Any background in the academy?
The son of a high-ranking college executive?
Or rather, the dean's son.
Fang Ling was delighted when he thought of this possibility.
It's good to have a background.
If he is really the dean's son, the dean can defeat three strong men of the same level at the Soul Emperor level at the same time.
No matter how you think about it, Lin Tianyang's fighting ability is not weak.
It will be more convenient to obtain spirit rings in the future.
Manager Wang glanced at Fang Ling's broken leg and asked: "Can a soul warrior kill a first-ring soul master by leaps level?"
Lin Tianyang was even more excited than Fang Ling, the person involved, and boasted: "Of course, there is a certificate from the Demon Hunting Battalion of the Angel Legion of the Spirit Hall, which shows that it was a fallen spirit master who was killed."
"Angel Legion~Good boy."
Manager Wang seemed to know something, and he sighed and acknowledged Fang Ling's talent. "You wait."
I went back to the house and took out a key and handed it to him.
"Let's go to the yard next to you and your wife."
"It just so happens that there is no one here. You can teach him when you have time."
"Thank you, Steward Wang. I'll treat you to a drink next time when I have time."
After expressing their gratitude, the couple took Fang Ling to a quiet courtyard.
There is a two-story building inside.
It was very messy, with dead branches and leaves all over the floor, and dust everywhere in the room.
But the stuff is still good.
The two of them helped Fang Ling clean up a room where he could sleep.
During this period, Lin Tianyang's martial spirit helped a lot.
Liufengdao, literally means a long sword with wind attribute.
He lowered the power of his soul skill, swung his sword, and blew all the ashes outside.
The room became clean in an instant.
Fang Ling was very happy to see this ability to control the power of soul skills.
From this point alone, we can see that he is worthy of being a teacher at the War King Academy.
As expected, he is a soul master who has participated in the soul master competition qualifiers.
Although he is not as talented as Tang San, as a weapon-type spirit master, he is the most suitable teacher for Fang Ling.
I can definitely learn a lot from him!
Here I come, the advanced sickle and body techniques!
Fang Ling happily helped with some small chores.
Teacher Lin Tianyang was helping to clean the house, while teacher's wife Shu Manyun brought out suitable bedding and pillows from their courtyard and helped to make the room.
He is a very attentive teacher. He is so attentive. Maybe I am his first apprentice?
Fang Ling guessed randomly.
What made him particularly emotional was that since he became a genius, the world had suddenly become a better place.
In addition to his own strong strength, he also has to thank the three people from the Angel Legion.
All this was brought about by that proof.
Otherwise, it might be more troublesome to get the same treatment and the favor of the teacher.
Before leaving, Lin Tianyang said to Fang Ling:
"I'll take you to see the academy tomorrow, and then I'll get to know your general strength, and then we'll start practicing."
"Thank you, Teacher and Madam!"
After a tiring day, the suppressed sleepiness came over him, so he took a quick shower and fell into a deep sleep.
…
The next day, Fang Ling got up very early.
After some simple stretches, he immediately began training.
He had not trained for almost a month because he was worried about the dangerous journey and needed to save his strength to deal with possible accidents.
Day after day, there will be progress.
He believed so firmly.
Training cannot stop.
Running among the stones, ponds, and bushes in the courtyard, wielding a sickle and trimming off unnecessary branches.
In the attic next door, Lin Tianyang and his wife Shu Manyun were snuggling by the window.
Just quietly watching his every move.
"What do you think of this little guy?" Shu Manyun asked softly.
"What a good seedling." Lin Tianyang exclaimed.
He waved his hands in front of him, imitating Fang Ling's sword-wielding movements.
"Look at his movements. The sickle is fast, accurate and ruthless. His body movements are measured and his manners are restrained." "The knife is not restricted to a single move. It would take an average person three to five years to master the use of the sickle, let alone coordinate it with the rapid movement of the body."
"It's hard to imagine that this has never been taught by a teacher."
Shu Manyun asked doubtfully: "How about comparing with you?"
"His fighting talent seems to be better than mine, but after all, I have lived for so many years, and he definitely can't catch up with my skills and experience." Lin Tianyang scratched his wife's nose.
"After all, there are some things that we cannot take care of by ourselves."
"Come on, let's go down and take him to the academy to see what he has to offer, and then we'll see him in actual combat."
"Fang Ling, come here." Lin Tianyang waved in his own yard.
"Good morning, teacher."
Fang Ling greeted respectfully.
"You don't have to be so reserved. You haven't had breakfast yet, come and eat together."
"Okay, thank you, teacher."
After dinner, the couple took Fang Ling for a walk.
"This is the teaching building, where you will have your morning classes."
The teaching building is very luxurious and it seems that the college is really not short of money.
"This is the playground... The simulated training ground is over here, but not many people use it, except for some specific grounds and young spirit masters with corresponding attributes. This thing actually can't speed up the training too much."
"The academy also has a library, but there are relatively few soul masters using it. If you like reading, you can go and have a look."
"The treatment room is here. Your master's wife is the deputy director. You can go to her if you get hurt in the future..."
Following silently all the way, Fang Ling carefully wrote down everything the teacher said.
"Teacher, do I have to go to class too?"
Lin Tianyang was very surprised by his question: "What else?"
"Although you can graduate as long as you participate in ten soul fighting competitions and reach the level of a great soul master, you still have to remember the soul beasts and their habits, as well as the soul skills that may be produced, and the common martial souls in the soul master world."
"There are also methods to use against various spirit masters, team composition and coordination, etc."
"The class is only in the morning. I will teach you how to fight in the afternoon. I will start with the coordination of the sickle and movement."
Fang Ling nodded to show that he understood.
Like Nottingham College, here we only have classes in the morning and free time in the afternoon, and no one interferes with what you do.
Now I don't have to kill pigs anymore, so I can spend more time on practicing.
"What about the Great Fighting Spirit Arena?"
"Ah? The Great Fighting Spirit Arena?" Lin Tianyang was stunned.
"Yes, I remember that one-ring soul masters can also enter the great soul fighting arena, right?" Fang Ling looked at him expectantly.
I went to the Great Soul Fighting Arena to see the level of the soul masters there first.
If they are weak, then you can kill them.
Whether it is soul power or martial soul, they are all hungry and thirsty!
"You just came to the academy, why do you want to go to the Great Soul Fighting Arena so soon?" Lin Tianyang's mouth twitched.
"I like fighting. The tension in the battle can speed up my practice."
After a moment of silence, Lin Tianyang put his hand on his shoulder: "It's too early."
"The academy advocates fighting, but we also don't fight a battle without preparation."
"Besides, I've always wanted to say that you fit the motto of our college very well."
Fang Ling stared at him curiously.
Does this college have a motto? I don't think I heard much about it when I was at Nottingham College.
"Talent is not the only thing, a strong will can change everything!"
Lin Tianyang clenched his fists and shouted in a powerful voice: "Fang Ling, remember the school motto!"
"So what if it's the first level of innate? There are no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters. The limitation of talent cannot trap a strong person with a strong will!"
"Yes, teacher!"
Fang Ling answered loudly, but he actually felt something strange.
"There are no useless martial spirits, only useless spirit masters." This was said by Yu Xiaogang.
It is widely circulated in the soul master world and has inspired many soul masters with poor talents to forge ahead.
Although it proved that he was indeed a waste because he could not break through to the Soul Master level, his words were true.
In later generations, there was a soul master named Ji Juechen who rose to power through sheer willpower.
(End of this chapter)