Douluo: Only by conquering the goddess can the GM authority be increased

Chapter 177 178. Qisha

"The master is indeed 'invincible', but he is only invincible in theory. Of course, only if his theories can become reality. Director, I still remember what the master said about the ten core competencies of martial arts. Then It’s just ridiculous.”

"That's enough, Grandmaster is the dean's friend. Don't judge yourself. Although no one has proved his theory to be correct, no one has proved his theory to be wrong. In the Wuhun world, Grandmaster is a well-known figure .”

"No, Director, it should be a well-known clown. Everyone just thinks he's a joke."

Hearing the conversation inside, Tang San paused slightly and frowned slightly.

When he worshiped Yu Xiaogang as his teacher before, he was coerced by the time of the system task, so he didn't ask the master's martial soul and soul power level in detail. Hearing the discussion of the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office at this time, I am afraid that his teacher's strength is not good enough. How tough.

But Tang San just frowned and continued walking out.

He actually doesn't care about the master's strength.

The power of a teacher cannot be imparted to his disciples. The main reason why most students want to find a strong teacher is because, generally speaking, the strength of a soul master is directly proportional to their practice experience.

But Tang San thought that his teacher Yu Xiaogang was not among them.

After all, it is not possible for ordinary people to deduce that he is a twin martial soul from two simple information points: Blue Silver Grass and Innate Full Soul Power.

As for the teacher at the teaching office who said that the master is theoretically invincible, Tang San even felt a little satisfied.

After all, he has the help of the system, and the improvement of his strength may progress rapidly, so what he needs most now is the theory about soul masters and martial souls on the Douluo Continent.

Tang San strolled out of the teaching building, looking for the dormitory building.

There is only one dormitory building, which is easy to find. The students and teachers of the college live here.

There are only seven student dormitories in total. 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. There are only about forty students in each grade of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

The lower three floors of the dormitory building hold seven large dormitories where students live. Each dormitory is responsible for 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.

Thinking of living together, Tang San felt a little nervous for no reason, for fear that his roommates would discover his secret.

But things had come to this, and Tang San had no choice. As soon as he walked to Qishe's door, he heard the noise coming from inside. The door was open, and he walked to the door and looked inside.

This is a spacious room, covering nearly three hundred square meters. There are a total of fifty beds in it, but there are only beds, and there are only eleven beds with bedding. At this time, there are seven or eight people in the eight-year-old room inside. Children between the ages of twelve and twelve were noisy.

Tang San knocked on the door, and the eyes of the children who were speaking immediately turned in his direction. One of the older children looked at Tang San, who was dressed in patches, and walked towards him.

This child was nearly two heads taller than Tang San, and his figure was already relatively burly at his age. When he walked up to Tang San, he looked at him somewhat condescendingly and said, "Are you a new work-study student?"

A kind smile appeared on Tang San's face, "Yes, I am a work-study student from Holy Soul Village."

"My name is Wang Sheng, Wuhun is Zhan Hu, the future war soul master. I am also the leader here, boy, what is your name? What is Wuhun?"

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

"Blue Silver Grass? When will the Blue Silver Grass spirit be able to be cultivated?" Wang Sheng showed an expression of extreme surprise, and most of the children in the dormitory burst into laughter, looking at Tang San as if he were an idiot.

Tang San didn't get angry because of Wang Sheng's attitude, he still smiled, "Can you please give 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, he frowned, and said: "My name is Tang San, not Xiao Sanzi."

He wouldn't care if the elders kindly called him "little three", or if they called him in good faith, it didn't matter, but the so-called boss in front of him obviously wanted to give him a bad impression.

Wang Sheng raised his hand and pushed Tang San on the shoulder, pushing him back a few steps, "I'm going to call you mistress, what's the matter? You're not convinced?"

Tang San smiled, shook his head gently, and put the school uniform in his hand on the 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 could clearly see Tang San taking a very fast step, and he was already behind Wang Sheng. Without looking back, he bent his right arm and hit Wang Sheng on the waist with his 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 college 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. This is what is called killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

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 felt that his right fist seemed to be pulled by a special force and changed its direction. At the same time, a strong force came from Tang San's right hand, and his feet happened to be tripped, and his body immediately flew out again. . The balance is not so easy to grasp this time. The simple movements of Tang San's hands had already used the Tang Sect's secret technique of controlling cranes and capturing dragons. With the help of Wang Sheng's own strength, plus his own strength, Wang Sheng threw himself onto a bed with a pop.

Seeing this, the other members of the Qishe immediately went into an uproar.

(End of this chapter)