[Douluo] Ye Huo

Not riding Liuhei, Tang Ye and Tang San walked to Notting City, relying on their footsteps, they passed through the thick gate of Notting City before lunch.

After lunch at the hotel in the city, the two of them walked towards the west of Notting City, where Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was located, and Tang San once visited once under the leadership of Tang Ye.

The tall arch made of hard rock is directly below the black iron gate made of high-quality fine iron, and in the middle are four large golden characters - Notting College is close at hand.

Only one side of the iron gate was opened. At the door, a young man stood respectfully behind a middle-aged man in black clothes. He opened and closed his mouth and didn't know what he was talking about. The middle-aged man looked cold and ignored the young man.

When the middle-aged man saw the two approaching, his eyes first fell on the older Tang Ye, and after a pause, he turned to look at Tang San.

As long as he looked at the two of them, Tang Ye had already led Tang San to walk in front of him.

"Master." Tang Ye looked at the middle-aged man leaning his upper body slightly, with a familiar arc on the corner of his mouth.

The facial muscles of the middle-aged man known as the master seemed to twitch slightly. He nodded and smiled stiffly: "Tang Ye, Tang San? Come with me." After speaking, he turned and walked into the academy.

The young man behind him hurriedly nodded and said, "Master, please go slowly."

It appears the man is a concierge.

Tang San and Tang Ye followed the master through the iron gate together under the young man's envious eyes.

Standing in the door and looking around, the wide road under your feet leads to the buildings in the distance. There are tall and lush trees on both sides of the road, and there are crisp birdsong in the forest from time to time.

It seemed that there was no change from two years ago. Tang San set his sights on the middle-aged man known as the master who turned around and waited not far away. He was about 40 years old and had short black hair. Because of the light, his face was a little pale, and his appearance could only be compared with Qingjun's. He was thin, with particularly slender legs. He had a scholarly temperament on his body, and there was a bit of probing in his eyes.

The two speeded up their pace tacitly, and walked to the master.

The master glanced at the two of them, turned around and said, "My name is Yu Xiaogang, and I am a guest lecturer here. You can call me Master."

A very familiar name, Tang San turned his head and thought for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "Ten core competitiveness of Wuhun?"

Yu Xiaogang, known as a master, is a well-known figure in the world of soul masters. He specializes in in-depth research on martial arts and soul power. He once proposed the ten core competitiveness of martial arts, but no one has ever practiced it. He is called theoretically invincible. The soul master world has mixed opinions on him, and he is a very controversial figure.

And theory is what Tang San needs most now. Although Tang Ye is his master, when it comes to Wuhun, in addition to giving him a roomful of books to read, he only told him the relationship between internal force and Wuhun power. Transformed relationships and some taboos, the rest taught nothing.

Of course, Tang Ye once said very directly that his cultivation method is not suitable for him, and he does not want any accidents to cause irreversible consequences. Now that he thinks about it, maybe he said that because he used the cultivation method of a soul beast of.

In this way, Tang San was even more determined that his father was a spirit beast.

But to become stronger and protect Tang Ye, it would be a waste of time to rely on his own groping. It is very beneficial for him to have an experienced and theoretically invincible person to guide him.

"You know me?" Yu Xiaogang stopped and looked at Tang San, with no expression on his cold face.

"A master who is invincible in theory." Tang San and Tang Ye also stopped naturally.

He raised his head, took out a piece of paper from his bosom, and said, "My martial spirit is a waste martial spirit called Blue Silver Grass. Titled Douluo?"

As if he didn't care about Tang San's big words behind, Yu Xiaogang took the certificate with his usual face, looked carefully, his eyes became brighter the more he saw behind, he looked Tang San again, and said: " Precocious, smart, if you have perseverance, it is not impossible to become a Title Douluo in the future, after all, you are the third person to have twin martial souls in a hundred years."

Tang San stared at Yu Xiaogang: "Twin spirits? Why did the master say that? The certificate of the Wuhun Temple clearly states that I only have one spirit, Blue Silver Grass."

Yu Xiaogang said indifferently: "I have carefully studied nearly a thousand people with blue silver grass martial souls, and only [-]% of them have soul power, and none of those people's soul power is above the first level, and you , the Wuhun is Blue Silver Grass, but the Wuhun power is the tenth level of innate full soul power. According to one of the ten core competitiveness of Wuhun - the size of innate soul power is proportional to the quality of Wuhun, Blue Silver Grass Obviously you can't be satisfied, so you have another very powerful martial soul."

"If I can only cultivate my spirit Blue Silver Grass, is it possible for me to become a Title Douluo?" Although he admitted in disguise that he has twin spirits, Tang San immediately raised another question.

Yu Xiaogang was not impatient, instead a scorching light burst out from his eyes: "Every martial spirit has its own reason for existence. In my research, low-level martial spirits have always been the most important, and there are no waste martial spirits. , There are only useless people." His eyes darkened when he said this, "It's just that no one has the perseverance and determination to practice."

