Douluo: I am Bibi Dong's guardian sword!

The master was suddenly stunned, wondering why Tang San suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to him.

"What are you trying to do?" He quickly went to pull Tang San away.

Tang San shouted respectfully with a firm expression: "Teacher, I am willing to learn from you, please accept me as your disciple."

In just a few minutes, he had been impressed by the master's rich theoretical knowledge. Although he already had a strong talent, what he lacked was the knowledge of cultivation.

And with such a wise man as his teacher, he will avoid many detours.

The master smiled with great satisfaction. After pulling Tang San up, he said: "Kowtowing is the etiquette of worshiping the king and parents. You only need to bow."

Tang San said with a serious expression: "Once a teacher, always a father, I should have given you this great gift."

The master suddenly looked moved, laughed and said, "I didn't expect that I had accepted a good disciple."

Tang San also smiled. Originally, he was still a little confused about his future life in the academy.

But now that I have become a master, I suddenly have a direction.

The master suddenly remembered that there was another little genius, and quickly turned to look at Chen An.

Tang San frowned fiercely. He didn't know if it was because Chen An refused to show the martial spirit to the master before. He didn't like this good-looking and talented child.

Tang San also had a rough guess about the master's intention to accept Chen An as his disciple.

Chen An smiled and looked at the master.

The master said: "Chen An, if you also want to become a powerful soul master, then study with me together with Tang San."

Chen An shook his head and said with a smile: "I prefer nine-year compulsory education to martial arts theory."

The smile on the master's face froze slightly, and then he softened and said: "I didn't expect that you also studied nine years of compulsory education. If nine years of compulsory education can indeed compete with my theory. But it is still not as good as me."

When he heard this, Tang San couldn't help but look at Chen An.

Chen An somewhat despises the master.

You just said that you are not as good as Chen An, but in the blink of an eye, you said that your theory is stronger than Chen An's nine-year compulsory education.

It's actually a bit hypocritical.

The master put it another way and said: "Children Chen An, it is very difficult to practice as a soul master. If you have a master to guide you, you will get twice the result with half the effort. And a soul master can only worship one master in his life, otherwise he will be tolerated by the world. If it is discussed When it comes to teaching, I’m afraid no one can do it better than me.”

Chen Anxiao looked at the master and said, "Isn't the nine-year compulsory education better than the master's theory?"

The master immediately defended himself: "Just now you saw that I was able to infer that Tang San was a twin martial spirit based on just one piece of proof. Isn't this enough to prove that my theory is better than the nine-year compulsory education?"

Chen An said: "Tang San can be easily solved by studying physics and chemistry in nine years of compulsory education."

Blue Silver Grass uses herbicide, and Haotian Hammer uses magnets to restrict it.

Sudden!Chen An changed the subject.

"But to deal with Tang San, you don't need nine years of compulsory education. A sword is enough to defeat him."

"What a loud tone, but it's just full of innate soul power." Tang San couldn't help but say.

Chen An glanced at Tang San and said with a faint smile: "With all my innate soul power, it will be easy for me to deal with you."

"Would you like to come practice? Prove that you are better than me?"

If you are stronger than me, I don't mind letting you die early.

Tang San said not to be outdone, he had long disliked Chen An.

And he wanted to kill him.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to kill him later.

Especially since he now has the master as his teacher, Chen An is disrespectful to the master, and it is the disciple's responsibility to seek justice for the master.

Chen An smiled and said: "Want to win against me? Daydreaming, you can dream of anything."

"Stop arguing, you will still be classmates who get along day and night from now on." The master said to smooth things over.

He looked at Chen An and said, "How about I make a bet with you. If you lose, how about you be willing to become my disciple?"

Chen An became interested and said: "If the master loses, just admit that your theory is not as good as the nine-year compulsory education."

"Then, we have an agreement." The master smiled happily.

"What kind of gambling method did the master say?" Chen An asked.

The master looked at Chen An and said: "You and Tang San have innate tenth-level soul power. Tang San accepts my teachings. After one year, as long as your soul power and actual combat ability surpass Tang San, you will win. Otherwise, you will win." Then I win."

The master was completely sure in his heart, and had even thought about the development direction of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass. In a one-on-one situation, the control-type spirit master was definitely the strongest.

Therefore, he felt that his theory could make him invincible.

He even felt that this was a bit bullying Chen An.

But think about it, it's also for the sake of this proud child. After all, the nine-year compulsory education is not as good as his martial arts theory.

He also felt at ease.

"This bet is quite fun. I, Chen An, will take it. I will prove that the theory of nine-year compulsory education is better than yours." Chen An said.

"What exactly is nine-year compulsory education?" Tang San couldn't help but asked curiously.

Chen An thought for a while and summed up the nine-year compulsory education in one sentence, "The nine-year compulsory education is actually a multi-faceted improvement of people."

After hearing this, Tang San became even more concerned about the nine-year compulsory education.

But Chen An didn't want to tell Tang San, which made Tang San a little angry.

The master is in a good mood. Today is really the happiest day for him in many years. Not only has he accepted a genius disciple Tang San, but also another little genius has become his treasure.

"I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office to report." The master smiled and took Tang San's hand.

Chen An followed leisurely, his eyes constantly passing through the academy, which made him feel something in his heart.

It has been so many years, but I never thought that one day I would return to a school similar to an elementary school.

It’s going to be another nine years of school, which is quite interesting.

The main areas in Notting College are the teaching building, playground and dormitory building, and the rest of the area occupies a relatively small area.

The college stipulates that all students must stay on campus and stay on campus, even if their homes are not far from the college, and they must accept unified management.

Soon after, the master brought Tang San and Chen An to the front of the teaching building.

The Academic Affairs Office is on the first floor of the teaching building, and there are already teachers there to receive this year's new students.

The master knew the receptionist inside. He handed Tang San's certificate to a teacher who looked to be in his 60s and said, "Director Su, please help register this child."

"Xiaosan, if I still have something to do, I'll leave first. I'll find you later."

"Okay, teacher." Tang San also nodded.

After the master left, Director Su reminded: "Kid, he is not a teacher in our college. Please don't scream in the future."

Tang San said: "I already worship him as my teacher."

Director Su and the other two teachers in their 20s all looked strange and seemed to be suppressing laughter.

"You actually worship the master as your teacher?" Director Su couldn't help but ask.

"Is there any problem with this?" Tang San asked instead.

"No, no, as long as you are happy, I will help you with the procedures now." Director Su said.