Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

in Notting City.

After inquiring all the way.

Old Jack and Tang San already knew that the exact location of the Nuoding Elementary Spirit Master Academy was located in the west of Notting City.

The two were rushing to the west of the city.

On the way, Old Jack informed Tang San.

The reason why he was able to go to Notting College was because there was a place for working students in the Holy Spirit Village.

And this place was given to Tang San by the Holy Spirit Village.

With the number of working-study students, Tang San can be exempted from tuition and accommodation fees when he goes to school at Notting College. He only needs to do some work in the college to the best of his ability.

Later, Old Jack expressed his ardent expectations for Tang San:

"Little San, I hope that after you become a Soul Master, you can help the villagers of the Holy Soul Village to the best of your ability. At that time, the Holy Soul Village will also be proud of you."

"Well, I will, Grandpa Jack."

Tang San nodded lightly when he heard the words, as for what he thought in his heart, it was unknown.

The two walked and chatted.

From Old Jack's mouth, Tang San learned something about the relationship between all levels of spirit master academies, commoners and nobles.

Knowing the importance of the ruling class aristocracy gave him a sense of yearning and identification with the aristocratic class.

After half an hour.

Finally, Old Jack and Tang San arrived at their destination.

In the distance, they saw a tall arch that was 20 meters wide and 10 meters high, repaired from hard rock.

In the center of the tall arch, the four characters "Notting College" are engraved.

Under the arches, there are two dark iron gates.

Tang San has practiced Tang Sect's inner sect's unique skills, the method of eye training, Zi Ji Demon Eye.

His eyesight was excellent, and he recognized at a glance that the iron gate was made of high-quality fine iron.

Tang San subconsciously touched the sleeve arrow hanging on his left wrist, thinking to himself:

"If you can have so much fine iron, and then temper it all into iron fine, at least you can make hundreds of hidden arrows?!"

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Just when Old Jack and Tang San stood in front of the door of Notting College, they were stunned.

not far away.

In an invisible shadow.

There are two eyes looking at them with interest.

These two lines of sight came from Ye Qifeng and Gui Mei.

After entering Notting City.

Ye Qifeng, with a ghost, first went to the branch hall of Wuhun Temple, which is located in the center of Notting City.

From the hand of the bishop Matthew Nuo, who is stationed in the branch hall of the Wuhun Hall of Notting City.

Obtained a document about the awakening of martial spirits of all school-age children in Notting City this year.

A detailed map of the Notting City Territory.

And a catalog of all the soul beasts raised in the Soul Hunting Forest near Notting City.

It is worth mentioning that.

Ye Qifeng also saw the Master Su Yuntao who was evaluated as a Blind Douluo by the Key Immortals on the Blue Star.

From Su Yuntao's mouth, he also inquired about the exact location of the waterfall with a height difference of about 100 meters near the Holy Spirit Village.

After getting what you want.

With a ghost, Ye Qifeng came to the front of Notting College in a step-by-step manner.

They came a few minutes earlier than Old Jack and Tang San.

The shadow that Ye Qifeng and the ghost are in at this time is actually the shadow world created by Ye Qifeng's third soul skill, the shadow world.

The ghost stood in the shadows, terrified.

What he did not expect was that the Holy Son's third spirit ability was even stronger than his ghostly mist's concealment ability, and he could even erase all aura.

"His Royal Highness, are we here...?"

Ye Qifeng's gaze has been on the six-year-old boy in patch not far away.

Usually a stuffy gourd, the silent ghost saw this, and finally couldn't help asking the question in his heart.

It is indeed the many recent actions of His Highness the Holy Son, and he can't understand it.

Ye Qifeng smiled slightly, thinking that there are times when ghosts can't hold back.

He didn't answer Ghost in the first place.

Instead, he took out the information on the awakening of martial spirits of all school-age children in Notting City this year, which was obtained from Matthew Nuo, turned to one of the pages, and handed it to the ghost:

"Elder Ghost, take a look."

Gui Mei took it in stunned and took a few serious glances. Suddenly, his eyes froze and his brows furrowed. After a while, he said in a low voice:

"His Royal Highness, there is something wrong with this information!"

"Oh? What do you say?"

Ye Qifeng asked knowingly.

Ghost explained:

"As we all know, the Blue Silver Grass is a typical waste spirit, and it is impossible for someone who awakens the Blue Silver Grass to possess the innate aptitude full of soul power, unless... unless the spirit he awakens is not Blue Silver. Grass, but the Blue Silver Emperor."

"Blue Silver Emperor?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Mei was stunned for a moment, then took a serious look at the information in his hand, "Tang San? Is your surname Tang?"

Seemingly remembering something, the ghost suddenly raised his head, his gaze turned to Tang San, his body was cold.

Fortunately, there is the dark world of Ye Qifeng blocking it, otherwise it is very likely that Tang Hao, who is also in the dark, will find out.

Ye Qifeng laughed:

"It seems that the ghost elders have understood."

