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He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. If she wanted to follow him, just follow him. It seemed good to have a beautiful woman following him, it was eye-catching, and it was good for physical and mental health.

Of course, as long as you don't get tempted, it will be over. Well, I will protect my innocence for the Crown Prince and raise my little hand in my heart to show my loyalty.

The two quickly caught up with Dai Mubai and the others, and Dai Mubai was talking about the history of Shrek: "...The dean said that those who are spoiled and pampered should not be allowed, those below the twentieth level should not be allowed, and those above the age of thirteen are not allowed.

No, if you don't have good control over your martial soul, don't..."

"You are choosing a wife, right? With such harsh conditions, the academy may not be able to recruit a few people every year, right?" Xiao Wu said while holding Tang San's arm.

"Haha, this is much more difficult than the probability of choosing a wife. Moreover, the college does not recruit a few people every year, but it cannot recruit anyone at all. Our college has not recruited anyone for two years. If my family had not supported me,

I'm afraid our school is going to close down." Dai Mubai sighed, glanced at the girl behind Tang, and continued: "But even if it is going to close down, the dean also said that it is better to be deficient than to have too much, and to starve to death.

Definitely don't be a waste. It's hard to get started and even harder to graduate. Our place is different from the so-called intermediate and advanced colleges. The only requirement for graduation here is that you must reach the forty-level soul sect before the age of twenty before you can graduate. He said that you must not reach the fourth level.

Level 11, when you go out to the academy, don’t say you are his student, don’t say he taught you... because he doesn’t want to embarrass that person!”

Soon the group came to an open space. Dai Mubai stopped. A middle-aged man in his fifties was dozing on a chair. He bowed slightly and said, "Teacher Zhao, is someone here to take the assessment?"

"Huh?" He was woken up from his sleep, but the middle-aged man reacted immediately and looked at the five Tang people behind Dai Mubai with joy, "Five people have reached the fourth level this year?"

"Hehe~" Teacher Zhao stood up, his height slightly taller than Xiao Wu gave him a majestic feeling, "My name is Zhao Wuji and I am one of your teachers. The rules of this fourth level are actual combat. You need to be on Dai Mu

Bai asked my subordinates to stick to the stick of incense, let’s start now...Xiao Bai?”

After hearing this, Dai Mubai's smiling face suddenly turned into a look of resentment as he looked at Zhao Wuji. Well, he didn't dare to argue. The instant pain in the unhealed wound in his heart made him finally couldn't help but say: "Zhao Wuji"

If the teacher doesn’t rub salt into the wound like this, it feels like..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Zhengse nodded affirmatively: "Yeah! It must feel and taste great..."

"Pfft~"

Several people present laughed. The soft and beautiful girl who originally thought Tang Bingbing was unkind didn't expect Tang to have this side. What she didn't know was that this was just Tang's daily operation.

"Are you a devil? I won't fight you. Well, I don't want to fight you anymore!" Dai Mubai didn't want to fight with Tang anymore. He would say that he was defeated without even knowing what the opponent's martial spirit was.

?

If he fights rashly again this time, he might get another beating. Also, this is in the academy. Good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Once the news spreads, he will regret his wise life.

"Look at your unpromising look. I'll give you more training when I have time. Forget it, I'll come in person. You come over and light incense for me. Just hold on to half a stick of incense." Zhao Wuji promised to give Dai Mubai more training.

Well, the care from the teacher.

After receiving the promise from King Fudo to practice more, Dai Mubai held the incense with a grimace on his face. After lighting it, he sat aside with a sad expression.

"It's not that big of a deal, big brother!" the lithe girl said in a funny tone.

"What do you know! Teacher Zhao is a level 76 fighting soul saint. Is that fun? I will have to stay in bed for at least half a month afterwards. By the way, I forgot to wish you good luck." Thinking like this, Dai

Mubai looked at Tang with a smile in his eyes.

"In this case, we should get to know each other. After all, the other party is a soul saint. We should think about cooperation. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Tang San, weapon soul blue silver grass, twenty-ninth level control system battle soul master.

"Hearing that the other party was the Soul Saint, Tang San looked solemn.

"Xiao Wu, Beast Martial Spirit Rabbit, level 29 attack-type battle spirit master."

"Ning Rongrong, Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda of Martial Spirits, level 26 auxiliary weapon soul master."

"Zhu Zhuqing, beast martial spirit ghost cat, twenty-seventh level agility attack type battle spirit master."

Tang San, Xiao Wu and others all looked at Ning Rongrong. Apart from him, the Qibao Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit was extremely famous and was known as the best auxiliary spirit master in the entire continent.

Tang finally remembered it. No wonder he felt inexplicably unhappy with Ning Rongrong...

"Don't look at it, I ran away from home. My martial soul is the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower and two soul rings. It can enhance the attributes of speed and strength respectively. The increase is about 30% and lasts for half a column.

There's absolutely no problem with the fragrance..." Ning Rongrong said, but she looked at Tang who didn't make a sound of surprise.

Do I have to be surprised? Just kidding, I even quarreled with your father, and he ran away. If you look at it again, you will be in trouble...

Tang Hui's disdainful look made Ning Rongrong furious.

When Tang San saw this, he quickly changed the subject: "You are so young~"

The people on the field, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhao Wuji were all looking at Tang.

Haha, let’s play the big game and let me show my cards!

The blood-colored blue silver grass behind him was waving its arms, as if summoned from hell. The blood color represented killing, not to mention that the air was immediately filled with evil spirits.

He raised his head again, with a sneer on his lips. The blood-red Sharingan complemented Tang's martial spirit perfectly.

The next moment, everyone was stunned. Three purple haloes rose from the soles of Tang's feet, and the surging soul power was as big as waves and swept everything around.

"This boy's soul power storage capacity is definitely more than the soul master level, and the pressure is absolute." Zhao Wuji insisted.

"Oh my god, did I read that right?" Ning Rongrong first rubbed her eyes, and then covered her open mouth with her small hands, unable to believe it.

"This is simply impossible, unbelievable." Dai Mubai looked at Tang and shouted.

"But it does exist. The little first spirit ring was obtained under the witness of me and the teacher. The thousand-year spirit ring absorbed in front of me cannot be wrong." Tang San knew that Tang had obtained the third spirit ring.

The hardship of a soul ring made me feel a little distressed. Not only hunting, but also absorbing a soul ring that exceeded one's limit of endurance was extremely difficult.

For this reason Tang San knew that after Tang successfully absorbed the thousand-year soul ring, the master deliberately re-study the limit of the human body's absorption of soul rings...

Of course, the final result is: my younger brother is too perverted, don't compare with him, otherwise he will be useless.