Lan Xue of Douluo mainland

Old Jack quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. This child is a work-study student sent by our village this year. Look, what procedures do we need to go through?"

The concierge frowned, and said with a bit of yin and yang, "Can Caowo still produce golden phoenixes? There are people in a small village who have soul power? The college has not had a part-time student for many years. You are not fakes, are you?"

A flash of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed his anger and took out the certificate issued by Su Yuntao, the deacon of Wuhun Temple last time, and handed it to the concierge.

The concierge took the certificate and looked up and down, "Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass? Also innately full of soul power? It's funny, this is really a joke in the world. I have been a concierge in the academy for four years, and I haven't heard of any A student who is born full of soul power, this kid's martial soul is blue silver grass, can he still be full of soul power? I think this certificate from the Spirit Hall must have been forged by you."

"You..." No matter how good-tempered Jack was, he couldn't bear it anymore, "You're making things difficult on purpose. Okay, wait, I'll go to the deacon of the Wuhun branch hall. Little San, let's go With that said, Jack led Tang San around and walked towards the city.

Naturally, the certificate of the Martial Soul Division could not be false, and the concierge knew about it, but the people who came to see off the new students were generally a little bit more interested, especially commoner families.The so-called Hades is easy, but the imp is hard to deal with.

Old Jack was born in a village. Even though he was a village head, he didn't know these things.

The concierge felt somewhat uneasy, if people from Wuhundian really came, he would not be able to afford it. Of course, he also believed that people from Wuhundian would never come to the academy to question these two bumpkins.

Depressed in my heart, the words in my mouth naturally didn't sound good, "Returning to the Holy Soul Village, I think the Beggar's Village is not bad."

"What did you say?" Old Jack turned around abruptly. The porter's words touched his heart the most. Back then, he was able to turn against Tang Hao because of this, but now the porter was from outside the village, which made him unbearable. .After a few steps, he came back and glared at the concierge.

The concierge was startled by the menacing old Jack, and couldn't help taking a step back, but he quickly reacted and cursed himself in his heart, isn't he just an old man, what's so scary.

"Why? I'm not convinced. I said you came from a beggar's village. Is it wrong? Look at this little poor guy, his clothes are covered in patches. In my opinion, you should find a place to beg. We, Nuoding Academy is not a good hall. Get out, get out."

While speaking, the porter raised his left hand and pushed it towards Jack's chest, about to drive them away.

Just when old Jack was furious, suddenly, there was a thin figure between the two of them. He also raised his left arm, and his delicate little hand barely reached the doorman's hand. Pushing away with his left hand, at the same time, the thin figure quickly took a step forward with his right foot, the sole of his foot was just behind the porter's left foot, and at the same time his right hand was raised, and together with his left hand, he clamped the porter's hand and moved down.

Originally, this palm was supposed to cut at the crook of the opponent's left arm, preventing him from exerting force, but the person who cast it was really short, so he could only hold the gatekeeper's wrist. His movements were extremely fast, and his body moved forward at the same time. Tan, both hands pushed forward while shaking off the porter's left hand.Just push it against the porter's belly.

There was an extra foot behind the porter's left foot. Although that foot was not big, it was enough to accomplish his due effect. The lower abdomen was stressed, and his feet were stirred. Hearing a common sound, the porter had already sat down on the ground.

"Little San, you..." Jack stared dumbfounded at the person standing in front of him.

It was Tang San who made the move. The stance he used wasn't even the unique technique of the Tang Sect, it was just the simplest stance in his original world, pushing the window and looking at the moon. Deformed.Not only was he unable to cut the opponent's arm, but the hand that should have been pushing on the opponent's chest was also pushed on the lower abdomen. Of course, the result was the same.

Although Tang San's people are not big, their strength is definitely not small.These months of hammering were not in vain, even without using Xuantian Kungfu, they still knocked down the porter in one fell swoop.

"Stinky boy, you are looking for death." How shameful it is to be pushed down by a child, the gatekeeper got up from the ground in a rage, and was about to rush towards Tang San.

"Okay, stop." At this moment, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded, stopping the porter from moving.

The concierge was stunned for a moment, and then the anger on his face suddenly turned into flattery, the change was unimaginable, and he nodded and bowed to the visitor: "Master, you are back."

Tang San turned his head to look, and there was a man of medium build, slightly on the thin side who did not know when he had come to them.It seems that this person is about 50 to [-] years old, with short black hair parted in threes and sevens, and his appearance is very ordinary, with his hands behind his back, but there is a special temperament on his body, and there is a bit of laziness and decadence between his eyes.

The 'Master' just glanced sideways at the porter, ignored him, and said to Old Jack: "Old man, can you show me the certificate of Wuhundian?"

After all, Old Jack was born as the village head, so he was good at observing words and deeds. From the expression on the porter's face, it could be seen that the middle-aged man in front of him had a high status in the academy, not to mention that he had the title of master there.He hurriedly handed over the certificate in his hand.

The master looked at the proof, then shifted his eyes to Tang San, looked him up and down, for some reason, although the master's gaze was not sharp, Tang San felt as though he was being looked at.

"It's proven to be true, old sir. I apologize to you on behalf of the academy for what happened just now. Leave this child to me."