"Thank you, teacher." Tang San said to the master.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher at the academy. The master glanced down at Tang San and said lightly.

"Not a teacher? Didn't you just say that you represent the Academy? ”

The master shook his head, he had always been impatient, but he was extremely tolerant today, and once again squeezed out a trace of that ugly smile, "Who said that the teachers of the academy must represent the academy?" ”

Tang San suddenly said, "I understand, then you must be the principal of the academy, or the leader." ”

The master laughed and said, "You are a six-year-old child, and you are very smart. Still, you're wrong. Tang San said suspiciously, "Then who are you?" ”

The master said, "I'm just a guest here to eat and drink. You, like everyone else, call me Master. That's what everyone calls me. I've even forgotten my name. The certificate of the Martial Spirit Hall says that your name is Tang San, Tang San, you have to understand that the meaning of the master and the teacher is very different, don't call it wrong in the future. Unless ......"

Speaking of this, he listened to his words, but his eyes flashed with a burning light, "Unless you really want me to be your teacher." ”

That's right, the master said, it's you, not you!!!

"Do you want to teach us how to cultivate martial souls?" Tang San asked in front of Tang Ling, frowned, and said.

The master stopped and stood still facing Tang San and Tang Ling, "Then are you willing?" ”

Tang San naturally stopped, and Tang Ling stood by Tang San's side so silently.

Tang San looked up at the master in front of him, and at this time, he looked at it closely, and from the bottom up, he found that the master's mouth was a bit big, and his lips were also very thick. He didn't speak, neither said yes nor said no.

The master looked at Tang San's stunned eyes, and that stiff smile reappeared, "Okay, you are indeed a smart child. ”

Not opening your mouth has two meanings, one is not to refuse in a hurry, so as not to offend the master. The second is to ask the master with actions, why should I worship you as a teacher?

Like Old Jack, the master raised his hand and rubbed it on Tang San's head, then pinched Tang Ling's face, and said, "Gifted and so smart, it seems that I will be persistent again." Anyway, you are also the third twin martial soul in the past hundred years. ”

Listening to the master's words, Tang San was taken aback, watching the master's gaze suddenly change, his left wrist had been quietly raised, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

Tang Ling was silent, but his originally furrowed brows were raised, as if he had noticed something, and the corners of his mouth outlined a slight arc.

The old master god looked at Tang San and said with a smile: "Are you very fast, why did I know that you are a twin martial spirit?"

I once investigated six hundred and forty-seven people whose martial souls were Blue Silver Grass, and among them, sixteen had soul power, with a chance of less than three percent. And even among the sixteen people who have soul power, none of them can exceed the first level of soul power, and the strength of your soul power is not at all what Blue Silver Grass can have.

According to one of the ten core competitiveness of the martial soul that I have studied, the size of the soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Blue Silver Grass obviously can't be satisfied, so, I'm sure that you should have another martial soul, and a very powerful martial soul. ”

Next, Tang Ling remained silent, clenching his teeth, feeling a burst of toothache, these two guys, why are they talking so much here......

It wasn't until Tang San finished worshipping his master that the master's eyes looked at Tang Ling, and the light emitted by his eyes was even more fanatical than seeing Tang San.

"Teacher, he is my younger brother, his name is Tang Ling......" Tang San introduced Tang Ling, and pulled Tang Ling's clothes.

"Tang Ling? Don't mind if I call you Xiaoling, right? The master pulled out a stiff smile with difficulty on his face, pinched Tang Ling's face and said.

Tang Ling exhaled a breath and suppressed the discomfort in his body before saying, "Don't mind." ”

"Would you like to be my disciple?" The master's tone was urgent.

"No, it's good for you to teach Tang San, and I, my future life may not be in Notting Academy." Tang Ling didn't say the last sentence, he just said it in his heart, after all, he had a certain plan before he came.

"This ...... Okay......" The master was not too disappointed, shook his head slightly and took Tang San and the two to the Academic Affairs Office, paid the tuition, and after receiving the school uniform, Tang San and Tang Ling went to their dormitory, and the two of them lived in the same dormitory.

There is only one dormitory building, which is easy to find, and the students and teachers of the college live here. As Old Jack said, there are very few people who can become soul masters, especially in a remote city like Nordin. The number of students and teachers in the entire academy is not large, and a dormitory building is already completely affordable.

There are only seven dormitories for students in total, because the students of the Junior Soul Master Academy are relatively young, in order to better manage them, so the students of each grade live in a large dormitory. And there are only about four students in each grade of the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

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

The Seven Houses are the special ones among the seven student dormitories, and the conditions are also the worst, and they are dedicated to poor villages. After all, the academy is not a good hall, and the treatment cannot be as good as that of ordinary students.

Qishe is also the only dormitory with mixed ages, regardless of grade, almost all the children from poor mountain villages are in that dormitory.

Tang San had been walking in front, and Tang Ling had been following behind.

As soon as Tang San walked to the door of the Seven Houses, he heard a commotion coming from inside, the door was open, and he walked to the door and looked inside.

It was a large room, nearly three hundred square meters, with a total of fifty beds, but only beds, and only eleven bedding beds, and at this time, there were seven or eight children between the ages of eight and twelve.

And almost at the moment when the group of children looked at Tang San's gaze, a fist smashed directly towards Tang San's head, Tang San was about to fight back, when he saw a white figure rushing out from beside him, and with a punch, the figure that had just sneak attack flew out directly like a cannonball, and smashed down on a bed farthest away.

Tang San shook his head, put his luggage on an empty bed, and said, "Brother, you go and wash it first, I'll make the bed first." ”

Tang Ling spun around on one foot on the ground, handed the luggage to Tang San, glanced at the figure who had just been smashed away by his own circle, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and with a step, he walked directly towards the washing place.

And Wang Sheng, who was smashed and flew into a coma on the bed, also just woke up, looking at the white figure who was far away, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyelids rolled and fainted again, your sister, the blow is too big, and you can't resist a punch from others......