Outside the Martial Soul Branch, Old Jack was communicating with a bunch of villagers outside, and at this time, he happened to see it, Su Yuntao walked out with Tang San Zhang Yu and hurriedly greeted him.

"Respected Soul Master, are you leaving?"

"yes, Old Jack." Su Yuntao responded to Old Jack, and then said with a happy face: "The eight children have all been tested, congratulations." ”

Old Jack couldn't help but be happy when he saw the excited expression on Su Yuntao's face, but he still asked nervously: "My lord, are there any children in our village who can become soul masters?" ”

Su Yuntao looked at Zhang Yu and Tang San, and said happily but with a little pity: "Yes, and there are two, one is an innate level sixth, but it is an unknown martial soul, it should be a martial soul mutation, and one is full of innate soul power, but it's a pity." ”

Hearing Su Yuntao's answer, Old Jack couldn't hide the joy in his heart anymore, his wrinkled face seemed to be squeezed together, revealing a big smile, "My lord, that's it?" ”

Su Yuntao first pointed at Zhang Yu, then pointed at Tang San, and said: "This kid is a congenital sixth level, but I didn't see what a martial soul is, it seems that it should not be a waste martial soul, it is a mutated martial soul, and this child, alas, is full of innate soul power, but it is a waste martial soul." ”

"Congenital full? Waste Martial Spirit? Old Jack was stunned for a moment, he had lived for so long, he had never heard that a waste martial soul could have soul power, not to mention that it was full of innate soul power, and he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Tang San in his heart, but he didn't show it, and he was still very satisfied, because Zhang Yu had sixth-level soul power, although the martial soul was unknown, but Su Yuntao just said that it should not be a waste martial soul.

At this time, Tang San and Zhang Yu had already walked over, planning to say hello to Old Jack, and then go home to tell their families about their situation.

"Old Jack, what's the name of this kid?" Su Yuntao pointed at Zhang Yu and said to Old Jack.

"This kid, his name is Zhang Yu."

With a hint of expectation in his eyes, Su Yuntao touched Zhang Yu's head and asked, "Kid Zhang Yu, are you interested in studying in the academy under the management of our Martial Spirit Palace, where you can get a good cultivation and become a powerful soul master faster." ”

Zhang Yu was stunned when he heard Su Yuntao's words, glanced at Tang San, and asked, "Then can my friend go with me?" ”

"This..." Su Yuntao hesitated for a moment, turned his gaze to Tang San, and replied: "Yes, yes, but although this little guy is full of innate soul power, his martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, a standard waste martial soul, even if you bring him to our academy to study, I don't think the teachers of the academy will think much about cultivating him, and he may be bullied by other children." ”

At first, a hint of intent flashed on Zhang Yu's face, and he opened his mouth to agree, but as soon as he heard that Tang San might be bullied, he hurriedly swallowed back the words on his lips.

Although Zhang Yu didn't believe that with Tang San's ability, he would be bullied by the students in the Wuhun Hall Academy, at most, he would be coldly violent and isolated, but after so many years of getting along with Tang San, Zhang Yu had completely regarded him as a real good friend, and for a good friend, Zhang Yu didn't want Tang San to be treated unfairly.

The memories of his previous life have begun to fade with time, not to mention the Douluo Continent, which he only watched once in junior high school.

Zhang Yu had almost forgotten about its main plot, but he still vaguely remembered that Tang San did not go to the Martial Soul Hall to develop, but this was the last Martial Soul Hall or the final big boss.

However, according to the experience of playing online games in the previous life, it is more cost-effective to go to the Wuhun Hall to learn in the early stage, because this is to use the resources of the boss to cultivate yourself, and in the later stage, as long as you jump back stab, you can easily wash yourself regardless of whether you succeed or not.

Therefore, now there are two choices in front of him, either abandon Tang San to study in the Martial Spirit Hall and fly solo by himself, or with Tang San, hug the protagonist's thigh and shout 666.

At this time, Zhang Yu felt someone tugging at his clothes, turned his head to look over, and found Tang San silently shaking his head at him.

Zhang Yu was a little sluggish for a while, he knew that Tang San was persuading him not to give up the opportunity to go to the Martial Spirit Hall to study for himself, and suddenly, Zhang Yu's mind appeared in his mind, he had been friends with Tang San since he was one year old, although at the beginning it was a picture with the purpose of hugging the protagonist's thighs in his heart.

But as time went by, the two helped each other together, mocked each other together, and played all kinds of fun together to relieve boredom, he had already completely forgotten his original purpose, and regarded Tang San as his good friend from the bottom of his heart, and now he wanted to abandon his friends from childhood to adulthood for the sake of his so-called future.

Zhang Yu turned his head and didn't hesitate to do anything, his eyes looked at Su Yuntao with a resolute look and said: "Thank you, uncle, although I really want to go to the Wuhun Hall to study, but Xiao San and I have been good friends for many years, although he is not my brother, but he is better than a brother, if he can't go, I won't go, if he goes, he will be wronged, then I won't go." ”

"You..." Hearing Zhang Yu's answer, Su Yuntao's eyes couldn't help but widen and he felt quite surprised.

Su Yuntao didn't expect that an ordinary civilian child would take the initiative to refuse an invitation from the Martial Spirit Palace, but he didn't feel too disappointed.

Because Zhang Yu has the innate sixth-level soul power, in the eyes of the Wuhun Palace, it is a middle-class talent among ordinary people, but his martial soul is a mutated martial soul, although it cannot be said to be a waste martial soul, but it cannot be guaranteed to be a benign mutation, for him, it is not necessary to think about bringing Zhang Yu back for promotion, at most it is a salary increase.

