Old Jack hurriedly smiled and said, "This little brother, we are from the Holy Soul Village, and this child is a work-study student sent by our village this year. You see, what formalities do we need to go through? ”

The porter frowned, and said with some yin and yang weirdness: "Can the grass nest still produce a golden phoenix?" There are also people in a small village who have soul power? The college hasn't had a work-study student for many years. You're not going to be an impostor, are you? ”

A trace of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed his anger and took out the certificate issued by Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Martial Spirit Hall last time, and handed it to the porter.

The porter took the certificate and looked at it, "Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass?" Still full of soul power? It's funny, it's a ridiculous joke. I've been a porter in the academy for four years, and I haven't heard of a student with innate soul power, this kid's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, can it still be full of soul power? In my opinion, this certificate of the Martial Spirit Hall must have been forged by you. ”

"You ......" No matter how good Jack's temper is, he can't bear it anymore at this time, "You are deliberately getting used to it." Okay, you wait, I'll go find the deacon of the Martial Soul Branch. Little three, let's go. With that, Jack took Tang San and turned around and walked towards the city.

Naturally, the proof of the Martial Soul Branch Hall could not be fake, and the concierge also knew about it, but the people who came to see off the new students would generally be a little more meaningful, especially civilian families. The so-called Hades is better, and the little ghost is difficult to deal with.

Old Jack was born in the countryside, and although he was a village chief, how could he understand these ways.

The porter was a little uneasy in his heart, if the people from the Wuhun Hall really came, it was not something he could afford to bear, of course, he also believed that the people from the Wuhun Hall would never come to the academy to inquire for such two hillbillies.

I was depressed in my heart, and the words in my mouth naturally couldn't be heard, "Return to the Holy Soul Village, I think the beggar village is about the same." ”

"What did you say?" Old Jack turned around violently, the porter's words could be said to have touched the greatest pride in his heart, when he was able to turn his face with Tang Hao because of this, at this time, this porter was even more unbearable for people outside the village. After a few steps, he walked back and glared at the porter.

The porter was startled by the menacing old Jack and couldn't help but take a step back, but he quickly reacted and scolded himself in his heart, isn't he just an old man, what's so scary?

"What? I'm not convinced, I said that you are from a beggar village, is it wrong? Look at this little poor ghost, his clothes are all patched. I think you'd better find a place to beg. Our Notting College is not a good house. Get out of here, get out of here. ”

As he spoke, the porter raised his left hand and pushed it towards Jack's chest, about to chase the two away.

Just when Old Jack was angry, suddenly, there was a thin figure between the two, also raised his left arm, his delicate little hand barely reached the porter's hand, his left hand to the right, and suddenly pushed the porter's left hand away, at the same time, the thin figure took a quick step forward with his right foot, and the sole of his foot was just behind the porter's left foot, and at the same time his right hand was raised, and the left hand clamped the porter's hand downward.

Originally, this palm should have been cut at the crook of the opponent's left arm, so that it could not exert force, but the person who cast it was really short, so he could only clasp the wrist of the porter, his movements were extremely fast, his body reached forward at the same time, and his hands pushed forward while throwing the left hand of the doorman. Just push it on the lower abdomen of the porter.

There is an extra foot behind the left foot of the porter, although that foot is not big, but it is enough to complete the effect he should have, the lower abdomen is stressed, there is a mix under the feet, just listen to the ordinary sound, the porter has sat down on the ground.

"Little three, you ......" Jack looked at the person standing in front of him dumbfounded. It was Tang San who made the shot, and the style he used was not even a Tang Sect master, it was just the simplest style in his original world, in martial arts, pushing the window and looking at the moon, of course, from his figure, it was naturally to be transformed. Not only was he unable to cut the crook of his opponent's arm, but the hand that should have been on the opponent's chest was also pushed on the lower abdomen, and of course, the result was the same.

Although the three Tang people are not big, their strength is definitely not small. The hammer in the past few months has not been used in vain, even if Xuantian Gong is not used, it still brings down the gatehouse.

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death." What a shame it was to be pushed down by a child, the porter was furious, and he got up from the ground and was about to rush towards Tang San.

"Alright, stop it." Just then, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded, stopping the porter's movements.

The porter was stunned for a moment, and then, the anger on his face suddenly turned into stuffing, and the change was unimaginable, and he nodded to the person who came and said, "Master, you are back." ”

Tang San turned his head to look, and a man of medium stature and a slight thinness didn't know when he had come to them. It seems that this person is about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair parted from three or seven, his appearance is very ordinary, his hands are behind his back, but he has a special temperament on his body, and his eyes are open and closed with a little laziness and decadence.

The master just glanced at the porter, ignored him, and said to Old Jack: "Old man, can you show me the proof of the Martial Spirit Palace?" ”

After all, Old Jack is from the village chief, and he can still observe words and feelings, and from the expression of the porter, it can be seen that the status of the middle-aged man in front of him in the academy is definitely not low, not to mention that there is the title of master there. Hurriedly handed over the certificate in his hand.

