A person who was at least a Soul Master was apologizing to him. Old Jack's vanity was greatly satisfied. He hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No need to apologize, no need to apologize. We're not good either. Maestro, then I'll have to trouble you with this kid. Xiao San, follow Maestro in. You must be obedient. "
Tang San nodded but didn't say anything.
Earlier, when this Maestro stopped the gatekeeper from charging at him, he had already raised his left hand, and the safety on the sleeve dart was already off. If this Maestro had been a step slower, there might have been an extra short dart in the gatekeeper's throat.
"Tang Gate's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, Rule 3: Make sure the opponent is an enemy. As long as he has a death wish, don't be merciful. Otherwise, it will only add to your troubles."
From Tang San's point of view, the gatekeeper's action against an old man like Jack, coupled with his harshness, was already a death wish. At the same time, he had absolute confidence that no one, including Old Jack, would discover that he was the one who shot the sleeve dart. Without evidence, who could accuse him of murder? Tang Gate's silent sleeve dart was extremely fast and only a shadow could be seen. How could a guy like the gatekeeper dodge it?
After Jack again warned Tang San with a few words, he left.
Maestro glanced at the gatekeeper indifferently. "This is the first time and the last. If you do it again, you don't need to stay." His voice was hoarse but calm, but there was an irrefutable feeling in it.
The gatekeeper's back was drenched in cold sweat, and he hurriedly responded and dodged to the side.
Maestro looked down at Tang San and squeezed out a smile. The muscles on his face seemed a little stiff, and the way he smiled was a little unflattering. He pulled Tang San's hand and said, "Let's go in."
Maestro's hand was soft and dry, and very comfortable to hold. It gave Tang San a sense of trust. Under his lead, Tang San finally entered the academy.
"Teacher, thank you," Tang San said to Maestro.
"Teacher? I'm not a teacher of the academy, "Maestro lowered his head and glanced at Tang San.
"Not a teacher? Didn't you say you were representing the academy? "
Maestro shook his head. He, who was usually impatient, was exceptionally tolerant today. He once again squeezed out an ugly smile. "Who says that only teachers of the academy can represent the academy?"
Tang San suddenly said, "I understand. Then you must be the academy's principal or a leader."
The Maestro couldn't help laughing and said, "You're a six-year-old child, but you're very smart. However, you guessed wrong. "
Tang San asked doubtfully, "Then you are?"
Grandmaster said: "I'm only a freeloader here, that's all. You can call me Maestro like the others. That's what everyone calls me. I've even forgotten my own name. The certificate from the Martial Soul Palace says you're called Tang San, right? Tang San, you have to understand that Maestro and teacher are very different. Don't call me wrong in the future. Unless … "
Speaking until here, his words stopped, but his eyes flashed with a burning light. "Unless you really want me to be your teacher."
"Do you want to teach me how to cultivate my spirit?" Tang San asked.
The Maestro stopped and stood facing Tang San. "Then are you willing?"
Tang San naturally stopped and looked up at the Maestro in front of him. At this time, from a close distance, and also from the bottom up, he found that Maestro's mouth was a little big, and his lips were also very thick. He didn't open his mouth. He didn't say yes or no.
The Maestro looked at Tang San's eyes that were staring at him in a daze. That stiff smile appeared again. "Okay, you really are a smart child."
There were two meanings in not opening his mouth. One was not in a hurry to refuse, so as not to offend the Maestro. The second was to use action to ask the Maestro, 'Why do I want to worship you as my teacher?'
The Maestro raised his hand and rubbed Tang San's head like Old Jack did. "Gifted, and so smart. It seems that I also have to be stubborn this time. No matter what, you're also the third person with twin spirits in this hundred years. "
Hearing Maestro's words, Tang San was startled. The way he looked at the Maestro suddenly changed. His left wrist was already quietly raised, and his eyes revealed a bewildered expression.
The Maestro looked at him calmly and said with a smile, "Aren't you very surprised? How did I know you have twin spirits?" While speaking, he shook the certificate that Old Jack had given him in his hand. "It's because of this certificate. Perhaps other people wouldn't be able to see the flaw in it. But if I couldn't see it, then I wouldn't be worthy of the two words Maestro. "
"I once investigated 647 people with Blue Silver Grass martial spirits. Among them, 16 had spirit power. The probability was less than 3%. But even among these 16 people with spirit power, none had spirit power exceeding the first rank. But you actually have innate full spirit power of the tenth rank. According to one of the ten great core competencies of martial spirits that I researched, innate spirit power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial spirit. Blue Silver Grass clearly isn't enough. Therefore, I can be certain that you should have another martial spirit. Moreover, it's an extremely formidable martial spirit. "
The expression in Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down. He refuted: "Everything has an exception. Why can't I be a special case?"