So Su Yuntao didn't say anything, took out two signs from his chest and handed them to Old Jack.

"Old Jack, this is a proof of their martial soul, I remember that there is only one place for work-study students in each village, so let's do it, although Zhang Yu's children don't want to go to our martial soul hall to study, don't waste this soul power, after all, it is too difficult for a village to produce a child with soul power, I will help you apply for another place from Notting Academy when I go back."

Then Su Yuntao looked at Zhang Yu and said, "If you want to change the law, you can come to the Martial Spirit Branch Hall of Nuoding City to find me at any time before you enter the school." ”

After speaking, Su Yuntao put on his back the package containing the crystal ball and strode away without looking back.

After seeing Su Yuntao leave, Old Jack glanced at Zhang Yu with relief, touched his head, and then knocked it down hard, and scolded with a smile: "This is an opportunity to go to the Wuhun Hall to study, you stinky boy refused like this, and you didn't even discuss it with your parents!" ”

Hit the head again.

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes, didn't care at all about Old Jack's slightly blaming words, and said in an indifferent tone: "Grandpa Jack, what's so good about going to the Wuhun Hall to study, the junior is my best friend, on the way to the future, I only need the junior to do it, and isn't it okay to go to Notting Academy to study?" Ha ha. ”

"Xiao Yu...

Tang San's heart was full of emotion, his two eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, since he was a child, in the village, he only had Zhang Yu, a good friend, not that Tang San was withdrawn, but that it was difficult for him to blend in with the children in the village as an adult, but Zhang Yu was different, he was not only his good friend, but also able to get along with the children of the village very harmoniously.

At that time, after Zhang Yu saw him, he took the initiative to approach him and become friends with him, at first Tang San vaguely felt that he had a trace of purpose and was not very happy to accept him.

But Zhang Yu didn't mind, perseveringly greeted and chatted with him, and shared food or other things with him from time to time, after getting along all year round, he found that he and Zhang Yu had become the best pair of friends in the village.

Before, he had actually wanted to teach Zhang Yu the Tang Sect exercises such as Xuantian Gong and Purple Pole Demon Pupil, and he was ready to say it a few times in a chat with Zhang Yu, but as soon as he was about to speak, he thought of the oath he had made to the Tang Sect elders before falling off the cliff that he would never divulge the Tang Sect exercises to outsiders, so when the words came to his mouth, he forcibly took them back, so he could only give up every time.

Now, his best friend, his best brother, gave up the opportunity to go to a higher platform to cultivate for him, how could this not move him.

The gap between going to the Martial Spirit Hall of the First Force in the Continent and studying in an ordinary city academy, how could Tang San, who was a disciple of the outer sect of the Tang Sect in his previous life, not know!

Therefore, Tang San looked at Zhang Yu, who was dealing with Old Jack, and secretly made up his mind, and said to him, "Xiao Yu, can you come to my house tonight?" I have something I want to show you. ”

"Oh?" Hearing Tang San's words, Zhang Yu was a little curious, he didn't know what medicine Tang San was selling in his stomach, because Tang San had never taken the initiative to look for him at night before.

However, Zhang Yu didn't think much about it, rolled his eyes, and immediately replied: "Okay, I'll go back and tell my parents about my situation first, and come to you at night." ”

"Xiao Yu, I'll also go to your house and tell your parents about your situation first." Old Jack grabbed Zhang Yu, who was just about to escape, and then looked at Tang San apologetically and said, "Little San, grandpa will send Xiao Yu home first, go and talk to his parents, grandpa will come to your house later, and bring some delicious food by the way, okay?" ”

"Okay, Grandpa Jack." Tang San replied.

"That's good."

Old Jack touched Tang San's head with his hand, and then forcibly pulled Zhang Yu, who was constantly struggling, with tears in his eyes, kept asking Tang San for help, and Zhang Yu, who had a strong desire to survive, left.

Tang San watched the figures of the two disappear from his sight, and turned around and walked in the direction of his house.

"Okay, I'm going to go home and make lunch for Dad, and I'll show him how my left hand is doing."

At noon, Zhang Yu's house, Zhang Yu was having dinner with his family and Old Jack.

"Are you saying that this stinky boy gave up the opportunity to go to the Martial Spirit Hall to study for Tang Hao and his son?" Zhang Dacang ate the rice in the bowl, opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Yu in surprise, who was lowering his head and constantly picking up rice, and asked Old Jack.

"Yes, although I was surprised, I am very happy, Xiao Yu must be a promising person when he grows up." Old Jack touched the beard on his chin and said with a satisfied expression.

"yes, I'm happy too. It's going to be promising. Zhang Dacang looked a little sluggish, and muttered, he suddenly found that the food made by his wife was not fragrant, and the rice he had worked hard to cultivate was not sweet, so he silently put down the bowl.

Zhang Yu looked at Zhang Dacang who put down the bowl, he also put down the bowl, ready to act as soon as there was a situation.

Maybe it's because Old Jack and his mother Cui Dali are there, Zhang Dacang is very calm, he slowly put his hand on Zhang Yu, who was just about to stand up, his kind and kind expression can't help but make Zhang Yu feel a little warm, if you can ignore the strength of this hand grasping a little bit and the hand behind him grabbing his martial soul wooden stick.

"That's promising! That's an opportunity to go to the Wuhun Hall to study! Don't discuss it with Lao Tzu! If you say give up, give up! ”

At this moment, Zhang Yu felt the malice from the Douluo World.

Well, you can't cultivate without soul power! Why can my dad's martial soul wooden stick grow longer without soul power?!