Chapter Forty-Nine: Tang San and Xiao Wu
Seeing this, Su Cheng did not go over immediately, but pulled the old village chief to stand in place and chatted, secretly observing the scene not far away.
After that, the plot developed like the original book, Yu Xiaogang came forward to resolve the contradiction between the two sides, and led Tang San into the academy.
Su Cheng suddenly figured it out and understood that there was no difference between the real world and the original timeline.
But there is some solemnity in my heart.
Tang San is not a problem, the god behind him, and the identity of the son of luck, as well as the father who likes to secretly observe his son's growth are the trouble.
Seeing the two walking away, Su Cheng said to Wang Pan: "Grandpa the village chief, you go back, I'll go in by myself." ”
"Okay, Xiao Cheng, you listen to the teacher more alone in the academy, and don't leave the academy without permission. I'll pick you up when the semester is over. ”
"I understand, village chief grandpa, be careful on the road."
After he left, Su Cheng came to the front of the academy alone.
In the middle of the tall arch, there are four large characters written "Notting College".
The young man who had just been taught a few words by Yu Xiaogang saw another plainly dressed young man coming to the door at this time, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart, but he still stepped forward to stop him.
"What do you do?"
"I am a work-study student from Wangsu Village, and this is a certificate issued by the deacon of the Wuhun Palace."
"Wang Su Village? Haven't heard of it. The porter took the certificate handed by Su Cheng and glanced at it a few times, "Level 0.5 innate soul power?" This is a fart soul master student. ”
As he spoke, he looked at Su Cheng, ready to sneer two sentences to relieve his depressed mood.
However, when I came into contact with those calm eyes, my heart was shocked.
The child in front of him obviously looks very young, and the clothes he wears are also very shabby, but he seems to have a special bearing, not like an ordinary person's family.
made him suddenly a little speechless for a while.
"Can you let me in?" Su Cheng said lightly.
"Huh? Oh, you go inside. ”
Seeing that the other party got out of the way, he nodded and took back the certificate and entered the academy.
Because there was no one to lead, Su Cheng spent some effort to complete the enrollment procedures.
"Stay in the academy for two days first, and then go get some money, it's really inconvenient to live here."
While thinking in his heart, he came to the co-ed dormitory for work-study students.
"Reborn again?"
When the door was opened, a slightly delicate and crisp female voice was also heard in the house.
"Hey, I'm the boss of this dormitory, call Sister Xiaowu."
As she spoke, a girl with a long scorpion braid turned her head to look at the visitor.
At the moment when their eyes met, Xiao Wu's body suddenly froze, and her voice was stuck there.
Tang San, who had been paying attention to the girl not far away, suddenly found that her body was trembling slightly at this time.
Of course, this is not because after Xiao Wu saw Su Cheng, she was so moved by his appearance that she couldn't help herself.
She was scared.
At this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly recalled the fear of facing the top hunters in the soul beast forest when she was just a weak soft bone rabbit.
There seemed to be a sword shadow flashing in the other party's eyes, like a giant wolf hunting and waiting for an opportunity, and would nail her to death at any time.
Su Cheng ignored Xiao Wu, glanced at her and continued to walk towards the house.
He didn't have any thoughts about Xiao Wu.
Although I know that the other party's body is a 100,000-year-old soul beast, and the soul ring skill and soul bone skill are quite good, but it doesn't match my own attributes, so there's no point in getting it.
In contrast, the Blue Silver Emperor's soul bone was his target.
As for the soul technique, he didn't really care much.
After all, it was just a special way of using energy, and after figuring out the principle, with his medical attainments and combat understanding, he could find many better combat skills than ordinary soul ring techniques.
Suddenly, Su Cheng paused.
Killing Intent.
He was a little surprised in his heart, and turned his head to look at the young man behind Xiao Wu.
It's so angry.
Although he knew that Tang San was like going crazy when he met Xiao Wu, if he remembered correctly, the two of them had only known each other for a short time.
And I didn't do anything, so it's necessary to be so good?
Then he glanced at Xiao Wu's state at the moment, and he was a little stunned.
It is estimated that because she has just entered human society, some soul beast instincts have not completely faded, and they are more sensitive when they encounter danger.
"Apologize to Xiao Wu!" Tang San said coldly, and at the same time, his left hand raised slightly.
Tang Sect Rules: All Tang Sect disciples should not easily provoke right and wrong, but if there is an active violator, they are allowed to return it with thunder.
The third article of the general outline of the Xuantian Treasure Record of the Tang Gate: Determine that the opponent is the enemy, as long as he has a way to die, do not show mercy to his subordinates, otherwise he will only add trouble to himself.
From Tang San's point of view, the students in this academy were just a group of children, and some conflicts were just petty fights, and he didn't have the heart to compete with the children.
But Xiao Wu's current state is obviously not as simple as a skirmish.
She was now like a mouse seeing a cat, her body was like a sifting chaff, and she was almost so frightened that she could not stand steadily, which was very different from the lively appearance she had just entered the door, which was obviously very unusual.
Bullying a little girl like this, in Tang San's opinion, is no longer something that ordinary conflicts can express.
Su Cheng's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes turned.
"Boy, you'd better put that thing away."
As the other party looked at him, Tang San suddenly felt a burst of pressure.
Obviously, the person in front of him was about the same age as himself, and he was not even a soul master, and there was no killing intent in his eyes, only a trace of sharp aura.
But at first glance, he felt as if he was in the deep sea, wrapped in heavy pressure, unable to move.
At that moment, a palm reached out to him.
Tang San's pupils dilated, and a trace of cold sweat couldn't help but ooze from the corner of his forehead.
He tried his best to resist the pressure, but he still couldn't break free.
The hand just patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't bother me."
Before figuring out the relationship between the Shura God and Tang San, Su Cheng didn't want to have too much to do with Tang San.
And there is a Tang Hao in the shadows who doesn't talk about martial arts, and he can't handle it.
After warning Tang San, Su Cheng walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, pressing his forehead with his fingers.
"The pressure brought by the sword intent is too great, and it is difficult to completely restrain it at all. It's okay to face ordinary people, if you have a little soul power on your body, you can feel that something is wrong at a glance. Until you are in a good condition, it is better to have less contact with people. ”
On the other side, Tang San didn't relax a little until this moment.
He glanced at Su Cheng, who was pranayama with his eyes closed, and walked back to his bed silently with his fists clenched, forgetting to comfort Xiao Wu for a while.
In this stiff atmosphere, the other students in the dormitory did not dare to speak at all, and they all pretended to be very busy.
There are so many changes today that these children feel dizzying.
First, a freak with a blue silver grass martial soul but congenital soul power appeared, and easily defeated the original dormitory boss Wang Sheng.
Immediately after that, another girl came, and she defeated the previous freak Tang San.
In the end, this person was even more terrifying, and a look made the two people before not dare to say a word.