"Master, I think we can work together." Finding out that Yu Xiaogang is indeed worthy of the name, Tang San straightened his face and said in a serious tone: "I need a way to make me stronger, and you need a way to prove your theory." People. And I am only six years old this year, I have the Wuhun Blue Silver Grass, I am born with full soul power, and I believe in you, so I am the best candidate to practice your theory."

"Are you really only six years old?" Yu Xiaogang asked back, is it really just a child who has just turned six years old who can say such a thing?

Tang San smiled irrefutably.

Yu Xiaogang just asked casually, not expecting to get an answer, but he had to admit that he had been persuaded by this child. He rubbed his slightly moist palm and showed a stiff smile on his face: "Then, cooperation joy."

"Happy cooperation." Tang San nodded, and then looked at Tang Ye beside him with a smile asking for credit.

Tang Ye had been quietly watching Tang San and Yu Xiaogang coming and going, and didn't make any comments. At this time, Tang San's bright eyes made his heart itch, and he stretched out his hand to rub his hair, and said in a low voice. : "Awesome." His third son turned out to have such a shrewd side, Tang Ye raised the end of his eyes, and his eyes became very soft.

"Let's go, I'll take you to report." Yu Xiaogang took the two of them and continued to play with the Academic Affairs Office.

Although this is only a junior soul master academy, the requirements for students are also very strict. Every student must live on campus and accept unified management. After Tang San registered the information and received the school uniform, he went to the distribution with Tang Ye. nice hostel.

Tang Ye came in as Tang San's accompanying student. Although the academy's management is very strict, the upper-level personnel always have their own privileges. The Yan family must have invested a lot of money in the Soul Master Academy.

Because the number of people who can become soul masters is very limited, let alone in a small place like Notting City, there is only one dormitory building in the entire college, where teachers and students live, and there are only seven dormitories for each student. There are no more than 40 students in each grade. In order to facilitate management, each grade lives in a large dormitory. After all, it is a junior soul master academy, and the students in it are relatively young.

But for Tang San and Tang Ye, it was obviously a very unwise choice to live in a dormitory with more than 40 children, so Tang San finally chose another special dormitory - Qishe.

Qishe is the only dormitory where all grades are mixed. Although the conditions in it are the worst, there are only eleven people living in it so far, because it is a place specially for work-students. It is not a problem for two people whose soul is an adult.

Tang San and Tang Ye hadn't reached the door of Qishe when they heard a commotion. Tang Ye frowned. He obviously didn't like this kind of noise. There were only eleven people. If more than 40 children came together Noisy, he didn't know if he could hold back.

The door of the dormitory was open. The two walked to the door and looked in. It was a large room with an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters. There were [-] beds in total, and only [-] of them had bedding. Chasing and playing in the big room.

Tang San knocked on the door quickly, the children who were playing stopped immediately, everyone's eyes were focused on the door, after a while, one of the tallest children slowly walked towards the door.

"What's the matter with you?" the child asked coldly.

"We are new students, and the dormitory is here." Tang San glanced at Tang Ye and replied.

"Work-study students?" The child asked suspiciously. The two people were dressed brightly, so they didn't look like work-study students.

"Please let me go?" Tang San didn't answer his question, and Tang Ye behind him was getting impatient.

"Boy, my name is Wang Sheng. The martial spirit is Zhanhu. The future war spirit master is the boss here. If you want to come in, first report to the martial spirit, and then call the boss." Wang Sheng stopped at the door, thoroughly It blocked the way in.

"Tang San, Wuhun Blue Silver Grass." After Tang San finished speaking, before Wang Sheng showed a mocking look, he slammed across the body, bent his elbow and directly hit Wang Sheng's waist, and at the same time swept his foot, Wang Sheng swept to the ground.

"Stinky boy, you dare to hit me!" Wang Sheng almost touched the ground when he realized it, he quickly raised his hands up from the ground, and punched Tang San backhanded angrily.

Tang San just took a slight step to the side, his left hand luckily blocked the menacing arm, he flicked the arm to remove the stamina, his right palm cut into his wrist like a blade and pushed forward.

Wang Sheng took a staggering step and quickly stabilized his foot, then turned around and threw another punch.

Tang San grabbed his hand and turned around behind him, gently pushed his palm on his shoulder, Wang Sheng flew out like a sack, and fell heavily on a bed.

After clapping his hands, Tang San looked back at Tang Ye, who walked slowly to his side, and pointed to a bed under a window away from everyone.

The other children were silent as they watched the two walk to a bed by themselves, and then took out a black quilt out of thin air and spread it on the bed.

Soul guide? !

After finally getting up, Wang Sheng, who wanted to release his martial soul and earn back face, tightened his heart. The soul master who owns the soul tool is also a member of the big sect. Once you offend someone you can't offend...

The author has something to say: Thank you Shadow for throwing mines~~