Douluo's Galan

, has become a reality.This in itself is an incredible thing.

And the sleeve arrow on Tang San's wrist was made of that piece of iron mother. After completing the manufacture of the sleeve arrow, including the three [-]-inch small arrows, all the iron mother just happened to be used.

Even though Tang San only had three sleeve arrows, they were extremely delicately made, each sleeve arrow had three blood grooves, if it wasn't because of the small number, he had thought of putting barbs on the tip of the sleeve arrows.The small four-point fin at the tail can make the Shuriken fly extremely smoothly.There is a spiral trace on the tapered arrow, and when the sleeve arrow is shot, it will have stronger penetrating power.

Tang San knew that he was still young, and Xuantian Kung Fu failed to break through the bottleneck. If he was an ordinary person, he wouldn't be afraid, but if he met a soul master like Pixel Yuntao who could use martial spirits last time, his strength would be far behind. It's not enough, but with this sleeve arrow it's different, Tang San is confident that with it, as long as the strength is not too strong, he can deal with spirit masters.

[Tangmen Xuantian Treasure Records, General Outline, Article [-], What is a hidden weapon, used secretly, and special weapons that defeat the enemy are called hidden weapons.If the enemy knows that you want to use it, then it is no longer a hidden weapon, but an open weapon. 】

Of course Tang San would not let his hidden weapon become a bright weapon, and Tang Hao never asked him what he did with this piece of iron mother, so he only told Jia Lan about it.This sleeve arrow is a secret between him and his younger brother.

Jia Lan was very interested in this kind of hidden weapon, Tang San thought to himself, he should make one for his lovely younger brother.

But soon, his thoughts were drawn away by his father's words again—"No matter how you cultivate your soul power in the future, I want you to promise me that you will not put any soul ring on your hammer soul, and don't even let anyone see it." Until it appears. Don't let others know that you are twin martial souls. Can you do it?" This is what his father specially warned him this morning.He is confused, but he will stick to it.

And tomorrow... probably the day to leave.

Tang San walked into the compound, and saw the appearance of the half-elf long knife piercing the air.That immature face was extremely solemn, with beads of sweat -- in terms of hard work, Jia Lan was on par with Tang San.

They are all desperately persistent.

This day was extremely long, and it was the first time Tang San felt uneasy after coming to this world. For the outside world, he had expectations, but also somewhat feared.No matter in Tangmen or in Shenghun Village, he has no experience of training outside. In this regard, he is really no different from a child.He has been thinking, what kind of excitement can the outside world bring to him?

Occasionally, he would imagine that he would live peacefully in the Holy Soul Village like this-with a father and younger brother, a dilapidated but warm home, and other children in the village who are smelly but cute... But this extremely negative life way, it will also bring many dangers.

For no reason, Tang San always had a premonition that his life would not be peaceful.

While Tang San was struggling, Jia Lan was sleeping very sweetly.The first stage of special training is over, and he has been really exhausted these few days.As for the time outside - as an assassin in his previous life, he took on a lot of messy tasks, and he already has a rough image of the world - in short, it is purgatory, but he still has a knife in his hand, and even has a worthwhile A trusting brother, he firmly believes that as long as he is strong, everything can be solved.

To sum up, what he values ​​most is his own training.

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Early in the morning, Tang San was sitting on a big rock on the top of the mountain, holding a leaf in his hand, his eyes were purple. I don't know if it's because his body has become stronger than before, but Ziji Demon Eyes improved very fast. He can clearly observe even the tiniest grain on the leaves in his hand.He knew that his Purple Demon Eyes had begun to enter the subtle state.

Different from Xuantian Kungfu, which is divided into nine levels, Ziji Demon Eye has only four levels, which are overall view, subtlety, mustard seed, and vastness.Because Tang San cultivated very early, with the help of the innate energy that had not completely dissipated after birth, he was only six years old, and already possessed a subtle feeling.

But after reaching the subtleties, the cultivation speed of Ziji Demon Eyes will become extremely slow, and the uninterrupted absorption of purple energy from the east every day cannot be explained by simple perseverance.

