The group left the Martial Spirit Hall and headed for the Junior Soul Master Academy.

On the way, Tang San pulled Yang Ming to hang at the back of the team, lowered his voice, and said:

"Yang Ming, even if you don't want to worship the master as a teacher, there's no need to say such excessive words, right?"

"You mean, I was too arrogant just now?"

Seeing Tang San nodded, Yang Ming sighed in his heart and didn't say anything explicitly.

A master is a smart man, and when a top smart man is paired with a lot of knowledge, it's terrifying.

Yang Ming has a system, it is difficult to explain where a skill comes from, and he doesn't need to hunt soul beasts, he just needs to get the right reward items to get the soul ring.

If Yang Ming worships the master as a teacher, and gets along with each other for a long time, this pile of secrets will inevitably be exposed under the master's nose, and when the time comes, what will the master do?

God knows!

Yang Ming didn't dare to gamble, the gambling master would not see the wealth!

It is difficult to draw the skin of the tiger and the bones, and you don't know the face but not the heart!

If Yang Ming made a mistake, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Because of this, Yang Mingcai deliberately said such words that no one wanted, in order to make the master disgusted with him and keep a distance from him.

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't want to say more, Tang San was bored and didn't say anything more, and the two of them came to the Junior Soul Master Academy again in a silent atmosphere.

This time, as soon as the porter saw Yang Ming, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he ran away without a trace, and it seemed that Yang Ming had knocked out one of his teeth before, causing a deep impression.

With the master to guide the way, Yang Ming and Tang San went to the Academic Affairs Office, went through the admission procedures, and each of them had a school uniform of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, which was standard in the flowing room, white in texture, and very clean.

Old Jack was injured in the waist before, Yang Ming took his grandfather to the hospital first, and left most of the gold coins obtained from Ma Xiunuo to Old Jack, which was regarded as the medical expenses and the expenses after going back, and he and Tang San went back to school again.

There are only seven dormitories for students, because the students of the Junior Soul Master Academy are relatively young, in order to better manage the situation, so the students of each age live in a large dormitory, and the students of each grade of the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy are only about forty people.

The lower three floors of the dormitory building host seven large dormitories for students, each of which has a teacher in charge.

The seven dormitories are the most special of the seven student dormitories, and the conditions are also the worst, and they are specially designed for working students.

It is worth mentioning that although Yang Ming has some money in his hand and can live in a good dormitory, he still chooses the seven houses where the work-study students live, just like Tang San.

Old Jack often taught Yang Ming that poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, and power cannot be bent.

Yang Ming had money in his hand, and he didn't think about Huo Huo, he left most of the part to his grandfather, and asked him to give a small part to the pregnant woman after returning to the village, so that she could buy some supplements to replenish her body.

The people in the village treat Yang Ming as a relative, and of course Yang Ming will not be stingy with his own people!

The two walked to the door of the seven houses, and there was a commotion inside.

Looking inside, it was a large room, nearly three hundred square meters, nearly the size of a basketball court, with a total of fifty beds, but only beds, and only eleven bedding beds.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the noisy children brushed their eyes away.

That look in his eyes seemed to say, new pork, ready to be slaughtered.

Among them, an older child walked over, taller than Yang Ming and Tang San, and his body was relatively strong, dressed in simple clothes, his skin was dark, and his fingertips and palms had obvious calluses, indicating that he should have often gone to the fields to do farm work in the past.

"You're new work-study students?"

Tang San didn't want to cause trouble, and showed a kind smile.

"Hello, I'm a work-study student from Holy Soul Village."

Yang Ming yawned, too lazy to pay attention.

He had a fight with Su Yuntao just now, and he was very tired, so he didn't want to play a game with this child.

It's just that Yang Ming is so contemptuous, but it makes the visitor feel that he can't get over it.

"My name is Wang Sheng, and the martial soul is a war tiger, and I am also the leader here."

Wang Sheng walked towards Yang Ming, moved his wrist, made a crackling sound like fried beans, looked unhappy, and said:

"Newcomer, you are very arrogant, I am asking you, you dare to ignore me? It seems that if you don't want to suffer a little, you still think that this is your home, and everyone will let you! ”

Yang Ming was speechless.

Seeing that Wang Sheng was young and vigorous, looking like the eldest and my second, Yang Ming raised his hand, as if driving away an annoying fly, and said lazily:

"Roll me as far as my thoughts go, I just want to get a good night's sleep now."

"You!"

Wang Sheng was furious and laughed angrily:

"Good, good, good! Boy, you have the guts to provoke me! If I don't teach you a good lesson, I'll read the word Wang Sheng upside down! ”

In order to maintain his majesty as the leader, Wang Sheng resolutely used martial spirits.

A tiger's roar sounded from Wang Sheng's mouth, and a faint layer of yellow light could be faintly seen rising from his body, increasing the strength and speed of his body.

Wang Sheng fell to the ground on all fours, his spine arched, like a tiger lying in the jungle to prey on animals, accompanied by the bounce of his limbs, the person pounced on Yang Ming like a hungry tiger, fiercely pounced towards Yang Ming!

With Wang Sheng's physique, with his strength and speed, with this move, he was enough to deal with an ordinary six-year-old child.

Yang Ming yawned again, raised his eyes to look at Wang Sheng, who was rushing towards him, had already untied the spear from his back, used the tail of the spear as the tip of the spear, and stabbed three times forward.

Cloudbreaker Dragon!

One shot broke Wang Sheng's offensive, two shots defused Wang Sheng's pounce, three shots were pointed at Wang Sheng's thigh, a trace of lightning flashed, and then Wang Sheng's cry of pain came.

saw that Wang Sheng had already fallen to the ground, holding his right leg, and painful tears and snot flowed down.

This is still because of the mercy of Yang Ming's subordinates, otherwise, if he used the tip of the spear, he would have been pierced in the thigh a long time ago, and now it is not just as simple as pain.

In the shocked and frightened eyes of the other children, Yang Ming found his bed, didn't even bother to buy the futon, and directly lay on it.

He was so tired!

After a while, the sound of Yang Ming's snoring was heard.

Tang San trotted forward, pulled Wang Sheng up from the ground, patted him with dust on his body, and said:

"Why are you so bothered, Yang Ming just fought with the Great Soul Master, and you still want to provoke him, isn't this looking for a fight?"

"What...... What the? Wang Sheng was shocked.

Tang San was afraid that he didn't hear clearly, so he said again:

"He just taught Su Yuntao, the great soul master of the Martial Spirit Palace, a lesson."

Wang Sheng was messy in the wind, pulling Tang San's collar and roaring:

"Tell me, that's not true, is it?"

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