Chapter 9: My Name is Xiaowu, the Dance of Dance
"Can you tell me why?" Yu Xiaogang asked curiously.
"Because I already have a teacher," Ye Feng replied.
"You already have a teacher?" Yu Xiaogang asked in surprise.
"Ye Feng, when did you become someone's disciple? How come I didn't know?" Tang San also looked at Ye Feng in surprise.
"When my spirit awakened," Ye Feng answered truthfully.
"Awakening the spirit?" Tang San paused, thought for a while, and asked in surprise, "Ye Feng, you are not taking Su Yuntao as your master?"
"Su Yuntao?" Yu Xiaogang was stunned.
"What's wrong? Do I need other people's consent before I can become their disciple?" Ye Feng did not give a direct answer, but asked Tang San and Yu Xiaogang in a somewhat impatient tone.
"To become someone's disciple, you don't need other people's consent. It only requires both parties to be willing," Yu Xiaogang looked at Ye Feng with pity, sighed softly, and murmured, "Any spirit master can only have one master in his lifetime. What a pity, such a good seedling."
Yu Xiaogang knew that Su Yuntao's first spirit ring was a white spirit ring with a lifespan of ten years. A piece of trash even more useless than him.
But Yu Xiaogang didn't know that Ye Feng's master was not Su Yuntao, but Chen Xin, the Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, a Title Douluo who dared not give face to the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Following Yu Xiaogang, Ye Feng and Tang San came to the Academic Affairs Office and received their respective clothes. Tang San worshipped Yu Xiaogang as his master, which caused ridicule from the teachers in the Academic Affairs Office. Of course, Ye Feng's innate full spirit power was level 20, and Tang San's innate full spirit power was level 10, which also caused the teachers to sigh.
After leaving the Academic Affairs Office, Ye Feng and Tang San followed the instructions of the teachers in the Academic Affairs Office and went to Dormitory No. 7, where the working students lived.
"Ye Feng, I don't know why, but I feel like you've become a different person." Tang San walked while trying to find out what Ye Feng was thinking.
"Why do you say that?" Ye Feng asked.
"Just now at the gate, I didn't even know that I just had to give the money. But you knew, you are much more sensible than me." Tang San tilted his head and stared at Ye Feng, trying not to miss any details of Ye Feng's face. In the end, he was disappointed.
"Haha, that's nothing. You'll learn it if you listen to the stories many times." Ye Feng smiled, guessing that Tang San was trying to probe him.
Tang San is a time traveler, his intelligence far exceeds that of his peers. In Tang San's mind, since he can travel here, maybe there are others who can travel here too.
Tang San has twin spirits, and Ye Feng also has twin spirits.
Tang San practiced the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and his spirit power was at level ten when he awakened his spirit.
Apart from doing farm work, Ye Feng had no idea how to practice cultivation.
However, the spirit power gap between the two was ten levels.
In Tang San's mind, Ye Feng was very likely a time traveler, so he tried to find out what Ye Feng was thinking.
The door of Dormitory 7 was ajar, leaving a gap.
"It's finally here!" Ye Feng was extremely excited. He was going to get another reward.
When Ye Feng saw Tang San trying to push the door open, he quickly got there before Tang San and pushed open the door of Dormitory 7.
Whoosh!
A sound of breaking air was heard. Ye Feng had expected this. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's fist with his palm.
The attacker wanted to pull out his fist, but Ye Feng held it tightly, so he couldn't pull it out at all. Helplessly, the attacker could only swing his left arm and throw a left hook at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and he also stretched out his left hand to grab the opponent's left fist. The angry attacker could only kick Ye Feng's crotch with a move that could cut off his offspring.
"So cruel?"
Ye Feng raised his brows slightly.
If Ye Feng had been kicked in the crotch, he would definitely have wailed for a while.
Boom!
A slight sound was heard. It turned out that Ye Feng's knees were close together. The attacker kicked Ye Feng on the knee.
"Ah!" A scream of pain burst out from the mouth of the attacker. His facial features were distorted, and even bystanders would feel the pain.
Ye Feng exerted a little strength with both hands, and a force came out, knocking the attacker to the ground. He was extremely proud.
Since Ye Feng awakened his spirit, although he had not yet obtained a spirit ring, even if he did not use the Eye of Hell, his insight was far superior to Wang Sheng, who did not have a spirit ring at this time. In addition, when Ye Feng entered the gate of Notting College, he obtained eleven attribute points, all of which were added to his strength. Therefore, Ye Feng's current strength was not comparable to that of Wang Sheng at this time.
"It hurts so much!"
Wang Sheng was lying on the ground, hugging his legs. It was as if he had kicked a rock with such force just now—how could it not hurt?
"Who are you, and why did you attack Ye Feng?" Tang San asked in a cold tone.
If Ye Feng hadn't been one step faster just now, then the one who had been attacked now would have been him, Tang San. Therefore, Tang San was particularly concerned about the reason for the incident.
"My name is Wang Sheng, my spirit is the Battle Tiger, I'm a future fighting spirit master, and I'm the boss of this dormitory. Thank you for showing mercy. According to the rules, if you defeat me, you will be the boss of Dormitory 7 from now on." Wang Sheng introduced himself and waved his hand. The six part-time students in the room immediately stood in two rows.
"Boss!" The six working students shouted in unison.
"Boss?" Ye Feng smiled. The word "boss" really made people's blood boil.
"Yes. This is the rule of our Dormitory 7. Whoever has the stronger fist is the boss," Wang Sheng clenched his fist and explained quickly.
"Yes, that's the rule. Boss!" The six working students once again respectfully addressed Ye Feng in unison.
Ye Feng smiled with relief and could only accept this title. Looking around the room, there were a total of fifty beds, but only eleven of them had bedding.
"Are you also a part-time student this year?" Wang Sheng's eyes fell on Tang San.
"Yes." Tang San responded.
"According to the rules, you need to fight with the boss, and whoever wins will be the boss," Wang Sheng said in a serious tone.
"Me?" Tang San smiled and shook his head. "Forget it, I'm here to learn."
"No, rules are rules, we can't break them like this." Wang Sheng said firmly.
Tang San looked at the others and saw that they all nodded. Then he looked at Ye Feng, thinking that it would be a good thing to be the leader of the part-time students. If he did, there would be a lot of trouble, which might affect his cultivation. Seeing Wang Sheng's persistence, an idea flashed in his mind and he smiled and said, "I am not his opponent. My innate full spirit power is level 10, and his innate full spirit power is level 20!"
"What?"
"A person with full innate spirit power at level ten?"
"Another innate full spirit power level 20?"
Wang Sheng and the other part-time students were stunned, looking at Tang San and Ye Feng as if they were monsters.
At this moment, a sweet voice like a silver bell came from the door.
"Excuse me, is this Dormitory 7?"
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(End of this chapter)
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