturally, he was not surprised at all.

Su Ming picked up a piece of chalk from the desk and wrote his name on the blackboard.

"Hello everyone, my name is Su Ming, Martial Spirit: Seven-Colored Magic Sword, Level 13 Attack System Spirit Master."

While talking, Su Ming did not forget to release his martial soul, and at the same time introduced his soul power level.

Showing one's martial spirit and level in the world of Douluo Continent is similar to showing how rich one's family is in the world where Su Ming originally lived.

However, here, the display of martial souls and levels is very natural, there is no need to be sneaky.

If you have a top-notch martial soul and powerful soul power, you will naturally win the respect of others.

No, when Su Ming's martial soul appeared, the simple and domineering appearance of the seven-colored magic sword instantly attracted everyone's attention, and there was a golden soul ring floating on it.

A 6-year-old child obtained a hundred-year-level soul ring and became a level 13 attack-type battle soul master?

Many people off the court understand that those who can satisfy these points at the same time must not be simple.

"My name is Su Ming, and my martial spirit is a seven-color magic sword. It seems that the new disciple that His Majesty the Pope recently accepted is him!"

Many of the disciples in the inner courtyard are members of Wuhun Hall themselves, and their parents and relatives may have some background. Although they cannot compare with Su Ming, they still understand some of the publicly circulated news very clearly. of.

When Su Ming, the newly transferred freshman, first came in, some people already had speculations about this.

After he said his name and showed his martial spirit, the answer was already self-evident.

"I didn't expect that a disciple of His Majesty the Pope would actually come to our class?"

"Isn't this normal? I didn't see Hu Liena in this class. It is expected that another disciple of His Majesty the Pope will come here."

"It seems like we have to find a way to get closer to him. He seems to be relatively simple. He should be easier to speak and write than Hu Liena, right?"

Some of the students below are young, but they have already learned some skills in their hearts.

"Well, Hu Liena is here too?"

After Su Ming introduced himself, he glanced below and saw Hu Liena in the front row.

There was no way, Hu Liena's shoulder-length short golden hair was so recognizable that it was difficult for Su Ming to ignore her.

"Okay, everyone can communicate more and help each other in the future study this afternoon."

The middle-aged man felt relieved when he saw everyone's positive welcoming attitude.

"Su Ming, please sit down for now...sit there first." The middle-aged man looked at the vacant seats below, then pointed to a seat and said.

"Uh... well."

Su Ming looked at the position of the middle-aged man's finger. It was a seat to Hu Liena's left, and it was connected to Hu Liena's seat.

As a disciple of Pope Bibi Dong, Hu Liena's status in the Wuhun Palace is naturally extremely noble.

Therefore, since she entered the inner courtyard of Wuhundian Academy, she has been sitting alone.

However, after Su Ming also came over, this situation changed slightly.

"Well, senior sister, I didn't ask to sit here. Others asked me to do this!" After Su Ming sat down in his seat, he quickly took out a notebook, wrote a few words on it, and then pushed it to Hu Liena's front.

Hu Liena glanced at the notebook Su Ming handed over, smiled at him, and then had no other reaction.

"Huh? Why does Hu Liena act like two people in public and when she faces him alone? Is she targeting me?" Su Ming recalled Hu Liena's behavior in the past few days when she and Hu Liena were together. Secret passage.

"I'll go, forget it. Don't make random guesses about a woman's thoughts. Moreover, this woman's martial spirit is still a fox. Although she is not that old now and her mind is not mature, she still has to be careful. wonderful."

Su Ming secretly gave Hu Liena a label that it was best not to provoke.

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In the living room, a middle-aged man was writing on the blackboard in a flurry of words. When he spoke, he also quoted from various sources, which was very exciting.

However, in Su Ming's eyes, he seemed to be back in elementary school and kindergarten, learning knowledge such as "1+1=?"

No matter how wonderful the person above said it, it is just converting "1+1=?" into "You have 1 apple and I have one apple. After you give me the apple in your hand, how many apples do I have?" "The problem.

Su Ming naturally had no interest in these contents at all.

At this time, no matter how wonderful the above words were, in Su Ming's ears, it was just another form of lullaby.

Su Ming's body is still very young now and he needs more rest and sleep, so this is completely normal.

Fortunately, Su Ming had a very special background. He was a disciple of Pope Bibi Dong. Naturally, Bibi Dong had some connections with some of the administrators in the inner courtyard of Wuhundian Academy, which may have included Su Ming's theoretical knowledge.

Therefore, Su Ming came to the inner courtyard of Wuhundian Academy not to learn theory, but more to practice and get to know some people to adjust the rhythm of cultivation.

The middle-aged man who was lecturing above had no choice but to turn a blind eye even if he saw Su Ming sleeping on the table.

Halfway through the day, the theory class ended, and everyone had a short break. Su Ming also woke up from his dream.

When he looked up, he saw two people standing in front of him.

One of them has fiery red hair and a very strong body. Although his appearance is not as good as Su Ming's, his unruly temperament can still leave a very deep impression on people.

The other person is taller than Hu Liena, has short black and gray hair, a very handsome face, fairer skin than many girls, and her facial features are very similar to Hu Liena.

"Are these the other two members of the Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace: Yan and Xie Yue?" Two names popped up in Su Ming's mind.