The inner force of Xuantian Kung surged and poured into the leaves suddenly, the soft leaves immediately became straight under the action of the inner force, Tang San's right index finger and middle finger shook lightly, the leaves spun out, flying out as if cutting through the air.

Only one meter, the leaf only flew one meter away, and it was already unable to maintain the spinning posture, because it was no longer hard, leaving Tang San's fingers, the effect of Xuantian Kungfu's internal force would naturally disappear.

"The skill is still too weak." Tang San twisted his fingertips thoughtfully.He stood up, thinking that it was time to go back - he was leaving the village today, and he didn't know when he would come to the top of the mountain next time.

Probably in the very distant future?He returns here with Garan, and perhaps with honor.

Pointing his toes to the ground, exerting force on his calf, Tang San used Ghost Shadow Mistracking, and headed down the mountain.

Jia Lan didn't come up together today, this was the first time his younger brother stayed in bed.

The familiar porridge was fragrant, and he cooked for his father for the last time before leaving, of course Tang San would not be lazy.Looking at the firewood under the stove, I added some water to the porridge, so that my father could drink hot porridge after he woke up.

Old Jack has already arrived, perhaps because he is going to Notting City, today's Old Jack specially wore a new suit, looking a bit more hale and hearty.

"Little San, let's go. Your slacker father won't get up anymore." Jack greeted Tang San.Jialan was already standing behind Jack with a small package and holding his long knife. He was still wearing a long gray coat, and tied his long hair behind his head with cloth strips from nowhere, making his face even smaller. , full of heroism.

Tang San was a little bit reluctant, but in the end he didn't say anything, just squeezed Jialan's palm, pulled out a piece of burnt charcoal from the stove, wrote a few lines on the ground, and then looked back at his father's door reluctantly, Only then did he pick up his burden and leave quietly with Jack.

See you again.Tang San thought, it won't be too long.

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☆, Notting College

Notting City is naturally bigger than Holy Soul Village, and the consequence is that three completely blind people get lost in the bustling city.

Old Jack asked passers-by several times, and finally brought his two children to Notting Junior Soul Master Academy located in the west of Notting City.

In the distance, they had already seen a tall arch, 20 meters wide and ten meters high, all repaired from hard rock, with two iron gates underneath, swarthy, Tang San took a look It can be seen that it is made of fine iron.Through the iron gate, one can see the winding path inside, a road leading directly to the interior, with tall trees on both sides.In the middle of the arch, there are four large characters, "Notting College."

Just from the gate of the academy, you can see how important the profession of soul master is in Douluo Continent. This is only a junior soul master academy.

Old Jack, whose painting style didn't match, led Tang San and Jia Lan to the gate, when he was immediately stopped by the young man at the gate.

"What are you doing? Is this a place where you country people can come?" He glanced at the three people's shabby-looking clothes, with disdain in his eyes.

Jia Lan's eyes turned cold.He got up late this morning because of his body's self-repair, and he was already full of gas.With a child's brain, he naturally wouldn't have much patience—in fact, he had already been like this in his last life who couldn't interact with people.Besides, he still couldn't recover from his rare physical weakness along the way, so his temper naturally became even worse.

Tang San and Jack felt a chill from their sides at the same time, and saw Jia Lan, who was more taciturn than usual, draw out his long knife, raised his head and calmly walked towards the young man step by step, his eyes were cool.

Jia Lan is naturally very imposing, because he has killed many people.This kind of pure suffocation made the young man who was posing in a full posture so cold that he couldn't help but shiver for a while-but the young man obviously didn't know what is enough, or he didn't think that killing children is not death .

The naive young man suppressed his discomfort and said: "What do you want to do? Can Caowo produce golden phoenixes? Someone in a small village has soul power? The college hasn't had a work-study student for many years. You can't be fakes, right?" But the more I speak, the more emboldened I am.

Tang San grabbed his younger brother who was about to run away, took out the certificate issued by Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Spirit Hall last time, and handed it to the porter.He even smiled, but his eyes were heavy and there was no smile at all.

Garan paused, and closed the overly long knife obediently.

