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Seeing the master's retreating figure, Tang San and Ye Zixiao looked at each other. Tang San wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he couldn't.

The two waved goodbye to Old Jack, who was already a little confused. Old Jack was obviously frightened and was in a state of distraught before leaving.The two of them stood at the door of the Soul Master Academy, staring at Old Jack's back until Old Jack walked far away and disappeared into the distance.

The two of them looked at the gate of the Soul Master Academy, took a deep breath, and walked into the Soul Master Academy.

The two received their identity certificates at the freshman reception desk, and after making arrangements for them, they slowly followed the instructions to find their dormitories.

There is only one dormitory building, which is easy to find. All the students and teachers of the college live here.Just as Ye Zixiao had deduced, there were very few people who could become soul masters, especially in a remote city like Noting.The number of students and teachers in the entire college is not large, and one dormitory building can fully afford it.

There are only seven dormitories for the students. Because the students of the Junior Soul Master Academy are relatively young, for better unified management, students of each grade live in a large dormitory.And there are only about 40 students in each grade of Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy.

The lower three floors of the dormitory building host seven large dormitories where students live, and each dormitory is in charge of a teacher.

House No. [-] is a relatively special existence among the seven student dormitories, and the conditions are also the worst. It is a place specially for work-student students.After all, the college is not a philanthropic hall. Although the tuition fees for work-study students are reduced or exempted, the treatment cannot be as good as that of ordinary students.

Qishe is also the only dormitory with mixed age. All working students live here regardless of grade.

Tang San and Ye Zixiao had just walked to Qishe's door when they heard the noise coming from inside. The door was open, and they walked to the door and looked inside.

This is a wide room, nearly 12 square meters, with fifty beds in total, but there are only beds, and only eleven beds with bedding. Children between the ages of [-] and [-] were boisterous.

Tang San knocked on the door, and the eyes of the children who were speaking suddenly turned towards the two of them. One of the older children looked at Tang San and Ye Zixiao, who were all dressed in patches, and looked towards them. come over.

This child was nearly two heads taller than the little brats Tang San and Ye Zixiao, and he was already quite burly for his age. He walked up to Tang San, looked at them condescendingly and said, "New work-study students." born?"

Tang San looked at the boy's condescending attitude and reflexively pulled Ye Zixiao behind him, then with a kind smile on his face he said to the boy: "Hello, we are from the Holy Soul Village. Servitor."

The boy obviously regarded Tang San's actions as an older brother protecting his younger brother. He didn't look at Ye Zixiao anymore and said to Tang San: "My name is Wang Sheng, my martial spirit is Zhan Hu, the future fighting spirit master. I am also the leader here. , boy, what is your name? What is the martial spirit? "

"My name is Tang San, and my spirit is Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass? When will the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun be able to cultivate?" Wang Sheng put on an extremely surprised look, and most of the children in the dormitory burst into laughter, looking at Tang San like they were idiots.

Tang San still had a smile on his face, "Would you please make way?"

Wang Sheng ignored Tang San's words, "Little Sanzi, I am the boss here, you will listen to me from now on, do you understand?"

The smile on Tang San's face gradually disappeared, "My name is Tang San, not Xiaosanzi." He wouldn't mind if the elders called him Xiaosan affectionately, or it would be okay if they called him kindly, but the so-called boss in front of him obviously It was to give him a blow.Today, I was already upset and agitated by Ye Zixiao's murderous nature, and now I was not in the mood to play coy with this boy.

The boy named Wang Sheng obviously didn't notice Tang San's impatience, nor the teasing look on Ye Zixiao behind Tang San. He raised his hand and pushed Tang San on the shoulder, pushing him back a few steps, " I just called you mistress, what's wrong? Not convinced?"

When Tang San was pushed over, Ye Zixiao slipped out of the circle between the two of them. Ye Zixiao had already discovered that Tang San was now a little upset and angry because of his unscrupulous murderous intention, and even she didn't want to provoke him now. Unexpectedly, This man is so indifferent!

Tang San smiled, shook his head lightly, put the school uniform in his hand on a bed next to him, just when Wang Sheng was wondering what he was doing, suddenly, he found that Tang San in front of him had disappeared.

The other students clearly saw that Tang San took a step extremely fast, and he had already come behind Wang Sheng, and without turning back, he bent his right arm and hit Wang Sheng's waist with an elbow. At the same time, his right foot It also happened to stay in front of Wang Sheng's right foot.

Before Wang Sheng could even react, he had already fallen out, staggering and falling out of the door of the dormitory. Fortunately, he had good footwork and didn't fall down, otherwise it would be a dog eating shit.

"Stinky boy, you dare to hit me?" Wang Sheng was furious, turned around, and rushed towards Tang San like a tiger descending a mountain.

Tang San just hoped that he would not encounter too much trouble in his future academy life, or at least not be disturbed in his normal life, so he definitely believed that the 'boss' in front of him should be taught a lesson, to scare the monkeys.

So seeing Wang Sheng rushing towards him and punching himself in the chest, Tang San stepped forward instead of retreating, taking a step forward to meet Wang Sheng.His step happened to be in front of Wang Sheng. At the same time, he led with his left hand and followed with his right hand.A simple yet effective action was accomplished.

Wang Sheng only felt that the right fist he swung seemed to be pulled by a special force, and he actually changed direction. At the same time, a strong force came from Tang San's right hand, and he happened to be tripped under his feet, and his body flew out again .This time the balance is not so easy to grasp.The simple movements of Tang San's hands have already used the Tang Sect's unique method of controlling cranes and catching dragons. With the help of Wang Sheng's own strength and his own strength, Wang Sheng immediately threw himself on a bed with a plop.

"Ouch! Ouch!" The cry was miserable, how could it be such a word?But Ye Zixiao was a little disdainful when he saw this, Tang San still didn't do anything cruel!This person's aura was obviously astonishing. He didn't have the martial arts skills of Tang San and himself, but he was stronger than the two of them. He was obviously a tenth-level or even eleventh-level soul master. It was very possible that he had Soul ring, if you don't waste his fighting power now, why don't you wait for him to activate his martial soul before fighting?

I don’t understand!I don’t understand!It’s not difficult to remember the principle of attacking first to gain the upper hand and attacking later to suffer disaster!

Alas, it seems that Tang San is still too soft-hearted!