Douluo's system exploded at the beginning

What’s interesting is that on the last day of enrollment at Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, because Wang Quan had to go out to pick up some things, he met the protagonist Tang San for the first time when he came back. Don’t get me wrong, Wang Quan didn’t know Tang San. After all, he was awakened by Tang San. The Blue Silver Emperor really looked too ordinary before, just like a country boy.He could recognize Tang San because what was happening before reminded him.

There was an old man, a young man and a young man standing at the door. The old man looked like he was in his 60s. He was slender but energetic. His clothes were clean and tidy, his hair was neatly combed, and he was holding a cane made of an unknown tree in his hand.

It was a child who was only five or six years old. Obviously, he was often exposed to the warmth of the sun, his skin was a healthy wheat color, his short black hair looked neat, and his clothes were plain but clean.

The young man was the concierge of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. At this time, he was looking at them with disdain. He thought they were dressed like country people and thought he could make some extra money, but the old man was not polite, which made him a little dissatisfied. , just throw the blame on them.

After a dispute, Tang San simply pushed the window open and pushed him down. Just when the concierge was getting angry and wanted to teach Tang San a lesson, Wang Quan noticed that Tang San's left hand had been raised.

"Okay, stop." At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded, stopping the concierge from doing anything.

The concierge was stunned for a moment, and then the anger on his face suddenly turned into flattery, the change was unimaginable, and he nodded and bowed to the visitor: "Master, you are back."

Tang San turned around and saw a slightly thin man of medium stature arriving beside them at some point.It seemed that this man was about 50 to [-] years old, with short black hair parted in threes and sevens. He had a very ordinary appearance, with his hands behind his back, but he had a special temperament, and his eyes were open and closed with a bit of laziness and decadence.

He has been a legendary master these days, but he looks really ordinary from the outside. As a Yangou, I complained in my heart.

After the master made a small show of his holiness at the door, he pulled Tang San into the school gate. Wang Quan followed from a distance, wanting to witness this historic moment.

"Teacher, thank you." Tang San said to the master.

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher of the academy." The master looked down at Tang San, and said calmly.

"Not a teacher? Didn't you just say that you represented the college?"

The master shook his head. He who has always been impatient is extremely tolerant today, and once again squeezed out that ugly smile, "Who said that the teachers of the academy must be able to represent the academy?"

Tang San suddenly said: "I understand, then you must be the principal of the academy, or the leader."

The master laughed and said: "You are a six-year-old child, you are very smart. However, you still guessed wrong."

Tang San asked suspiciously: "Then you are?"

The master said: "I am just a resident who eats and drinks here. You are the same as everyone else, call me master. Everyone calls me that. I have even forgotten my own name. The proof of Wuhundian It says your name is Tang San, right? Tang San, you have to understand that the meanings of master and teacher are very different, so don't make a mistake in the future. Unless..."

Speaking of this, after hearing what he said, there was a scorching light in his eyes, "Unless you really want me to be your teacher."

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

The master stopped and stood still facing Tang San, "Then are you willing?"

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

Grandmaster looked at Tang San's eyes staring blankly at himself, and that stiff smile appeared again, "Okay, you really are a smart kid."

Not speaking has two meanings. One is not to refuse in a hurry, so as not to offend 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, "Extraordinarily talented and so smart, it seems that I have to be persistent for a while. How to say, you are also the third twin in the past hundred years." Wuhun."

After hearing the master's words, Tang San was shocked. Looking at the master, his eyes suddenly changed. His left wrist had also been quietly raised, with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.Wang Quan paid attention to Tang San's movements. To be honest, even he would make the same decision as Tang San.After all, twin martial souls are too rare. Once they are passed on to others, there will definitely be many twists and turns. Even if the master guesses, there is a certain chance of being exposed. Wang Quan has long understood the principle that a man is not guilty but harbors a treasure.This point of Tang San's mentality is understandable.

The old master looked at him, smiled and said, "Aren't you surprised why I know you are twin martial souls?" While talking, he shook the certificate that old Jack gave him in his hand, "It is Because of this proof. Maybe other people can't see the flaws in it, but if I can't see it too, then I'm not worthy of the word master."

"I once investigated 640 people whose martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass, among them, sixteen had soul power, and the probability was less than [-]%. And even among these sixteen people who possessed soul power, none of them The soul power can exceed one level, but you are the tenth level with the innate soul power. According to one of the ten core competitiveness of the martial arts I have studied, the size of the innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Blue Silver Grass is obviously not enough, so I can be sure that you should have another martial soul, and it is a very powerful martial soul."

Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down, retorting: "Everything has exceptions, why can't I be an exception?"

The master nodded seriously, and said: "That's right, there are exceptions to everything, but your martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass, so you are obviously not that exception. In the past 100 years, the twin martial arts of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire Although there were only two souls, nineteen were born with full soul power. I have carefully studied the martial souls of each of them, and all of them are powerful existences. The youngest one has now reached the level of a great soul. The level of masters. Except for 14 people who inherited powerful martial arts from family blood, there are five exceptions."

"Their backgrounds are not noble, but they also possess innate full soul power. And this kind of accident is the existence of mutant martial souls. According to my research on mutant martial souls over the years, there is no such thing as any kind of martial soul that is comparable to blue silver The grass spirit will mutate. And your blue silver grass spirit is an ordinary blue silver grass, so I can be sure that my judgment is correct."

"The mutant spirit, what is that?" Tang San asked.

The master explained patiently: "This is the first question of how the martial spirit is inherited. The martial spirit that a person possesses is directly related to the martial spirit of his parents. The martial spirit of one party. This is the family-style inheritance of martial arts. And some exceptions are the so-called mutant martial arts. The source is also the martial spirit of the parents, but because the martial spirit between the father and mother has a certain variability , so the martial spirit of the inheritor will mutate and produce a new martial spirit. Mutated martial arts can mutate so powerfully that they even appear innately full of soul power. But most mutant martial arts will only become Weak. Mutated spirits are like the product of inbreeding, there is a high chance of idiots, but there may also be wise men far beyond ordinary people."

Tang San nodded, and suddenly, he took a step back, widening the distance between himself and the master, and immediately fell to the ground on his knees, kowtow three times respectfully to the master.

Finally, Wang Quan saw this scene.

This time, it was the master's turn to be stunned, "What are you doing?"

"Teacher." Tang San called respectfully, "Please accept me as your apprentice."

The master smiled, very satisfied, then bent over and pulled Tang San up, "Silly boy, why do you have to kowtow when you are a teacher? Don't you know it's a courtesy to only worship the king and parents? Just bow."

Douluo Dalu's habits are obviously different from Tang San's first generation, but Tang San doesn't think his etiquette is too much, and solemnly said: "One day a teacher, lifelong father. You should be my kneeling."

Tang Sect's teaching on etiquette is very strict, and when he grew up with that kind of education, it has already been deeply imprinted in Tang San's heart.

The master looked at Tang San movedly, "Teacher for one day, father for life, good, good, it seems that I did not choose wrong." The so-called small details determine success or failure, even though the two masters and apprentices have not been in contact for a long time , but the master already has a good understanding of the child in front of him.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Academic Affairs Office to report." The master held Tang San's hand again, his big hand that was originally dry was a little sweaty due to excitement.