The Maestro earnestly nodded, saying: "That's right. Everything has an exception. But your martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass. Therefore, you clearly aren't an exception. In the last hundred years, the Tendou Empire and the Seonra Empire, although only two people with twin spirits have appeared, innate full spirit power have appeared nineteen. I carefully researched each and every one of their martial spirits. Not one isn't a formidable existence. The youngest one has already reached the Great Soul Master level. Apart from the fourteen people with formidable inherited martial spirits, there are five exceptions. "
"Their origins aren't noble, but they also possess innate full spirit power. And this kind of exception is the existence of variant spirits. And according to my many years of research on variant spirits, there isn't a single kind of martial spirit that can produce a variant with Blue Silver Grass. And your Blue Silver Grass martial spirit is also ordinary Blue Silver Grass. Therefore, I can be completely certain that my judgement is correct. "
"Variant spirit? What is that?" Tang San asked.
The Maestro patiently explained: "First of all, we need to talk about the problem of how martial spirits are inherited. A person's martial spirit is directly related to their parents' martial spirits. The most common situation is to inherit one's father or mother's martial spirit. This is the family-style martial spirit inheritance. And some of the exceptions are the so-called variant spirits. The source is the same as the parents' martial spirits. But because the father and mother's martial spirits have a certain degree of variation, the inheritor's martial spirit will appear to mutate and produce a new kind of martial spirit. Variant spirits can mutate and become powerful. Even innate full spirit power can appear. But the vast majority of variant spirits will only become small and weak. Variant spirits are like the product of a close relative's marriage. The probability of an idiot is very high, but there is also the possibility of someone far surpassing an ordinary person's wisdom. "
Tang San nodded. Suddenly, he took a step back, widening the distance between him and the Maestro. Immediately afterwards, he knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times to the Maestro.
This time, it was Maestro's turn to be stunned. "What are you doing?"
"Teacher." Tang San respectfully called out, "Please accept me as your disciple."
The Maestro smiled, a very satisfied smile. He bent down and pulled Tang San up. "Silly boy, why do you need to kowtow to a teacher? Don't you know that this is only the etiquette of paying respects to the emperor and parents? You only need to bow. "
The customs of the Douluo Mainland were obviously different from the situation of Tang San's first life. But Tang San didn't think that his etiquette was too much. He solemnly said: "A teacher for a day, a father for life. You should receive my kowtow. "
The Tang Gate's teaching of etiquette was very strict. When Tang San grew up with that kind of education, it had long been deeply imprinted in the depths of his heart.
The Maestro was moved as he looked at Tang San. "A teacher for a day, a father for life. Good, good. It seems that I really didn't choose wrongly." The so-called small clues reveal the general trend. The details determine success or failure. Even though this teacher and disciple pair hadn't known each other for a long time, but the Maestro already had not a small understanding of the child in front of him.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the administration office to report." The Maestro once again pulled Tang San's hand. His originally dry big hand was slightly sweaty because of excitement.
Nuoding Elementary Spirit Master Academy wasn't as big as it looked. It was mainly divided into several areas. The main school building, the sports field as well as the dormitory on the east side of the sports field.
Even though it was only an elementary Spirit Master Academy, the requirements for the students here were still very strict. Even if their home was next to the academy, the students must also live in the academy and accept unified management.
The administration office was on the first floor of the main school building. The person in charge of receiving the new students was a teacher who appeared to be more than sixty years old. There were also two young teachers under thirty years old to assist him.
The Maestro placed the certificate on the table. Saying to that elderly teacher: "Director Su, this is this year's Holy Spirit village sent a working student. I'll trouble you to help him register."
Director Su said with a face full of smiles: "Maestro, how come you've come? What a rare guest! Take a seat. "
The Maestro shook his head. Saying to Tang San: "You register yourself here. These teachers will tell you what to do. I'll go first. Later I'll come find you. "
Tang San nodded. Respectfully saying: "Goodbye teacher."
The Maestro revealed a smile. Rubbing his head, he turned around and left.
Hearing Tang San call Maestro, Director Su seemed very interested. "Young man, you call Maestro teacher? He's not our academy's teacher. "
Tang San said: "But he's my teacher."
