A person who is at least a soul master apologized to himself, and Old Jack's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he quickly shook his hands and said: "No need to apologize, no need to apologize. We are not good either. Master, then this child will trouble you. "Little San, you can go in with the master, but you must be obedient."
Tang San nodded, but didn't speak.
Before, when the master in front of him stopped the doorman from rushing towards him, his left hand had already been raised, and the safety on the sleeve arrow had been opened. If the master in front of him was one step later, maybe there would be an extra short arrow at the throat of the porter.
[Tangmen Xuantian Baolu General Outline, Article 3, make sure the opponent is the enemy, as long as he has the way to kill, don't be merciful, otherwise it will only add trouble to himself] In Tang San's view, the concierge tells an old man like Jack Hands-on, coupled with his meanness, already has a way to kill. At the same time, he is also absolutely sure that no one, including Old Jack, will find out that the Hidden Arrow was sent by him. Without evidence, who can say that he murdered? Tangmen's silent sleeve arrows are extremely fast, and there is only a shadow.
Jack told Tang San a few more words before leaving.
The master glanced at the concierge lightly, "This is the first and last time. If you commit a crime again, you don't need to stay." His voice was hoarse and calm, but there was something irrefutable. a feeling of.
Cold sweat broke out from the back of the doorman, and he hurried to the side in response.
Grandmaster looked down at Tang San, with a smile on his face, the muscles on his face seemed to be a little stiff, and the way he smiled was a little unflattering. Pulling up Tang San's hand, he said, "Let's go in."
Grandmaster's hands were soft and dry, very comfortable to hold, and invisibly gave Tang San a sense of trust. Under his leadership, Tang San finally walked into this academy.
"Teacher, thank you." Tang San said to Grandmaster.
"Teacher? I'm not an academy teacher." Grandmaster glanced down at Tang San and said lightly.
"Not a teacher? Didn't you just say that you represented the college?"
The master shook his head. He has always been impatient, but today he is extraordinarily tolerant, and once again squeezed out that ugly smile, "Who said that only the teachers of the academy can 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, so smart. However, you still guessed wrong."
Tang San asked suspiciously, "Then who are you?"
The master said: "I'm just a guest who eats and drinks here. You are like everyone else, call me Master. Everyone calls me that. I even forgot my name. The proof of the Spirit Hall It says your name is Tang San, right? Tang San, you have to understand that the meaning of the master and the teacher is very different, so don't call it wrong in the future. Unless..."
Having said this, he listened to what he said, but there was a burning light in his eyes, "Unless you really want me to be your teacher."
"Do you want to teach me martial arts?" Tang San asked.
Grandmaster stopped, facing Tang San and stood still, "Then do you want to?"
Tang San also naturally stopped and looked up at the master in front of him. At this time, observing closely, looking up from the bottom again, he found that the master's mouth was a bit big and his lips were thick. He didn't open his mouth, he didn't say yes, and he didn't say no.
Grandmaster looked at Tang San's eyes staring blankly at himself, and that stiff smile appeared again, "Okay, you really are a smart kid."
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, "You're so talented and so smart, it seems that I'm going to be persistent again. Anyway, you're also the third twin in the past 100 years. Martial soul."
Hearing Grandmaster's words, Tang San was taken aback, his eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Grandmaster, his left wrist had also been quietly raised, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.
The old master looked at him, smiled and said, "Are you wondering why I know you are a twin martial spirit?" As he spoke, he shook the certificate that Old Jack gave him in his hand, "It is Because of this proof. Maybe other people can't see the flaws in it, but if I can't see it, then I'm not worthy of the word master."
"I have investigated six hundred and forty-seven people with blue silver grass. Among them, sixteen have soul power, and the probability is less than 3%. Even these sixteen people have soul power. There is no soul power that can exceed the first level, but you are innately full of soul power at the tenth level. According to one of the ten core competencies of martial arts that I have studied, the size of the innate soul power is proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Look. The Blue Silver Grass obviously can't be satisfied, so I can be sure that you should have another spirit, and it's a very powerful spirit."
Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down, retorting: "Everything has exceptions, why can't I be an exception?"
Grandmaster nodded earnestly and said, "Yes, there are exceptions to everything, but your martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass, so you are obviously not that exception. Over the past 100 years, the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire have been twins. Although there have only been two martial spirits, there have been nineteen who were born full of spirit power. I have carefully studied the martial spirits of each of them, and all of them are powerful beings. The level of spirit masters. Except for the fourteen people who are powerful martial spirits inherited from family blood, there are five exceptions."
