"Shrek Academy, which only accepts monsters and geniuses, accepts a waste teacher named Ding Fan today."

A red-haired fat man on the mountain behind Shrek Academy, with a belly like a pig, wearing a red leather jacket and black jeans, said in confusion.

"It is said that the goods are a distant relative of your master's dean, the family is very rich, eighteen years old, and he is only a thirty-level Great Soul Master."

A tall, thin boy who looked a little lewd and held a large sausage in his hand said:

"So it should come in by relationship and money, you also know that our academy is getting poorer and poorer, and the dean can't hold on to close the academy. So with such a rich person to fund the college, our college can continue to open. ”

"So, we have to thank him?"

The fat man felt that Oscar had a point, spit out the grass in his mouth, got up from the grass, and prepared to go back to the academy, but his eyes were full of doubts.

"Thank you is for it, but we don't have to respect him, after all, if you don't have the strength to come to our academy, you will only be looked down upon."

Oscar also stood up, after all, the strong in this world are respected, and he has no strength, so he is not worthy of their respect or respect.

"Yes."

Ma Hongjun's face was full of fat and shook with his nod.

The two of them descended the mountain and came to Shrek Academy.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses who looked like an owl walking with his hands in his hands and walking unkemptly to the open space in front of the tree.

Standing beside him was the rugged and unruly Zao Wou-Ki, holding the fierce with both hands, extremely domineering.

There were three students standing in front of the dean, namely Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Dai Mubai. Two obscene, one is very temperamental.

Behind Zao Wou-Ki came a seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenager, dressed in white, with short black hair, combed very straight, and walked over in silence, gently.

He is Ding Fan, who was an ordinary Zuo Lizi (commonly known as left-handed) high school student on Earth, when playing a game at home, his left hand was bitten by something, and the pain was over, and in the blink of an eye, he found that he had appeared in a strange world, and people respected the soul master.

He had seen a little bit of the Douluo Continent, so he knew that he had absurdly traveled to the world of the Douluo Continent.

There are also some memories that don't belong to me.

These memories are the memories of people in this world who look exactly like themselves, with the same name.

He found out that he had become the young master of Ding Fuhao's family, at the age of eighteen, he was only level thirty, and his martial soul was still a teddy dog, without any attack power, and he was simply a waste martial spirit.

He was not willing to become an ordinary person, so his father took him to meet Flender, a distant relative.

Flender is already poor and crazy, the academy's conditions for recruiting students are too harsh, there are only three students at present, which can't last long, and he can't recruit an 18-year-old waste student, so under the temptation of money, he let Ding Fan be the teacher of the academy, at the same level as Zao Wou-ki.

"I would like to introduce you to a new teacher, Ding Fan. Listen to him in the future, or it will be good for you. ”

Flender was solemn and commanded solemnly.

"A level 30 Great Soul Master is qualified to be my teacher?" Dai Mubai saw that the teacher didn't know what the dean was doing, and he was a little caught off guard, he was already level thirty-five, and no one would teach someone who was a few levels younger than him and a few years older than him, right?

"Hello teacher." Ma Hongjun pretended to be very respectful, but in fact, he was very unconvinced and disdainful.

"Wow, the teacher is so handsome, I want to ask the teacher for advice."

Oscar looks well-behaved, but he actually has a bad heart.

"It's all itchy? Come and ask me. ”

Zao Wou-Ki looked like he was abandoned, and as soon as the domineering voice came out, the three students all quieted down, not daring to say anything, and they were silent.

"Well, Wuji, you take Ding Fan around and then go to the dormitory."

Ferrand glanced up at Zao Wou-Ki and turned away in a dignified manner.

Ding Fan and Zao Wou-Ki familiarized themselves with the environment, then came to their dormitory, closed the door, and did not have to attend classes for two days, so that he could familiarize himself with the environment.

Sit on the bed.

He didn't want to come, after all, his family is so rich, and he can live a chic life in his life.

However, he was unwilling to be an ordinary playboy, he didn't know how he came to Douluo Continent, he wanted to find out the reason, he also wanted to become stronger, and he didn't want to live up to his father's expectations.

Standing at the window looking at the beautiful scenery outside, he retracted his gaze and looked at his left hand, he didn't know what he was bitten before, so he came to Douluo Continent, and now he has nothing to do with his hand.

I really can't figure it out.

Unleashing the martial spirit, I saw a small brown teddy appear in front of me, two yellow soul rings, rich is good, even soul rings can be purchased.

It's just that Teddy is a pet, completely unaggressive, and small.

Ding Fan was speechless, there was nothing to do, it was impossible to become stronger, his face was bitter, his left hand was clenched into a fist, he squeezed it tightly, and his nails were inserted into the palm.

Blood comes out.

At this time, there are many mutations.

A stream of golden light flashed from the blood in his left hand, turning into countless golden runes that seeped into the palm of his hand and disappeared.

He was stunned for a while, and suddenly opened his left hand, only to see that the wound healed instantly without any scars, and what was even more amazing was that golden villains appeared in the palm of his hand dancing with various strange movements.

There are a total of thirty-six movements, each of which is as smooth as the Milky Way turning and a meteor passing by.

The appalling thing is that he remembered it at a glance, isn't this a memorable sight that often appears in novels or on television?

The movements of these little golden figures should be a kind of exercise.

Just speculation, of course.

He practiced according to those movements.

It doesn't have any effect, is it the same as the Babel Chart in the change of stars? Fast and slow to have a rhythm?

So, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, he discovered a miraculous thing, the aura around him surged, was sucked into the body, infiltrated into the limbs and bones, and moistened the body, bones, blood, and tendons.

It's a super magical feeling, as if bathed in a river of life.

Thirty-six movements, like a set of magical exercises, made his soul power that stopped moving also agitated.

After more than two hours, I felt more than twice as strong as before.

It's not something that a teddy martial soul can bring.

This left hand is kind of interesting.

Unleash the martial soul to see if Teddy will become stronger due to the deepening of his soul power.

As a result, it is still so small, and it still looks harmless and cute.

He's angry, even if you can become stronger by cultivating this exercise, but on the Douluo Continent, your martial soul is useless, no matter how hard you try, you can't compare to other people's martial souls

"Pap ......" threw out his left hand suddenly, trying to shoot this martial soul away.

The magical scene of "Buzzing ......" happened, his left hand flashed with golden light, spewing out countless runes, seeping into Teddy's body, and the soul power he had just cultivated and absorbed, as well as the previous soul power, surged into Teddy's body, and golden light shot out of Teddy's body.