Director Su stared blankly. "You worship Maestro as your teacher?" His expression was somewhat strange. It was an expression of wanting to laugh but holding it in.
Tang San said: "Is there something wrong? Teacher. "
Director Su shook his head again and again. Smiling, he said: "No, no. I didn't expect Maestro to also accept apprentices. However, you're still a student of this academy. Henceforth you still have to abide by the academy's rules and regulations. Do you understand? "
Tang San nodded.
The two young teachers next to Director Su didn't have his self-restraint. One of them took the Martial Soul Palace certificate and looked at it. Smiling, he said, "Tang San, right? As an academy teacher, I must remind you. You can't casually recognize a teacher. Any Soul Master, regardless of whether they graduate from the academy, can only recognize one teacher. Otherwise, they'll be rejected by the world. Do you really think Maestro is suitable? Oh, you're also a Xiantian full spirit power. Unfortunately, your spirit is Blue Silver Grass. "
Seeing the words Xiantian full spirit power on the certificate, the faces of the present teachers all revealed astonished expressions. But Blue Silver Grass made their astonishment turn into regret.
Tang San somewhat strangely looked at the three academy teachers in front of him, "What's not suitable?"
Director Su glared at the young teacher next to him, saying: "Although Maestro's temperament is a bit eccentric, from a certain point of view, he's an 'unequalled' existence in terms of spirits. In any case, your spirit is also Blue Silver Grass. Worshipping him as your teacher doesn't matter. Well, that's it. These are your things. The academy will distribute them for free. You live in the dormitory building's seventh room. The teacher in charge there will arrange your work as a working student. Go. "
"Thank you." Taking the things director Su handed over, Tang San saluted and turned to walk out of the academic affairs office.
Director Su gave him a standard Nuoding Primary Spirit Master Academy uniform. The white texture looked very clean. Just as he walked out of the office, Tang San vaguely heard the young teacher's voice from inside the office.
"Maestro is indeed 'unequalled'. But, he's only unequalled in theory. Of course, he still needs those theories of his to be able to become reality. Director, I still remember Maestro has a saying about spirit's ten great core competencies. That's simply too ridiculous. "
"Enough, Maestro is the dean's friend. Don't make presumptuous judgements. Although no one has ever proven his theories to be correct, no one has ever proven his theories to be wrong. In the Spirit World, Maestro is an illustrious and famous character. "
"That's not right, director. It should be the illustrious and famous clown. Everyone only thinks of him as a joke, that's all. "
Hearing the voices inside, Tang San's footsteps only slightly paused, then continued walking outside. The corner of his mouth revealed a trace of disdain. Of course, it was not directed at the Master he just acknowledged, but at the three teachers in the office.
Just from a simple proof they could see that he was a twin spirit, and moreover concluded that his other spirit was extremely formidable, how could it only be a joke?
Unequalled in theory? What he needed the most right now was a theory. A Master's power was unable to be passed on to the disciple. What was passed on was knowledge. These people couldn't even understand this point, they were also the academy's teachers.
There was only one dormitory building, very easy to find. The academy's students and teachers all lived here. Just like old Jack said, the number of people able to become Soul Master was very few, especially in a remote city like Nuoding. The entire academy's students and teachers were not many, one dormitory building was already completely able to bear the burden.
The students' dormitory altogether only had seven rooms. Because the Primary Spirit Master Academy's students were all relatively young, in order to better unify the management, each year's students all lived in one large dormitory. And Nuoding Primary Spirit Master Academy's students in each year were also no more than forty or so people.
The dormitory building's lower three floors housed seven large dormitories for students. Each dormitory had a teacher in charge.
Room seven was a comparatively special existence among these seven dormitories. The conditions were also the worst, specifically for working students. After all, the academy was not a charity. Although working students' tuition fees were waived, it was impossible for their treatment to be as good as that of ordinary students.
Room seven was also the only mixed age dormitory. Regardless of year, all working students lived here.
Just as Tang San arrived in front of room seven's door, he heard a clamor coming from inside. The door was open. He walked to the doorway and looked inside.
It was a spacious room with an area of nearly 300 square meters. There were a total of 50 beds in it, but there were only 11 beds with bedding. At this time, there were seven or eight children between the ages of eight and twelve who were making a ruckus.
Tang San knocked on the door. The talking children's gazes immediately turned in his direction. One of the older children looked at Tang San's patched-up clothing and walked over to him.
