Douluo: Protect Our Soul Hall

In the city of Notting.

After asking around all the way.

Old Jack and Tang San already knew that the specific location of Notting Junior Spirit Master Academy was located in the west of Notting City.

The two of them were rushing to the west of the city.

On the way, Old Jack informed Tang San.

The reason why he was able to go to Notting College was because there was a place for a work-study student in Holy Soul Village.

As for this quota, Holy Soul Village gave it to Tang San.

With his place as a work-study student, Tang San was exempted from tuition and accommodation fees at Notting College, and he only had to do some work within his ability at the college.

Later, Old Jack expressed his ardent expectations for Tang San:

"Xiao San, I hope that after you become a soul master, you can help the villagers of Holy Soul Village to the best of your ability. By then, Holy Soul Village will also be proud of you."

"Yes, I will, Grandpa Jack."

Tang San nodded blankly when he heard this, but it was unclear what he was thinking.

The two of them were walking and chatting.

From Old Jack's mouth, Tang San learned something about the relationships between civilians and nobles in various levels of soul master academies.

Understanding the importance of the ruling class aristocracy gave him a sense of yearning and identification with the aristocracy.

Half an hour later.

Finally, Old Jack and Tang San arrived at their destination.

From a distance, they saw a tall arch made of solid rock, which was twenty meters wide and ten meters high.

In the center of the tall arch, the four characters "Notting College" are engraved.

Under the arch, there are two dark iron gates.

Tang San had practiced the inner sect's secret skill of the Tang Sect, the eye-training method Zi Ji Demon Boy.

His eyesight was very good and he recognized at a glance that the iron gate was made of fine iron.

Tang San subconsciously touched the sleeve arrow hanging on his left wrist, and thought to himself:

"If I could possess so much fine iron and then refine it all into fine iron, I would be able to make at least hundreds of sleeve arrows, right?!"

...

Just when old Jack and Tang San were standing in front of the Notting Academy, stunned.

not far away.

In a shadow invisible to the naked eye.

Two eyes were looking at them with interest.

These two lines of sight came from Ye Qifeng and Gui Mei.

After entering Notting City.

Ye Qifeng took Gui Mei and first went to the branch of Wuhun Temple located in the center of Notting City.

From the hands of Bishop Mathieu Nuo who is stationed at the Wuhun Temple branch in Notting City.

Obtained a copy of the information on all school-age children in Notting City who have awakened their martial spirits this year.

A detailed map of the Notting City territory.

And a catalog of all the soul beasts raised in the Soul Hunting Forest near Notting City.

It is worth mentioning that.

Ye Qifeng also met Master Su Yuntao, who was evaluated as a Blind Douluo by the Key Immortals on Blue Star.

From Su Yuntao's mouth, he also found out the specific location of the waterfall with a height difference of about 100 meters near the Holy Soul Village.

After you get what you want.

Ye Qifeng brought the ghost to the door of Notting College without stopping.

They arrived a few minutes earlier than Old Jack and Tang San.

The shadow that Ye Qifeng and Gui Mei were in at this time was actually the shadow realm created by Ye Qifeng's third soul skill, Shadow Vision.

The ghost stood in the shadow, feeling extremely horrified.

What he didn't expect was that the Holy Son's third soul skill was actually stronger than his ghostly mist's hiding ability, and could even erase all auras.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, what are we here for...?"

Ye Qifeng's eyes kept falling on the six-year-old boy not far away who was wearing patches.

Seeing this, Guiying, who was usually a dull gourd and kept silent, finally couldn't help but ask the questions in his heart.

In fact, he couldn't quite understand His Royal Highness the Son's recent actions.

Ye Qifeng smiled slightly, thinking that it turns out that ghosts sometimes can't hold themselves back.

He did not answer Ghost immediately.

Instead, he took out the information on all the children of school age in Notting City who had awakened their martial souls this year, which he had obtained from Matthew Nuo, turned to one of the pages, and handed it to the ghost:

"Elder Ghost, take a look."

The ghost took it in astonishment and scanned it carefully for a few times. Suddenly his eyes turned sharp and his brows furrowed. After a while, he said in a loud voice:

"Your Highness the Holy Son, there is something wrong with this information!"

"Oh? What should I say?"

Ye Qifeng asked knowingly.

Ghost explained:

"As we all know, Blue Silver Grass is a typical useless martial spirit. A person who awakens the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit cannot have the qualifications to have full innate soul power, unless...unless the martial spirit he awakens is not Blue Silver

Grass, but Blue Silver Emperor."

"Blue Silver Emperor?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Mei himself was stunned for a moment, and then carefully looked at the information in his hand, "Tang San? His surname is Tang?"

As if he remembered something, the ghost suddenly raised his head, and his eyes suddenly turned to Tang San, with a cold feeling on his body.

Fortunately, Ye Qifeng's shadow vision blocked it, otherwise it would have been very likely to be discovered by Tang Hao, who was also in the dark.

Ye Qifeng chuckled:

"It seems that the ghost elder has understood."