The concierge saw that the other party retreated, and he became more confident. He took the certificate and looked up and down, "Wuhun Blue Silver Grass? Innately full of soul power? It's funny, this is really a joke in the world. I also worked in the academy for four years. I'm a concierge, and I haven't heard of a student who is born with full soul power. This kid's martial soul is blue silver grass, can he still be full of soul power? I think you must have forged this certificate from the Spirit Hall. "Speaking of seeing Jia Lan's message, he showed contempt without any concealment.

"You..." No matter how good-tempered Jack was, he couldn't bear it anymore, and the harshness of the other party's language had pierced the bottom line of the village chief's self-esteem: "You are making things difficult on purpose. Okay, you wait, I will go Go to the deacon of the Wuhun branch hall. Little San, let's go." Saying this, Jack led Tang San and the two of them back to the city.

Naturally, the certificate of the Martial Soul Division could not be false, and the concierge knew about it, but the people who came to see off the new students were generally a little bit more interested, especially commoner families.The so-called Hades is easy, but the imp is hard to deal with.

Old Jack was born in a village. Even though he was a village head, he didn't know these things.The concierge felt somewhat uneasy, if people from Wuhundian really came, he would not be able to afford it. Of course, he also believed that people from Wuhundian would never come to the academy to question these two bumpkins.

Depressed in my heart, the words in my mouth naturally didn't sound good, "Returning to the Holy Soul Village, I think the Beggar's Village is not bad."

"What did you say?" Old Jack turned around sharply. The concierge's words could be said to have touched the greatest pride in his heart. At the beginning he was able to turn against Tang Hao because of this, but now the concierge was from outside the village, which made him even more angry. unbearable.After a few steps, he came back and glared at the concierge.

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.

"Why? I'm not convinced. I said you came from a beggar's village. Is it wrong? Look at this little poor guy, his clothes are covered in patches. In my opinion, you should find a place to beg. We, Nuoding Academy is not a good hall. Get out, get out."

While speaking, the porter raised his left hand and pushed it towards Jack's chest, about to drive them away.

Just when old Jack was furious, suddenly, there was a thin figure between the two of them. He also raised his left arm, his delicate little hand barely reached the gatekeeper's hand, and his left hand moved hard to the right, immediately pulling the gatekeeper away. Pushing away with his left hand, at the same time, another figure approached, and his seemingly slender palm lightly patted the porter's chest.The other party only felt a blow, and a strong force blew him away.

The porter fell backwards to the ground.

In the middle of Jia Lan's attack, Tang San didn't continue the subsequent moves. He pulled his brother back to his side and pinched his little face. He saw the coldness in those light-colored eyes sweeping across the concierge sitting on the ground inch by inch, In the end, he tied the knife back behind his back.

Want to... kill this person.Galan thought.

Hundreds of years of erroneous killer thinking made him think so calmly, it might be a big project to change the three views.

"Little San, Jia Lan, you..." Jack stared dumbfounded at the person standing in front of him.He looked at Jialan who was being comforted by Tang San's arms, and choked for a moment.

"Stinky boy, you are looking for death." It is shameful to be pushed down by a child, the porter got up from the ground in a rage, and was about to rush towards Tang San.

"Okay, stop." At this moment, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded, stopping the porter from moving.

The concierge was stunned for a moment, and then the anger on his face suddenly turned into flattery, the change was unimaginable, and he nodded and bowed to the visitor: "Master, you are back."

Grandmaster……?

Tang San subconsciously turned his head, and Jia Lan poked his head out from his brother's arms.I saw a man of medium build and a little on the thin side who did not know when he had come to them.It seems that this person is about 50 to [-] years old, with short black hair parted in threes and sevens, and his appearance is very ordinary, with his hands behind his back, but there is a special temperament on his body, and there is a bit of laziness and decadence between his eyes.

He was indifferent to the concierge's greeting, just walked up to Jack and asked: "Old man, can you show me the certificate of Wuhundian?"

The master looked at the proof, then shifted his eyes to Tang San and Jia Lan, finally locked on to Tang San, looked him up and down a few times, for some reason, although the master's eyes were not sharp, Tang San had a feeling of being looked at Transparent feeling.Jia Lan looked at the uncle warily, and wrapped his hands tightly around Tang San's neck, like a spirit beast declaring its territory.

