"Wu Ming, you're actually sleepwalking!" Tang San said incomprehensibly. Such a wonderful class, I begged the teacher to let you audit, and you actually ...... Tang San hated the feeling that iron could not become steel.

"Where, listening! You have to be a control system soul master, right? And your martial soul has three advantages: first...... Secondly...... At last...... , your Blue Silver Grass can also attach toxins, and it can also be used to trap enemies......" Wu Ming said with the appearance of an old god.

"Uh, it looks like you're listening......" Tang San said embarrassedly.

"Okay, little three! Come on, Wu Ming, release your martial spirit, I'll help you take a look." The master's expression was serious.

He felt very amazing about Wu Ming's performance just now, obviously fugue, but he was able to count the treasures, which was really powerful......

Wu Ming wanted to verify what he thought, he took off his boots and sat cross-legged, just like meditating in his previous life, his mind was concentrated, and the yellow paper martial spirit was summoned.

The pile of yellow paper in Wu Ming's right palm is about one inch thick, about three inches wide, and about half a foot long, and it looks like there are at least more than 100 pieces of yellow paper. Except for the golden color all over, all the yellow paper is completely blank.

"What a strange martial spirit, I haven't seen such a martial soul so far. However, according to common sense, paper is used to write pictures, and the content on them can be words or patterns. Then I think your yellow paper martial soul must also have such a role. We can still preliminarily judge that it is a weapon martial soul, then I suggest that the direction of your martial soul is support!"

"Auxiliary Martial Soul, is there nothing else?" Wu Ming asked.

The master shook his head: "Mostly auxiliary. ”

Tang San remembered that in his previous life, there was a Dao Gate side by side with the Tang Sect, and they would also use this kind of yellow paper to perform rituals and assist in cultivation, but it was said that it also had a suppressive effect, that is, it had the effect of trapping the enemy.

But Tang San wouldn't tell this, because this matter was his secret, and Wu Ming's hiding his second martial soul was also his secret.

"Master, if my yellow paper martial soul also has the effect of restricting opponents, then wouldn't I be in the same direction as Xiao San's development. Wu Ming asked.

The master pondered for a moment, and finally replied, "Uh! let me think again." Paper is characterized by softness, softness, thinness, and brittleness. But when a pile of paper is made, its hardness will become stronger, its thickness will increase, and it will no longer be so brittle. We can easily shred a page, but we can't shred a stack of paper at the same time. Great, Wu Ming, your idea makes a lot of sense. ”

Wu Ming's memory of his past life came to mind: because he was afraid of drawing talismans, he had secretly taken the talisman paper to tear it off, but the seemingly fragile talisman paper was difficult to tear apart after being stacked in a pile. It seems that as the master said, his martial soul also has the characteristics of flexibility, but the answer is only known by attaching the first soul ring to the rune paper martial soul (yellow paper martial soul).

"I'll have to check the information before I can give you an answer. Wu Ming, the day after tomorrow, I plan to take Xiao San to the Soul Hunting Forest to get the first soul ring, and you can go with you!"

"Okay, master!" Wu Ming said.

"Okay, teacher!!" Tang San said.

The two of them were in high spirits, because they both had answers to the questions they wanted to know, although they were not the most accurate answers, Wu Ming still felt very happy. Because he began to go his own way, Tang San was Tang San, and he was him.

Tang San was also overjoyed, because he found out how right it was to worship the master as a teacher.

One class gave Tang San a clear direction in his mind: Control Department Battle Soul Master, what an interesting choice, plus if he can really break through the bottleneck of the Xuantian Martial Arts, the twin martial souls plus the Xuantian Martial Arts, he is expected to revive the Tang Sect in the Douluo Continent.

Tang San was very much looking forward to the Soul Hunting Forest the day after tomorrow.

Wu Ming was also full of curiosity about the Soul Hunting Forest, and he hadn't made up his mind about what soul ring to attach to the Yellow Paper Martial Soul. It just so happened that he was going to meet Tang Hao tonight.

You can ask the teacher to see what Tang Hao's opinion is, plus the master's opinion, it will naturally be more reasonable and reliable.

"Wu Ming, you really have to go to the third room tonight!" Tang San asked. Personally, he thinks that Wu Ming is a little too competitive and competitive.

In fact, Tang San didn't know that Wu Ming was deliberately creating opportunities for him and Xiao Wu to get along alone......

Wu Ming naturally didn't spoil it, he said to Tang San: "There are a lot of flies here, I'm afraid it won't work if you don't shoot." Little San, people can't stand firm if they are not ruthless! We are new here, and we can't stand up if we don't stand up!"

"Well, you're right, if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I'm better than others. You tap, they're still kids. Tang San said.

"Uh, kid, it seems to be older than the two of us......" Wu Ming smiled from ear to ear.

At this time, the entire dormitory building revolved around a topic: What was the outcome of the three-room battle tonight? Some dormitories were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so they started a gambling game.

The ratio of the final bet is one to two, Wu Ming is one, and Guo Feiren is two.

If Wu Ming wins, bet on him to get twice the profit. However, it can be seen that everyone still believes that Guo Feiren's strength is superior.

Of course, only those bold aristocratic students dare to do this, especially the first and second rooms have the most participants.

They are in the fifth and sixth grades, some of them came earlier than the teachers, and they are old-fashioned, and the plans for dealing with the teachers are one set after another.

There is a little boy with a round face, starting from the fifth room, every dormitory goes to bet, and all bet on Wu Ming to win.

He bet twenty Silver Soul Coins on each of the five dormitories. If he does win, it's a win-win rhythm.

Although he was covered in sweat, he still ran back to Room 6 with a smile on his face and reported to Wu Ming. It turned out that the boy was Yuen Long, and the money he bet on was Wu Ming's.

Because it was inconvenient for Wu Ming to come forward, he asked Yuen Long to come forward.

"Good, well done. When I make money, I will invite you to a big meal!" Wu Ming said confidently.

"Yes, the boss will win!" shouted Yuen Long.

The other people in the room were respectful of the two, they were deeply afraid of Wu Ming, Zhang Yang was beaten, but he didn't do anything at all, and he was not dealt with by the academy, so that these students, who like to pretend to be 13 on weekdays, were suddenly a little scared......

Wu Ming walked out, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, began to speak loudly, and began to play happily. They wish that this devilish child would be beaten into a pig's head.

The third room is on the second floor, which is the dormitory for the fourth-year noble cadets, Guo Feiren's father is the personal chief of the guard of the city lord of Notting City, and he is a senior officer, so his martial soul is a sharp dagger, this is a weapon martial soul, and the attack power and cutting ability are very strong.

Wu Ming walked in alone, but in just three minutes, he came out of it. All that was left was a stunned group of young boys and a pig's head rolling on the ground.

The screams of killing pigs sounded in the third room, making the people in the other dormitories tremble when they heard it. A cheerful song came from the corridor: "I laugh proudly, I smile proudly......"

Tang San heard this familiar singing voice and muttered, "So fast......"

Xiao Wu said dreamily: "What...... So soon...... "fell asleep again......