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In front of Notting College.

"Hey, what are you two doing? Don't stand here, blocking the door! Country people, don't you understand the rules?"

At this time, there was a young man's scolding sound next to him, and the voice contained a trace of displeasure.

Tang San frowned and turned to look.

But I saw a young man dressed in brighter clothes than Old Jack, with a slightly arrogant expression, walking out of the guard room next to the entrance of Notting College.

Obviously, this young man is the porter responsible for guarding the gate of Notting College.

"Sorry, little brother, it's our first time here and I don't understand the rules, please forgive me."

Old Jack hurriedly smiled and then explained his purpose:

"We are from Holy Soul Village. This child is a working student in our village. He is reporting today."

After speaking, Old Jack took out Tang San's Spirit Master certificate from his arms and handed it to the concierge.

The concierge glanced at Tang San while taking the spirit master certificate.

Seeing Tang San's shabby clothes and patches all over his body, the doorman frowned and said rudely:

"It's this kid? Why so sloppy? There are still such poor children these days?"

"Now that there is the Pan-Continent Business Alliance in the Wuhun Temple, it is much easier to buy and sell. Even in the countryside, as long as you are a little diligent, you can earn some living expenses, and you won't be dressed so tattered, right?"

"Is it because the parents are gone, or the parents are not working?"

"What did you say?"

Hearing that the concierge actually said that his parents were dead and that he still didn't do anything, this was a blatant insult, Tang San immediately roared violently.

His father is the person he respects the most and brings him the love of his father, which is the greatest warmth in his heart.

Although he has never seen his mother, he is not something you can slander as a small concierge.

The word "parents" is Tang San's inverse scale, no one is allowed to say accusations, otherwise you will have the way to death.

The concierge was startled by the sudden anger, and could not help but take a half step back.

Looking along the voice, I found that the sloppy boy in front of him was shouting angrily, but he saw that his dark face was slightly twisted, and he was glaring at himself.

The concierge pulled back the back footsteps, calmed down, and ignored Tang San's glare, he didn't even bother with a little kid.

He frowned and turned to Old Jack:

"What? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Cough, Xiaosan's family is in a special situation. He has no mother, and his father is a blacksmith, um... He usually likes to drink a little wine."

Old Jack coughed, smiled shyly, told the reason euphemistically, and pulled Tang San gently, signaling him not to be impulsive.

The concierge immediately reacted when he heard the words, and then he smiled disdainfully, and sneered with a yin and yang peculiarity along the way:

"Hehe, I'll just say, it turns out that there is a delicious and lazy wine ****."

Then he lowered his head and glanced up and down the soul master certificate:

"Martial soul Blue Silver Grass, innately full of soul power? Are you kidding me? When will a waste martial soul like Blue Silver Grass awaken innately full of soul power? Hmph, it's fake, right?"

The concierge glanced back and forth at Old Jack and Tang San, and finally focused on Tang San, sarcastically saying:

"Hehe, boy, even if you want a grass chicken to fly to the branches and become a phoenix, you have to weigh yourself up and know how much you have. With a fake soul master certificate, who are you trying to fool? Your father never taught you how to be a human being. To be honest?"

Hearing the concierge speak sarcastically.

According to the fifth article of the general outline of Xuantianbaolu:

All Tang Sect disciples should not easily provoke right and wrong, but if there is an active offender, I promise to retaliate with thunder.

The concierge made rude remarks, insulted his parents first, and slandered himself for forging a soul master certificate. He was an active offender, and promised to return it with thunder.

Tang San couldn't bear it any longer.

Under his anger, he threw away Old Jack's hand, the ghost shadow wandered a step, and his thin body came to the doorman in the blink of an eye.

He then used the technique of controlling the crane and capturing the dragon, clasping the doorman's wrist with one hand, slamming the lower abdomen with the other, and at the same time sticking out one foot to catch the doorman's heel.

Under the force of the three places, the concierge who was caught off guard immediately slammed and threw a big butt pier on all fours.

"Little San, you..."

Old Jack originally wanted to explain to the porter, but was stopped by Tang San's sudden action, and he was a little stunned.

"Little brat, you are courting death."

Unsuspectingly, he was suddenly smashed on the buttocks. Everyone has a temper. The doorman immediately got up from the ground and roared, trying to catch Tang San and beat him hard.

What the porter didn't know, however, was that the moment he got up, he was already on the brink of death.

Because Tang San's left hand was already raised, aiming at his throat.

The sleeve arrow on the wrist, the insurance has been secretly opened.

If no one stops him, in the next second, a short arrow will appear on the porter's throat, and he will die.

According to the general outline of Xuantianbaolu, Article 3 stipulates:

Make sure that the opponent is the enemy, as long as he has the way to kill, don't be merciful, otherwise it will only add trouble to yourself.

Tang San had already determined that the concierge insulting his parents and slandering himself were vitriolic and his own enemies.

For the enemy, there is already a way to kill, and he has always followed it to the end.

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