"It's proven to be true, old sir. I apologize to you on behalf of the academy for what happened just now. Leave this child to me."

The master's humility did not make the two little guys let down their guard.Tang San patted his younger brother's back comfortingly, and hid the opened sleeve arrow on his left wrist again.

——[Tangmen Xuantian Treasure Record General Outline, Article [-], Make sure that the opponent is an enemy, as long as he has a way to kill him, don't show mercy, otherwise he will only add trouble to himself]

The two brothers are not good people, but the arrival of the master saved the concierge from the knife edge.Even now, Jia Lan is still thinking about going back and sneaking into the entry dormitory to kill this young man silently.

In his former world, such revenge was a common occurrence.

The master glanced at the concierge lightly, "This is the first and last time. If you commit the crime again, you don't need to stay." His voice was hoarse and calm, but there was an irrefutable a feeling of.

The porter was sweating profusely from his back, and hurriedly stepped aside in response.

The master looked down at Tang San, and squeezed out a smile on his face. His facial muscles seemed a little stiff, and the way he smiled was a bit unflattering.He took Tang San's hand, thought for a while, then took Jia Lan's hand, and said: "Let's go in."

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☆, apprentice

The master's hands were soft and dry, comfortable to hold, which invisibly gave Tang San a sense of trust.Jia Lan was very awkward, but seeing his brother's obedient appearance, he still said he didn't break free.

He seems to be a good person... Jia Lan secretly sent a good person card to this middle-aged man in his heart: It would be better if he didn't separate his brother from himself.

But at the same time, the half-elf felt the master's strong kindness towards Tang San.

Under the guidance of the master, the two finally walked into the academy.

"Teacher, thank you." Tang San said to the master.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher of the academy." The master looked down at Tang San, and said calmly.

"Not the teacher? Didn't you just say you represent the academy?" Tang San and Jia Lan looked at each other and asked in surprise.

The master shook his head. He who has always been impatient is extremely tolerant today, and once again squeezed out that ugly smile, "Who said that the teachers of the academy must be able to represent the academy?"

Tang San suddenly said: "I understand, then you must be the principal of the academy, or the leader."

The master laughed and said: "You are a six-year-old child, you are very smart. However, you still guessed wrong."

Tang San asked suspiciously: "Then you are?"

The master said: "I am just a resident who eats and drinks here. You are the same as everyone else, call me master. Everyone calls me that. I have even forgotten my own name. The proof of Wuhundian It says your name is Tang San, right? Tang San, you have to understand that the meanings of master and teacher are very different, so don't make a mistake in the future. Unless..."

Speaking of this, after hearing what he said, there was a scorching light in his eyes, "Unless you really want me to be your teacher."

"Do you want to teach me how to practice martial arts?" Tang San asked, Jia Lan also looked at him expressionlessly, always felt that he had come to the scene of abduction.

The master stopped and stood facing the two of them, "Then are you willing?"

He used the word "you", but both Tang San and Jia Lan knew who the master's real target was.

Tang San also stopped naturally, looking up at the master in front of him, observing closely at this time, and looking up from the bottom, he found that the master's mouth was a bit big, and his lips were also thick.

Jialan frowned, and handed over the right to speak to his brother.Dark elves have never been good at negotiating.Besides, the other party may not be interested in you.But Tang San didn't open his mouth, neither agreed nor refused.

The master looked at the two pairs of eyes staring blankly at him, and that stiff smile appeared again, "Okay, you are indeed a smart child."

Not speaking has two meanings. One is not to refuse in a hurry, so as not to offend the master.The second is to use actions to ask the master, why should I worship you as my teacher?

Like old Jack, the master raised his hand and rubbed Tang San's head, "Extraordinarily talented and so smart, it seems that I have to be persistent for a while. How to say, you are also the third twin in the past hundred years." Martial soul." Hearing the master's words, Tang San was taken aback, his eyes suddenly changed when he looked at the master, his left wrist was also raised quietly, and there was a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.Before he could move, the master looked at Jia Lan who was holding the knife handle with fierce eyes, and said, "You are wrong, and I don't understand it very well, but your innate soul power is definitely more than three points." The master paused , looked at Tang San again: "Are you also born full of soul power?"

