After a half-rest, the carriage set off again.

In less than an hour, you could already see the city walls in the distance.

Compared to the small village of Holy Soul Village, although Notting City is not a famous big city, due to its proximity to the border of the Heaven Dou Empire, in order to prevent the invasion of enemy countries, the city walls are built high and thick.

Yang Ming and the three of them, like passers-by, took the inspection and entered Notting City.

A road with four horses shoulder to shoulder, bluestone floors paved on the ground, prosperous commerce on both sides, all kinds of shops, the cries of vendors one after another, there are many pedestrians on the road, you can see merchants from the north and south, as well as women dressed in avant-garde clothes, a lively and prosperous atmosphere is blowing in the face.

It was the first time for Yang Ming to come to Notting City, and everything he saw felt very fresh.

The group walked all the way, and soon, in the distance, Yang Ming and they had already seen a tall arch.

The arches were twenty meters wide and ten meters high, all of which were made of solid rock, and there were two iron gates underneath, which were swarthy, and Yang Ming could see at a glance that they were made of fine iron.

Through the iron fence, you can see that the winding path inside is quiet, and a large road leads to the interior, and there are tall trees on both sides.

In the middle of the arch, there are four large characters.

Notting College.

Just from the gate of the academy, you can see how important the profession of soul master is in the Douluo Continent, this is just a junior soul master academy.

In Douluo Continent, the strong are respected.

As long as you become a soul master, it means embarking on the path to becoming a strong man.

It is no wonder that the soul master is popular among everyone on the mainland.

Old Jack took Yang Ming and Tang San to the door, and was about to enter the door, but was blocked by the gatekeeper.

Old Jack was dressed in plain clothes, and he worked as a coachman all the way, and his body was stained with a layer of dust, and he looked a little sloppy, looking like a refugee who had fled from the countryside.

The porter was a young man, dressed in an ordinary doorman's uniform, but there was a touch of contempt between his eyebrows, from the contempt of the city people to the countrymen.

"You hillbillies, stop me!"

The porter raised his chin slightly, raised his thumb and middle finger to rub it, and secretly motioned to old Jack to ask him for money.

As the saying goes, Hades is easy to provoke, and the little ghost is difficult.

Old Jack didn't come to Notting City often, and he didn't know that the doorman was going to collect tips, so he ignored the small movements of the porter, and a smile appeared on his old face.

"Little brother, are you misunderstanding? These two children are the work-study students sent by our village this year, please don't embarrass us, let us in. ”

Seeing that Old Jack didn't know each other, the porter's face was not very good-looking, and he had a cold face at the moment, pointing at Yang Ming and Tang San, and said in a strange way:

"Just these two little hillbillies, who are also worthy of our junior soul master academy? What do you think of this place? Our Junior Soul Master Academy is a sacred academy, not a kennel for you dead hillbillies! I advise you, go back to whence you came from! ”

The doorman's words were very unkind and rather harsh.

Old Jack was trembling with anger, his old face covered with ravines was flushed, and he said angrily:

"Little brother, if you say that, we're going too far, my grandson and San'er are both geniuses who have awakened martial souls and are full of soul power!"

"Innate soul power? It's still two? The porter sneered, looking like I don't read much, don't lie to me, pointed at Yang Ming and Tang San and said with a smile: "I have been a porter in the academy for four years, and I have never heard of a student with innate soul power, if these two little children are geniuses with innate soul power, then I am the master of Soul Saint and Contra Douluo!" Hahaha! ”

With that, the porter laughed rampantly with an old duck-like voice.

Seeing that the porter was so arrogant, Tang San had already secretly prepared a secret weapon, and wanted to make a shot to give this porter a good look.

Yang Ming held Tang San down with one hand to prevent him from making a crazy move.

After all, this is Notting City, and there are many masters, and if someone sees him killing, I'm afraid he will get into trouble.

However, this does not mean that Yang Ming will be a good man and be bullied!

Yang Ming stepped out, obviously not tall, but full of momentum, and suddenly gave the porter an illusion, as if what was in front of him was not a little child, but a wolf, a wolf from the grassland, who would eat people!

Yang Ming had just killed dozens of bandits, and his body was wrapped with a murderous aura that was difficult to see with the naked eye, piercing people like the tip of a needle.

The porter is just an ordinary person, let him bully the small with the big and the old with the young, that's okay, but if he wants to deal with the vicious bandits, he won't dare to dare a hundred times!

Affected by Yang Ming's murderous aura, the porter took a few steps back.

As a result, he retreated too quickly, and accidentally stumbled under his feet, and actually fell to the ground with his butt.

The porter was stunned at first, and then reacted, feeling that he was forced to fall to the ground by a little kid, very faceless, annoyed and angry, suddenly got together, raised his right hand, mustered up strength, and slapped Yang Ming in the face.

Yang Ming stretched out his hand, pulled and led, controlled the crane and captured the dragon, and the five fingers of his right hand hooked inward, becoming a dragon claw, and grabbed the wrist of the gatekeeper.

The porter only felt that his hand was grabbed by Yang Ming for a moment, and he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, and wanted to break free with all his strength.

But Yang Ming has tempered his body since he was a child, and he has the mysterious red fruit given by Old Jack to cultivate his strength, and his strength is not inferior to that of adults, and his five fingers firmly control the porter's wrist like an iron hoop, even if the other party has blushed, he just won't let go, and even pinched his wrist to bleed.

Facing the concierge's shocked gaze, Yang Ming's face was indifferent, dealing with the concierge was like dealing with a wild dog that he didn't know what to call it, neither salty nor light, and said:

"Now, can you let us in?"

The concierge's chest rose and fell several times, and he was bullied by a little kid, so angry.

However, it seems that there is nothing to be done about him.

Wait a minute!

The porter's eyes lit up, and he thought of a way to damage it, sneered, and said:

"Want to get in? OK. Take out the certificate issued by the Wuhun Palace! ”

Last time, Su Yuntao went to the Holy Soul Village to preside over the awakening ceremony, although the process was a little unpleasant, but he still issued a certificate to Yang Ming and Tang San.

Old Jack hurriedly took out two certificates from the package, handed them to the porter, and said:

"Here's it."

The porter glanced at it casually, sneered, and said:

"This hillbilly named Tang San, the martial soul is actually Blue Silver Grass? Hehe, this is still full of soul power? I see, you forged both of your certificates, stinky old man! ”

As he spoke, the porter drove old Jack away, and his mouth was still unforgiving, and he said:

"Just you dead poor ghosts from the countryside, you also want to come to our Notting City to develop, dream of it!"

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