Mihawk returned home, he felt the change in Su Hailang's attitude before and after, and he didn't take it to heart, what about the Wuhun Palace, if you don't want to join, you don't want to, everything is as you like, and you don't have to.

In his previous life, when he joined the Seven Martial Seas, he just wanted to make his name louder, so that there would be more people who challenged him! Stronger!

No one can restrain him!

Not in a previous life!

The same is true in this life!

Mihawk lowered his head, the soul power of his right hand was condensed with black light, and a black knife appeared, the blade was a chaotic blade heavy flower T-shape, the blade was black and smooth like obsidian, the wide golden cross gauntlet was carved with exquisite ripples, and there were gems on it, the gauntlet was noble and exquisite, and the blade was domineering.

This is naturally the supreme fast knife 12 work, known as the strongest black knife "night"~

Mihawk held the knife in his right hand, gently stroked the blade with his left hand, and said softly: "Old friend, accompany me to the top again."

The blade of the black knife flashed, as if it was responding to Mihawk.

Then

The door suddenly opened

Then came the hoarse voice characteristic of the elderly.

"Hawke, you stinky boy, why didn't you join the Martial Spirit Palace, I've heard from that soul master, your talent is unique in ten thousand...... Ahem. The village chief, Old Man Nock, spat at Mihawk with a red face and excitement, and finally couldn't help coughing.

Mihawk wiped the saliva on his face, still expressionless, and said lightly: "It's nothing, I just don't want to."

Old man Nock beat his chest, his old face was full of helplessness, and he let out a sigh, and said: "Hey, I really don't know what you're thinking about a stinky boy, don't go if you don't go, but the number of work-study students in the village is given to you, and the college still has to go, you can't waste your talent, I know, you are an assertive child, how to go on this road, you know it in your own heart, and I won't say much about the old man."

Mihawk nodded at the old man and said, "Tomorrow, I will report to Notting City."

Since his martial soul is the black knife "Night", it is inevitable to embark on the path of a soul master, and he must let his name resound throughout the world like in his previous life!

Old man Nock nodded with satisfaction, he was really afraid that Mihawk would reject him, after all, this kid has the same temper as that old thing from Miledy.

"Remember, to be a great soul master, stinky boy, you are the pride of our village! When you're free, don't forget to come back and see my old bones...... Ahem" Old Man Nock coughed twice and continued: "Also, change your withdrawn temperament and communicate with people more, okay, don't talk about it, I'm leaving."

After Mr. Nock finished speaking, he walked out of Mihawk's house.

Mihawk looked at Old Man Nock's back and was silent for a moment, then walked back to his bedroom......

The next day

The sun is shining brightly, and the sky is cloudy.

Mihawk left this peaceful and comfortable village under the send-off of the villagers, and when he walked to the entrance of the village, Mihawk turned around and looked back at the village where he had been raised for six years, with a smile on his face, and waved his hand, goodbye, everyone!

Began his journey......

……

Notting City is not very far from Krai Village, half a day's journey away.

After entering the city through inspection, he walked straight along the bustling street, and suddenly, Mihawk's eagle eyes shrank and saw that not far away, an old man and a child in front of the college-style iron gate had an argument with the doorman, and seemed to be about to make a move.

"You stinky old man looking for death, aren't you?" The mean doorman looked impatient and reached out to push Old Jack.

Tang San's eyes were cold, and a faint clicking sound came from his left sleeve, the general outline of the Xuantian Treasure Record of the Tang Sect, the third one, determine that the opponent is the enemy, as long as he has a way to die, don't show mercy to his subordinates, otherwise it will only add trouble to himself, and he was about to make a move, but a cold voice came from his ears.

"Shaving"

"Finger Gun"

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the doorman, but the doorman flew out, his shoulder pierced, and lay on the ground wailing.

Mihawk looked coldly at the doorman on the ground and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, the most man, but he is not ashamed to attack a weak old man?"

Old Jack was so frightened that he hurriedly protected Tang San behind him.

Tang San looked at this figure, only to see that this person looked like he was about ten years old, but he was more than a head taller than himself, and through a black power suit, he could also see that the body was full of explosive muscles, short black hair, sword eyebrows, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and eagle eyes were extremely sharp, and there was a feeling of being pierced after being watched, which made people feel frightened.

Mihawk also looked at the boy, his appearance was delicate, his eyes were bright like stars, but the whole person looked a little thin and a little malnourished, but he had seen and heard domineering, and felt that this boy seemed to have a special energy, which made him a little curious, this is an interesting little ghost.

As the two looked at each other, a low, hoarse voice shouted.

"Who is making trouble here, and they are still attacking ordinary people."

Old Jack, seeing a middle man in a black robe with an elegant temperament, who looked like a teacher from the academy, walked up head-on and explained the cause and effect.