This child was taller than Tang San by nearly two heads. His stature for his age could already be considered relatively tall and sturdy. Walking in front of Tang San, he somewhat condescendingly looked at him and said: "New working student?"
Tang San's face revealed a trace of a benevolent smile. "Hello, I'm a working student from Holy Spirit Village."
"I'm called Wang Sheng. My spirit is War Tiger. The future War Spirit Master. I'm also the boss here. Kid, what's your name? What's your spirit? "
"I'm called Tang San. My spirit is Blue Silver Grass."
"Blue Silver Grass? Since when can a Blue Silver Grass spirit also cultivate? " Wang Sheng put on an extremely shocked appearance. The majority of the children in the dormitory burst into laughter. Looking at Tang San's eyes, it was like looking at an idiot.
Tang San still had a smile on his face. "Please move aside okay?"
Wang Sheng did not pay attention to Tang San's words. "Little San, I'm the boss here. In the future you must listen to me. Do you understand?"
The smile on Tang San's face gradually disappeared. "I'm called Tang San, not little San." The elders affectionately called him little San. He did not care. Even if it was a kind title, it was nothing. But this so-called boss in front of him clearly wanted to give him a show of strength.
Wang Sheng raised his hand and pushed Tang San's shoulder, pushing him back several steps. "I'll call you little San. What's wrong? Not convinced? "
Tang San smiled. Gently shaking his head, he put the school uniform in his hand on the nearby bed. Just when Wang Sheng was a little puzzled about what he was doing, suddenly, he discovered that Tang San in front of him had disappeared.
The other students clearly saw Tang San take a step at an extremely fast speed. Unexpectedly, he had already arrived behind Wang Sheng. Without turning his head, he bent his right arm and elbowed Wang Sheng in the waist. At the same time, his right foot also just happened to stay in front of Wang Sheng's right foot.
Wang Sheng did not even have time to react. His whole body had already tumbled out of the dormitory door. Fortunately, his lower body strength was good. Unexpectedly, he did not fall down. Otherwise, he would have ended up like a dog eating shit.
"Stinking brat, you dare hit me?" Wang Sheng was furious. Turning around, like a fierce tiger coming down a mountain, he pounced towards Tang San.
Tang San hoped that in the future at the academy, he would not encounter too many troubles. At least, he would not have his normal life disturbed. Therefore, he definitely believed that he should teach this' boss' in front of him a lesson. This was the so-called killing the chicken to warn the monkey.
Seeing Wang Sheng pouncing towards him with a fist aimed at his chest, Tang San did not retreat. Instead, he advanced, taking a step towards Wang Sheng. His step just happened to step in front of Wang Sheng. At the same time, his left hand led and his right hand pulled. He completed a simple yet effective movement.
Wang Sheng only felt as if his right fist was being pulled by a special force. Unexpectedly, it changed direction. At the same time, a strong force came from Tang San's right hand. His feet just happened to trip, and his body was suddenly sent flying again. This time, the balance was not so easy to grasp. The simple movement of Tang San's hands was already using the Tang Gate's unique skill, the Controlling Crane Catching Dragon. Drawing on Wang Sheng's own strength, and adding his own strength, Wang Sheng suddenly fell onto a bed with a thud.
If the first time could be said to be a coincidence, then, throwing Wang Sheng twice in a row was clearly not so simple. The other children looked at Tang San in a different light.
A low roar that clearly should not have come from a child's mouth rose from Wang Sheng's throat. Indistinctly, a layer of faint yellow light could be seen rising from his body. His body instantly sprang up from the bed. Whether it was speed or strength, it was clearly incomparable to before.
Martial spirit. He used the power of his martial spirit. This thought flashed through Tang San's mind like a spark from a flint.
But, so what if it was a martial spirit?
Seeing Wang Sheng's hands reaching for his shoulders, Tang San also raised his own hands. Similarly forming a claw, he met Wang Sheng's hands. The tips of both feet turned inward at the same time. Knees slightly bent, he assumed the standard horse stance of a sheep clamping on a horse.
Four hands met. If just now it could be said to be a display of skill, then now it had completely become a contest of strength. Two pairs of hands of different sizes had already grabbed each other.
Wang Sheng was clearly enraged by Tang San, his face revealing a trace of malevolence. Right now, he had already used his spirit, Battle Tiger's Strength. Although he also knew he couldn't truly injure Tang San, he at least had to rely on his strength to press this little rascal who had made him lose face to the ground.
Exerting strength with his tiger claws, Wang Sheng had every reason to believe that relying on his strength ranked in the top five of the students, suppressing this brat in front of him should be an easy matter.
