Douluo: Dragon Emperor Peerless

Ye Tong looked at Yu Xiaogang. Although he had just come to the human world not long ago, he was definitely not stupid.

Xiao Wu had told him at the beginning that the innate conditions of a human spirit master's martial spirit had basically determined the upper limit of his future training.

It is not impossible for a person with innate soul power to become a level [-] or higher Soul Douluo, or even a level [-] titled Douluo, as long as he continues to practice step by step and does not fall halfway.

What Xiao Wu told him was obviously in conflict with what the master said just now, there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters.

Comparing the two with each other, Ye Tong believed more in Xiao Wu, who was also from the soul beast clan, rather than the master in front of him.

The smile on the master's face froze, and he looked at Ye Tong in surprise, wondering how a dull-looking boy who didn't even know his apprenticeship or teacher could grasp the key to the problem in one fell swoop.

It is naturally impossible to admit that what he just said is wrong, and it is even more impossible to admit that he is a waste.

"The martial spirit I just looked at proves that your martial spirit is from an unknown dragon clan, so I speculate that your martial spirit should have mutated when you awakened. And my martial spirit is also a mutated dragon martial spirit. , so let me teach you, and your future cultivation will be more effective." The master's face straightened and he changed the subject directly.

"Dragon martial spirit? What kind of dragon are you?" Ye Tong looked at the master curiously.

Tang San and Xiao Wu also looked at the master with curious eyes, as if they were curious about the master's martial spirit.

"Before my martial spirit mutated, it was a very powerful dragon-like martial spirit. However, after the mutation, my martial spirit became weaker."

"Can you release your martial spirit to me? I will explain to you your martial spirit and the direction of your future development." The master looked at Ye Tong, not wanting to release himself at all. The meaning of Wuhun.

"Do you know me?" Ye Tong asked.

"You and I met for the first time, how could I know you?" the master said.

"Then why should I show it to you?" Ye Tong looked at Yu Xiaogang and asked calmly.

Hearing this, the master smiled awkwardly and looked at Xiao Wu with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Thank you, but I don't need it." Xiao Wu smiled politely and rejected the master directly.

Seeing this, the master couldn't help but sigh and led them to the place where they were admitted.

Tang San, who was following the master, suddenly felt that he had the wrong teacher. There was no useless martial spirit, only useless spirit masters.So the master who awakened his martial soul at the age of six is ​​now 50 or 29 years old, and his soul power is only level [-], so what is he?

Just like what Ye Tong asked just now, is what he said wrong, or is he just a useless soul master...

Nordin Junior Soul Master Academy is not as big as it looks on the surface. It is mainly divided into several areas, the main teaching building, the playground and the dormitory building on the east side.

Although Notting College is only a junior soul master college, the requirements for students here are very strict. Even if their homes are next to the college, students must live in the college and accept unified management.

The master took them into the Academic Affairs Office, asked them to go through the admission procedures, and then walked straight out of the Education Office.

Ye Tong, Tang San, and Xiao Wu, after completing the admission procedures, walked out of the Education Office and headed to the Seventh House of the dormitory building.

The three of them talked all the way into the dormitory building.

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

Qisha is a special place among the seven student dormitories, and the conditions are also the worst. It is a place specially designed for work-study students.Moreover, Qishe is also the only dormitory with mixed age groups. All working-study students, regardless of grade, live here.

As soon as the three of them walked to Qishe's door, they heard loud noises coming from inside.

Reaching out to push open the door, Ye Tong, Tang San and Xiao Wu felt a strong wind blowing towards them.

Out of instinct, Ye Tong directly raised his leg and kicked in front of him, while Tang San lowered his body and pushed his hand away. Xiao Wu's body stayed on the spot and swept out with one leg.

There was a cry of surprise, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

The three of them looked around and saw a child, about eleven or twelve years old, falling heavily to the ground.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Xiao Wu looked at the children in front of her and asked.

Tang San glanced at Ye Tong and Xiao Wu calmly, and said secretly: "Very strong."

Ye Tong's eyes were looking at the situation in the dormitory.

The child got up from the ground, covered his chest with his hands, looked at the three of them, and said: "My name is: Wang Sheng, I was the boss in the past. This is the rule of the dormitory. Whoever has the strongest fist is the boss of the dormitory. Yours You are stronger than me, and you are the boss of the three in the dormitory."

Hearing this, Ye Tong, Tang San and Xiao Wu couldn't help but look at each other and said in unison: "Boss?"

Wang Sheng nodded and said: "Well, we working-study students are all from civilian backgrounds. People from other dormitories often bully us from Qishe. As the boss, we must stand up for our brothers."

Ye Tong yawned, looked at the bed next to the window, walked over and sat down on the bed.

"What are you..." Wang Sheng looked at Ye Tong and couldn't help but ask.

Ye Tong glanced at Wang Sheng, indicating that he was about to speak.

"Don't worry about him, he's not the boss." Xiao Wu looked at Tang San and said, "Little Sanzi, let's compete to see who is the boss."

Tang San smiled awkwardly and said: "My name is Tang San, not Mistress. Ye Tong is not the boss, so I won't argue with you."

Xiao Wu nodded thoughtfully and said, "That's the boss of the dormitory. Being a work-study student seems not bad."

In the dormitory, except for Ye Tong and Tang San, everyone else stood up and called Xiao Wu: "Boss."

At this moment, a teacher in his 30s came in from outside and said, "Is there a new work-study student? Come forward."

Ye Tong, Tang San, and Xiao Wu all looked over.

The teacher had an ordinary appearance with light green hair. He was holding a quilt in his hands and said, "Which one is Tang San?"

Tang San stretched out his hand and said, "Teacher, am I Tang San?"

The teacher said: "My name is Mohen, you can call me Teacher Mo, Tang San, this is the quilt given to you by the master."

Tang San took the quilt. Although the quilt was not gorgeous, a dry breath hit his nostrils. They were all brand new.

"Okay, thank you, teacher." Tang San looked at the quilt in his hand and agreed.