Douluo: Shadow Douluo

The concierge was also very courageous and would not shed tears until he saw the coffin.

The old village chief held Lan's shoulders and whispered: "Just teach him a lesson. You can't kill people in the Soul Master Academy, otherwise we will get into big trouble."

Lan's sharp gaze softened slightly and she put the dagger back.

If he had followed his previous style, the man in front of him would have been dead on the spot.

"Teach me a lesson?" the concierge snorted coldly, and waved towards the concierge's guard room, "Ergou, someone is making trouble, come out." "

I saw the concierge shouting into the guard room, and not long after, a stout man walked out of the guard room, rubbing his eyes.

It seems that he is lazily sleeping in there.

The man walked to the iron gate, glanced at Lan and the old village chief, then raised his heavy hand and slapped the concierge on the head, "Nima, that's it? You still need to call me? What a bother to you! My erotic dream, you know?"

The concierge rubbed the back of his head and smiled, "It's because you haven't exercised for a long time. I want you to come out and exercise." The tall concierge looked at Lan and the old village chief, frowned slightly, and then asked:

"How is this going?"

Before the old village chief could speak, the concierge who had received them before quickly explained: "Brother Ergou, you don't know how arrogant these two country bumpkins are. They forged certificates and even threatened to give us two Click on the color and see.”

"It's fine if they insult me, but I can't stand it when they insult you too!"

"We have been brothers for more than two years. I cannot take advantage of them when dealing with them, right?"

When the tall concierge heard this, he thought it made sense.

Forget about forging certificates, but you still have to show them the color?

This is indeed a bit arrogant!

His expression darkened, and it seemed that he wanted to give these two rural people some color.

Just give them a beating to let them know the dangers of society.

Thinking about it, the sturdy porter winked at the previous porter and said, "Come on, I will just watch the battle. If you can't beat a child, you should go back to the countryside to raise pigs."

"Okay, Brother Dog!" The concierge from before nodded.

Subsequently,

He opened the iron gate and walked out, waving his huge fist in front of Lan in a show of force.

At first glance, these people seem to be in a habit of being mischievous.

Suddenly, the waves moved.

I saw his right hand clenched into a fist, suddenly raised, and punched out with a straight punch.

boom!

There was only a muffled sound, and the concierge who was showing off his power in front of him flew out directly, hitting the iron gate behind him, and even broke several door pillars.

The concierge was lying on the ground, his head covered with dust, and he was vomiting blood.

Two teeth were lost.

In this punch, Lan did not use all his strength. He just punched casually without any fancy movements.

The concierge fell to the ground, feeling a burning pain in his chest.

He reluctantly raised his head and looked at the child in front of him in disbelief.

Simultaneously,

The muscular concierge also looked at this scene with a look of disbelief.

Just before his eyes, his colleague was killed by a child with one punch?

Lan's cold voice sounded, "I'll give you one last chance to prove it to me. This time I won't let you deal with it, but lick it clean for me!"

This time Lan's tone was unquestionable, and his eyes were extremely cold. Just a glance from the corner of his eye made the concierge lying on the ground tremble all over.

The old village chief looked at the concierge with pity and sighed in his heart: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a lot!"

The concierge who was lying on the ground quickly got up from the ground, picked up Lan's certificate, and then quickly cleaned up the dirt on it.

When Lan looked towards the door, the tall concierge had already fled, perhaps because he was frightened.

"What happened?" At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded.

Then two middle-aged men walked out.

Lan raised his head slightly and looked up. Walking quickly was a man of medium build and slightly thinner. This man looked about 50 to [-] years old. He had short black hair parted in threes and sevens. He had an ordinary appearance. He had his hands behind his back and his body He has a unique temperament, with a bit of laziness and decadence between his eyes opening and closing.

The concierge was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said respectfully: "Master, why are you and the dean here?"

This middle-aged man, whose eyes look a bit lazy and decadent, is the master the concierge calls him.

The middle-aged man behind the master looks to be nearly ten years older than the master. He has a well-proportioned figure and is about the same height as the master. His yellowish hair is naturally curly and his fair face is embedded with a pair of sharp eyes. Under the high bridge of the nose, a pair of nostrils appear particularly large.

This person is "Feigen", the dean of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. [I just made it up, please understand! ! 】

Feigen walked over slowly, first glanced at the damaged school gate, and then glanced at the concierge. His eyes were very sharp, and his face suddenly darkened, and he coldly snorted: "There were many there a long time ago. People reported to me that you like to collect door fees."

The concierge suddenly felt a chill running down his back, and hurriedly said, "Dean, I must have been slandered. How dare I do that?"

While the concierge was talking, his saliva kept spitting out.

Feigen quickly took a few steps back and looked at the blood on the corner of the concierge's mouth. He knew that the young man must have suffered.

Originally, he wanted to laugh when he saw that the concierge had lost both of his front teeth, but as the dean, he held back.

Instead, he walked to the master.

At this time, the master was holding Lan's registration certificate and looking at it carefully. After a few seconds, the master turned his attention to Lan and looked at Lan up and down.

"Proved to be true."

"Innate Soul Power!" Feigen was startled. He just stood aside and took a casual look, and saw the words "Innate Level [-]" clearly displayed on the certificate.

He quickly took the certificate from the master's hand and looked at it again. He also looked at the seal of Wuhun Palace very carefully. His expression became more and more serious.

Holding this registration certificate, he looked at the six-year-old child in front of him with disbelief.

The master didn't have any emotional changes. He looked like a person who had seen the world, as if this innate soul power was normal in his eyes.

However, Feigen was different. He had lived for half his life and had been the dean of Notting College for so many years. This was the first time he had seen such a talented child.

In his cognition, innate full soul power is already the highest existence.

And even children with innate soul power would definitely not be willing to come to this kind of academy.

You must know that there are countless junior soul master academies on the Douluo Continent, and most geniuses will go to the best academies to study.

However, Notting College welcomed such a genius today!

How could he not be excited.

He was so shocked at this point.

"Child, you can come to our college, we really make our college shine!" Feigen was so excited that he squeezed Lan's arms tightly with his hands.

The old village chief felt very proud, as if to say,

Look, this is genius!

He is a genius from our Taoli Village.