Douluo: This Tang San is different.

Chapter 32
"That's all I want to say, I hope you can listen to my advice from an ordinary student, Master."

After finishing speaking, Tang San said politely, "Then, Xiao Wu and I will enter the academy first. We are still quite busy. See you next time, Master Jade."

Obviously Tang San was very polite, but how could Yu Xiaogang fail to hear the ridicule and sarcasm of the last sentence "Master Yu"?
What's more, Xiao Wu turned around and made a mocking face at him.

This time, Tang San didn't stop him.

Looking at the back of Tang San and Xiao Wu walking into Notting College, Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth: "Okay, these two brats dare to mock me! I really don't know what to say!"

But no matter how much anger there is in his heart, Yu Xiaogang can only hold it back. If he goes to Dean Nuoding and expels these two geniuses because of this, he will probably become famous again.

"Wait for me!"

Yu Xiaogang is about to leave Notting College and join his former friend, Flender.

Although he had been hiding here over the years, he had also exchanged letters with Flender, and learned that his friend had established a Shrek Academy that only accepted monsters.

Well, go there yourself.

According to Flender, there are three gifted students in the academy, one is the prince of the Star Luo Empire, the other is a lucky mutant of the martial soul, the martial soul is the evil fire phoenix, and the third is the sausage martial soul with innate full soul power.

Prince Xingluo, he can't accept it. The family competition in the Star Luo Empire is too fierce. If one can't handle it well, he has to join in; Wuhun is the child of the evil fire phoenix, and he has been accepted as a personal disciple by Flender. It is impossible for him. Come over; then, only the food-type soul master whose martial soul is a sausage is left with full soul power.

This child is about seven or eight years old this year, which is one or two years older than Tang San and Xiao Wu. Just right, he can become his direct disciple.

"Tang San, since you want to become an auxiliary soul master, then I will also train an auxiliary soul master, and even give his sausage a powerful combat ability!"

Yu Xiaogang understood that with Tang San's current talent, he would definitely participate in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition in the future. At that time, his own disciple, a food-type soul master whose martial soul was a sausage, would be able to erupt a powerful Attack ability, presumably can slap Tang San and Xiao Wu in the face severely.

These two people really made him angry.

Coupled with the humiliation received these years, being stimulated by Tang San, it was completely ignited, burning blazingly, unable to be extinguished.

All in all, it just took a while...

So, Yu Xiaogang returned to his private courtyard, packed up his research materials, put them all into the storage soul guide, leaving nothing behind, and then went to find the dean of Notting College , asked him to resign.

At least, he has lived with this friend for so many years and needs to say hello and cannot leave without saying a word.

That's so rude.

He still has a little face.

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang insisted on leaving, Dean Nuoding held back a few words and made a few polite remarks, then fulfilled his wish and sent him away from the academy.

He, the dean of Notting College, has the final say. He has to consider the attitudes of other teachers, and Yu Xiaogang has been decadent over the years, and has never held a public class at the school. It is indeed a bit dishonest.

Now that he was leaving, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, Yu Xiaogang left Notting City, as if not many people knew exactly when he came, and when he left, not many people knew exactly when he left.

When the teachers at Notting College learned about this incident, they sighed a little and didn't say anything sarcastic. After all, everyone had left, so it would be meaningless to say it.

They used to gossip behind each other's back. At the beginning, they actually hoped that Yu Xiaogang would be able to realize his shame and become brave. At least he would be a great soul master and teach the students in the academy and give a few lectures. That would be okay, right?

Who knows, it has been silent.

Now that they are gone, they don't have much thought to discuss. At most, they can chat for a few words after dinner.

After all, they each have their own work and life, and they don’t have that much time to mock a guy who is almost 50 years old and is still a great soul master...
the other side.

Tang San found Mo Hen's office and asked for leave, hoping that he would be able to arrange his own time for the next six years.

