The Douluo Continent begins, the goddess is proud of me

It was the next morning. After breakfast, Yin Ze followed the others into the classroom.

It was the first time for Yin Ze to enter the classroom at Notting College. The space inside was very large, about 200 square meters, and it was completely different from the Chinese primary and secondary school classrooms he remembered.

There are no desks here, only a ring of seats surrounding the empty space in the middle, and the instructor's podium only occupies a small part.

Yin Ze and Xiao Wu came in together. There were already several students of similar age to them, all of whom were children of high-ranking and noble families in Notting City.

However, seeing how quickly they called Xiao Wu Sister when they saw Xiao Wu, we knew that the little girl might have taught each other enough lessons in the past two days.

Sure enough, Xiao Wu whispered in his ear: "Xiao Ze, if you haven't come to class these two days, you definitely don't know about Teacher Yuena and Teacher Chris.

Teacher Chris is the teacher in charge of our cultural class, mainly explaining some knowledge about animals and plants, while Teacher Yuena wants every student to show their martial arts spirit. She will explain the essentials of cultivation based on the martial spirit, and occasionally ask the students to How about discussing between time? "

Understand, the first-year noble children must have been severely punished by Xiao Wu during the so-called competition, otherwise they would not be so well-behaved.

Yin Ze sat down next to Xiao Wu, and footsteps came from outside. Two or three more six or seven-year-old children walked into the classroom, including Tang San.

Although Wang Sheng, Wang Hao, Xu Yechen and others live in the work-study dormitory, they are all senior students. Therefore, among the dozen or so children in this classroom, except for Xiao Wu and Tang San, Yin Ze Don't know anyone.

Tang San had no choice but to come to accept the teachings of the academy instructor because he had tricked Yu Xiaogang. Yin Ze knew this very well, otherwise Tang San would not have come to the classroom to listen to the lectures, otherwise Tang San would have been taught by a so-called theoretical master.

There were footsteps outside again, and a man who looked to be in his 40s, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and holding a textbook, walked in.

He is Teacher Chris.

Indeed, as Xiao Wu said, Chris mainly explained the identification of animals and plants, as well as knowledge related to continental geography, customs and customs.

These theories were boring, and many of the noble children felt drowsy after listening to them. Yin Ze was also not interested in them, but Tang San was listening carefully.

I finally made it to the end of get out of class and took a short rest.

Amidst the sound of footsteps, a plump woman in a short skirt walked in wearing high heels.

Teacher Yuena looks to be in her thirties. She has flying hair, fair face, big eyes, and two shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiles.

"Hello, teacher." The martial arts practical class was still very popular, with more than a dozen children saying hello together.

Teacher Yuena waved her hand. When she saw Yin Ze and Tang San, she smiled and said, "A new classmate is here today. You two should introduce yourselves and show off your martial arts."

"Okay teacher, my name is Tang San, from Holy Spirit Village, Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass."

Tang San was the first to introduce it, spreading out his right hand and a dark green Blue Silver Grass with strange patterns on the back of the leaves appeared in his palm.

"Blue silver grass, useless martial spirit." Some noble children couldn't help laughing immediately.

His companion whispered: "You can't say that. Yin Ze's martial spirit is also blue silver grass, but he defeated Boss Xiao."

"Quiet." Teacher Yuena looked sternly, and the two teenagers quickly shut their mouths.

Immediately, Teacher Yuena looked at Tang San and smiled: "You are Tang San, very good. Your soul power should have reached level [-]."

"Yes, teacher." Tang San nodded and secretly glanced at Xiao Wu. This was perhaps the only way he could attract the other person's attention.Unfortunately, Xiao Wu's mind was always on Yin Ze and she didn't raise her head to look at him. Tang San was slightly disappointed.

"Hello, teacher, hello classmates, my name is Yin Ze, from Paoshan Village, Wuhun Lan Yin Cao."

