When Wu Ming and the four arrived at the classroom, the classroom was full.

Only their seats were still vacant, and the back row of the classroom was also full, and it was the teachers of the academy.

"Report!"

Tang San walked to the front and found that the master was already standing by the podium, with his hands behind his back, looking at the window on the north side, looking thoughtful, so he shouted respectfully......

"Report!!"

Report !!

"Report !!" Xiao Wu was the last to walk to the door and shouted weakly.

The master turned around, his deep gaze shooting at the four of them like lightning.

"You four, go to the track and field for ten laps first, and then come back to class. I'll make up for the missed lessons in the afternoon. The master said solemnly.

"Yes, teacher!" Tang San directly turned around and ran towards the track and field.

The concept of respecting teachers was deeply engraved in Tang San's heart, and although he was puzzled, he still complied.

"Yes, Master!" Wu Ming also followed Tang San without hesitation.

"Okay, master, but I ......" Yuen Long dragged his round body and ran over, although running was his natural enemy of the fat boy, but the teacher had to obey his words, not to mention that the eldest and third brother also did the same.

"Why, Master, we weren't late, the bell didn't ring......" Xiao Wu was still stunned, she defended.

"Are you late because the bell doesn't ring?

Anytime, anywhere, day or night, wind or rain, you can remember.

Could it be that the four of you will be more important than the others, will you be more noble? The master said coldly, and his words were loud.

"I'm sorry, Master. I know it's wrong!" Xiao Wu bowed and saluted, and then ran towards the track as well.

"Okay, let's start classes now. In my class, irrelevant books can be removed, and everyone only needs to keep the "Martial Soul Basic Knowledge Manual".

Then just have a notebook ready. As for how much you can comprehend, it's all up to you. ”

"Today's topic is the inheritance of the martial soul: that is, how did our martial soul come about. Can anyone tell us about it?" said the master.

As soon as the question was raised, the following began to be discussed. Because everyone is born with a martial spirit, but they haven't thought about how it came to be.

Including the teachers in the back, they also began to discuss......

"Teacher, I think it's the arrangement of the gods. Whatever martial soul the gods let us awaken, we will awaken what martial soul. A boy shouted.

"Do you think it was arranged by God, okay, this student, may I ask who else in your family can cultivate?" the master did not directly refute.

"My father, his martial soul is a nine-foot nail rake, but his awakened soul power is only two levels, so he gave up later, and now he is looking at the gate in the Martial Spirit Palace. ”

"What about you, what is your martial spirit?" the master continued.

"Teacher, my martial soul is also a nine-toothed nail rake, but my soul power when I awaken is level four. ”

"Very good, have you found a problem? whose martial soul is the same as his?" the master continued to guide.

"His father!" said someone excitedly.

"Then have you ever found a problem, this student's father and mother both have martial souls, but only Dad's can cultivate. This shows that Dad's martial soul is stronger than Mom's. The master said.

"Classmate Zhang Yang, what is your martial spirit?!" the master said.

Zhang Yang stood up and replied, "Teacher, it's a clouded leopard!"

"Okay, what are your parents' martial spirits?"

"My father's martial soul is the Silver Moon Wolf, and my mother's martial soul is the Golden Leopard. ”

"Your father's soul is strong, or your mother's is strong. ”

"Mommy's strong!"

......

There are actually people snickering at the bottom, and the reason for snickering: naturally, it is a flamboyant answer, revealing someone's status at home.

Because a teacher muttered softly to the person next to him: "Lao Zhang is not as good as Lao Yang, so the martial soul follows Lao Yang." Hehe......"

The one next to him was also happy when he heard it: "Dare to love is suppressed by martial spirits." ”

Intentionally or unintentionally, it reached Zhang Heng's ears, Zhang Heng's blue thin mushroom, after all, is also the head of the family, a seven-foot man, who was actually suppressed by his wife......

Zhang Heng felt a little embarrassed, so he secretly bent down and slipped away from the back of the classroom.

scolded in his heart: You are a bad old man, you are very bad, dare you deliberately lead my son into the pit and let him come to the pit......

In fact, he is a peacock and has made himself amorous.

The master never took his little man to heart. It's just a casual example.

"Do you understand, where does the martial soul come from?" the master asked.

"From parents!"

"Not exactly, it should be from the stronger of the parents, can there be exceptions?" the master analyzed.

"No, my dad is...... Martial Soul, so am I...... Martial Spirit. ”

"My mom is...... Martial Soul ...... Me too......"

......

The discussion was intense and the atmosphere was lively.

The answer is that there are exceptions. For example, there is a student in the class who is in this situation, his mother's martial soul is a silk handkerchief, and his father's martial soul is a quill pen. And his martial soul is a pile of yellow paper. In other words, his martial soul is completely unrelated to his parents, this is called a mutated martial soul. When the master said the mutated martial spirit, there was actually a trace of sadness on his expression.

"Do you know who he is?" asked the master.

"Teacher, is he Wu Ming?" someone replied timidly.

"Ahh

It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao!

Wu Ming and Tang San had already appeared at the door of the classroom, sweating like rain. But he still has a steady breath and is full of energy.

"Report!" the two shouted.

"Back to your seat!" said the master, slightly surprised.

The two of them walked into the classroom quickly, and the heat emitted from their bodies made the temperature of the entire classroom rise.

"According to our train of thought just now, the martial souls of the two of them are not strong. However, the vast majority of those present should know that their strength is definitely in the top three among all the students of Notting Academy. But do you know that one of them is a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, and the other is a Yellow Paper Martial Soul. Looks like they're all very weak martial spirits, right?"

"Yes teacher!"

The master said solemnly: "I want to tell you one thing in my first class today: there are no waste martial souls, only waste soul masters, that is, soul masters who don't work hard to cultivate. In the same way, even if you are a genius, even if you are a soul master with innate soul power, if you don't work hard to cultivate, you will only become a waste in the end. ”。

"That's all for today's class, today's homework is: What kind of soul master do you want to be? If the Nine Cities Junior Soul Master Competition continues to count down in three years, Notting Academy will no longer exist!

The classroom was extremely quiet, and both the students and the teachers entered a state of mental torture: What kind of soul master do I want to be......