"Their origins are not noble, but they also possess innate soul power. And this kind of accident is the existence of mutant spirits. According to my research on mutant spirits for so many years, there is no martial spirit of any kind and blue silver. Grass Martial Soul will mutate. And your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is ordinary Blue Silver Grass, so I am absolutely certain 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, and suddenly, he took a step back, widening the distance between himself and the master, and immediately fell to the ground on his knees, kowtow three times respectfully to the master.
This time, it was the master's turn to be stunned, "What are you doing?"
"Teacher." Tang San called respectfully, "Please accept me as your apprentice."
The master smiled, very satisfied, then bent over and pulled Tang San up, "Silly boy, why do you have to kowtow when you are a teacher? Don't you know it's a courtesy to only worship the king and parents? Just bow."
Douluo Dalu's habits are obviously different from Tang San's first generation, but Tang San doesn't think his etiquette is too much, and solemnly said: "One day a teacher, lifelong father. You should be my kneeling."
The Tang Sect's teaching of etiquette was very strict, and when he grew up with that kind of education, it was deeply imprinted in Tang San's heart.
The master looked at Tang San with moving expression, "A teacher for one day, a father for life, good, good, it seems that I did not choose the wrong one." The so-called knowledge of small things, details determine success or failure, although the two masters and students have not been in contact for a long time. , but the master already knew a lot about the child in front of him.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office to report." Grandmaster took Tang San's hand again, his originally dry big hand was slightly sweating from excitement.
Notting Junior Spirit 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 primary soul master academy, the requirements for students here are very strict. Even if they live next to the academy, students must stay in the academy and accept unified management.
The Academic Affairs Office is on the first floor of the main teaching building. The person responsible for receiving the new students is a teacher who looks to be in his 60s, and there are two young teachers in their thirties to help him.
The master put the certificate on the table and said to the older teacher, "Director Su, this is a working student sent by the Holy Spirit Village this year. Please help him to register."
Director Su said with a smile on his face: "Master, why are you here, rare guest! Sit down for a while."
The master shook his head and said to Tang San: "You register here yourself, these teachers will tell you how to do it. I'll go first, I'll find you later."
Tang San nodded and said respectfully, "Goodbye, teacher."
The master smiled, touched his head, and turned away.
Hearing Tang San's name for Grandmaster, Director Su seemed very interested, "Young man, your name is Grandmaster? He's not a teacher in our academy."
Tang San said: "But he is my teacher."
Director Su was stunned for a moment, "You worship the master as your teacher?" His expression was a little strange, one of wanting to laugh but holding back.
Tang San said: "Is there anything wrong? Teacher."
Director Su shook his head repeatedly and said with a smile: "No, no. I didn't expect that the master would accept apprentices. However, you are still a student of this academy, and you will also abide by the rules and regulations of the academy in the future, do you understand?"
Tang San nodded.
The two young teachers next to Director Su were not as well-mannered as him. One of them took a look at the certificate of the Spirit Hall and said with a smile, "Tang San, right? As a teacher of the academy, I have 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 rejected by the world. Do you really think that a master is very suitable? Oh, you are still full of souls. Power. Unfortunately, the spirit is blue silver grass."
Seeing the words innate full of soul power on the certificate, the teachers present showed expressions of surprise, but the blue silver grass turned their surprise into regret.
Tang San looked at the three college teachers in front of him strangely, "What's wrong?"
Director Su glared at the young teacher beside him and said, "Although the master has a weird personality, from a certain point of view, he is 'invincible' when it comes to martial arts. Anyway, your martial arts are also blue silver grass. , it doesn't matter if you worship him as a teacher. Well, that's it. This is your thing, and the college gives it for free. You live in Room 7 of the dormitory building. The teacher in charge there will arrange for you to work as a working student. Go ahead. "
"Thank you." Taking what Director Su handed over, Tang San saluted, turned and walked out of the Academic Affairs Office.
Director Su gave him a standard Nuoding Junior Spirit Master Academy uniform, the white texture looked clean. Just walking out of the Academic Affairs Office, Tang San vaguely heard the voice of the young teacher who had spoken in the Academic Affairs Office.
"Master is indeed 'invincible', but it is theoretically invincible. Of course, his theories need to become reality. Director, I still remember the master's statement about the top ten core competencies of martial arts. Then It's just ridiculous."
"Enough, the master is the dean's friend. Don't judge yourself. Although no one has proven his theory to be correct, no one has proven his theory wrong. In the martial arts world, the master is a well-known figure. ."
"No, Director, it should be a famous clown. Everyone just thinks he is a joke."
Hearing the chatter inside, Tang San's footsteps only paused for a moment, then continued walking out. There was a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, of course not for the master he just recognized, but for the three teachers in the Academic Affairs Office.
Just from a simple proof, you can tell that you are a twin martial arts, and to conclude that your other martial arts is very powerful, is it just a joke
Invincible theory? What I need most now is theory. The power of a master cannot be imparted to an apprentice, but knowledge is imparted. These people can't even figure this out, and it's a loss that they are teachers of the academy.
