Start with Blue Silver Grass

It is August 31, 2637 in the Douluo Calendar.

[Notting Junior Soul Master Academy] One day before the official start of school.

As early as ten days ago, children studying in other cities far away from "Notting City" had already come here one after another and completed the admission procedures in advance.

At noon, since daybreak, Tang San followed Old Jack to the [Notting Junior Soul Master Academy] located in the west of the city of Notting.

Although he had been to "Notting City" several times in the past two years, Tang San was still shocked when he saw this academy that he had heard of many times for the first time.

The arch is twenty meters wide and ten meters high. It is made of solid rock and looks very majestic.

Getting closer, standing under the arch, looking up at the four characters 'Notting College', Tang San began to imagine what the intermediate and even advanced soul master colleges above it would look like.

'The Junior Soul Master Academy is of such a scale, what about the three upper sects and the lower four sects on the mainland? Where are the two royal families and the [Martial Spirit Hall]?' Tang San thought silently in his heart.

For a moment, Tang San's heart surged with overwhelming pride: 'One day, I will definitely...'

"Hey! What about you! What are you doing?!"

A loud shout interrupted Tang San's thoughts, bringing his thoughts that had drifted far away back to his eyes.

Under the arch, in front of the two dark iron gates made of fine iron, a young man with an ordinary face was looking at Tang San, who was in a daze, with slight dissatisfaction.

On the side, Old Jack, who was also sizing up the gate of the college with Tang San, heard this and hurriedly took two steps forward and said with a smile: "This little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. This child is a work-study student sent by our village this year.

.Look, what procedures do we need to go through?”

Perhaps it was because Lin Yi's mother, Li Qian, had often sent some daily necessities to Old Jack over the years, which made Old Jack's spirit look quite strong. In addition, Tang San was wearing new clothes that Tang Yuehua specially sent to him a few days ago.

Therefore, although the old man and the young man look a little rustic in temperament and behavior, and seem to have not seen the world, the young man who is a guard does not appear to be too arrogant.

Of course, as the gatekeeper of the [Notting Junior Soul Master Academy], which is well-known in several nearby small towns, although he is an ordinary person, as long as he expresses himself in words, generally speaking, there is no big problem.

Especially, the two 'country turtles' in front of me didn't look like princes even if they were wearing dragon robes.

After carefully considering his tone and words, the guard frowned and said in a business-like manner: "It's the last day for registration, and you're here now? Show me the certificate from [Martial Soul Palace]~"

Tang San was a little dissatisfied with the guard's attitude. Although he was young, he had memories of past lives and was sensitive by nature. He was obviously aware of the hidden arrogance and disdain of the guard in front of him.

On the other hand, Old Jack, who has been taking villagers from his own village to the city to buy supplies and sell crops all year round, although he also felt the unfriendliness of the guard, he didn't take it to heart. At least, others didn't show it directly and said something unpleasant.

?

Still looking like a smiling little old man, he held the certificate issued by Deacon Su Yuntao in both hands and handed it to the doorman.

The concierge took the certificate, looked at Old Jack's actions, nodded with satisfaction, and then lowered his head to look at the certificate in his hand.

A simple piece of paper, with black and white writing on it, and the unique mark of [Martial Soul Palace].

Looking at the content on the certificate, the guard was stunned after just one glance.

"Martial spirit "Blue Silver Grass"... hmm?! Innately full of soul power?!"

The guard looked at the certificate, then turned his attention to the black-haired boy with a blank expression in front of him - Tang San, with a look of shock on his face.

As for whether the proof was false? After this thought flashed through the guard's mind, he threw it away.

Generally speaking, no one will falsify the first simple registration certificate when the martial spirit awakens.

Not to mention that there is an archive in the [Martial Spirit Hall], even if it is fake, as long as the martial spirit is summoned and tested casually, the flaws will be exposed.

In a word, the investment is not proportional to the income, and it is not worth it!

"Little...little brother, here...here, your certificate..." The guard stammered and handed the certificate to Tang San, who had a calm face, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the "Blue Silver Grass" martial spirit with innate soul power..." The guard's face was full of envy and longing at this moment, and he whispered softly: "This is the talent of the second master Lin, the chief of the academy.

They all have to be so high..."

"Hmm~" Tang San took his certificate, nodded noncommittally, and said calmly: "Can we go in?"

"Yes! Of course you can!" The guard nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, turned sideways, moved the door of the iron fence opening, stretched out his hand to lead, and said respectfully: "You two, please come in, follow the road to the first floor of the main teaching building

Just report it to the Academic Affairs Office. As long as the old man comes out before the college closes in the evening..."

Tang San had no intention of talking to the guard, and walked straight into the gate of the iron gate with the somewhat excited and nervous Old Jack, stepping on the shade of tall trees on both sides, and walked towards the inside of the academy.

Looking at the backs of the old man and the young boy, the young guard sighed in a low voice: "I have been working as a concierge in the college for four years. In these years, except for Mr. Lin's innate eighth-level soul power, only classmate Lin Xiaoen has an innate soul.

A talent with level five strength..."

"How come so many geniuses suddenly appeared this year?"

Recalling the freshmen who had become famous in the college in the past ten days, the guard shook his head and said inexplicably: "It seems that Notting College is going to be lively~"

On the other side, in front of the main teaching building.

Old Jack looked at the tall teaching building, swallowed, stopped, turned to Tang San and said, "Xiao San, grandpa will send you here."

"You are a child who has had your own ideas since you were a child. Grandpa believes that you will be able to go far and well in the future..."

"Also, that girl Su Mustard has enrolled in school a few days ago using the work-study student quota in the village where her mother lives. You two have to take care of each other in the college, ah~"

"Of course, we say we take care of each other, but I think you should take care of her more..."

"Over the years, you have become estranged from the children of the same age in the village. Now that you are in the academy, you still need to make more friends..."

"Grandpa knows that girl Su Mustard is not as talented as you, but in this unfamiliar college, you are the only one familiar with her..."

After Old Jack talked ramblingly, he patted Tang San on the shoulder, looked at the majestic and neat teaching building with admiration and yearning again, turned around and left, walking briskly, but his back became more and more stooped...

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Seeing Old Jack's back disappearing into the trees on the way he came, Tang San silently turned around and walked towards the teaching building, thinking to himself: "Grandpa Jack, don't worry, I will take care of Su Mustard while I am practicing..."

Entering the teaching building, Tang San followed the signs on the wall and easily found the Academic Affairs Office located in the middle of the first floor.

Raising his hand and knocking on the open door, Tang San looked at the four teachers working inside, and said loudly: "Hello, teacher, I'm here to report~"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Tang San, who had good eyesight and observation skills, could clearly see the faces of the four people in the office.

The oldest teacher, who looked to be in his sixties, was flanked by two young teachers under the age of thirty to help him.

What caught Tang San's attention was the last person in the office, a teacher about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair and an ordinary appearance.

Faintly, the other three people in the office all respected and pleased him.

At this time, the four of them all turned to look at Tang San at the door.