The master looked at the proof, then shifted his gaze to Tang San, and looked him up and down a few times, I don't know why, although the master's gaze was not sharp, but Tang San had a feeling of being seen transparently.

"It's true, sir, I apologize to you on behalf of the academy for what happened just now. Leave this child to me. ”

A figure who was at least a soul master apologized to himself, and Old Jack's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he hurriedly shook his hands and said, "No need to apologize, no need to apologize." We're not good either. Master, then this kid is in trouble with you. Little San, you follow the master in, but you must be obedient. ”

Tang San nodded, but he didn't speak.

Before, just as the master in front of him stopped the porter from rushing towards him, his left hand had already been raised, and the safety on the Hidden Arrow had been opened. If the master in front of him had spoken a little later, maybe there would have been an extra short arrow at the throat of the porter.

[General Outline of the Xuantian Treasure Record of the Tang Gate, Article 3, determine that the opponent is the enemy, as long as he has a way to die, don't show mercy to his subordinates, otherwise he will only add trouble to himself]

In Tang San's opinion, the porter's move to an old man like Jack already had a way to die. At the same time, he was absolutely sure that no one, including Old Jack, would find out that the Hidden Arrow was sent by him. Without proof, who can say that he killed someone? The silent arrow of the Tang Gate is extremely fast, and there will only be a shadow, and how can it be dodged by goods like the gatehouse.

With the behavior of the gatehouse, even in modern times, it will be sentenced to a few years, not to mention, this is a jungle society where the law of the jungle eats the strong, and it is normal to kill people and seize treasures, Tang San has read a lot of dark flow novels before crossing over, and he knows that people don't talk much, he was a killer who made secret weapons in his previous life, how could he be interested in listening to a security guard forcing Lai Lai? He's not a virgin.

(Douluo's definition of Tang San in the early stage has never been decent, but it collapsed later, and then I used the definition in this book, I remember that the paragraph of the Soul Master Contest said that Tang San was never a kind person, and I used the character design during the Soul Master Competition)

After Jack told Tang San a few more words, he left.

The master glanced at the porter lightly, "This is the first and last time, if there is a repeat offense, you don't need to stay." His voice was hoarse, calm, but there was an irrefutable feeling.

In any case, the master was once the young master of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, and it was still easy to shock a gatehouse.

Cold sweat broke out behind the porter, and he hurriedly flashed to the side.

The master looked down at Tang San, a smile squeezed out of his face, the muscles on his face seemed to be a little stiff, and the way he laughed was a little flattering. took Tang San's hand and said, "Let's go in." ”

The master's hands were soft and dry, and they were very comfortable to hold, invisibly giving Tang San a sense of trust. Under his leadership, Tang San finally entered this academy.

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

"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.

"Who said you have to be a teacher from the academy to 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're a six-year-old kid, but you're 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—" At this point he stopped.

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

"Do you want to teach me how to cultivate martial souls?" Tang San asked.

The master stopped and stood still facing Tang San, "Then would you like to?" ”

Tang San also naturally stopped, looking up at the master in front of him, at this time, he looked closely, and from bottom to top, 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, "Talented, and so smart, it seems that I will also be persistent." 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.

The old god of the master looked at him and smiled: "Aren't you very fast, why did I know that you are a twin martial spirit?" ”

As he spoke, he shook the certificate that Old Jack had given him in his hand, "It's because of this certificate." Maybe other people can't see the flaws in it, but if I can't see it, then I don't deserve the word master. ”

"I have investigated six hundred and forty-seven people whose martial souls are Blue Silver Grass, and among them, there are sixteen who have soul power, and the probability is 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, but you are the tenth level of innate soul power. ”

"According to one of the ten core competitiveness of the martial soul that I have studied, the size of the innate 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. ”

No matter what, he is also the young master of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, and behind his research on martial spirits, he also had the support of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, otherwise he would not have such conditions alone.

Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down, and he argued, "There are exceptions to everything, why can't I be a special case?" ”

The master nodded seriously and said, "That's right, there are exceptions to everything, but your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, so you are obviously not that exception." In the past hundred years, although there have only been two twin martial souls, there have been nineteen people who are born with full soul power, and I have carefully studied the martial souls of each of them, all of them are powerful existences, and the youngest one has now reached the level of a great soul master. Except for the fourteen powerful martial spirits inherited from the family lineage, there are five exceptions. ”

"Their origins are not noble, but they also possess innate soul power. And this kind of accident is the existence of mutated martial spirits. And according to my research on mutated martial souls for so many years, no kind of martial soul and Blue Silver Grass martial soul will mutate. And your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is an ordinary Blue Silver Grass, so I am completely sure that my judgment is correct. ”

"Mutant Martial Spirit, what's that?" Tang San asked.

