Douluo's Summoning God

Teacher Cai and Teacher Yang showed off for a while, but when Shui Han remained silent, they asked, "Do you have anything to say? Do you think we are awesome?"

However, Shui Han replied with two words: "Trash!"

"Um?!"

After hearing this, the two people's faces darkened, but they did not get angry. Although they were angry in their hearts, they dared not speak out.

Shui Wuchang was not comparable to them in terms of strength or status, so they didn't dare to say anything.

Teacher Cai frowned: "Why do you say that?"

Shui Han sarcastically said: "After teaching so many students, the most powerful talented soul sect is only forty years old. It sounds like the forty-year-old soul sect is very powerful."

Teacher Yang frowned and said: "You were born in Tianshui, so you naturally met many geniuses and powerful people above the Soul Sect. But looking at the entire continent, there are not many Soul Sects. A forty-year-old Soul Sect is already very impressive."

Teacher Cai nodded: "Yes, although our teaching is not top-notch, it is not bad either. In this little city of Notting, it is even better. Can you really call us rubbish? Are your teachers better than us?"

Shui Han said: "Of course it can be compared. Then you will see what achievements the master will teach you in the future."

The two of them were still disdainful: "Okay, let's watch."

Teacher Yang was disdainful: "Then let's just watch you and see what achievements you two will achieve in the future. But how long do we have to wait? It won't be until we are more than a hundred years old and we won't be able to see it before we die, right? Hahaha …”

Shui Han said: "Then come to those who can see it first. Since you think you are great, let me compare with your students in one year."

Hearing this, the two teachers looked at each other and smiled.

"Do you know which grade and class I am a teacher in? What I teach is the teacher of Class of the third grade! It is the top class in the entire Notting Junior College! They are all the best of Notting Junior College! The strongest! "

"I teach Class of Grade , which is second only to Class of Grade . You want to compare with our students?"

"Yes." Shui Han nodded and pointed to Teacher Cai: "After one year, I will choose the students in your class."

"Hahaha, yes." Teacher Cai naturally would not refuse and felt that Shui Han was humiliating himself.

In one year, how powerful can the innate soul power be to the first level? The weakest ones in their three-year class are already in Grade and are only eleven years old.

Tang San looked at Teacher Yang and said solemnly: "Then when the time comes, I will choose someone from your class. Words are useless, but I will see the truth in my hands."

"Hmph, okay, let's see in a year."

The two teachers were extremely confident. Under the guidance of the so-called master, a useless martial soul and a first-level innate soul would be able to be powerful in a year.

Shui Han and Tang San left, and the two disdainfully mocked: "I really hope the year goes by faster, and then the weakest in the class can beat them."

……

At this time, Shui Han and Tang San arrived at the college dormitory.

There are seven rooms on the first floor of the dormitory, and the one on the far left is Qisha.

This is the shabbiest room in the Seven Houses, while the other six rooms are all extremely luxurious rooms.

Qishe is also where working-study students live.

Tang San's dormitory is Qisha. All working-study students live here regardless of age.

The seventh house is square meters in size, and there are fifty beds in it, but there are only eleven beddings, indicating that eleven people live there.

Tang San went to the front door, which was open, but he still knocked. The students who were chatting inside turned their heads and looked over.

These children were all about four or five years old, Shuihan and Tang San.

A burly-looking student, nine years old and a head taller than Tang San, came over and looked at Tang San condescendingly.

"Are you a new work-study student?"

"Yes, I am from Holy Soul Village."

"My name is Wang Sheng, my martial spirit is Zhan Hu, and I am also the boss of Qishe. What is your name, and what is my martial spirit?"

"My name is Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass."

Hearing this, Wang Sheng said: "Lan Yin Cao, then I will call you Xiaosanzi. I am your boss. You must listen to me from now on."

Tang San frowned: "You can call me Tang San, but don't call me Xiaosanzi."

Wang Sheng raised his head and said: "I'm calling you like this. Why, don't you accept it? You can also follow the rules. If you defeat me, you will be the new boss of Qishe. You can call me Little Saint Son, or Little King."

Then, Wang Sheng looked at Shui Han and said, "You can challenge me, or you will call me boss."

Tang San said: "He is not a work-study student."

"Oh? Isn't it? You are with him, I thought you were also from Qishe. Looking at his clothes, he does not look like a work-study student, so come and fight with me."

Tang San naturally wanted to teach this guy a lesson, and the two began to fight.

The battle began, as Shui Han thought, Wang Sheng suffered defeats one after another, and then used the power of the martial soul. Although he did not have soul skills yet, only level nine, but using the martial soul, his body was shrouded in a faint yellow light, and his strength and speed were improved. .

Wang Sheng used the power of martial arts, but Tang San was still useless. After all, his physique was superior to Wang Sheng's, and he also had the Tang Sect's secret skills of ghost tracking and capture.

Soon, the battle ended and Tang San won. The other work-study students were stunned. Shui Han was not surprised at all, just like he knew he was.

Wang Sheng was completely convinced and was extremely surprised. He didn't expect that the six-year-old Tang San in front of him was so strong without even using his martial spirit.

The other work-study students exclaimed: "It's so awesome, even Brother Wang Sheng is no match."

Wang Sheng apologized: "What I did just now was to unite the working-study students. I'm sorry. You are now the boss of Qishe. Because we working-study students are all from rural areas, we are looked down upon by other formal students and often suffer. Bullying, so you have to have a boss to lead. Once you are bullied, the boss will take the lead. If you can become the new boss, it will be good, and I will be less stressed."

Tang San shook his head and said: "I'm here to learn, not to be the boss."

Wang Sheng said seriously: "Here, even if you just want to study, others will not let you go. They like to bully us working-study students, so they do this so that they can better not be disturbed and concentrate on studying. "

"Is this so? Okay then." Tang San was helpless.

At this time, Shui Han came to the door of Liushe.

The remaining six dormitories are all formal students, all children from the city. There are six dormitories, not regardless of age. Dormitory Six, ten years old and below.

When Shui Han was about to enter, he was stopped by a tough ten-year-old boy who stood in front of the door, followed by ten formal students with proud faces behind him.

Compared with their classmates, they are all very proud and dressed gorgeously.

"What's your name? You also know the rules from the group of work-study students just now, right? Every dormitory has such rules. You can directly become the boss, or challenge me."

Shui Han didn't talk nonsense: "Come on then."

"Humph, that's quite courageous."

At this time, in front of Qishe, Wang Sheng looked a little solemn and said to Tang San: "Boss, is he your friend?"

"Yeah." Tang San nodded.

"Then your friend may be in trouble. That person is the boss of Liushe. Although he is ten years old, he is already an eleventh-level soul master! He already has soul skills!"