Douluo: Soul Shadow King

Tang San was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and looked back. A middle-aged man who looked about 40 or 50 years old came behind him.

He looked very ordinary, with thick lips, a crew cut, and thick stubble on his face. He looked a little decadent and lazy.

Seeing the person coming, the doorman quickly put down his raised hand. The angry look disappeared, replaced by a flattering, "Master, you are back."

Hearing this, the master just glanced at the doorman, then looked at Cheng Xiao who had entered the academy but did not leave, and finally set his sights on Tang San.

As the village chief, Old Jack still knows how to read people's expressions. Judging from the doorman's expression, the middle-aged man in front of him must be an important person. He immediately handed over the martial spirit certificate and told him what happened just now.

The master looked at the certificate in his hand and said to Old Jack: "This martial spirit certificate is real, old sir, I apologize to you on behalf of the academy for what happened just now, and I will give this child to you."

The big shot actually apologized to him, and Old Jack's face flushed a little, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

"Master, then Xiao San will be handed over to you, please help me."

The master nodded after hearing this.

Afterwards, Old Jack gave Tang San a few more instructions before leaving.

After Old Jack walked away, the master had time to look at the doorman, "This is the first time and the last time. If you do it again, I will tell the dean the truth, and you don't need to stay."

Hearing this, the doorman nodded repeatedly, and cold sweat ran down his back.

The master looked down at Tang San and forced a smile on his face. His facial muscles were a little stiff, and his smile was a little hard to flatter. He took Tang San's hand, pointed at Cheng Xiao who was about to leave behind the iron gate and asked: "Is he also a part-time student with you?"

"Him?" Tang San looked at Cheng Xiao who had already walked away and shook his head. "He came after me, but the gatekeeper let him in after seeing his martial spirit certificate."

"Well, I know." A glimmer of wisdom flashed in the master's eyes. If he guessed correctly, the child's martial spirit must be good, otherwise, with the gatekeeper's temper, he would never let him in so easily.

Cheng Xiao walked in front of the two. Since it was his first time to Notting College, he didn't walk very fast. He was completely looking for the teaching building while visiting.

But soon, the master behind him took Tang San's hand and walked to Cheng Xiao's side.

"Little friend, are you also a part-time student this year?" The master looked at Cheng Xiao on his left and asked.

"Hello, teacher. My name is Cheng Xiao, and I am a part-time student in Chengjia Village." Cheng Xiao paused and looked at the master.

"Hehe, I am not a teacher in the academy." The master shook his head and said lightly.

"You are not a teacher in the academy, but you are called Master, so you must be a leader of the academy?" Tang San on the right side of the master said.

"You are smart as a six-year-old child, but you are still wrong. I am not a leader of the academy." The master denied.

Cheng Xiao pretended to be puzzled and said, "Since you are not a teacher in the academy, why are you called Master?"

The master stood up straight and said profoundly, "I, Yu, am just a guest who eats and drinks here. As for why I am called Master, it's because everyone calls me that. I even forgot my name."

"You must understand that Master and Teacher are two titles with different meanings. Don't call me by the wrong name in the future." A gleam of light flashed in the master's eyes, "Unless you are willing to worship me as your master and let me be your teacher."

"Worship me as your master? Are you going to teach us how to cultivate martial spirits?" Tang San asked excitedly after hearing this.

The master stopped and looked at Tang San, "Then are you willing?"

Tang San also stopped and looked at Cheng Xiao who was standing beside the master without speaking, and then looked at the master standing in front of him. He neither said yes nor no.

"It seems that I have to be persistent for once." Seeing that Tang San did not answer, the master continued: "After all, you are also the only twin martial spirit in a hundred years."

After hearing the master's words, Tang San was shocked, and his eyes changed when he looked at the master. He quietly raised his left wrist, turned on the sleeve arrow safety switch, and looked at the master in doubt.

The master saw that Tang San's face changed slightly, so he took out Tang San's martial spirit certificate and explained in a calm tone: "Little friend, don't be too nervous, I don't have any bad intentions. I guessed that you have twin martial spirits from this martial spirit certificate. Besides, if I can't even see this, then I don't deserve to be called a master."

Hearing the master's explanation, Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Cheng Xiao.

"Master, why don't we talk while walking." Cheng Xiao didn't want to listen to the master showing off his knowledge, so he suggested.

Hearing this, Tang San looked at Cheng Xiao deeply and didn't speak.

"Okay, let's talk while we walk." The master looked at Cheng Xiao, who had no expression on his face, and muttered in his heart.

Doesn't he understand the importance of the Wuhun theory? Tang San is a kid who knows what he is talking about, so why doesn't he want to listen? That's right, he doesn't know my name yet, nor does he know the value of the ten core theories of the Wuhun.

Thinking this in his heart, the master intentionally or unintentionally slowed down his pace and talked about his theory.

However, after talking for a long time, Cheng Xiao still looked uninterested. The master reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​accepting a disciple based on theory and focused on explaining to Tang San. After all, it was not a loss to accept a disciple with twin martial spirits.

The master's speech speed was not fast, and it was easy to understand. After listening to the master's theory, Tang San also realized the strength of this middle-aged man. He immediately stopped and stepped back in the master's surprised eyes. He knelt on his knees, kowtowed three times, and asked the master to accept him as a disciple.

Seeing Tang San kowtow to become a disciple, the master said silly boy, but he was very satisfied in his heart. With such a genius with twin martial spirits as his disciple, he will definitely be able to prove to the world that he, Yu Xiaogang, is not a waste!

Bending down and helping Tang San up, the master said calmly: "You don't need to kowtow to become a disciple, just bow."

Tang San said solemnly: "Once a teacher, always a father. As my teacher, you should be worshipped by me."

Seeing this, the master looked at Cheng Xiao who stopped by the side, and saw that he looked uninterested. After hesitating for a while, he still asked: "Child, don't you want to become my disciple?"

"I have seen your knowledge, but I am not very interested in the theoretical knowledge of martial spirits. Thank you for your appreciation, I think I'd better forget about becoming a disciple." Cheng Xiao's words were flawless, neither offending the master's face nor offending the other party.

"Well, becoming a disciple is based on your willingness. Child, if you don't want to, I won't force it." The master shook his head with some regret, and then said to Tang San on the side: "Xiao San, let's go, let's report to the Academic Affairs Office."

After speaking, the master took Tang San's hand and walked towards the Academic Affairs Office, ignoring Cheng Xiao.

He believed that under the guidance of his spirit theory, Tang San would quickly distance himself from this child, and then he would realize how wrong his choice was.

Cheng Xiao looked at the two people leaving, shrugged, didn't care, and followed them.

The purpose of going to the Spirit Master Academy seems to be to learn theoretical knowledge, right?