The master patiently explained: "Then let's talk about how the martial soul is inherited. The martial soul that a person has is directly related to the martial soul of his parents, and the most normal situation is that he has inherited the martial soul of either his father or mother. This is the family-style martial soul inheritance. And some of these exceptions are the so-called mutated martial spirits. The source is also the martial soul of the parents, but because the martial soul between the father and the mother has a certain degree of variability, the martial soul of the inherited person will mutate and produce a new martial soul. ”

"The mutated martial soul can be mutated and powerful, and even innate soul power appears. But the vast majority of mutated martial souls will only become weak. The mutant martial soul is like a product of the marriage of close relatives, and there is a high chance of being an idiot, but it is also possible that there may be a wise man who is far beyond ordinary people. ”

Tang San nodded, and suddenly, he took a step back, widening the distance between himself and the master, and then, he fell to the ground on his knees and kowtowed respectfully to the master.

This time, it was the master's turn to be stunned, "What are you doing?" ”

"Teacher." Tang San shouted respectfully, "Please accept me as an apprentice." ”

The master bent down and pulled Tang San up, "Silly boy, why do you want to kowtow to the master, don't you know that this is the etiquette of only worshipping the king and his parents?" Just take a bow and you're good to go. ”

The habits of the Douluo Continent were obviously different from the situation of Tang San's first life, Tang San said solemnly.

"A teacher for one day, a father for life. You deserve my bow. ”

The Tang Sect was very strict with the teaching of etiquette, and when he grew up with that kind of education, it had already been deeply imprinted in Tang San's heart.

In terms of thinking, he also has limitations, which is normal, no one is a perfect person, they all have shortcomings, he is not a saint Buddha, he is just a person with joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

(Personally, the interpretation of the collapse of the character design in the back is because the author himself substitutes, the prototype of Tang Wulin and Tang Wutong is the author's child, and Tang San's prototype is the author himself, and in the back, he substituted himself into it, that is, he wrote and wrote hi)

The master put the certificate on the table and said to the older teacher, "Director Su, this is a work-study student sent by the Holy Soul Village this year, please help him register." ”

Director Su said with a smile on his face: "Master, why are you here, rare guest!" Sit down for a while. ”

He didn't mean anything sarcastic, he knew the identity of the master, no matter how the master was also one of the young masters of the Blue Sky Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, although the soul power was only twenty-nine, but their academy director was only forty-two, and his own level was not much higher than the master, even if he was a down-and-out nobleman, he was also worthy of the object of these civilian soul masters.

The master shook his head and said to Tang San, "You register here yourself, and these teachers will tell you how to do it." I'll go first, and I'll look for you when I get back." ”

Tang San nodded and said respectfully, "Goodbye, teacher." The master smiled, touched his head, and turned away.

Hearing Tang San's address to the master, Director Su seemed very interested, "Young man, you call the master teacher?" He's not a teacher at our academy. ”

Tang San said: "But he is my teacher. ”

Director Su was stunned for a moment, "You worship the master as a teacher?" His expression was a little strange, an expression that wanted to laugh and couldn't help it.

Tang San said: "Is there anything wrong?" Teacher. ”

Director Su shook his head again and again and said with a smile: "No, no." I didn't expect the master to accept apprentices. However, you are still a student of this academy, and you will also have to abide by the rules and regulations of the academy in the future, do you understand? Tang San nodded.

The two young teachers next to Director Su were not as good as him, and one of them took the certificate of the Martial Spirit Hall and looked at it, and said with a smile, "Tang San is right." As a teacher at the Academy, I would like to remind you. The master is not a casual one. Any soul master, regardless of whether he graduated from the academy or not, can only recognize one master, otherwise, he will be rejected by the world. Do you really think the master is suitable? Oh, you're still full of soul power. It's a pity that the martial soul is the Blue Silver Grass. ”

Seeing the words innate soul power on the certificate, the faces of the teachers present all showed surprise, but the blue silver grass turned their surprise into regret.

Tang San looked at the three academy teachers in front of him with some strangeness, "What's inappropriate?" ”

Director Su glared at the young teacher beside him and said, "Although the master has a strange personality, from a certain point of view, he is an invincible existence in terms of martial souls. Anyway, your martial soul is also Blue Silver Grass, and it doesn't matter if you worship him as a teacher. ”

"Alright, so be it. It's your stuff and the academy gives it out for free. You live in room 7 of the dormitory building. The teacher in charge there will arrange your job as a work-study student. Go ahead. ”

"Thank you." Taking the things handed over by Director Su, Tang San saluted and turned around and walked out of the Academic Affairs Office.

What Director Su gave him was a standard Notting Junior Soul Master Academy uniform, and the white texture looked very clean. As soon as he walked out of the Academic Affairs Office, Tang San vaguely heard the voice of the young teacher who had spoken before coming out of the Academic Affairs Office.

……………

Na'er: "I'm going offline again"

Yu Hao's funeral: "No"

Xiao Wu: "When am I going to appear?" ”

Yu Hao's funeral: "It won't be too long"