Notting College.

Registrar's Office.

"What do you say? A six-year-old soul master? The master slammed the table and stared at Director Su in disbelief.

"yes, I tested it myself yesterday. There is no doubt that the eleventh level soul master. Director Su said with a smile on his face.

Glancing at Tang San, the master's face was full of surprise.

Six years old, grade 11. Is this another innate soul power?

Is this a gift from heaven?

In a short period of time, meet two geniuses who are full of innate soul power! Is this the compensation that fate has given me?

Although my Yu Xiaogang has a crippled martial soul and suffered a lot of humiliation, my future students will definitely be famous in the mainland!

At this time, in his heart, Zhao Ming had become his student.

"Where is he now?" On the decadent old face, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the master said loudly and excitedly.

"He, like Tang San, is also assigned to the Seven Houses." Director Su frowned.

After receiving Director Su's reply, the master pulled Tang San to turn around and walk out.

"Poof, look at his anxious look! He wouldn't want to take Zhao Ming's child as an apprentice, right? ”

"I think so."

"Shall we stop it? Tang San's kid doesn't matter, Zhao Ming is a real genius. We can't let him be ruined at the hands of the master. ”

"Enough, the master is a friend of the dean. Do not judge yourself. While no one has proven his theory right, no one has ever proven his theory wrong. ”

"Director. Even if he is a friend of the dean, then he can't just take the students of our academy as apprentices. After all, he is not a teacher in our academy, and this is digging into the corner of our academy. ”

"That's right, I think Zhao Ming's child's teacher is only the director, you are more suitable."

Director Su frowned when he heard this.

That's right, when will the students of our academy let you take in as many apprentices as you like?

Tang San's kid is okay, after all, he is a waste martial spirit. But Zhao Ming's child, although he didn't know his martial spirit, knew very well that he was definitely a genius.

"Forget it. If Zhao Ming's kid is willing, then we can't control it. Director Su said. But the dissatisfaction with the master in my heart deepened a little.

……

"Teacher, is that person also a twin martial spirit?" Tang San asked with a puzzled face.

"I don't know, but it's likely. From ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of innate soul power geniuses recorded in the book. ”

"The vast majority of these people are twin martial spirits. If there is only one martial soul, then that martial soul is definitely a very powerful martial soul. As he walked, the master explained to Tang San.

They walked very quickly, and the master was obviously very familiar with this place, and directly led Tang San to the Seven Houses.

At this time, Zhao Ming was lying on the bed, with his legs on the bed frame, extremely leisurely.

Yesterday he had already inquired clearly, and the enrollment time of Notting College was only three days. If you count from yesterday, only today and tomorrow will be enrolled. Therefore, Xiao Wu's girl will not come tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow.

For this reason, Zhao Ming has already arranged everything in advance.

New and beautiful bedding, the only lilac bed curtain in the dormitory. He also bought a big bag of carrots for insurance.

That's the beauty of knowing the plot!

"Master?" Just when Zhao Ming was fantasizing about the wonderful life with Xiao Wu in the future, a surprised voice came from the dormitory.

Guru? What masters?

In a daze, Zhao Ming seemed to understand something and looked out the door.

A middle-aged man and a small child were standing in the doorway.

The middle-aged man has short hair, an ordinary appearance, slightly hunched over, and a kind of decadence and laziness on his body.

And the children are plainly dressed, and there are even patches in some places. He has short black hair and dark skin.

Master and Tang San? A smile crossed the corner of Zhao Ming's mouth.

"Hello, my name is Zhao Ming. The head of the seven houses. "Step forward, Zhao Mingdao.

"You're Zhao Ming?" The master and Tang San both spoke in surprise at the same time.

"You know me?"

"Director Su mentioned you to us just now. What a hero! The master exclaimed.

"By the way, my name is Tang San, and I am also from Qishe. This is my teacher, you can call him a master. Tang San pointed at the master and said.

"Master? The master who is known as the first person in the martial soul theory in the whole continent? Zhao Ming feigned surprise and said. There was an exaggerated expression on his face.

"It's all just a name." The master shook his head, but he couldn't help but be complacent in his heart.

In his opinion, since he knew his name, he would definitely not refuse if he offered to take him as an apprentice.

"No, no, no, the master's scholarship is famous all over the world. Although he is no longer in the martial soul realm, the legend of the master is still circulating in the entire continent. ”

"Good, good! Well said! The master said loudly. He didn't expect that he would have such a young fan in the martial arts world.

"Then would you like to worship me as a teacher?" The master said excitedly.

"Nope! Sincere! Meaning! ”

With a raised brow, Zhao Ming slowly spit out three big words!

"Good apprentice, then we will ...... Wait, what do you say? Halfway through, the master's words came to an abrupt end. The face showed an ugly look of constipation.

"Poof!"

"Haha." Seeing this scene, the members of the Seven Houses couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Frowning, the master couldn't help but ask, "Why?" Don't you want to follow me to learn the theoretical knowledge of martial souls? ”

"There's no other reason. It's just that my martial soul is too bad, and I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the eyes of the master. ”

So that's the reason? The master breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said lightly: "There are no waste martial souls in this world, only waste soul masters." Even if it's a martial soul, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will eventually achieve something. ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." The master said it righteously.

"Then why hasn't the master broken through the Soul Venerable yet?"

"Could it be that the master is the legendary soul master of waste? Forget it, I don't need a piece of waste to teach me. Zhao Ming shrugged his shoulders and said.

"You!"

The master stroked his chest, and his face was blue and white. He finally saw it. The man in front of him was humiliating him. But he couldn't refute it.

"Shut up, you are not allowed to slander my teacher!" Tang San couldn't help it and looked at Zhao Ming angrily. At this time, he had no good impression of Zhao Ming at all.

"Slander? I didn't slander him. There is no waste of martial souls, only waste is the soul master, but the master himself said this sentence. You say, don't you? ”

"The boss is right, it's the master himself who admits it."

"That's right! I heard the teacher in the class say that the master's martial soul will fart, and it is useless. ”

It's not a big deal to see the excitement, and they all coaxed.

At this time, Zhao Ming's image in their hearts had risen to an extremely high level.

"Poof!" Being humiliated like this, the master finally couldn't help it, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and he fainted.

Watching the master fall straight away, Zhao Ming didn't have the slightest idea of going over to help.

The first person in theory? Also masters? Do you think you are Newton or Einstein?

Even if your theory is somewhat useful. He, Zhao Ming, has read so many fantasy novels, and he can casually summarize a few theories.

You don't know the trigonometric function of the scumbag and still want to teach me?

Moreover, he also has a system, which is something that cannot be theoretically used at all.