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"What's your name? The new work-study student?" The middle-aged man was curious about Tang San, who was carrying a big bundle and holding a new bedding. The Nuoding Academy wouldn't give new bedding to students. Did he have a relative among the teachers?
"My name is Tang San. I am indeed a new work-study student." Although he recognized the other party, he didn't want to answer, but he shouldn't know the person in front of him at this time. Regardless of hypocrisy or not, he still had to show some courtesy.
"Show me your soul master certificate." The middle-aged man's tone was stiff, but he revealed a hint of indisputability.
So arrogant!
Tang San cursed in his heart, but he still put the bedding on a relatively clean stone brick first, and then slowly took out the soul master certificate from his pocket.
"Blue Silver Grass soul master with innate soul power of level six." The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He knew about the Blue Silver Grass martial soul. None of them had innate soul power above level three.
Innate level six?
This kid's Blue Silver Grass must have mutated.
As a soul theory master, Yu Xiaogang wanted to prove himself. He needed a soul master who looked like a waste on the surface, but had a very strong talent.
The Blue Silver Grass soul master indeed met his selection criteria.
But was level six too low?
Innate soul power represented the potential for future cultivation. Level six, even if everything went smoothly in the future, at best, he would be a Soul Saint.
Soul Saint was not enough. He had to be a Titled Douluo. If this kid was innate level seven, Yu Xiaogang could also be persistent, but unfortunately... But what if he waited for the next one?
How much longer would that take?
Should he accept him?
Tang San didn't care what the other party was thinking in his mind. He asked, "Teacher, can you give me back the certificate? I'm going to the dormitory."
"Here."
Yu Xiaogang was a bit unhappy that Tang San interrupted his thoughts, but he didn't curse.
Although he was proud in his heart, he wouldn't be angry at a six-year-old child. He thought to himself, "No, innate level six, it doesn't meet my selection criteria. It's unlikely that he will show his prowess in the Continental Advanced Academy Soul Dueling Tournament in the future. And he has poor patience, so his cultivation speed will definitely be very slow in the future."
Seeing Yu Xiaogang shaking his head and sighing, Tang San also breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Yu Xiaogang left. Otherwise, if the other party tried to coax him, a child, would not be able to refuse. The more he exposed, the more the other party would be interested.
If he refused, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't be like in the fanfiction, furious and incompetent.
After all, he must know that people have been saying bad things about him behind his back these years, but he has endured it all these years. His mind was so deep that he wouldn't go crazy because of other people's rejection and ridicule.
Besides, Yu Xiaogang and the dean of Nuoding Academy were friends.
And what about himself?
He hadn't even seen the dean's face.
His talent, innate level six, was good on the surface, better than most of the students in this academy, but he didn't believe that the dean would offend Yu Xiaogang for him.
Even if Brother Tao came over and said something nice...
It was still the same, no matter what, Yu Xiaogang was Yu Yuanzhen's son, and he hadn't been expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan yet!
If Yu Xiaogang put aside his face and went back to the clan to complain, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wouldn't spare him.
As for face?
As long as you are strong, you are justice.
This point, not only Tang San in the original book, but also the major forces were not much different. The difference was only in the fifty steps and a hundred steps.
Although people who knew Yu Xiaogang knew that he had a very strong self-esteem and would not go back to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
But what if?
No one dared to bet.
This was also why he was the joke of the soul master world, but no one dared to mock him in front of him, and could only say cold words behind his back.
The identity was there, no matter how unhappy others were in their hearts, they would just say it behind their backs. In front of him, it was equivalent to mocking the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan could mock Yu Xiaogang in front of him, but others couldn't.
People who dared to do this had basically no emotional intelligence.
His thoughts returned to normal, and Tang San had arrived at the door of Dormitory Seven.
"New work-study student?" A child about one meter and six tall stood at the door of Dormitory Seven. His body was relatively sturdy, and his hands and feet had bruises. His face was square and he looked a bit honest.
"Yes, I'm from Holy Spirit Village. My name is Tang San. We will be roommates from now on." Tang San introduced himself, and then passed the boy, found an empty bed in the dormitory, put down the bedding, and started to tidy up.
"Let's fight."
The boy said, "This is the tradition of Dormitory Seven. The strongest one is the boss of Dormitory Seven."
"Let's not do that. My martial soul is only Blue Silver Grass, and I have no combat power." Tang San released his soul master, and a Blue Silver Grass sprouted from his palm.
"Nowadays, even Blue Silver Grass can be cultivated?" The boy scratched his head, a bit puzzled, but he didn't ask Tang San's innate soul power. He said to Tang San, "In that case, I won't fight you either, lest others say I bully you. But you have to listen to me in the future, because I am the boss of Dormitory Seven, the strongest one. Of course, you don't have to think that the boss is awesome. This is to fight against those noble students. They look down on us commoner work-study students. By the way, my name is Wang Sheng, and my martial soul is a Battle tiger."
Sure enough, this was the same as in the original book. Work-study students had no human rights.
Of course, Tang San didn't expect that under this semi-feudal and semi-slave system, the rulers would have any humanitarian ideas.
But as a new student, he still had to pretend to be ignorant and ask, "Does the teacher allow them to bully us?"
"They don't care. Even I have been here for five years and I feel that the teachers are vaguely encouraging this behavior. But they can't kill or cripple students." Wang Sheng shook his head. "You don't have to be afraid. As the boss, I will protect my little brother. But when we fight in groups, you have to rush up too. You can't be afraid."
"I will do it." Tang San was thinking about Wang Sheng's guess.
Encourage the noble students to bully the work-study students?
It should be to encourage competition.
From this point of view, Nudoing Academy and Shrek seemed to have no difference. It was just that the degree of "competition" was different, and Shrek's bottom line was lower... Or, were all the academies in the continent the same?
Maybe, after all, the various branches of soul masters seemed to serve for war.
At this time, a childish voice sounded at the door of Dormitory Seven, interrupting Tang San's thoughts, with a little timidity: "Excuse me, is this Dormitory Seven?"
Tang San looked over, and a little girl in a pink dress stood at the door of Dormitory Seven. She had a scorpion tail braid tied behind her head, which was almost hanging to the ground.
Her face was very delicate, unlike a commoner.
Tang San thought to himself: "The encounter of fate, the protagonist's accessory and the protagonist's temper detonator are here!"
"Yes, this is Dormitory Seven." Wang Sheng was the second to come back to his senses. He walked to Xiao Wu's side, his face flushed slightly, and said, "Hello, my name is Wang Sheng. I am the boss here. According to the tradition of Dormitory Seven, we have to fight. Whoever wins is the boss. Of course, you can also admit defeat."
The spring-hearted child, the one in front of you, is a wild hundred thousand year soul beast that has taken human form. You can't handle it.
Tang San shook his head secretly.
But if he wanted to participate in the Continental Advanced Academy Soul Dueling Tournament, he couldn't bring this wild soft boned rabbit with him. That would only cause trouble for himself, and nothing else.
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Status: Edited!