Seeing Teacher Yuena looking at him, Yin Ze hurriedly stood up and introduced himself. At the same time, he called out the blue silver grass. His blue silver grass was turquoise, which was obviously different from Tang San's dark green blue silver grass.

However, since neither of them had displayed their soul rings or soul skills, it was still unclear which strategy was better.

"Yes, the same Blue Silver Grass martial soul has a completely different development direction. So today we will talk about the development and mutation of the martial soul. However, before that, I want to see the duel between the same Blue Silver Grass martial souls. , Tang San, Yin Ze, come here..."

Teacher Yuena called Yin Ze and Tang San to the empty space in the middle of the classroom. At this point, Yin Ze finally understood what this circular space of nearly a hundred square meters was used for.

Not only Teacher Yuena wanted to watch the Bluesilver Grass vs. Bluesilver Grass, but Xiao Wu and the noble children were also very interested.

"Okay, let's get started, until the click ends." After Yin Ze and Tang San stood at opposite ends of the empty field, Teacher Yuena announced with a smile that the competition had begun.

"Yin Ze, be careful. The first soul skill is entanglement."

Tang San summoned the Blue Silver Grass, and a circle of yellow soul rings wandered outside his body. Dark green Blue Silver Grass sprouted from the ground, and then wrapped around Yin Ze as quickly as a spiritual snake.

Of course, the reason why he warned in advance was based on two considerations.Firstly, this is a competition, and the teacher cannot let him severely injure Yin Ze, and secondly, he can show his own grace.

"A century-old spirit ring? And the attack range is so large, it is definitely not the kind that has just passed a century."

Seeing Tang San displaying his soul skills, some of the noble children couldn't help but exclaimed. Some of them didn't have the first soul ring yet, and some only had the white ten-year soul ring fused with them. Suddenly they saw A century-old soul ring, why aren't you surprised?

It was impossible for Yin Ze to let Tang San's Blue Silver Grass get close to him, because once he was stabbed and contaminated with paralysis poison, his soul power would not be able to expel it in a short period of time, and he would definitely lose.

There was no other way, so Yin Ze could only summon his own soul ring.

"What? Purple, thousand-year soul ring?"

At this time, not only the aristocratic women jumped up from their seats and opened their mouths in shock, but even Teacher Yuena showed an expression of disbelief.

Tang San's eyes also flashed with a hint of astonishment, but the competitive spirit in his bones kept him from stopping his movements. Instead, he urged the blue silver grass to wrap around Yin Ze faster.

"The first soul skill is cutting."

Yin Ze smiled faintly. He had expected that Tang San would not stop. The green blue silver grass sprouted around him, and the long and narrow leaves turned into blades, cutting the entangled Datura Snake Grass. All the vines are minced.

Amidst the flying debris of dark green grass blades, the dark green blue silver grass pressed towards Tang San, sweeping away all his dark green blue silver grass wherever it passed.

A look of reluctance flashed in Tang San's eyes. He was fused with the 400-year-old Mandala Snake. How could he block the 300-year-old Green-winged Mantis? Moreover, Yin Ze was not inferior to him in terms of soul power.

Tang San wanted to call out the Sky-Shaking Hammer in his left hand several times, but finally endured it. His figure was erratic, avoiding Yin Ze's blade of grass.

Until now, Tang San has not opened his mouth to admit defeat. It is obvious that he intends to use Xuantian Technique to consume Yin Ze's soul power and then defeat him.

However, Yin Ze was not fooled at all. The green blue silver grass quickly shrank back into his palm. Yin Ze said to Teacher Yuena: "Teacher, is it okay?"

This is a discussion, just give it up when you feel good. There is no need to fight Tang San head-on, as that will expose more of his trump cards.

After being reminded by Yin Ze, Teacher Yuena smiled and nodded: "Very good, you two go back to your seats. The discussion ends here."

"Teacher, who won between Yin Ze and Tang San?" As Yin Ze and Tang San returned to their seats, some of the noble children couldn't help but ask.