Jia Lan's gaze became more fierce, and there was a killing intent like a beast in those light-colored pupils.Tang San quickly pulled him back.

It's almost an acknowledgment of all this in disguise.

The master looked at them and said with a smile, "Aren't you wondering why I knew you were wrong?" While speaking, he shook the certificate given to him by old Jack in his hand, "It's because of this certificate. Maybe Others can't see the flaws in it, but if I can't see it too, then I don't deserve the word master."

"I once investigated 640 people whose martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass, among them, sixteen had soul power, and the probability was less than [-]%. And even among these sixteen people who possessed soul power, none of them The soul power can exceed one level, but you are the tenth level with the innate soul power. According to one of the ten core competitiveness of the martial arts I have studied, the size of the innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Blue Silver Grass is obviously not enough, so I can be sure that you should have another martial soul, and it is a very powerful martial soul."

Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down, retorting: "Everything has exceptions, why can't I be an exception?"

The master nodded seriously, and said: "That's right, there are exceptions to everything, but your martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass, so you are obviously not that exception. In the past 100 years, the twin martial arts of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire Although there were only two souls, nineteen were born with full soul power. I have carefully studied the martial souls of each of them, and all of them are powerful existences. The youngest one has now reached the level of a great soul. The level of masters. Except for 14 people who inherited powerful martial arts from family blood, there are five exceptions."

"Their backgrounds are not noble, but they also possess innate full soul power. And this kind of accident is the existence of mutant martial souls. According to my research on mutant martial souls over the years, there is no such thing as any kind of martial soul that is comparable to blue silver The grass spirit will mutate. And your blue silver grass spirit is an ordinary blue silver grass, so I can be sure that my judgment is correct."

"The mutant spirit, what is that?" Tang San asked.

The master explained patiently: "This is the first question of how the martial spirit is inherited. The martial spirit that a person possesses is directly related to the martial spirit of his parents. The martial spirit of one party. This is the family-style inheritance of martial arts. And some exceptions are the so-called mutant martial arts. The source is also the martial spirit of the parents, but because the martial spirit between the father and mother has a certain variability , so the martial spirit of the inheritor will mutate and produce a new martial spirit. Mutated martial arts can mutate so powerfully that they even appear innately full of soul power. But most mutant martial arts will only become Weak. Mutated spirits are like the product of inbreeding, there is a high chance of idiots, but there may also be wise men far beyond ordinary people."

Tang San nodded, suddenly, Jia Lan asked: "Then what about me."

Grandmaster frowned, and relaxed for a while, "Your beast spirit is very strange...but you have a very strange feeling." He concluded with a smile: "Your one is a guess."

Jialan pursed his lips, he knew what the master called the "strange feeling", it should be the otherworldly smell on the half-elf.

Tang San took a step back, widening the distance between himself and the master, and then, kneeling on the ground, respectfully kowtowed three times to the master.Seeing Tang San's movements, Jia Lan kowtowed three times without hesitation, but couldn't grasp the strength well, her forehead was red all over.

This time, it was the master's turn to be stunned, "What are you doing?"

"Teacher." Tang San called out respectfully, "Please accept us as disciples."

The master smiled, very satisfied, bent down and pulled the two of them up, "Silly boy, why do you have to kowtow when you are a teacher? Don't you know that this is the etiquette only for the king and parents? You only need to bow."

The habits of Douluo Dalu are obviously different from those of Tang San's first life, but Tang San didn't think he was too polite, and said solemnly: "A teacher for a day, a father for life. You should be worshiped by me." Jia Lan also nodded seriously, and his Dongfang mother told him so.

The master looked at Tang San movedly, "Teacher for a day, father for life, good, good, it seems that I did not choose the wrong one." The so-called small details determine success or failure, even though the three masters and apprentices have not been in contact for a long time , but the master already has a good understanding of the two children in front of him.

Neither Tang San nor Jia Lan's thinking is like what a child under ten years old should have - with a mature air.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office to report." The master held Tang San and Jia Lan's hands again, his big dry hands were slightly sweating because of excitement.

