Douluo's self is the sun!

After everyone had breakfast, they came to the main square of the college.

After a while, a shaved Oscar came to the square, just brushing his hair from time to time while walking.

Zhang Yang asked Oscar to come over quickly, so he told them the names and martial arts spirits of Tang San and others. He also told Tang San and others about the martial arts spirits and names of Ma Hongjun and Oscar.

It's just that Tang San and the others had strange expressions when they heard Oscar's martial spirit.

"Please! The sausage that replenishes soul power is great, okay?" Zhang Yang knew what they were thinking and said for Oscar. "Besides, in the future, we all have to live together and practice together. There is no need to be so formal about names. Although the environment in our college is not great, the people are very nice. Please relax!"

Tang San and others nodded. Although they didn't have much contact with Dai Mubai and Zhang Yang, they were all easy to get along with based on their temper.

"By the way, let me tell you about the rules and regulations of the college!" Zhang Yang continued, "The college is based on its strength. From now on, you will all call me Brother Yang..."

Before he finished speaking, Flanders slapped him in the face, "Can I think you are trying to intimidate your juniors?" Flanders said, pushing up his glasses.

"No...no! How could someone as good and handsome as me, the dean, threaten other juniors~" Zhang Yang said coyly.

Boys have become accustomed to Zhang Yang's antics, but Zhang Yang's image in girls' hearts collapsed instantly.

"Don't listen to Yangyang's nonsense. We don't have many rules in our academy. To put it simply, we don't allow rape or robbery, but we encourage fighting and gambling." Flanders said lightly.

"Combat is the best shortcut to master one's martial arts, and it is extremely important to enhance actual combat experience. Gambling is a game in the heart, which is of great benefit to enhancing psychological quality, enhancing one's own observation and judgment. Of course, everything must be Enough is enough. To put it simply, you can't kill people in battles, and don't lose your pants when gambling. That's fine. You hear no Yangyang?"

After saying that, he reminded Zhang Yang specially. At this time, Dai Mubai and other old students were holding back their laughter and trying hard not to laugh out loud.

Tang San and the others were a little confused, so they asked what happened to Zhang Yang?

"His boy..." Dai Mubai was about to answer, but Zhang Yang covered his mouth to prevent him from speaking out and said, "Xiao Bai, what did you agree not to say about this matter?"

But Zhang Yang can control Dai Mubai's mouth alone, but what about Ma Hongjun and the others?

"The last time Brother Yang went to the casino to gamble, he really almost lost his pants. When he came back, he had no shirt or pants. He also said that he would beat anyone who saw me gambling in the future, but he didn't fight back." Ma Hongjun said Tell them the whole story, smiling from time to time while telling them.

"Fat man! Tell me clearly! When did I lose all my pants? I just took some loose money to play, who knew I was so unlucky." Zhang Yang said hurriedly, trying to clarify that he was a good person and just took the money. I bought a few hundred gold soul coins to play and relax, but I didn't know that I was unlucky that day. I lost all the money in a short time and I couldn't bear to pay for it, so I mortgaged my clothes.

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this. They didn't expect that such a genius as Zhang Yang had a lot of dark history.

"Okay! If you're joking, that's it. Today's first class will start in the evening. Now adjust your condition to the best! Next, except for Oscar, Ning Rongrong and Tang San, you three, follow me Come." Flanders said, stopping the banter between them.

Oscar is not as weak as in the original work. Now he has a good sense of combat. At least now he can fight with those soul masters who have not participated in the soul fighting for more than ten levels.

Flanders waved his hand and said: "Others can go and rest. Remember, get yourself into the best condition before it gets dark. Don't blame me for not reminding you. The teaching in this college is different from other places. You may even know At risk."

Watching them leave, Flanders told the two of them about their mission today: "I won't say any more nonsense. Oscar, tell me, as an auxiliary soul master, how can you perform on the battlefield?" Better to protect yourself?"

Oscar replied: "Hide behind your friends as much as possible, and use all available terrain and buildings around you to avoid risks. Stay away from dangerous areas as much as possible."

"Yes! That's very good! But you have all overlooked one point. As an auxiliary soul master, escape is a must-have quality. An auxiliary soul master who cannot escape is not a good soul master. And escape requires What? What is needed is physical strength. Although as a soul master, you have your own soul power to assist you, so your physical fitness is stronger than ordinary people. However, the enemy you may face is the opponent's fighting soul master. Therefore, , as an auxiliary soul master, you also need to exercise your physical strength. At the critical moment, maybe if you run one more step, you can survive."

"And what I'm telling you is that Oscar already has good physical strength and fitness." Flender said to Ning Rongrong, "No matter where you are from, as long as you enter my academy, I only hope that you will be better than It turned out to be better in every aspect.”

Ning Rongrong nodded without thinking.

Flanders was very pleased to see her look and said: "Your training today is physical training. From now on, run twenty laps around the entire village. If you haven't come back before lunch, you don't need to eat." It’s lunch. You can use your martial arts to assist. Now, set off. Oscar will lead the way."

"Yes!" they both said at the same time.

So, following Oscar's lead, he ran towards the village.

Watching the two of them run away, Flanders said to Tang San: "How are you doing, master?"

"The tutor is very good, and his theory is becoming more and more comprehensive. Now the tutor doesn't let others call him master." Tang San replied.

"Why?" Flanders was a little confused.

"Because the master said that he is not worthy of being called master now. He is still too young. He has to study theoretical knowledge carefully and wait until he is worthy of this title before he can use it." Tang San said.

"Okay! Hahaha!" Flanders laughed.

"May I ask, Dean, what is your relationship with your tutor?" Tang San asked.

"I'm his best friend. Your teacher gave you your belt, right? I've seen it since you first came here, but I just didn't have time to ask." Flanders said.

Tang San touched his 24 Bridge Mingyueye and nodded.

"Okay, let's go and get ready for the evening classes. It won't be easy." Flanders said calmly.