Douluo, my martial spirit is elixir

After the master finished sighing with emotion, he took the two of them to the Academic Affairs Office - the Academic Affairs Office is where all freshmen go through the admission procedures.

When I walked into the Academic Affairs Office, I saw a teacher who was nearly 60 years old, and there was a teacher in his 30s next to him. As soon as the master entered, he slapped the two certificates on the table and said, "These are the work-study students sent from Saint Soul Village this year. Please help them register."

Seeing the master's domineering movements, Tang Yao immediately transformed into a little fan girl and had infinite admiration for the master.

In less than two minutes, the admission procedures were completed. The ambassador left on his own, and the middle-aged teacher took Tang Yao and the two of them to Qishe and left in a hurry. The two of them stood in front of the door. Tang Yao looked at the door with great emotion. After a pause, he said to Tang San: "Brother, please open the door."

Tang Yao knew that whoever opened the door first would be challenged by Wang Sheng. This is naturally not because he is not as strong as Wang Sheng, but because whoever is the boss will borrow Xiao Wu's challenge. You can't steal your brother's wife! Furthermore, as a time traveler, he would definitely not be without a wife, Tang Yao firmly believed this!

The door opened with a click. When Tang San walked in, he found that it was a spacious room, covering nearly three hundred square meters. There were a total of fifty beds in it, but there were only beds, and only the ones with bedding. Bed 11, at this time, there were seven or eight children between the ages of eight and twelve making a noise. Tang Yao had already read the comics, so naturally he was not very curious about it. The eyes of the children who were talking suddenly Attracted by the sound, Tang Yao and the others turned around. One of the older children looked at Tang San and the others and walked towards them.

This child was nearly two heads taller than Tang San, and was already quite burly for his age. He walked up to Tang San, looked at him somewhat condescendingly and said, "A new work-study student?" They are all adults, so naturally they will not fight with a child.

Tang San took a step forward, with a kind smile on his face, "Hello, we are work-study students from Holy Soul Village."

"My name is Wang Sheng. My martial spirit is Zhan Hu, the future fighting spirit master. I am also the leader here. Boy, what is your name? What is my martial spirit?" Wang Sheng said arrogantly.

"My name is Tang San, and my martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass. This is my brother's martial spirit elixir."

"Blue Silver Grass? When can Blue Silver Grass martial arts be cultivated? Why haven't I heard of it?" Wang Sheng showed an expression of extreme surprise, and most of the children in the dormitory burst into laughter. Looking at Tang San, Tang Yao's eyes looked like he was looking at an idiot.

Tang San still had a smile on his face, "Can you please give way?"

Wang Sheng ignored Tang San's words, "Little Sanzi, Xiao Yaozi, I am the boss here, you have to listen to me from now on, do you understand?" The corner of Tang Yao's mouth twitched, why does it feel like the name of a eunuch?

The smile on Tang San's face gradually disappeared, "My name is Tang San, not Xiaosanzi. And don't call me brother like that!" He wouldn't mind if the elders called him Xiaosan affectionately, or it would be okay if they called him kindly. But the so-called boss in front of them obviously wanted to give them a blow.

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.