"Tang San, are you going to stay at Notting College for six years?" Mo Hen asked curiously, "It's not that the teachers want to drive you away quickly, but because they are afraid that your talent will be wasted. As late as the fourth grade, you can get the second spirit ring, and at that time, we really can't teach you." "Don't worry, Teacher Mo, I have arrangements for my cultivation." Tang San was somewhat responsible for Mo Hen. Touched, he persuaded Teacher Mohen not to worry about him, "Besides, I also have research on Wuhun cultivation, and I am going to publish my own opinion on Wuhun research in "Wuhun News" recently."

"Oh? Tang San, have you also done research on martial arts?" Mo Hen was surprised, "What is the content?"

"Secret." Tang San gave it a try, "When the "Martial Soul Newspaper" publishes it later, Teacher Mo, you can see it."

"Okay, then the teacher is looking forward to your article." Mo Hen touched Tang San's head, the more he looked at this child, the more he liked him, although he was young and mature, he still had the vivaciousness that this age group should have, which is really amazing.

After leaving the office, Tang San went to the library to sort out the content to be published.

Considering that he is only six years old this year, some more advanced speculative theories must never be released, so he can only pick some sesame seeds. After all, one step ahead is a genius, and many steps ahead is a madman.

Tang San felt that if he wanted to be a "madman", at least he had to become a Titled Douluo.

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed quietly.

Tang San's daily life is also regular. In addition to practicing Xuantian Kungfu, Ziji Demon Eye, Xuanyu Hand, Controlling Cranes and Dragons, and Ghost Shadow Mistracking, he also exercises his control over his soul power by climbing trees, and tries to see if he can control his soul power. The weak spiritual strength tempered by cultivating Ziji Demon Eyes is compatible with his own blood energy and soul power.

In the rest of the time, apart from finding a blacksmith shop to strike iron, exercising my body with the random cloak hammering technique, and understanding the laws of vibration, I spent the rest of the time running back and forth between the library of Wuhun Palace and the library of Notting College.

In addition, I occasionally chatted with Wang Sheng and others.

After Wang Sheng knew about Tang San's daily schedule, he realized how hard Tang San had worked—every day was full of schedules, except for sleeping, eating, and going to the bathroom, he hardly had any free time.

Therefore, he, who yearned to become a soul master, also took the initiative to join Tang San's small group.

He also knew that there was a gap between his martial soul talent and Tang San, Xiao Wu and others, it was impossible to stay there forever, and he was already in sixth grade and would graduate next year, so he needed to find a way out for himself.

However, if he could stay with Tang San for a while, he could also learn more useful things.

"Wang Sheng, you will graduate next year, right?" Tang San asked Wang Sheng about his graduation while eating.

"Well, third brother, my soul power has already reached level nine, and it is estimated that I can break through to level ten before the new year. In Notting College, my talent is considered acceptable." Wang Sheng said.

Regarding this, Tang San also understood that for most ordinary soul masters, being able to cultivate their soul power to the tenth level at the age of 12, owning a soul ring, and becoming a soul master is very good.

If one can become a great soul master before the age of 12, even if it is only level 21, he is still a rare genius.

At least in this Douyi era, that is the case.

"Well, you have helped me a lot in the past month and a half. When you reach level ten, I will take you to hunt soul beasts, and I will choose a century-old soul ring for you."

These days, Tang San has seen Wang Sheng's efforts, and he has indeed helped a lot, taking him to hunt spirit beasts is considered repayment.

"Thank you third brother." Wang Sheng was very excited.

As a commoner, even if he has reached the tenth level, he is alone, without power, and cannot get a warrant to enter the Hunting Soul Forest. He can only ask the teachers in the academy to lead him.

The teachers in the academy will lead the students to hunt soul beasts after they reach level ten, but the teachers in the academy will most likely only arrange for him a white ten-year soul ring.

But now, Tang San actually promised to find him a century-old soul beast, how could he not be happy?
Moreover, Tang San also conducted great research on martial soul cultivation. His first soul ring was chosen by himself. The soul skill: Endless Recovery is extremely powerful. It seems to be just a recovery-type auxiliary soul skill. But he can use it to achieve effects that even the control system can't match. It's simply amazing.

Presumably he will help himself find a soul beast suitable for his tiger martial soul.

　Yu Xiaogang went offline.

　　Wang Sheng is online.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)