Teacher Song recalled for a moment and asked with certainty: "I heard that you seemed to be a beggar originally, right?"
"Yeah." Fang Ling nodded.
"This broken leg, was it also broken at that time?"
"yes."
Fang Ling had only traveled through time for one year, and his leg was broken before that.
The little beggar didn't inherit much memory, so he just responded.
Teacher Song patted the table lightly: "And I remember that when you first started teaching, you were still skinny."
Fang Ling replied: "Yes."
Teacher Song shook his head slightly:
"Now that a year has passed, it seems that he has recovered better, but in fact, childhood is very critical."
"The origin of life has been damaged. It is not easy to absorb a stronger hundred-year spirit ring."
Fang Ling's expression froze: "Teacher, what you mean is..."
"Then you can take a look at this soul beast." Teacher Song handed over the yellowed book in his hand.
"Star-nosed mole?"
The picture in the book is a bit ugly, but you can still tell that it is a picture of a mouse.
The whole body is dark brown and the eyes are small.
Four broad paws with very short claws.
The most striking feature is its nose, which is surrounded by twenty tentacles, like the rays of a star, hence its name.
"Yes, Star-Nosed Mole!"
Looking at Fang Ling reading the words in the book word by word, Teacher Song had a kind smile on his face.
"This is a very weak soul beast that lives on the shallow surface. Generally speaking, it is food for other soul beasts."
"We survived until now by eating earthworms, insects, etc., and even some soil in an emergency."
"Its eyes and ears are not very good, only its nose is a special sense, which gives it extremely fast nerve reflex speed."
"Nerve reflex speed!" Fang Ling's eyes lit up.
Teacher Song smiled slightly smugly: "That's right, generally speaking, when choosing a soul beast, one will choose one that is beneficial to the growth of the martial soul."
"The knife is developing towards being sharp, pointed, hard, or having various attributes added to it."
"But people don't think about how much improvement a weak ten-year spirit ring can bring?"
With a slight sigh, he stood up and poured two glasses of water, handing one to Fang Ling.
"Thank you, Teacher Song." Fang Ling hurriedly thanked him while holding the warm water.
"Yes." Teacher Song sat down again and hooked his finger at Shi, "Come on, summon your martial spirit."
Fang Ling summoned his sickle as he requested.
Teacher Song took out a piece of paper and tested it gently.
The sharp silver-white sickle blade cut the paper in half without much hindrance.
Teacher Song ran his hand across the edge of the paper to feel it a little, then handed the paper that had not been cut in half to Fang Ling.
"The cross section is neat, which means your sickle's sharpness is already quite good. An ordinary ten-year spirit ring can't improve it much."
"You are only level one. I'm afraid you can only break through to become a great soul master at best. It is unlikely that your martial soul will grow significantly through spirit rings."
Normally, I can't become a soul master, let alone level one. Fortunately, I have a cheat!
Fang Ling felt extremely fortunate.
It seemed that he was listening very seriously and was basically concentrating, and Teacher Song was also talking enthusiastically.
"If you want to become a combat soul master, why don't you try strengthening your nerve reflexes?"
"My nerve reflexes are fast, so I can both hide and fight. The star-nosed mole is weak, so I can ask the dean to help me hunt the hundred-year-old one."
"The soul skills are stronger than those of Ten Years, and you can absorb them."
Fang Ling made up his mind, put the cup on the table, and bowed deeply to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, Mr. Song, for your advice!"
Teacher Song laughed and helped him up:
"You don't need to thank me for anything. A star-nosed mole adds two tentacles to the tip of its nose every ten years. The one pictured in the book is a hundred-year-old one."
"Just tell the dean when the time comes. This kind of soul beast is widely distributed. It can be found in the Soul Hunting Forest. It's not difficult to find. He will help you."
"Go, study hard, and practice well."
After waving to Fang Ling, Teacher Song put the book back to its place.
Then he took out another book and began to read it carefully.
Fang Ling walked out very lightly with excitement, fearing to disturb him.
In order to avoid the cold wind, he even closed the door when he left. …
In the blink of an eye, another four days passed.
Fang Ling came back from slaughtering a pig outside.
As school was about to start, he reduced the frequency of slaughtering pigs and instead spent more time practicing.
It is not meditation, but the practice of self-created sickle method.
I want to try to use the sickle more freely.
Just as he walked to the door, he saw a classic scene - Wang Sheng staggered and fell out of the dormitory door.
He didn't pay attention to Fang Ling who came back early.
He was furious, so he steadied himself, turned around, and pounced on a little boy in plain clothes like a tiger descending from a mountain.
The boy has wheat-colored skin and short, neat black hair.
The appearance cannot be said to be good-looking, but it cannot be ugly either.
She is the kind of person with ordinary looks, the kind that you can't even find in a crowd.
The person I haven't seen before is the new working student.
The one who can easily beat Wang Sheng should be Tang San.
Standing at the door holding a lunch box of braised meat, Fang Ling watched them fight quietly.
Wang Sheng pounced at Tang San, but Tang San advanced instead of retreating.
Take a step forward, the distance is just right, lead with your left hand and guide with your right hand.
The right fist that Wang Sheng swung seemed to be pulled by a special force and changed direction.
He was tripped by Tang San's well-timed kick and flew out.
He fell onto an iron bed with a plop.
Wang Sheng was furious and began to use the power of his martial soul.
However, nothing unexpected happened.
He was easily defeated by Tang San's simple and effective moves.
Exquisite combat.
That's the only way I can describe it.
Fang Ling's heart was pounding, and he just stared intently without blinking, hoping to learn something from it.
What he longed for was a battle like this where the outcome could be decided in an instant.
If you want to participate in life-and-death battles, or even go to the City of Slaughter in the future, combat skills are indispensable.
Tang San's skills such as controlling cranes and capturing dragons, as well as other techniques, as well as the most critical Xuantian Gong are all good things.
Unfortunately, it's impossible to learn.
Fang Ling was very self-aware. Adding some panels was already a blessing from heaven. How could he ask for more?
Wang Sheng was telling Tang San something, showing the bruises on his hands, as if he was entrusting him with the important task of protecting the part-time student. Fang Ling walked in at the right time with the meat.
He was surprised and asked, "Wang Sheng, who is this person who just defeated you so easily?"
"My name is Tang San."
Tang San smiled at Fang Ling.
"That's a good name, Tang San. I just watched you fight with Wang Sheng. You're really amazing."
Fang Ling exclaimed in admiration.
Leave a good impression on him. You will still be under his and Xiao Wu's protection for the next two years, so don't offend them.
He doesn't want to die.
How could a year be considered uneventful?
It was just that he chose to fight back desperately each time when he was faced with a beating, and his attitude of wanting to fight to the death frightened them.
In the early stages when the game is not that strong, a stable environment is still very good.
"Thank you, I think it's a good name too."
Fang Ling gave people a friendly feeling when he smiled, and Tang San subconsciously smiled back.
He didn't lick Tang San and Xiao Wu just to repay their protection.
Not black either.
I just need Yin's soul bone.
The protagonist follows his own path.
He doesn't want to lick the Spirit Hall, he just needs Bibi Dong's help to enter the Slaughter City.
Let me talk about this separately here.
(End of this chapter)