There is only one dormitory building, which is easy to find. The students and teachers of the college live here. Just as Old Jack said, very few people can become soul masters, especially in a remote city like Nording. There are not many students and teachers in the entire academy, and one dormitory building can fully afford it.
There are only seven student dormitories in total. Because the students of the Elementary Spirit Master Academy are relatively young, in order to better manage them uniformly, students of each grade live in one large dormitory. And the number of students in each grade of the Nuoding Elementary Spirit Master Academy is only about forty.
On the lower three floors of the dormitory building, there are seven large dormitories for students, and each dormitory has a teacher in charge.
The Qishe is a special place among the seven student dormitories, and the conditions are also the worst. It is a place specially for working students. After all, the college is not a good hall. Although the tuition fee for working students is reduced, 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 had just walked to the door of Qishe when he heard a loud noise from inside, the door was open, he walked to the door and looked in.
This is a spacious room with a total area of nearly 300 square meters. There are a total of 50 beds in it, but there are only beds and only 11 beds with bedding. At this time, there are seven or eight years old in it. Children between the ages of twelve and twelve were boisterous.
Tang San knocked on the door, the eyes of the talking children turned to him immediately, and one of the older children looked at Tang San covered in patches and walked towards him.
This kid is almost two heads taller than Tang San, and he is already quite burly at his age. When he walked up to Tang San, he looked at him condescendingly and said, "A new working student?"
There was a kind smile on Tang San's face, "Hello, I'm a working student from Holy Soul Village."
"My name is Wang Sheng. The martial spirit is Zhanhu, the future battle spirit master. He is also the boss here, boy, what's your name? What is the martial spirit?"
"My name is Tang San, and my martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass."
"Blue Silver Grass? When will the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit be able to be cultivated?" Wang Sheng put on a look of extreme surprise, and most of the children in the dormitory burst into laughter, looking at Tang San like an idiot.
Tang San still had a smile on his face, "Can you please let me go?"
Wang Sheng ignored Tang San's words, "Little Sanzi, I'm the boss here, you have to listen to me in the future, do you know?"
The smile on Tang San's face gradually disappeared, "My name is Tang San, not Xiaosanzi." He wouldn't care if the elders called him kindly Xiaosan, or it didn't matter if they called him kindly, but the so-called boss in front of him was obviously Is to give him a slap in the face.
Wang Sheng raised his hand and pushed Tang San's shoulder, pushing him back a few steps, "I'll just call you the little third son, what's wrong? Not convinced?"
Tang San smiled, shook his head gently, put the school uniform in his hand on the bed next to him, just when Wang Sheng was wondering what he was doing, suddenly, he found that Tang San in front of him had disappeared.
The other students clearly saw that Tang San took a step very fast, and actually came to Wang Sheng's back, without looking back, his right arm bent, an elbow hit Wang Sheng's waist, at the same time, his right foot It also happened to stay in front of Wang Sheng's right foot.
Before Wang Sheng could even react, he had already fallen out and staggered out of the door of the dormitory. Fortunately, he had a good footing and didn't fall down, otherwise it would have been a shitty ending.
"Stinky boy, you dare to hit me?" Wang Sheng was furious, turned around, and rushed towards Tang San like a tiger descending a mountain.
Tang San just hoped not to encounter too many troubles in the future college life, at least not to be interfered with his normal life, so he definitely thought that he should teach the 'boss' a lesson. This is the so-called killing chickens to warn the monkeys.
Seeing Wang Sheng rush towards him and punch him in the chest, Tang San does not retreat but advances, taking a step forward to meet Wang Sheng. He just stepped in front of Wang Sheng at this step, and at the same time, he drew his left hand and his right hand. A simple and effective action is accomplished.
Wang Sheng only felt that his right fist was being pulled by a special force, unexpectedly changing direction. At the same time, a force came from Tang San's right hand, and his foot was just tripped, and his body suddenly flew out again. . The balance is not so easy to grasp this time. The simple movements in Tang San's hands had already used the method of controlling cranes and capturing dragons in Tangmen's unique technique. With the help of Wang Sheng's own strength and his own strength, Wang Sheng thumped and immediately fell onto a bed.
If the first time was a coincidence, then it was obviously not that simple to throw Wang Sheng out twice in a row, and the eyes of the other children looking at Tang San suddenly changed.
A low roar that obviously should not have appeared in the child's mouth sounded from Wang Sheng's throat, and vaguely, a faint yellow light could be seen emerging from his body, and his body jumping on the bed instantly bounced, whether it was speed or strength, Obviously not comparable to before.
Wuhun. He used the power of Wuhun. This thought flashed through Tang San's mind in a flash.
