Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

Notting College, Seven Houses.

In the early morning of the next day, the clan woke up from the practice.

Opening his eyes, he looked around and found that there were still two beds left in the Qishe.

Seeing this, the corners of the clan's mouth curved into a strange arc, and smiled secretly:

"Looks like the welcome gift I gave to Tang San yesterday was quite heavy, he is probably still shivering from cold and hunger in some small dark room!"

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, the clan did not say hello to other people, and walked out of the house on his own.

The clan came to the dean's office.

Before entering the door, far away, the clan heard a middle-aged male voice yelling.

"It's unreasonable, it's crazy, how dare you just throw the freshman in the little black room and ignore it."

"Director, it's time to discipline and discipline. If I didn't get up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and hear crying inside, if I left a student casually in the dark room for one night, the child would have gone crazy the next day. . Notting Academy is a place for low-level soul masters to learn, not a protective umbrella for others to make a fortune. A few days ago, I also saw him taking care of other students' parents for benefits."

He was answered by another middle-aged male voice, his voice was very low, as if he had been through the vicissitudes of life, without the slightest anger.

"Master, what do you say?"

"There is no way to make a circle without rules. He was expelled and criticized in the whole hospital, and let him bow his head and admit his mistakes to my students."

"But then Horton (the gatekeeper's pseudonym) is the nephew of the hall master of the Wuhun Temple in Notting City! I'm afraid this is a bit..."

"What's wrong with Wuhun Temple... Even the Pope can't do such a thing...!@#￥" (all words criticizing Wuhun Temple!)

Bibi Dong: I was shot even while lying down.

The clan standing outside the door touched his flawless chin and shouted in his mind: "It seems that the one who is arguing with the dean is the legendary 'Master'.

Is it a certain number in the dark? This will allow Yu Xiaogang to meet Tang San!

And listening to Yu Xiaogang's tone, he still accepted Tang San as his apprentice. "

Fate is really unpredictable.

"Dong dong..." The clan knocked on the door of the dean's office.

"Click", the door opened.

At the sight is a middle-aged gentleman. Judging from the badge with four long swords engraved on his chest, the clan clan knows the identity of the other party. The dean of Notting College, the thirty-second battle spirit Lord Blanklin (made up).

As a three-beautiful young man, the clan is determined to develop in an all-round way in morality, intelligence and physique, not only in physical beauty, but also in heart.

It is very natural and very polite to say hello to the dean.

"Hello, Dean!"

"Okay! I remember that you are a clan who just entered the school yesterday (reread the second tone) - classmate Zong! Stop standing outside and come in."

The dean seemed very enthusiastic. Not only did he kindly introduce the clan into the room, but he also poured him a cup of hot tea.

God knows.

Blanklin, who just went to work today and didn't even eat breakfast, was called to the office by the so-called "Master" in front of him, and he kept babbling, not only that, but also openly scolding the Pope, who is over ten million people in the Spirit Hall. Your Majesty, it made his heart skip a beat.

Hearing someone knocking on the door, Blanklin felt as if he was on the verge of amnesty. He didn't even call "come in", and ran over to open the door himself.

The clan took the teacup, took a symbolic sip, and was about to speak when Blanklin spoke.

"Come on, Master, let me introduce to you, this is also a freshman who entered the school yesterday (pause) - Zong, not only that, he is also a genius full of soul power. Your apprentice is not the blue silver grass with innate soul power. Martial soul? This little genius is also an awakened Blue Silver Grass, and a very powerful mutant Blue Silver Grass."

Innately full of soul power mutant blue silver grass? Yu Xiaogang, who originally thought that the dean was going to perfunctory him, lit up,

The iconic ugly smile appeared on the stiff face, as if seeing a peerless treasure, and watched the clan from beginning to end.

Nod your head one more time with each glance.

Not bad, good skeleton, worthy of being the one in ten thousand martial arts... Keke one in ten thousand talented wizards, qualified to worship under my "invincible theory" Yu Xiaogang. Only the theory of this master can make him.

With his heart settled, Yu Xiaogang decided to accept the man in front of him, who was probably the fourth twin martial soul owner in history, as his second apprentice.

The clan on the side was numb from Yu Xiaogang's greedy eyes, "Could it be that this "master" is a comrade and covets my beauty, young master?"

Thinking of this, there was a chill in the clan's heart. If the dean was not here, the clan would definitely let him taste the profound meaning of the Konoba Physique.

The clan cleared his throat and said, "Cough, what, the dean, the man next to him should also be the uncle of the dormitory! I want to ask you for a few days off, just to have him register for me."

The dean of teaching, Blanklin, heard the word "gatekeeper" and almost didn't laugh out loud. He glanced at Yu Xiaogang, whose mouth was twitching. Not to mention, this master looks like an old dormitory in his dress and style.

Blanklin didn't explain much, but asked gently, "Classmate Zuzong, school just started yesterday, and I'm asking for leave today. What are you going to do?"

The clan replied, "I plan to hunt for the first spirit ring."

Blanklin nodded.

"That's right, it's been three months since you awakened your martial spirit, and it's been a long delay. If you don't get the spirit ring, it will affect your future progress. I'll take you there when I'm free these days!"

The clan thought about it and did not refuse, which would reduce a lot of trouble. Going to Su Yuntao might be able to get the warrant, but the soldiers guarding the Hunting Soul Forest and those Jianghu tourists would not treat the clan as an adult.

"Okay, thank you, Dean!"

......

The conversation between the two of them made Yu Xiaogang, who was thinking about how to accept an apprentice, be completely ignored. Every time he wanted to open his mouth, he was repelled by the clan's line, "Uncle, you will talk about it later."

Until the two finished their conversation and went out for breakfast, Yu Xiaogang couldn't say a word.

Standing in front of the door, Yu Xiaogang watched the silhouette of the clan fading away, his fists hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly.

"No, I can't give up yet. I, Yu Xiaogang, want to prove myself. Yes! I still have Xiao San, and tomorrow I will take him to hunt for spirit rings. When I come back, let Xiao San compare with him. When he sees the difference, it's natural. Will fall down in my pomegranate skirt.. oh no. Haha I'm such a genius."

And the clan who was walking with the dean of the teaching director Blanklin in the distance, looked back at the direction Yu Xiaogang was standing, and found that he was dancing and didn't know what he was doing, so he asked Blanklin: "Director, the old hostel was standing there dancing! It's not a mental illness!"

To be honest, Franklin despises this eccentric friend of the Dean who calls himself a "Master". For a person in his 40s and 50s, he just hasn't reached level 30 yet. He even boasted about his "invincible theory" everywhere. If it wasn't for the dean's sake, he would never show this good-looking face. Yesterday, the innately full of soul-strength seedling named Tang San was fooled by him to apprentice. He was afraid that the clan would follow in Tang San's footsteps, so when the clan "misunderstood" Yu Xiaogang, he did not come out to explain.

Without too much hesitation, Franklin replied: "It's not a big deal, maybe it's getting old and entering menopause."