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☆, new dormitory

Jia Lan and Tang San were led by the master, walking between the campuses.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is not as big as it looks, it is mainly divided into several areas, the main teaching building, the playground and the dormitory building on the east side of the playground.Although it is only a junior soul master academy, the requirements for students here are very strict. Even if they live next to the academy, students must live in the academy and accept unified management.

The Academic Affairs Office is located on the first floor of the main teaching building. The person in charge of receiving new students is a teacher who looks to be in his 60s, and there are two young teachers who are under [-] years old to help him.

The master put the certificate on the table and said to the elderly teacher: "Director Su, these are the work-study students sent by the Holy Soul Village this year. Please help them register."

Tang San and Jia Lan bowed slightly politely.

Director Su said with a smile all over his face: "Master, why are you here, a rare visitor! Sit down for a while."

The master shook his head, and said to the two: "You register here yourself, and these teachers will tell you how to do it. I'm leaving first, and I will go to you later."

Tang San nodded, respectfully said: "Goodbye, teacher." Jia Lan also nodded in greeting.

The master smiled, patted Tang San and Jia Lan's heads, turned and left.

Director Su finally had time to observe the little guys brought by the two masters—very cute kid, one smiled and looked like a good obedient kid, the other looked exquisite, even though his expression was cold Not annoying either.He smiled even more happily, and asked, "Young man, your name is Master Master? He is not a teacher of our academy."

Tang San said: "But he is my teacher."

Director Su was taken aback, "You worship the master as your teacher?" His expression was a little weird, it was a expression that wanted to laugh but was forced to hold back.

Tang San said: "Is there anything wrong? Teacher." Jia Lan also looked over, eyebrows raised.

Director Su shook his head repeatedly, and said with a smile: "No, no. I didn't expect the master to accept apprentices. However, you are still a student of this academy, and you must abide by the rules and regulations of the academy from now on, do you understand?"

Tang San nodded, Jia Lan who was wandering again on the side ignored him.

The two young teachers next to Director Su were not as well-mannered as he was. One of them took a look at the certificate from the Wuhun Palace and said with a smile, "Tang San, right? As a teacher of the academy, I want to remind you. Master It's not a random recognition. Any soul master, no matter whether he graduated from the academy or not, can only recognize one master, otherwise, he will be tolerated by the world. Do you really think the master is suitable? Oh, you are still born with a soul It’s a pity that Wuhun is Blue Silver Grass.” The other one leaned over and took a look, and his eyes on Jialan, who was still a child, were no longer as simple as admiring beautiful things, and there was some other meaning, but also Well hidden.He flipped through the proofs, and oops, "Dark Elf? What?"

The others also stared at Jialan.Tang San frowned. After staying in the simple village for a long time, it was the first time he remembered that Jia Lan's small face was very attractive, so he took a step forward and blocked his younger brother who hadn't recovered yet. , smiled and said: "It's a very sensitive...spirit beast." He was also not sure about the last word.

The half-elf who was marked as a soul beast pouted—that kind of low-level creature.

Without waiting for others to answer, Tang San turned to the three academy teachers in front of him, "What's wrong with worshiping the master as a teacher?"

Director Su glared at the young teacher beside him, and said, "Although Master has a bit of a weird personality, from a certain point of view, he is an 'invincible' existence in terms of martial arts. Anyway, your martial soul is also Blue Silver Grass , It doesn’t matter if you ask him to be your teacher. Well, let’s do it like this. This is your stuff, and the college will distribute it for free. You live in Room [-] of the dormitory building. The teacher in charge there will arrange for you to work as a part-time student. Go. "

"Thank you." After receiving the things that Director Su handed over, Tang San saluted and dragged his confused brother out of the Academic Affairs Office.

Director Su gave him two sets of standard Nordin Elementary Soul Master Academy uniforms, the white texture looks very clean.Just after walking out of the Academic Affairs Office, Tang San faintly heard the voice of the young teacher who had spoken before in the Academic Affairs Office.

"Grandmaster is indeed 'invincible', but it is invincible in theory. Of course, his theories must be able to become a reality. Director, I still remember what the master said about the ten core competitiveness of Wuhun. Then It's just ridiculous."

