Douluo: I am the true master

Thinking of this, Ye Wen sighed.

Just squeeze with a group of people, it is better than being a self-funded student and being oppressed by those aristocratic and wealthy kids to do cleaning.

A gentleman hides his abilities and waits for the right time to act. Ye Wen doesn't want to cause trouble, so he hides under Tang San's brilliance.

Time passed little by little, and Ye Wen and Tang San were about to start school. As for the quota for work-study students, it was easy to solve. After all, every village had such quotas, but not every village had people who awakened their soul power.

Ye Wen was very calm along the way, even after entering the city. He was different from Tang San, who seemed to have an autism disorder. After all, Ye Wen had often gone in and out of Notting City to do business with his parents since he was very young.

It is no exaggeration to say that once one becomes a soul master, one will achieve a class leap. Even the lowest-level junior college, although it was not the first time Ye Wen had seen it, he could see its exquisite architectural appearance from a long distance. The arch alone was twenty meters wide and ten meters high, not to mention the other materials and workmanship. The construction cost of this college alone could buy dozens of villages like the Holy Soul Village.

However, compared with the magnificent appearance of the academy, the one guarding the gate seems a little unpresentable.

As expected, the guard stopped the three men with a look of disgust when he saw Old Jack wearing patched and shabby clothes.

"What are you doing? Is this a place where you country folk can come?"

Six years have passed since his rebirth, but Ye Wen still cannot understand the security guard's train of thought.

After all, first of all, this security guard is definitely not a soul master. After all, once you become a soul master, you can get a soul master subsidy of one gold soul coin, and you can live a comfortable life anywhere. Why should you be a lowly security guard here?

Yet such a weakling dares to think of blackmailing a future soul master. Is he mentally retarded or mentally deficient?

Obviously, as a normal person, Ye Wen cannot understand the thought processes of the mentally retarded and the psychopathic.

It was common for the lower class people to be bullied. Even though Old Jack was the village chief, he often encountered people like the doorman when he went to the city, so he spoke very politely.

"My dear little brother, we are from Shenghun Village. These two children are the work-study students sent by our village this year. What procedures do you think we need to go through?"

At this moment, Ye Wen caught a hint of subtle jealousy in the eyes of the security guard. He curled his lips and said in a sarcastic tone.

"Heh, a golden phoenix can emerge from a grass nest. Two people with soul power suddenly appeared in a small village. The college hasn't had any part-time students for many years. Are you guys fakes?"

Being questioned and insulted made even Old Jack, a man over fifty years old, feel uncomfortable. But the situation was stronger than the man. Old Jack suppressed his anger, took out two certificates issued by Su Yuntao from his pocket and handed them to the guard.

"You're joking, little brother. Look, this is the certificate issued to us by the steward of the Spirit Hall."

The guard took the certificate, looked through it carefully for a while, then grinned, threw the certificate belonging to Tang San on the ground, and shook the certificate belonging to Ye Wen in his hand and said.

"Ha!? Old man, do you think I'm stupid?

The spirit of the Blue Silver Grass is also full of innate spirit power? Are you trying to make me laugh to death? This is really ridiculous. I have been working as a doorman in the academy for four years, and I have never heard of a student with innate full spirit power, and this kid's spirit is the Blue Silver Grass!

Do you think I look like a fool? This certificate is more decent. I got lucky and it's a mutant martial spirit. It's normal for a country boy to have half-level spirit power. Hahahaha."

Ye Wen did not take the guard's ridicule to heart, but he glanced at him calmly and saw that Tang San had put his hands behind his back. Although he could not see whether Tang San had any hidden weapons in his hands, the look in that boy's eyes was...tsk tsk tsk tsk.

However, Ye Wen also knew that his appearance might cause a certain butterfly effect in the world, so Ye Wen did not dare to bet whether Yu Xiaogang would appear in a timely manner as in the original book.

If that madman Tang San really killed the security guard, it would be fine for him as he has a father who is Haotian Douluo, but it would be hard for himself and old Jack.

Ye Wen wanted to complain now. Isn't your Tang Sect an assassination sect? Aren't hidden weapons weapons used in secret? You are in public, and there are many people on the street not far away. If you can kill the guard, can you kill everyone? What an outrageous train of thought.

Just before Old Jack was about to snatch back the Spirit Certificate and say he was going to the Spirit Hall to file a complaint, Ye Wen picked up Tang San's certificate from the ground first, then wiped the dust off it with his hand.

"Hey, young man, are you a local?"

The guard didn't know why Ye Wen asked this, but as a city man he was quite proud, so even though he was not a soul master, he was particularly arrogant towards the country people who had the qualifications to become soul masters, and he just looked up and said.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Ye Wen handed the martial spirit certificate back to Old Jack and spoke softly.

"Nothing, I just thought that if I become a soul master in the future, I will definitely repay you for blocking my door today. Let me think about it. For example, it shouldn't be a big deal for a person to disappear in such a big city."

At this moment, the guard's face turned pale instantly. He looked at Ye Wen, who was obviously smiling but the smile did not reach his eyes, with extreme fear, as if he was looking at a monster.

At this moment, the guard once again recalled the fear of being dominated by the high and mighty soul master.

Of course Ye Wen knew that he could get rid of this little jerk with some money, but he was already acting as a watchdog. If he continued to kowtow to such a fellow, his rebirth would be a waste!

As for asking the Spirit Hall to seek justice.

Although it was useful, Ye Wen didn't want to make a big fuss. After all, who knew what kind of tricks that idiot Tang Hao would come up with? It was just right now.

At this time, Ye Wen also snatched back his own martial spirit certificate.

Just when Ye Wen wanted to put on another show and tell the guard to get out of the way so that he could show mercy and not bother with him in the future, a hoarse and weathered middle-aged voice rang out.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Hearing this voice, Ye Wen knew that his chance to play a villain was completely gone. He stood back beside Old Jack calmly and saluted to the side.

The person who came was Yu Xiaogang, who was of medium build, a little thin, with short hair, and had a strong bookish air about him, but the strong decadence and laziness between his eyes made people feel a little uncomfortable.