The middle-aged man frowned after hearing this, snorted coldly, and said, "Old man, this proof is true, and I am here to apologize to you on behalf of the academy." Then he glanced at the doorman lying on the ground and said, "Don't hurry up and get up, go to the infirmary to bandage it, and you can get out next time."

The doorman didn't howl anymore, the doorman struggled to stand up, endured the pain in his left shoulder, bowed to the middle-aged man, and said, "Yes... Master, the villain will not dare anymore", and stumbled towards the infirmary.

"Old man, you can hand over the child to me," the middle-aged man communicated with Old Jack for a while, and Old Jack also said to Tang San with great gratitude: "Little San, you go with this adult, I should go back too."

Tang San nodded obediently and exchanged a few words with Old Jack.

The middle-aged man's gaze looked at Mihawk, who took out the certificate from his body and handed it to the middle-aged man without waiting for the other party to ask.

"Hello, this is my proof"

The middle-aged man nodded, looked at the certificate in his hand, his pupils shrank, and the martial soul black knife and the ninth-level soul power!

"You injured that doorman just now, what method did you use to injure him?"

Mihawk pondered for a moment, there didn't seem to be a method of cultivating the physique like the Navy Six Styles in this world, it was too troublesome to explain, and he himself was very tired of explaining this troublesome thing, and then replied: "This is a skill I developed myself, I call it a physical skill, and it requires an extremely strong physique to perform."

The master's heart was turbulent, thinking that this kind of miraculous ability was actually created by Mihawk, who was obviously a child in front of him, he thought that this was a child of a sect who was left behind, and secretly sighed that it was really a genius, but there was no expression on his face, and the second person said.

"You guys come in with me first," he said and took Tang San's hand, although Mihawk was the same age as Tang San, his strong physique and height far beyond his peers made him a little uncomfortable, but Mihawk was also happy about it.

Then there was the conversation between the master and Tang San. (I won't write this paragraph anymore, everyone should be true.) ）

After listening to the conversation between this master and Tang San, Mihawk thought to himself, although he had told the basic situation of this continent through the old man in the village, he still knew too little about this world, and the person in front of him seemed to be a knowledgeable person, this was exactly what he urgently needed, only by recognizing this world could he grow rapidly!

Thinking of this, Mihawk spoke: "This master, can I become your disciple?" You have the knowledge I need! This is very important to me. ”

The master was stunned, in this world of soul masters who are respected by the strong, there are still people who care about such things as knowledge, which makes his heart a little touched, and his eyes when he looks at Mihawk also become very soft.

"Of course, as long as you are willing, I am willing to pass on my theoretical knowledge over the years to you without reservation."

Mihawk's eyes were a little fiery, and he remembered the man who had taught him how to hold a sword.

"I, Mihawk, am willing to worship you as a teacher!" With his left arm behind his back, his right arm bent into a triangle, and his right hand pressed against his chest, he bowed deeply.

The master was very uncalm in his heart at the moment, Tang San's apprenticeship had already made him very excited, and he had the opportunity to realize his theory, and Mihawk, a disciple, was simply a pie falling from the sky and made him dizzy, but it was a good thing for him, and he nodded with a smile.

"Good boy, junior, Mihawk will start with you, but he is a few months older than you, and he will be your senior brother in the future, and the two of you will get along well after getting to know each other."

Tang San was originally because of the exposure of the twin martial spirits, looking at Mihawk's cranky thoughts, and now he and Mihawk are in the same door, and he is also very happy in his heart, it is not difficult to see that Mihawk is powerful, and he looks a little cold, but judging from what happened in front of the gate just now, he should be a very good person.

"Mihawk, in the future, we will be the same teachers, if there is anything you need me to do, just ask!" Tang San smiled and stretched out his right hand.

Mihawk nodded and shook Tang San's hand.

The master was very relieved to see this, and the smile on his face kept coming.

After registering, Mihawk came out of the Academic Affairs Office and went with Tang San, the seventh dormitory for work-study students, and just entered the door.

"You guys are new here, my name is Wang Sheng, I am the boss here, if you want to enter, you must first defeat ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked out more than ten meters away by Mihawk, like a tumbling broken sack, Duang slammed his head against the wall and fainted.

The tall Mihawk swept his eyes, and the children around him shivered and swallowed their saliva in fright.

"Hmph, boring trick." Mihawk snorted coldly.

The corners of Tang San's mouth twitched, he looked at Mihawk speechlessly, and walked towards the last bed on the left......

Then Tang San also chose a bed, put down his luggage, took the futon given to him by the master, and was about to make the bed.

That's when it happened

There was a soft and glutinous sound from the direction of the door.

"Is this the Seven Houses?"

Tang San looked over and saw a cute girl appear at the door, bouncing in.

The girl was about the same size as him, but very cute, wearing a pink dress, a rabbit head satchel around her waist, big eyes, pink lips, long scorpion braids and vertical buttocks, and two rabbit ears on her head.

"Hello, my name is Xiao Wu, a dancing dance ......"