Douluo smeared your face!

Then came the next morning.

Zhang Yifan got up from bed and exhaled the same breath as yesterday, then went to the yard to get some well water, washed his face and started preparing breakfast.

After a night of practice, Zhang Yifan was sure of one thing.

He really wasn't born with full soul power. What Su Yuntao said yesterday was right. The illusion of being born with full soul power was just the result of Tang San's residual soul power when he awakened, which made Zhang Yifan a lot depressed.

Why doesn’t the blessing buff promised by Blind Fighter Russell Yuntao not work?

Is there any problem with the opening method?

Just as Zhang Yifan was having breakfast and thinking wildly, a voice came from outside.

"Xiaofan got up?"

Hearing that the voice was Old Jack, Zhang Yifan quickly replied.

"Here comes Grandpa."

As soon as they arrived in the yard, they looked at Old Jack and Tang San. Tang San's eyes were slightly red.

It is estimated that the two fathers and sons communicated for a long time last night, and finally Tang Hao let him go.

"Let's set off in the morning to cool down a bit, pack up and go."

After hearing about Zhang Yifan, he went back to pick up the luggage he packed yesterday and set off with Old Jack.

But it was said to be luggage, but it was actually just a change of clothes. Zhang Yifan took a look at Tang San's luggage and didn't have to think that it must be a hidden weapon.

However, after taking a look, he stopped paying attention. It was useless to pay attention anyway. His little strength was not enough in front of other people's hidden weapons.

From sunrise to noon, Tang San and Old Jack had a lively chat along the way, and he, Zhang Yifan, was like an accessory.

Old Jack chatted with Zhang Yifan for a while, but Tang San ignored him at all, and he didn't bother to speak to avoid humiliating himself.

After all, as the old saying goes, people are poor and no one asks them on the side of the road. The rich have distant relatives in the mountains. If you don’t have the strength, who will kill you?

After walking for half an hour, the group was inspected by Notting City guards and entered Notting City.

After asking passers-by several times, Old Jack found out that Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is located in the west of Notting City.

When he actually saw Notting College, Zhang Yifan couldn't help but be shocked. Judging from the external image of the college, it seemed that there was no shortage of money.

When Old Jack brought Zhang Yifan and Tang San to the gate, the young man guarding the gate immediately stopped them. "What are you doing here? This place is not for people like you, please go aside."

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Yifan was not surprised. After seeing Old Jack step forward to explain his purpose and then being pushed down, Zhang Yifan and Tang San took action at the same time.

"Grandpa Jack, are you okay?"

Zhang Yifan supported Old Jack who was pushed down to prevent him from falling, while Tang San on the other side had already knocked down the two young men guarding the door.

Just when the incident was about to escalate, a voice came out, "Stop!"

Hearing the sound, Tang San stopped what he was doing, and at this moment Zhang Yifan happened to see Tang San put back the hidden weapon in his hand.

Seeing the reflective silver needle, Zhang Yifan felt his scalp numb.

The Son of Destiny is really so terrifying. He has the means to kill at the age of six. There must be no conflict until there is no means of restraint, otherwise he will not know how he died.

Soon the master will come.

After quietly staring at Yu Xiaogang for a while, Zhang Yifan lost any interest. Zhang Yifan found that Yu Xiaogang looked too ordinary, and the beard on his face looked so decadent. He couldn't help but feel puzzled and didn't understand the martial arts. Why do the Pope of the Soul Palace and Liu Erlong both fall in love with him? Is it really because of his so-called wisdom?

After taking a look at the Wuhun Palace document given by Su Yuntao, Old Jack couldn't help but glance at Tang San. I wonder if Zhang Yifan had misjudged him, and there was a flash of light in Xiaogang's eyes.

"This is the first and last time."

Yu Xiaogang glanced at the two young men guarding the door and took them into the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

On the broad campus avenue, Grandmaster led Tang San and Zhang Yifan to walk. As they walked, Zhang Yifan noticed that Yu Xiaogang and Yu Xiaogang had distanced themselves from each other. Looking at the scene of the Grandmaster and Tang San's close and friendly exchanges from a distance, he couldn't help but feel... Lower your head and see why the ground is so thick?

Time passed slowly, a stick of incense passed, and the two of them were still communicating selflessly, as for Zhang Yifan.

Yu Xiaogang: Is there such a person?Isn't it just Tang San?

Looking at the two people who were thirty years away from me,

Just when Zhang Yifan was about to find an interface to report to the Academic Affairs Office alone, he saw Tang San in front of him kneeling down in front of Yu Xiaogang and bowing to the master.

"Hahaha, well, you are really smart. It seems that it's time for me to be persistent. After all, you are the third twin martial spirit on the entire continent."

The master stood with his hands behind his back, with a very happy gesture.

"what?!"

After a while, Yu Xiaogang used his 'research knowledge' to successfully make Tang San become his disciple.

In the end, Tang San lived up to expectations and even acted as a father on the spot, but I don't know what Tang Hao would think if he knew about it?

After Tang San became a disciple of Yu Xiaogang, he didn't stop and go along the way. He quickly arrived at the Academic Affairs Office and met the senior teacher, Director Su.

