People are in Douluo, there is no soul ring

Chapter 10 I Was Disliked By Yu Xiaogang

"Hotels are not affordable for poor people like us." Old Jack shook his head with a wry smile on his face, "Little San, you must live up to your expectations. When Grandpa sees you next time, I hope you have become a soul master." .At that time, you will be able to go to the Wuhun Hall to receive subsidies every month. When you have money, you and your father will not have to live as hard as before."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Lin Manshan again, "Xiao Wu, you have to work hard."

"I know, Grandpa." Lin Manshan nodded quickly.

Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy is located in the west of Notting City, and Old Jack only knew the general direction. After asking passers-by several times, the three finally came to the main entrance of the academy.

From a distance, a huge arch built of rocks with a width of 20 meters and a height of more than ten meters stands majestically. Below are two iron gates made of fine iron, which are black and shiny, showing their majesty.

Looking in through the gap between the iron gates, the internal avenue is wide, the winding path is secluded, and the trees on both sides are lush. Looking up, you can vaguely see a few delicate roofs.

On the rock in the middle of the top of the arch, there are four gold-dyed characters engraved, "Notting College."

"What are you doing? Is this a place where you country people can come?" Before the three of them approached, a young man in standard clothes in front of the door shouted with disgust.

Old Jack hurriedly walked forward with a smile, and took out the Wuhundian certificate he had prepared as he walked, "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. These two children are work-study students sent by our village this year." Students. Look, what procedures do they need to go through to enter the academy?"

"Two?" The young man frowned suddenly, and then he laughed a little slyly, "Can the grass nest give birth to golden phoenixes? Or two? The college hasn't had a work-study student for many years, you can't be fakes Bar?"

Lin Manshan and Tang San all frowned slightly, a trace of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still held back.

"This little brother, how can the certificate issued by the deacon Su Yuntao of the Wuhun Palace be fake?" He said, and handed the certificate forward with a smile.

Hearing the words of Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Wuhun Palace, the young man's face obviously changed a little. He took the certificate and looked at the top one, and immediately turned angry, "Wuhun Blue Silver Grass, born with full soul power! It's just slippery!" Big joke in the world, old man, even if you make it up, you can’t make it up like this, can you?”

"I have been working as a concierge in the academy for four years, and I have never heard of a student who is born with full soul power."

"Furthermore, Lan Yincao is a waste martial soul recognized by the mainland, how could it be possible to awaken the innate full soul power?"

"Falsifying the certificate of Wuhun Temple is a felony, old guy, I think you don't want to live anymore."

"You..." No matter how good-tempered Old Jack is, he couldn't hold back his face at this moment, and immediately said angrily: "You, you are deliberately making things difficult. Brat, you wait for me, I will go to the Hall of Spirits to find Su Yuntao The deacon came to confront him face to face. Deacon Su Yuntao said at the time that he would invite my Xiao Wu to join the Wuhun Palace. I did not agree because Xiao Wu was young. I will invite him right now. He will definitely be willing to help. Xiao San, Xiao Wu, let's go." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the city.

"." The young man was stunned for a moment, subconsciously opened the first certificate and looked at the second certificate, Lin Manshan, Wuhun hatchet, innate soul power level three.

Compared to Tang San's innate blue silver grass martial soul with full soul power, Lin Manshan's martial soul was obviously much more normal.

This can't be true, can it?
The young man felt a little flustered in his heart.

Naturally, no one dared to forge the identity certificate issued by Wuhundian, but Tang San's Wuhun information was too exaggerated, so he felt that the country old man in front of him was taking risks because he didn't understand.

Of course, he doesn't need to worry about these, anyway, the tutor who sends the child inside will check the information again.The reason why he scolded at the first time was also to frighten people and get some benefits.

In the past, the parents who sent the new students over would be more or less concerned, especially the civilian families.

But the old guy in front of him was so stupid, he didn't play cards according to the routine at all, he only handed over the certificate but not the money.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have even glanced at the information on the first certificate, and there would be no subsequent events.Two children with soul power, if it is true...

Wasn't this being pushed to the Wuhun Hall by his own hands?If the dean knows, will there be good fruit for him?
Thinking of this, he trembled all over, and immediately raised his feet and stretched out his hands to shout.

"Old man, please stay still." A slightly hoarse shout suddenly came from not far away.

"It's over!" The young man turned his head to see the person coming, and his heart went numb. This person is a good friend of the dean. If he stabbed the dean with today's incident, I would be finished. Thinking of this, he hurried to the door Before him, he nodded and bowed, with a flattering expression on his face, "Master, you are back."

As long as Yu Xiaogang can persuade people to go in and doesn't complain to the dean, he will be fine.

The three of Lin Manshan had also turned around at this time, and looking around, they saw a middle-aged man who appeared to be about 50 years old, with a medium build, carrying one hand on his back, short hair, ordinary appearance, and lazy facial features. decadent atmosphere.

"This is Yu Xiaogang?" Lin Manshan looked up and down, "With this appearance, how did Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong fall in love with it at the beginning, and they still can't forget it after decades of seeing each other? Do girls like the melancholy uncle type?"

Yu Xiaogang, who walked up to the three of them, glanced lightly at the young man who had come to his side, and slowly stretched out his hand. Seeing this, the young man bowed quickly and put the two certificates in Yu Xiaogang's hand.Looking down at Tang San's message, Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up immediately.But when he uncovered the first certificate and looked at the second one, his eyes suddenly dimmed, even showing a hint of disdain.

Lin Manshan, who was always paying attention to Yu Xiaogang, could clearly see that Yu Xiaogang's brows were wrinkled, and his lip muscles shrank slightly. As a senior social animal who had been severely beaten by the society and knew a little about the world, he understood it at a glance.

It's an expression of disgust.

"Half level of innate soul power, look down on my third level of innate soul power? There are no waste martial arts, only soul masters who can't cultivate. They say that talent is not important, but in their hearts they only want to teach students with high talents. In Nuoding The college has been eating and drinking for so many years, none of the civilian students have been taught, and they have not attended class once, and they talk about proving themselves every day. Why have I not seen you teach any commoner soul master to become a talent in so many years, and promote your ideas on the mainland? What about your prestige? Why haven’t you seen you succeed in cultivating your Luo Sanpao martial soul? It’s still level 29 even after dozens of years!?”

"Everyone scolds double standards, everyone is double standards, but your double standards are definitely a sudden rise."

While spitting out inwardly, Lin Manshan withdrew his gaze.

"Who are you Tang San?"

Yu Xiaogang raised his head calmly.

"It's me." Tang San took a step forward, and said without humility.

(End of this chapter)