Douluo Dalu: Opening Sign to the Flame Princess

Notting College.

Academic Affairs Office.

"What did you say? A six-year-old soul master?" Grandmaster slammed the table and stared at Director Su in disbelief.

"Yes, I tested it myself yesterday. There is no doubt that eleventh-level spirit masters." Director Su said with a smile on his face.

Looking at Tang San, Grandmaster's face was full of surprise.

Six years old, eleventh grade. Isn't it obvious that he is a congenital full of soul power?

Is this a gift from God to me?

In a short period of time, I met two geniuses full of soul power! Is this the compensation that fate gave me?

Although I, Yu Xiaogang, have suffered from humiliation and incomplete martial arts, my future students will definitely be famous in the mainland!

At this time, in his heart, Zhao Ming has become his student.

"Where is he now?" On the decadent old face, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the master shouted excitedly.

"He is also assigned to the Qishe just like Tang San." Director Su frowned.

After receiving Director Su's reply, Grandmaster pulled Tang San around and walked out.

"Pfft, look at his anxious look! He doesn't want to accept Zhao Ming's child as his apprentice, right?"

"I think so."

"Should we stop it? Forget about Tang San's child, Zhao Ming is a real genius. We can't let him be destroyed by Grandmaster."

"Enough, the master is the dean's friend. Don't judge yourself. Although no one has proven his theory to be correct, no one has proven his theory wrong."

"Director. Even if he is the dean's friend, he can't just accept students from our academy as apprentices. After all, he is not a teacher of our academy. This is digging a corner of our academy."

"Yes, I think Zhao Ming's teacher is only suitable for you, Director."

Director Su frowned.

That's right, when will the students of our college allow you to accept apprentices at will?

Don't forget this kid Tang San, after all, it's a waste of martial arts. But that kid Zhao Ming, although he didn't know his martial spirit, he knew very well that he was definitely a genius.

"Forget it. If Zhao Ming's child is willing, then we can't control it." Director Su said. But his dissatisfaction with the master deepened.

...

"Teacher, is that person also a twin martial spirit?" Tang San asked with a puzzled face.

"I don't know, but it's very possible. From ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of innate geniuses full of soul power recorded in the book."

"The vast majority of these people are twin spirits. If there is only one spirit, then that spirit is definitely a very powerful spirit." While walking, the master explained to Tang San.

They walked quickly, the master was obviously very familiar with this place, and directly led Tang San to Qishe.

At this time, Zhao Ming was lying on the bed with his legs on the bed frame, extremely leisurely.

Yesterday, he had already inquired clearly that the enrollment period of Notting College was only three days. Counting from yesterday, only today and tomorrow will recruit students. So, if that girl Xiao Wu doesn't come tomorrow, she will come the day after tomorrow.

To this end, Zhao Ming has arranged everything in advance.

New and beautiful bedding, the only lilac bed curtain in the dorm. For insurance, he also bought a large bag of carrots.

That's the beauty of knowing the plot!

"Master?" Just as Zhao Ming was imagining the wonderful life with Xiao Wu, a surprised voice came from the dormitory.

Grandmaster? what master?

In a daze, Zhao Ming seemed to understand something and looked out the door.

A middle-aged man and a child are standing at the door.

The middle-aged man has short hair and an ordinary appearance. His waist is slightly hunched, and his body reveals a decadence and laziness.

The children were dressed in plain clothes, and even had patches in some places. He has short black hair and dark skin.

Master and Tang San? A smile appeared on Zhao Ming's mouth.

"Hello, my name is Zhao Ming. The head of the seven houses." Walking forward, Zhao Ming said.

"You are Zhao Ming?" Grandmaster and Tang San both said in surprise at the same time.

"You know me?"

"Director Su mentioned you to us just now. What a hero!" The master exclaimed.

"By the way, my name is Tang San, also from Qishe. This is my teacher, you can call him Grandmaster." Tang San pointed at Grandmaster and said.

"Master? The master who is called the first person in the whole continent's martial arts theory?" Zhao Ming pretended to be surprised. An exaggerated expression appeared on his face.

"These are just false names." The master shook his head, but he couldn't help but feel complacent.

In his opinion, since he knew his name, he offered to accept him as a disciple, and he would definitely not refuse.

"No, no, the master's academic reputation is well-known in the world. Although he is no longer in the martial arts world, the legend of the master is still circulating throughout the continent."

"Okay! Well said!" the master said loudly. He didn't expect that he still has such a young fan in the spirit world.

"Then are you willing to worship me as your teacher?" the master said excitedly.

"No! Will! Will!"

Raising his brows, Zhao Ming slowly spit out three big characters!

"Good apprentice, then let's... wait, what did you say?" Halfway through, the master stopped abruptly. There was an ugly look of constipation on his face.

"puff!"

"Haha." Seeing this scene, the members of Qishe couldn't help laughing out loud.

Frowning his brows, the master couldn't help but ask, "Why? Don't you want to follow me to learn about martial arts theory?"

"There is no other reason. It's just that my martial spirit is too bad, I'm afraid I won't be able to get into the eyes of the master."

Is that the reason? The master breathed a sigh of relief, and said lightly, "There are no wasteful spirits in this world, only wasteful spirit masters. Even if you are poor in spirits, as long as you work hard, you will eventually achieve something."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." The master said righteously.

"Then may I ask why Master hasn't broken through Soul Sovereign yet?"

"Could it be that the master is the legendary rubbish soul master? Well, forget it, I don't need a rubbish to teach me." Zhao Ming shrugged and said.

"you!"

The master stroked his chest, his face turning blue and white. He finally saw it. The man in front of him was humiliating him. But he couldn't refute it.

"Shut up, you are not allowed to slander my teacher!" Tang San couldn't help it, looking at Zhao Ming angrily. At this time, he had no good feelings for Zhao Ming at all.

"Slander? I didn't slander him. There are no trash spirits, only trash is a soul master, but the master said it himself. You said, don't you?"

"The boss is right, the master himself admitted it."

"Yes! According to the teacher in the class, the master's martial spirit will fart, and it is useless at all."

It's not too big of a deal to watch the fun, and they all coaxed.

At this time, Zhao Ming's image in their hearts has risen to a very high level.

"Pfft!" Being so humiliated, the master finally couldn't bear it any longer, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Looking coldly at the master fell straight down, Zhao Ming had no idea of ​​helping in the past.

The first person in theory? Master? Do you think you are Newton or Einstein?

Even if your theory is somewhat useful. He Zhao Ming has read so many fantasy novels and can casually sum up a few theories.

You still want to teach me, you scumbag who can't figure out trigonometric functions?

Moreover, he also has a system, something that can't be theoretically explained at all.