The master glanced at the porter faintly.

"There's no next time, or you wouldn't stay."

Only then did the porter get up, cold sweat broke out on his back, he bowed his head in response, and then flashed to the side.

"Let's go, let's go in."

The master led the two into the academy.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Tang San said to the master.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher at the academy, I'm just a guest here to eat and drink, you can call me a master like them, don't call me a mistake in the future, unless you ......"

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and his eyes flashed with a burning light.

"Unless you're really willing to make me your teacher."

"Teach me to cultivate martial spirits?"

Tang San asked.

"Would you like to?"

The master suddenly stopped and stood still facing Tang San.

Tang San looked at the master and did not respond immediately, nor did he say no to agree.

What a cautious and intelligent child, are you waiting for me to say, why should you be your teacher?

"The qualifications are good, you are the third twin martial soul in the past hundred years!"

The master spoke directly.

Tang San was taken aback, his gaze at the master changed, his left wrist had been raised, but there was a trace of hesitation.

"You're trying to ask why!"

The master opened the proof and continued:

"It is because of this proof that I have investigated six hundred and forty-seven people whose martial souls are blue silver grass, sixteen of them have soul power, and the probability is less than three percent, among these three percent, the soul power does not exceed one level, but you are full of innate soul power, according to one of the ten core competitiveness I have studied, the size of innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul, I can be sure that you have another martial soul, and it is a very powerful martial soul."

"There are exceptions, and I may be a special one!"

Tang San argued.

Shen Lang shook his head, for the master, a genius of martial soul theory, Tang San's question was very weak.

"You are not a special case, because the five people with special cases are all mutated martial souls, and your Blue Silver Grass is just an ordinary martial soul, so I am completely sure that my judgment is correct."

"What is a mutant martial spirit?"

Tang San came interested.

"Would you like to?"

The master didn't answer, and looked at Tang San with a smile.

Tang San nodded, took a few steps back, knelt down, and kowtowed three times.

"What are you doing here?"

The master was stunned.

"You don't need to kowtow to apprentices.

"A teacher for one day, a father for life, you should accept my bowing."

Tang San said solemnly.

The master smiled, he was satisfied, and then bent down and pulled Tang San up.

"A teacher for one day, a father for life, good, good, good. I didn't pick the wrong person. ”

"Shen Lang, do you want to apprentice? This is a great opportunity. ”

Tang San looked at Shen Lang.

The master also smiled and looked at Shen Lang, a child who was also full of innate soul power.

It's not bad if you accept it, after all, your theory still needs to be improved.

"Master, your theory is very powerful, but I don't need to learn from you."

Shen Lang said.

His own martial soul is the best to study by himself, and besides, the master is very good at the study of mutated martial souls, but he has never been able to break through the thirtieth level, and the master does not have much experience in the study of martial souls after the last thirty levels.

"Okay. I believe that you will learn more in the academy. “

The master didn't force it, and smiled.

Today, he was already very satisfied with accepting Tang San as an apprentice.

Tang San was a little disappointed.

"Shen Lang, if you don't understand, you can come and ask me."

"Yes."

Shen Lang responded with a smile.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office to report."

The master took Tang San's small hand and walked forward.

Shen Lang followed.

Academic Affairs Office, 1st floor.

The master took the two of them and left.

The teacher who received the reception was surnamed Su, and there were two other young teachers.

"What? Do you worship the master as a teacher? ”

Director Su looked at Tang San.

"Is there anything wrong? Teacher? “

Director Su shook his head again and again and said with a smile:

"No, no, from a certain point of view, he is indeed an invincible existence in terms of martial souls."

"The dormitory building is in room seven, and the teacher in charge there will arrange for you, go ahead!"

"Thank you."

The two took their things and left.

"The master is indeed invincible, but he is invincible in theory, of course, his theory can become a reality, and what are the ten core competitiveness of martial souls, it's a joke!"

One of the young teachers laughed.

"That's enough, the master is a friend of the dean, and he must not judge himself. As for the right or wrong of his theory, no one can prove it. In addition, in the martial soul world, he is a famous figure! ”

Director Su responded.

"No, director, it should be a famous clown, everyone only thinks he is a joke!"

"Haha......"

Hearing their conversation, the corners of Tang San's mouth showed a faint disdain.

The process of starting a school is no different from that of a previous life.

The dormitory building is easy to find, just one.

For a remote city like Notting City, there are very few students who are qualified to become soul masters.

As a result, there are only seven student dormitories.

And in a big dormitory.

Seven houses, the most special and the worst conditions, are specially designed for working students.

The dormitory door was open, and there was some noise inside.

Knock knock!

Tang San knocked on the door.

The next moment, almost all eyes looked this way.

"New work-study students?"

A burly child looked at Tang San and Shen Lang condescendingly.

It's still a familiar plot, and the dragon set Wang Sheng has appeared.

Then let Tang San settle it next.

After all, his first intimacy with Xiao Wu was here!

Then I will fulfill them!

"Tang San, he's handed it over to you!"

After Shen Lang finished speaking, he walked into the dormitory, chose an empty bed, and put things on it.

Tang San didn't understand what Shen Lang meant.

Wang Sheng wanted to stop him, but was stopped by an invisible force.

Then he looked at Tang San.

"My name is Wang Sheng, and the martial soul is a war tiger......

"My name is Tang San, and the martial soul is Blue Silver Grass!"

"Little third son, I am the boss here, you have to listen to me in the future!"

"Don't call me the third son!"

Tang San was angry.

"I'll call you the third son, what can you do?"

Wang Sheng raised his hand and pushed it on Tang San's shoulder.

You push me?

Am I such a bully?

Tang San suddenly disappeared and came to Wang Sheng's back, his right arm bent up, and an elbow hit the latter's waist while his right foot tripped Wang Sheng.

The center of gravity was unstable, and Wang Sheng's whole person had fallen out.

"Stinky boy! You hit me! ”

An angry voice sounded, and Wang Sheng suddenly turned around, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, and pounced towards Tang San.

There's really nothing to see in the battle between the two!

In the end, Tang San relied on the control crane to capture the dragon and threw Wang Sheng to the ground many times!

"You just used a soul technique?"

"What is a soul skill?"

Tang San asked.

Wang Sheng scratched his head and said:

"It's with the skills used by the martial soul, but your martial soul is really Blue Silver Grass?"

Tang San raised his right hand, and a faint blue light poured out from his palm.

Listening to the soul technique, the surrounding students surrounded him.

"Is it really a soul skill? It's so powerful, even Brother Wang Sheng is not an opponent! ”

"Actually, it's not a soul skill, it's just a fighting skill!"

Tang San shook his head.

"Tang San, if you defeat me, you will be the boss of our seven houses in the future."

Wang Sheng came to Tang San's side and sat down.

Tang San hurriedly waved his hand.

"I'm here to learn!"

"This is the rule, whoever has a hard fist is the boss! I'm not being humble with you, you see! ”

Wang Sheng pulled open the sleeves of his two school uniforms.

There were seven or eight bruise-purple scars on it.

In the end, Wang Sheng still persuaded Tang San.

"Well, I'm not going to watch my dorm classmates being bullied!"

Tang San finished speaking.

Then he turned his head and looked at Shen Lang.

"Shen Lang, why don't we have a try?"

Shen Lang frowned, it was better not to hit Tang San, after all, so many people were watching.

"Compete with me? You can beat her first! ”

Shen Lang looked at the door.

"Who?"

Tang San asked.

Just then, a crisp voice came from the door.

"Excuse me, is this the Seven Houses?"