But what about martial arts
Seeing Wang Sheng's hands grabbing onto his shoulders, Tang San also raised his hands, also in the shape of claws, to meet Wang Sheng's hands. The toes of both feet are turned inward at the same time, and the knees are slightly bent, making a standard stance of a pincer.
Four hands are connected, if it was just a technical use, then it is completely turned into a contest of strength. Two pairs of hands of different sizes were already clasping together.
Wang Sheng was obviously provoked by Tang San, and his face showed a ferocious look. At this time, he had already used the power of his martial soul. Although he also knew that he couldn't really hurt Tang San, at least he had to rely on his strength to make this man. The imp who made himself humiliated was pinned to the ground.
The tiger claw exerted its strength, and Wang Sheng had every reason to believe that it should be an easy task to overwhelm the boy in front of him by relying on his strength in the top five among the students.
But is it really so
Although Tang San was small, he could even swing a casting hammer nearly a thousand times a day, how could his strength be normal
Just as Wang Sheng exerted his strength, he clearly felt that the pair of hands, which were obviously a few sizes smaller than himself, were as hard as steel. Almost in an instant, he achieved an overwhelming victory in terms of strength. Tang San exerted force with both thumbs at the same time, Wang Sheng only felt the tiger's mouth go numb, and his spirit power was completely suppressed by the opponent. Immediately after, Tang San jumped back with his hand.
Wang Sheng himself was pounced from the air, Tang San's backward leap instantly lost his balance. Seeing Tang San's knees enlarge in front of him, he suddenly cried out in his heart.
Tang San's knee was aimed at his nose, Wang Sheng knew that even if Tang San's own strength was not considered, if his own body weight was smashed like this, he would probably lose the bridge of his nose. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel some regrets in his heart.
But just when he was about to inflict heavy damage on his opponent, Tang San's hands suddenly loosened. In terms of strength, he took the initiative. Naturally, he could retreat as soon as he said it. The soles of his feet kicked on Wang Sheng's chest.
This is a kick, the stroke of force is not long, but the power of the instant burst is definitely not weak, even if Tang San converts the power of the kick more into a send, it is still the same.
The students in the dormitory watched Wang Hao's body uncontrollably perform a difficult backflip in the air. With a bang, the whole body fell to the ground.
Although Tang Sect is famous for its hidden weapons, in fact, Tang Sect's grasping skills are also extremely powerful. It is only because the halo of hidden weapons is too dazzling that it is covered up. Controlling cranes and capturing dragons is not only a method of transport, but also a very domineering way of grasping. Of course, Tang San wouldn't use it in this situation.
This time, Wang Sheng fell hard, struggling for a long time before he got up from the ground, looking at Tang San with a look of shock and anger. No matter what he said, he was only a twelve-year-old child. In the face of people stronger than himself, he was more afraid than impulsive.
Tang San picked up his school uniform, "Can you get out of the way now?"
Seeing Tang San approaching him, Wang Sheng subconsciously avoided the way forward, Tang San found a bed not far from the door, and put his school uniform on it.
"Little, oh, no, Tang San, did you use a spirit skill just now?" Wang Sheng asked tentatively.
"Soul skill?" This is not the first time Tang San has heard this name. "What is soul skill?"
Wang Sheng scratched his head and said, "It's the skills you use with your martial spirit. However, is your martial spirit really Blue Silver Grass?"
Raising his right hand, a faint blue light gushed out from his palm, Tang San told the students in the dormitory with his actions that he wasn't lying.
Hearing the word "spirit ability", the other students, although intimidated by Tang San's power, still gathered around, "Is that really a spirit ability? It's so powerful, even Brother Wang Sheng is no match."
Tang San shook his head, "That's not a soul skill, it's just a fighting skill. Don't we have bedding here?"
A student who is not much older than Tang San's eyes darkened, "We are only working students, and tuition fees were originally exempted, where did the bedding come from! We also brought these from home. Otherwise, you can use me first. Yes."
Tang San waved his hand and said, "No need, thank you. I will find a way myself."
Wang Sheng walked in front of Tang San, "Why did you show mercy just now?" He had also studied at the Nuoding Elementary Spirit Master Academy for five years. If Tang San had changed his knees and kicked to avoid serious injuries, he wouldn't have seen it. , then it's a white school.
Tang San said indifferently: "We are classmates, not enemies."
A complex light flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes, "I'm sorry just now. Every working student who comes here has to face this. Our working students have been looked down upon by other students, so we must be united. I just hope you This newcomer can unite with us…”
Tang San smiled and said, "So, are you going to give me a slap in the face?"
Wang Sheng blushed, showing a kind of honest smile, "You gave me a slap in the face. However, you are really amazing. You should only be six years old."
Tang San nodded.