Douluo: No thoughts

"Boy, come here." The old man pointed to Dai Mubai, let him pass, and then glanced at Tang Wunian who was next to Dai Mubai, "This little baby is coming to sign up too? He's under his age."

Tang Wunian looked up, "I'll accompany you."

The college does not allow parents to enter, and he is not a parent, can't he accompany the students?

"Interesting." A hint of interest flashed in the eyes of a ugly middle-aged teacher next to him, and then a teacher was invited to say to Dai Mubai, "You directly follow him to the fourth level, the twelve-year-old twenty-ninth level, really a little Monster, baby, wait a minute."

Dai Mubai was a little worried, Tang Wunian signaled that it was okay and asked him to follow the teacher. He had no grievances with this college, and nothing would happen.

The middle-aged teacher looked at Tang Wunian with satisfaction, and then regardless of the old man sitting in the chair, he patted the table directly, "This is the end of the enrollment for today, and the rest will come tomorrow."

Then, regardless of the grievances behind him, he pulled Tang Wunian into the academy. The old man enrolling at the door had no objections. He left as soon as he received his things. The old man is already the soul emperor, and this teacher is the master of the old man, which can only explain him. Better than the old man, after all, this is a world that relies on strength to speak.

The old man closed the door with a smile. Today, plus the student who received it this morning, a total of two students were admitted. I don't know if the principal will reward him for his overfulfillment.

The middle-aged teacher arrived at his residence, which is an ordinary small house, and then took Tang Wunian's arm. Then, the middle-aged teacher showed a surprised expression on his face, "Little baby, are you nine years old this year?"

The middle-aged teacher couldn't hide his surprise in his tone. This skinny and small look doesn't look that big, but the bone age can't deceive people, "Release your martial arts."

Tang Wunian glanced at the middle-aged teacher faintly. He didn't know what he was going to do, but he didn't feel the malice, so he released the spirit of martial arts as he said.

The two yellow spirit rings around the thousand receivers exude a faint light, and the pitch-black body is shrouded in a layer of light, adding a bit of mystery.

"What kind of martial spirit is this?" The middle-aged teacher looked at the thousand receivers curiously. There are even martial spirits he doesn't know in the world, which is interesting.

"Can I put it away?" Tang Wunian asked, seeing the people's congress in front of him tend to study.

"Of course." The middle-aged teacher looked at Tang Wunian with bright eyes. His eyes are extremely beautiful. It's okay if you don't pay attention or he is not interested in anything, but as soon as those eyes have a bright look, they are there. His ordinary face looked very dissonant, Tang Wunian's eyes moved slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Little Wawa, how about being my disciple?" The middle-aged teacher looked at Tang Wunian. He was only nine years old and his spirit power had reached the second level. Isn't such a little monster the disciple he was looking for?

"Be your disciple?" Tang Wunian paused, then changed the subject, "but shouldn't you take off the mask?"

"..." The middle-aged teacher was taken aback, then the expression in Tang Wunian's eyes changed, "Can you tell?"

"Your eyes don't match your face." Tang Wunian said faintly. He made a box in his previous life. Of course, he can distinguish between a suitable face and an unsuitable face. Normal people have beautiful eyes and ordinary faces. There will be a sense of incongruity.

"Haha..." The middle-aged teacher laughed, as expected to be the disciple he liked, and then tore off the mask on his face, revealing a very beautiful face. Although that face is beautiful, there is nothing feminine about it. Pretentiousness can easily make people feel good, "I can teach you to cultivate martial arts. In this regard, few people in Douluo Continent can surpass me. Remember, your teacher is Xiu Nuo."

"Tang Wunian." Tang Wunian also reported his name, and then said, "Teacher, can I go now?"

"Xiao Niannian is really cruel!" Xiu Nuo held Tang Wunian with a weeping expression, "Do you know where your companion is? I'll take you with the teacher."

"..." Tang Wunian silently followed the teacher who had just come out in front of him, without speaking.

"Wonian." Dai Mubai ran over when he saw Tang Wunian from afar. His test naturally passed. You can see the envy, jealousy and hatred in the eyes of a few children who came to the test together.

"Oh, why is Xiu Nuo willing to take off the mask?" The person next to him stood up from the chair. He was not tall and looked very ordinary, but he looked very strong, and was lower than the twelve-year-old Dai Mubai. It actually gives people a majestic feeling. His broad shoulders are like city walls, and his coat can't cover his majestic muscles like steel casting. Although the expression on his face is kind, his sturdy figure is invisible. Will give people a strong pressure.

Tang Wunian learned from Dai Mubai that the person was the vice president of the college, Zao Wuji, an extremely difficult person.

Xiu Nuo gave Zao Wou-ki a blank look. If it weren't for the gang of people who wanted him to use beauty to recruit students and earn money, would he use a mask? Pushing Tang Wunian to the front, Xiunuo stared at Zao Wuji, "Remember, this is my apprentice. If you don't have eyes to bully my apprentice in the future, huh!"

As soon as the last word "hum" came out, Zao Wou-ki felt cold all over, and quickly said that he would not be bullied, but he thought in his heart how some students finally came, how could he not be good?

It just so happens that all the students graduated this year. If there are no students, then there will be only teachers left in the college. That would be boring. Fortunately, there are still students this year.

"Wu-nian, when did you apprehend your teacher?" Dai Mubai was a little worried. After all, the academy's teachers and real teachers have completely different concepts.

"Just now." Tang Wunian paused, and then said, "He is very strong, even better than Teacher Zhao."

Dai Mubai couldn't deny that there are a lot of powerhouses in this academy, and he wouldn't be surprised if another Title Douluo appears now, but the teacher didn't just recognize it, "You can't just recognize the teacher, either!"

"Boy, let's communicate well." The words that popped out between the teeth caused Dai Mubai to have a cold fight. Although Tang Wunian and Dai Mubai's voices were not loud, Xiu Nuo and Zao Wuji could still listen. When he arrived, under Zao Wuji's teasing eyes, Xiu Nuo walked over and picked up Dai Mubai and left. Tang Wunian looked at Xiu Nuo stupidly and even looked a little sturdy. The weak body silently gave Dai Mubai some wax in his heart.

Zhao Wuji smiled as he watched Xiu Nuo walking away with Dai Mubai, and turned around and said to Tang Wunian, "Since you have worshipped Xiu Nuo as a teacher, you can be considered a student of Shrek Academy, kid, I'll take you to the dormitory. "

Zao Wou-ki muttered as he walked, this year is considered a record-breaking, such a small student, the old fellow Flander can be scared to death when he comes back, haha.

It is a pity that Flander brought back a smaller one, leaving Zao Wou-ki speechless. He only said that there are monsters every year, especially this year.