Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

You can search for the "Fiction Search System (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!After the rest, the carriage set off again.

In less than an hour, I had already seen the wall in the distance.

Compared to the small village of Holy Spirit Village, although Notting City is not a famous big city, because it is very close to the border of the Tiandou Empire, in order to prevent the invasion of enemy countries, the city wall was built high and thick.

Yang Ming and the three pedestrians passed the inspection and entered Notting City.

A road with four horses side by side, with bluestone floors paved on the ground, business prosperous on both sides, various shops lined up, vendors’ cries one after another, there are many pedestrians on the road, you can see merchants going north and south, and The woman dressed in avant-garde, a lively and prosperous breath came to her face.

It was the first time for Yang Ming to come to Notting City, and it felt fresh to see everything.

The group walked all the way. Soon, from a distance, Yang Ming and the others had already seen a tall arch.

The arches are 20 meters wide and ten meters high. They are all repaired from hard rock. There are two iron gates underneath, which are dark. Yang Ming can tell at a glance that they are made of fine iron. Become.

Through the iron fence, you can see the winding path inside, with a large road leading directly to the inside, and tall trees on both sides.

In the middle of the arch, there are four characters.

Notting College.

Just from the gate of the academy, you can see how important the profession of soul master is in Douluo Continent, this is only a junior soul master academy.

In Douluo Continent, the strong is respected.

As long as becoming a soul master, it means embarking on the path of becoming a strong man.

It is no wonder that the soul master is enthusiastically praised by everyone on the mainland.

Old Jack brought Yang Ming and Tang San to the door, just about to enter, but was blocked by the doorman.

Old Jack wore plain clothes and was a coachman all the way. His body was stained with dust and looked a little sloppy. He looked like a refugee from the country.

The porter was a young man, dressed in ordinary doorman uniforms, but there was a touch of contempt between the brows, which came from the contempt of the people in the city facing the country people.

"You hillbillies, stop for me!"

The concierge lifted his chin slightly, rubbed his thumb and middle finger, and motioned to Old Jack secretly, asking him to pay.

As the saying goes, Hades is easy to provoke, and the little devil is hard to deal with.

Old Jack didn't come to Notting City often. He didn't know how careful the doorman wanted to be. He ignored the little gesture of the doorman, and a smile was squeezed out of the old face.

"This little brother, do you have any misunderstandings? These two children are work-study students sent by our village this year. Please don't embarrass us and let us in."

Seeing that the old Jack didn't know each other, the concierge's expression was not so good at first, and with a cold face, pointing at Yang Ming and Tang San, yin and yang strangely said:

"Just these two little hillbillies are also worthy of entering our Junior Soul Master Academy? What do you consider this place? Our Junior Soul Master Academy is a sacred academy, not the kennel of you dead country fellows! I advise you, from Go back wherever it comes from!"

The doorman's words were very rude and very harsh.

Old Jack trembled with anger, his old face covered with gully texture was flushed, and said angrily:

"Little brother, we're going too far if you say that. My grandson and San'er are both soul-awakened geniuses with innate soul power!"

"Innately full of soul power? Are there two when you come out?" The concierge sneered, as if I read little, don't lie to me, pointed to Yang Ming and Tang San and laughed: "I have been in the college for four years. The concierge, I’ve never heard of a student with innate soul power. If these two little kids are both innate soul power geniuses, then I am a master of Soul Sage and Contra! Hahaha ! "Fat Cat Novels www.fmxs8.com

After all, the porter laughed rampantly with an old duck-like voice.

Seeing that the concierge was so arrogant, Tang San had secretly prepared a hidden weapon, and wanted to send a shot to give the concierge a good look.

Yang Ming held Tang San with one hand to avoid him making crazy moves.

After all, this is Notting City, with many masters, if someone sees him kill, I'm afraid he will get into trouble.

However, this does not mean that Yang Ming will be a good old man and be bullied!

Yang Ming stepped out. He was obviously not tall, but full of momentum, and suddenly gave the concierge an illusion, as if the boy in front of him was not a little kid, but a wolf. A wolf from the grassland would eat people!

Yang Minggang killed dozens of bandits, entwined with murderous aura that was invisible to the naked eye, piercing like a needle.

The concierge is just an ordinary person, let him bully the small with the big, and bully the old with the young, that's okay, but if he wants him to deal with the vicious bandits, he dare not dare to measure him a hundred!

Affected by Yang Ming's murderous aura, the concierge backed away a few steps.

As a result, he retreated too quickly, staggering under his feet, and fell to the ground with his ass.

The concierge was taken aback at first, and then reacted, feeling that he was forced to fall to the ground by a little boy. He was so shameless and irritated, he suddenly joined together, raised his right hand, gathered strength, and slapped Yang Ming's face Take it up.

Yang Ming stretched out his hand, pulling and pulling, controlling the crane and catching the dragon, with the five fingers of his right hand facing the inside and hooking, Jackie Chan's claw shape, and grabbing the porter's wrist.

The concierge just felt that his eyes were swayed, Yang Ming grabbed his hand, and couldn't help being shocked, trying to break free.

But Yang Ming has tempered his body since he was a child, and he has the strength to cultivate the mysterious red fruit given by the old Jack. His strength is not inferior to that of an adult. His five fingers firmly control the porter's wrist like a hoop, even if the other party has blushed. , He just didn't let go, and even pinched his wrist bleeding.

Facing the concierge’s horrified gaze, Yang Ming's expression was indifferent. Dealing with the concierge was like dealing with a wild dog who didn’t know the so-called, neither salty nor indifferent, and said:

"Now, can you let us in?"

The concierge's chest was ups and downs several times, and was bullied by a little kid, so angry.

However, it seems that there is no way to take him.

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The concierge's eyes brightened, and thought of a shameful way, sneered, and said:

"Want to go in? Yes. Take out the certificate issued by the Spirit Hall!"

The last time Su Yuntao went to the Holy Soul Village to preside over the awakening ceremony, although the process was a bit unpleasant, he still gave Yang Ming and Tang San a proof.

Old Jack quickly took out two certificates from the package and handed them to the porter, saying:

"Here, here you are."

The concierge glanced at random, sneered, and said:

"This hillbilly named Tang San, his spirit is actually Blue Silver Grass? Hehe, this is still full of spirit power? I think you forged both of your certificates, stinky old man!"

With that said, the porter drove old Jack away, still not forgiving, and said:

"Just you dead and poor ghosts from the countryside, want to come to our Notting City to develop, let's dream!"

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