Hearing Yu Xiaogang inadvertently point out that Tang San was his disciple, the pale-haired Director Su had a hint of surprise and solemnity in his eyes. Seeing this, he couldn't help but sigh, human relations and society are the same everywhere.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang leave and knowing that it was his turn, Zhang Yifan immediately saluted respectfully and said: "Hello, Director Su, this is my Wuhun Palace certificate."

Director Su took the Wuhun Palace certificate and read it carefully.

"You will live in Room [-] of the dormitory building. There will be responsible teachers there to arrange your work as a work-study student. Here are your things, which are distributed free of charge by the college."

Zhang Yifan saw that it was the standard Notting Junior Soul Master Academy uniform. It was white in color and looked very clean, so he couldn't help but thank him happily.

After Zhang Yifan and Tang San completed the admission procedures, they were instructed to go to Qishe, where they would live for a while in the future.

When I arrived at the door of Qishe, I didn't have much expectations for Qishe's environment, but when I saw Qishe's appearance, I felt a little disappointed.

Before they even reached the door, there were sounds coming from inside. It was noisy, and there were people making noises. From the sounds, they must be a group of children.

The door of Qishe was open. Looking inside, I found that the room was very large. At first glance, it was about [-] square meters. There were fifty beds arranged haphazardly inside, and only a few of them had bedding on them. There were eleven beds, and the entire dormitory was dirty. I don’t know how these children endured it. Zhang Yifan could only admire it in his heart.

When Zhang Yifan and Tang San walked into the door, Qishe, who had been noisy in the room, suddenly fell silent. A dozen children between the ages of eight and twelve turned their eyes to Zhang Yifan and Tang San, with a look in their eyes. Examine.

At this time, a burly young man walked out from among them. He looked two heads taller than Zhang Yifan and Tang San. He walked straight to Tang San and said warily: "Are you new work-study students?"

As for Zhang Yifan, Wang Sheng simply sensed it and ignored it.

Hearing Wang Sheng's words, Tang San replied without paying attention: "Yes."

"Boy, your tone makes me quite unhappy. Remember, my name is Wang Sheng, my martial spirit is Zhan Hu, I am the future fighting spirit master, and I am also the boss here. What about you? What's your name? And my martial spirit is What?"

"My name is Tang San, and my spirit is Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue silver grass? Hahaha! Isn't blue silver grass also grass on the roadside? What's the use of this thing? Even if you feed it to the pigs, they won't even eat it."

As soon as Wang Sheng finished speaking, the others burst into laughter, and Tang San and Zhang Yifan looked at them with a hint of contempt.

Tang San's face remained calm in the face of Wang Sheng and others' ridicule, "Can you step aside?"

"Boy, your tone really makes me uncomfortable. I am the boss of Qishe, and everyone must listen to me. Do you understand?"

As he spoke, he patted his hand on Tang San's shoulder, full of threats.

Zhang Yifan, who was watching from behind, was not surprised by the ridicule of Wang Sheng and others. What followed was a familiar fight.

Zhang Yifan didn't think about continuing to exist, so he first found a bed with no one by the window and put his luggage away.

Soon Tang San won and successfully became the boss of Qishe.

"Who is Tang San."

Not long after, a voice sounded outside.

"it's me."

Tang San raised his hand.

"This is the quilt that the master asked me to bring to you."

The teacher brought the quilt over.

Looking at the brand new quilt that Yu Xiaogang asked someone to give to Tang San, Zhang Yifan realized a very serious problem.

"MMB I don't have a bedding!"

I brought a change of clothes when I came here. How could I stay under the bedding for such a long night?Although you can use cultivation instead of sleeping, this is not a long-term solution. Zhang Yifan is still growing and cannot go without sleep at all, so he can only persist for a few days at most.

"We can't make do with it for one night. We have to find a way to make money tomorrow."

Zhang Yifan shook his head and calmed himself down to start training.

……

"Is this the Seven Houses?"

As soon as Tang San laid down the quilt, a naughty-sounding voice sounded from outside Qishe.

It was a little girl in pink, about five or six years old.

The girl was slightly taller than Tang San, with a black scorpion braid hanging down over her hips, and a pretty little face that was white and rosy.

"Hello, my name is Xiao Wu, dancing dance."

Xiao Wu jumped into Qishe with a cheerful attitude.

"Xiao Wu? Why is there a girl in Qishe?!"

When Wang Sheng and his party heard Xiao Wu's introduction, they were immediately puzzled.

"What, can't you be a girl?"

Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes narrowed for a moment, then she suddenly jumped up with her thighs, shook her legs hard, and actually started to attack!

"boom!"

Only a loud thud was heard.

"Make you look down on girls."

Xiao Wu raised her little head.

Zhang Yifan, who heard the sound, couldn't help but stop practicing and started to check the situation. After seeing the person coming, he stopped paying attention and continued practicing.

Zhang Yifan has no interest in Xiao Wu, a 10-year-old rabbit spirit, and has no intention of cutting off his beard. Moreover, he doesn't like it either. There is no way that Xiao Wu is too young.

Moreover, this rabbit itself was the source of trouble. Jie Hu was about to become the enemy of Wuhun Palace, and Tang Ritian, who was hiding in the dark, was worried about him. He would not do anything unless he was crazy.