Douluo: After reincarnation, hold on to the script of group pets

Chapter 23 Kicked to the iron plate

Notting City is a city where people come and go, and buildings unique to this era are displayed on both sides of the streets. Unlike the quiet and remote Holy Soul Village, the city is full of lively life.

Old Jack led the brother and sister all the way to the end of the street. From a distance, Tang Sui, who was still carried on Tang San's back due to the system, saw the tall arch.

Walls built from solid rock stand on both sides like protective arches, with the four characters "Notting College" carved in the middle.

"Here we are."

Tang San half-crouched down, letting Tang Sui fall to the ground behind him.

Old Jack, who specially searched for a new piece of cloth, came forward with his crutches, a kind smile on his wrinkled face: "This little brother, we come from Holy Soul Village, these two children are our

The work-study students sent from the village this year. What procedures do we need to go through?"

The concierge looked at the three of them up and down with disdain in his eyes: "Humph, can a golden phoenix still emerge from a thatched cottage? At first glance, you are countrymen from a remote village. The college has not had a working-study student for many years. Shouldn't you

Could it be a fake?"

Listening to the words that were stored in his memory, Tang Sui's eyes darkened, a wisp of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and the terrifying aura of a demon aimed at the concierge, pressing down on him like a mountain!

"Who do you think is the counterfeit?" Tang Sui said softly, with a pale expression on his pale and thin face, as if he was asking accidentally.

But the concierge, who was not a soul master and only got a position as a gatekeeper in the Junior Soul Master Academy because of nepotism, turned pale, and his arrogant back was bent a bit by the powerful pressure.

This coercion was the bug ability she mastered the night she obtained her first soul ring.

As for why it was said to be a bug, it was because she discovered that this coercion could transcend levels and directly intimidate and frighten the opponent's soul!

For beings whose mental power is lower than hers, as long as she wants to, she can even directly destroy the other person's brain and thinking invisibly.

Those with high mental power simply have higher soul power levels than her. Although it is not very useful, it is still a good ability to intimidate someone.

At this moment, the concierge whose mental strength was measured at 60 by the system became Tang Sui's whetstone.

As the pressure increased, drops of cold sweat seeped out from the concierge's forehead, and soon gathered into large beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks.

"you..."

A difficult word came out of his throat.

But Tang Sui just stood there, staring at his embarrassed appearance with dark eyes, but there was no wave in his eyes, as if he was crushing an ant.

Hit the iron plate!

The concierge realized too late that he had offended the wrong person.

Just when he almost couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down, he noticed something was wrong with the concierge. Tang San followed his fearful gaze and looked at his sister beside him. He was startled and held the slightly cold hand.

"Suisui."

In an instant, the terrifying aura directed at the concierge faded away like a tide.

The concierge, who had survived the disaster, had his legs weak and almost collapsed on the ground in embarrassment.

But there is still a little evil god in front of him. He is afraid that if he makes a fool of himself again, the other party will kill him directly!

So, just as Men was trying to move his stiff legs, a hoarse male voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Seeing the person coming, the concierge opened his mouth, his voice stiff and a little frightened: "Master."

Grandmaster?

Hearing this title, both the elder and the younger turned to look behind them, and their eyes caught a man of about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair and a thin build. He had an ordinary appearance, and had his hands behind his back.

He has a special temperament, like a sage who closes his eyes and meditates, yet reveals a trace of wisdom in his laziness and decadence.

He is the master.

A dark light flashed in Tang Sui's eyes, and he watched the master step forward and said to Old Jack: "Old sir, I just heard you say that these two children are working-study students in this session. Can you prove the proof of Wuhun Palace?"

show me?"

Old Jack, who was very discerning, nodded hurriedly and quickly handed over his certificate with both hands, secretly thinking good luck.

The master looked at the proof and then his eyes fell on Tang San and Tang Sui. He looked at Tang San first and looked him up and down.

I don't know why, but even though the master's gaze wasn't sharp, Tang San felt like he was being seen through.

As for Tang Sui...

The master looked at Tang Sui, who had a sickly pale face and was small and thin. He frowned slightly and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he quickly put it away and said to Old Jack:

"It proves that it is true. Old sir, on behalf of the college, I apologize to you for what happened just now. Leave these two children to me."

———Digression————

See you tonight~

(End of chapter)