But, was it really like this?
Although Tang San was small and skinny, he could even swing the forging hammer a thousand times a day, how could his strength be ordinary?
At the same time as Wang Sheng exerted strength, he clearly felt that pair of hands that were clearly several sizes smaller than his own were unexpectedly as hard as steel. In practically a split second, his strength obtained an overwhelming victory. Tang San simultaneously exerted strength with both thumbs. Wang Sheng only felt the web between his thumb and forefinger go numb. His spirit power was completely suppressed by the opponent. Immediately afterwards, Tang San grabbed his hand and leapt backwards.
Wang Sheng was originally diving down from the air, and Tang San's leaping backwards immediately caused him to lose his balance. He saw Tang San's knee enlarging in front of him, and in his heart immediately cried out 'not good'.
Tang San's knee was aimed at his nose. Wang Sheng knew, even if he didn't take into account Tang San's strength, with just his own body weight smashing down like this, perhaps the bridge of his nose would be broken. In this split second, he couldn't help but feel some regret in his heart.
But just when it looked like he could seriously injure his opponent, Tang San's hands suddenly loosened. In terms of strength, he held the initiative, and naturally could retreat as he said. At the same time, his bent right knee deeply opened, changing into a right foot kick at Wang Sheng's chest.
This was a flick of the leg. The distance of the force wasn't long, but the instantaneous burst of strength was absolutely not weak. Even if Tang San converted more of the strength of the kick into a kick, it was still the same.
The students in the dormitory watched as Wang Hao's body uncontrollably made a difficult backflip in the air. With a peng sound, his entire body was already sprawled on the ground.
Although Tang Gate was famous for their hidden weapons, in reality, Tang Gate's grappling technique was also extremely formidable. It was only because the halo of hidden weapons was too dazzling that it was covered up. Controlling Crane Catching Dragon wasn't just a method to circulate strength, at the same time it was also an extremely tyrannical grappling technique. Among them, the method of dislocating tendons and dislocating bones was extremely vicious. Of course, Tang San wouldn't use it in this kind of situation.
This time, Wang Sheng's fall wasn't light, and he struggled for a long time before crawling up from the ground. Looking at Tang San, the expression in his eyes had already become one of alarm and anger. No matter what was said, he was still only a twelve year old child. Facing someone stronger than him, his fear was still greater than his impulse.
Tang San picked up his school uniform, "Now can you get out of the way?"
Seeing Tang San walk towards him, Wang Sheng subconsciously got out of the way. Tang San found a bed not far from the door, and placed his school uniform on it.
"Little, oh, no, Tang San, just now you used a spirit ability?" Wang Sheng asked probingly.
"Spirit ability?" This wasn't the first time Tang San had heard of this term, "What's a spirit ability?"
Wang Sheng scratched his head, saying: "It's a technique that relies on your spirit. But, is your spirit really Blue Silver Grass? "
Raising his right hand, a faint blue light gushed out from his palm. Tang San used his actions to tell the students in the dormitory that he wasn't lying.
Hearing the two words spirit ability, although the other students were intimidated by Tang San's ferocity, they still surrounded him. "Was that really a spirit ability? So powerful, even big brother Wang Sheng wasn't his match. "
Tang San shook his head, "That wasn't a spirit ability, only a kind of fighting technique, that's all. Don't we have bedding here? "
A student not much older than Tang San had a gloomy expression in his eyes, "We're only working students, originally the tuition fee was waived, where would we get bedding ah! We brought all of these from home as well. How about, you use mine first. "
Tang San waved his hand, saying: "No need, thank you. I'll think of a way myself. "
Wang Sheng walked over in front of Tang San, "Why did you show mercy just now?" He had also studied at Nuoding Primary Spirit Master Academy for five years, if he couldn't even see that Tang San had pulled back his knee and changed it to a kick to avoid serious injury, then he would have studied for nothing.
Tang San indifferently said: "We're classmates, not enemies."
A complex light flashed in Wang Sheng's eyes, "I'm sorry for just now. Every working student who came here had to deal with this. We working students are originally looked down upon by the other students, therefore, we must unite. I only hope that you, the newcomer, can unite with us … … "
Tang San smiled, saying: "So, you wanted to show me your strength?"
Wang Sheng blushed, revealing a somewhat simple and honest smile, "It was you who showed me your strength. However, you really are ferocious. You should have just reached six years old. "
Tang San nodded.
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