[Douluo x Jian Wang 3] The sun and moon remain the same

"Thank you, teacher." Tang San and Lu Jiu followed the master into the academy. The other party paused when he heard Tang San's words and stopped walking forward: "I am not a teacher." He looked at Tang San as if It means something.

"What is it if you are not a teacher? Didn't you just say that you represent the academy?" The master tried hard to raise the corners of his stiff lips, as if he wanted to smile at Tang San: "Although you represent the academy, you are not necessarily still a teacher." He paused. After a pause, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes: "Let's just call him a person who relies on connections to eat and drink. I know the dean of this college. You have to know that master and teacher have different meanings. So don't call them wrong, unless …”

The master paused, with a light in his eyes. He looked at Tang San and said, "Unless you want me to be your teacher."

"Do you want to teach me martial arts?" Tang San asked.

"Then are you willing?"

Tang San raised his head to look at the master in front of him, and observed closely at this time, looking from the bottom up again, he found that the master's mouth was a bit big, and his lips were also very thick.He didn't speak, neither agreed nor refused.

The master looked at Tang San's eyes staring blankly at him, and that stiff smile appeared again: "Okay, you are indeed a smart kid."

Not speaking has two meanings. One is not to refuse in a hurry to avoid offending the master. The second is to use actions to ask the master, why should I worship you as my teacher?

Like old Jack, the master raised his hand and rubbed Tang San's head: "You are so talented and so smart. It seems that I have to be persistent for a while. After all, you are also the third twin in the past hundred years. Martial spirit."

Tang San was shocked when he heard the master's words, but now that the situation was unclear, Tang San looked at the man in front of him with increased vigilance.

The master didn't care about Tang San's reaction and continued: "Are you very strange, why do I know that you have twin martial spirits?" He took out Tang San's certificate in his hand and shook it: "It's because of this Zhang Zhengzhi. Maybe others can’t see the flaw, but if I can’t see it either, then I don’t deserve the title of master.”

The master explained to Tang San in great detail what he called the ten core competitivenesses of martial arts based on his research, and used bluesilver grass and innate full soul power as examples. It was well-founded and simple to understand. Even people like Lu Jiu who have little understanding of the world can easily understand his theory.

To put it simply, Blue Silver Grass is an extremely ordinary martial spirit. If you want to have full innate soul power, according to the data, there are basically only two possibilities. One is to have another powerful weapon that can support the full innate soul power. The soul is the twin martial soul; the second blue silver grass is the extraordinary blue silver grass martial soul with the characteristics of mutated martial soul.

But Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was very ordinary and showed no signs of mutation, so it was almost certain that he had another martial spirit that could support his innate soul power.

After listening to the master's words, Tang San suddenly took a few steps back and prostrated himself in front of the master.

"What are you doing?" The master was surprised.

"Teacher, please accept me as your disciple." Tang San said extremely solemnly.

The master smiled and pulled him up, with unconcealable excitement in his eyes: "Silly boy, just bow to me as a disciple. Kneeling is for the king and parents." Tang San didn't know much about Douluo Continent's etiquette, but he didn't I don’t think I’m being too polite: “Once you’re a teacher, you’re always a father, so naturally you can kneel down.”

Hearing Tang San's words, the master looked at Tang San with emotion: "Good boy." He patted Tang San's dusty pants that had just been kneeling on the ground, then turned to look at Lu Jiu who was standing beside him without speaking and asked. "Is this your brother?" Lu Jiu froze and shrank invisibly behind Tang San.

Tang San took Lu Jiu's hand: "Teacher, this is my brother Lu Jiu. He... he can't speak." The master looked at Lu Jiu's proof and murmured: "He is also born with full soul power, and his martial soul is double Knife?" He subconsciously touched his chin: "It's not easy to talk here. I'll take you to report first, and you can come over to where I live later and explain it in detail."

The master took Tang San and Lu Jiu to the place where the report was registered, said a few words and left. The teacher who signed up Tang San seemed to be a little different from what Tang San had originally thought, especially when it came to the master and his own martial spirit Blue Silver Grass.

It was just his good upbringing that prevented Tang San from making any extraordinary reaction to these people's overt or covert belittling. Why should he ask for anything from people who couldn't even understand them as their equals.

"Is this your brother?" Another teacher asked, holding Lu Jiu's certificate.

"Yes, teacher. Xiaojiu is my cousin." Before coming here, he and Lu Jiu had already compiled a complete story. From birth to age and experience, the two of them had discussed it. Just start talking nonsense.

Tang San said with worry in his eyes: "My brother has not been in good health since he was a child, and he is also very stubborn, so everyone in the family hopes that he can take this opportunity to leave the village, at least take good care of his health, and become more courageous. "After saying that, Tang San patted Lu Jiu's hand worriedly.

Lu Jiu skillfully shrank behind Tang San. Lu Jiu, who was already half a head shorter than Tang San, was completely blocked by Tang San. Only the uncoordinated strand of curly hair on the top of his head and his pair of amber hair were exposed. There seemed to be tears shining in his pupils. It seems that coming to a place with so many people is already the limit.

The teachers in this office firmly believed in Tang San's words. After sighing at another innate soul power, they also lamented the impermanence of people.