...

In front of Notting College.

"Hey, what are you two doing? Don't stand here and block the door! Country people, don't you understand the rules?"

At this time, a young man's scolding voice came from the side, and his voice contained a hint of displeasure.

Tang San frowned and turned to look.

But they saw a young man who was even more elegantly dressed than Old Jack and looked slightly arrogant, walking out of the guard room next to the entrance of Notting College.

Obviously, this young man is the concierge responsible for guarding the gate of Notting College.

"Sorry, little brother, it's our first time here and we don't understand the rules. Please forgive me."

Old Jack quickly apologized and then explained his purpose:

"We are coming from Shenghun Village. This child is a work-study student in our village. He is here to report today."

After saying that, Old Jack took out Tang San's soul master certificate from his arms and handed it to the concierge.

The concierge glanced at Tang San while taking the soul master's certificate.

Seeing Tang San's shabby clothes and patches all over his body, the concierge frowned and said rudely:

"Is this the kid? Why is he so slovenly? Are there such poor kids these days?"

"Now that the Wuhun Palace Pan-Continent Merchant Alliance exists, trading has become much more convenient. Even in the countryside, as long as you work a little harder, you can still earn some living expenses, and you won't be dressed in such rags, right?"

"Is it because the parents are gone, or because the parents are indifferent?"

"What did you say?"

Hearing that the concierge actually said that his parents were dead and still didn't do anything, this was a naked insult, Tang San immediately roared fiercely.

His father is the person he respects the most, bringing him fatherly love and the greatest warmth in his heart.

Although he has never met his mother, she is not someone you, a little concierge, can slander.

The two words "parents" are Tang San's negative feelings. No one is allowed to criticize you, otherwise you will die.

The concierge was startled by the sudden angry shout and couldn't help but take a half step back.

Looking along the sound, I found that the angry shout came from the sloppy boy in front of me, but I saw that his dark face was slightly distorted and he was glaring at me.

The concierge drew back his retreating steps, calmed himself down, and ignored Tang San's glare. He was not going to argue with a little brat.

He frowned and turned to Old Jack:

"What? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Ahem, Xiaosan's family is in a special situation. He has no mother, and his father is a blacksmith. Well... he usually likes to drink a little wine."

Old Jack coughed, smiled, and tactfully explained the reason, and pulled Tang San to signal him not to be impulsive.

The concierge reacted instantly when he heard this, then smiled disdainfully and sarcastically said:

"Haha, let me tell you, it turns out that I have a drunkard father who is lazy and lazy."

Then he lowered his head and glanced up and down at the soul master's certificate:

"The martial soul Lan Yincao has innate full soul power? Are you kidding me? When did a useless martial spirit like Lan Yincao awaken to full innate soul power? Huh, it's fake, right?"

The concierge glanced back and forth between Old Jack and Tang San a few times, and finally his eyes rested on Tang San, and he said sarcastically:

"Haha, boy, even if you want a chicken to fly up a branch and become a phoenix, you have to weigh yourself and know how much you weigh, right? Who are you coming to the lake with a forged soul master certificate? Your father never taught you,

Do you need to be honest?"

Hearing the concierge make another sarcastic comment.

According to Article 5 of the General Outline of Xuantian Baolu:

All disciples of the Tang Sect should not cause trouble easily, but if anyone takes the initiative to invade, they are promised to retaliate with thunder.

The concierge made rude remarks, insulted his parents first, and also sarcastically slandered himself for forging a soul master certificate. He was an active aggressor, and he was promised to retaliate with thunder.

Tang San couldn't bear it anymore.

Furious, he threw away Old Jack's hand, took a ghostly step, and his thin body arrived in front of the concierge in the blink of an eye.

Then he used the technique of controlling the crane and seizing the dragon, holding the concierge's wrist with one hand, hitting his lower abdomen with the other hand, and at the same time stretched out one foot to hold the concierge's heel.

With the force of three places, the concierge was caught off guard and immediately fell onto his back with a big bang.

"Mistress, you..."

Old Jack originally wanted to explain to the concierge, but was stopped by Tang San's sudden movement, and was stunned for a moment.

"You little bastard, you're looking for death."

Unprepared, he was suddenly thrown on his butt. Everyone has a temper. The concierge immediately got up from the ground, roared, and wanted to catch Tang San and beat him severely.

However, what the concierge didn't know was that the moment he got up, he was already standing on the edge of death.

Because Tang San's left hand had already been raised and aimed at his throat.

The safety of the sleeve arrow on the wrist has been secretly turned on.

If no one stops him, in the next second, a short arrow will shoot out of the porter's throat and he will die.

According to the general outline of Xuantian Baolu, Article 3 stipulates:

Make sure your opponent is an enemy, and as long as he has a way to kill you, don't show mercy, otherwise it will only add trouble to yourself.

Tang San had already determined that the concierge's insults to his parents and his sarcastic slander were a mean and harsh act, and he was his enemy.

There is a way to kill the enemy, and he always carries it out to the end.

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