"That's enough, Grandmaster is the dean's friend. Don't judge yourself. Although no one has proved his theory to be correct, no one has proved his theory to be wrong. In the Wuhun world, Grandmaster is a well-known figure .”

"No, Director, it should be a well-known clown. Everyone just thinks he's a joke."

Hearing the conversation inside, Tang San's footsteps only paused for a moment, before continuing to walk outside.There was a trace of disdain on the corner of Tang San's mouth, of course it wasn't aimed at the master he just recognized, but at the three teachers in the Academic Affairs Office.

Is it just a joke for someone who can tell that he has twin martial souls just from a simple certificate, and concludes that his other martial soul is very powerful?

Invincible in theory?What I need most now is theory.The strength of the master cannot be imparted to the apprentice, what is imparted is knowledge.These people can't even figure this out, and it's a good thing they are the teachers of the academy.

Thinking of this, he stopped thinking about the conversation just now, but squeezed his brother's cute little hand and asked, "I've been absent-minded since the beginning, what's wrong?"

Only then did Jialan come back to his senses, instead he held his elder brother's hand and said softly: "I'm just a little sleepy... I practiced a little hard the other day." As if afraid of Tang San's worry, he added very quickly: "It's nothing."

Tang San rubbed Jia Lan's head, and didn't feel like using too much force so as not to mess up the other's hair.He said gently: "When you arrive at the dormitory, you can sleep for a while."

Jia Lan happily responded with a cold face.

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There is only one dormitory building, which is easy to find. The students and teachers of the college live here.As old Jack said, there are very few people who can become soul masters, especially in a remote city like Notting.The number of students and teachers in the entire college is not large, and a dormitory building can already afford it.

There are only seven dormitories for the students. Because the students of the Junior Soul Master Academy are relatively young, for better unified management, students of each grade live in a large dormitory.And there are only about 40 students in each grade of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy.

The lower three floors of the dormitory building host seven large dormitories where students live, and each dormitory is in charge of a teacher.

House No. [-] is a relatively special existence among the seven student dormitories, and the conditions are also the worst. It is a place specially for work-student students.After all, the college is not a philanthropic hall. Although the tuition fees for work-study students are reduced or exempted, the treatment cannot be as good as that of ordinary students.

Qishe is also the only dormitory with mixed age. All working students live here regardless of grade.

Tang San and Jia Lan had just walked to the door of Qishe when they heard the noise coming from inside.Jia Lan, who was not in good spirits, instantly darkened his face.The door was open, Tang San comforted his younger brother while walking to the door and looking inside.

This is a wide room, nearly 12 square meters, with fifty beds in total, but there are only beds, and only eleven beds with bedding. Children between the ages of [-] and [-] were boisterous.

Tang San knocked on the door, the talking children immediately turned their eyes towards him, one of the older children looked at Tang San who was covered in patches, and walked towards them.

This child is nearly two heads taller than Tang San, and his figure is already relatively burly at his age. When he walked up to Tang San, he looked at him somewhat condescendingly and said, "A new work-study student?" After speaking, he glanced quickly Looking behind Tang San, after seeing a beautiful little face, his eyes couldn't help flashing a little nervous, even if the other party was a boy, the big man couldn't help it.

A kind smile appeared on Tang San's face, "Hi, I'm a work-study student from Holy Soul Village."

"My name is Wang Sheng, Wuhun is Zhan Hu, the future war soul master. I am also the leader here, boy, what is your name? What is Wuhun?"

"My name is Tang San, and my spirit is Blue Silver Grass." Tang San released his own spirit and pulled Jialan to him, introducing: "My brother, Tang Jialan, and his spirit is...uh, a dark elf." Jia Lan was very proud of his brother, and released his martial spirit in an instant, and those pointy ears made everyone in the room stunned.

"What is a dark elf?" Wang Shengxin thought that even if a beauty is in front of him, he still needs to show his aura, and quickly changed the subject: "Blue silver grass? When can blue silver grass martial soul be cultivated?" Wang Sheng put on a pose Looking extremely surprised, most of the children in the dormitory burst into laughter, looking at Tang San's eyes