Gu Shu's Douluo Travels

Director Su gave them a standard Notting Junior Soul Master Academy uniform. The white texture looked very clean.

There is only one dormitory building, which is easy to find. The students and teachers of the college live here.As old Jack said, there are very few people who can become soul masters, especially in a remote city like Notting.The number of students and teachers in the entire college is not large, and a dormitory building can already afford it.

There are only seven student dormitories in total. Because the students of the Junior Soul Master Academy are relatively young, for better unified management, students of each grade live in a large dormitory. There are only about forty students in each grade of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

The lower three floors of the dormitory building hold seven large dormitories where students live. Each dormitory is responsible for a teacher.

House No. is a relatively special existence among the seven student dormitories, and the conditions are also the worst. It is a place specially for work-student students.After all, the college is not a philanthropic hall. Although the tuition fees for work-study students are reduced or exempted, the treatment cannot be as good as that of ordinary students.

Qishe is also the only dormitory with mixed age. All working students live here regardless of grade.

As soon as Tang San walked to Qishe's door, he heard the noise coming from inside. The door was open, and he walked to the door and looked inside.

This is a spacious room, covering nearly three hundred square meters. There are a total of fifty beds in it, but there are only beds, and there are only eleven beds with bedding. At this time, there are seven or eight people in the eight-year-old room inside. Children between the ages of twelve and twelve were noisy.

Tang San knocked on the door, and the eyes of the children who were speaking immediately turned in his direction. One of the older children looked at Tang San, who was dressed in patches, and walked towards him.

Gu Shu, on the other hand, was holding his newly issued school uniform and was studying how to modify it, but he didn't even come near the door.

The child who came out was nearly two heads taller than Tang San, and was already quite burly for his age. He walked up to Tang San, looked at him somewhat condescendingly and said, "A new work-study student?"

A kind smile appeared on Tang San's face, "Hi, I'm a work-study student from Holy Soul Village."

"My name is Wang Sheng, Wuhun is Zhan Hu, the future war soul master. I am also the leader here, boy, what is your name? What is Wuhun?"

"My name is Tang San, and my martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass."

"Blue Silver Grass? When will the Blue Silver Grass spirit be able to be cultivated?" Wang Sheng showed an expression of extreme surprise, and most of the children in the dormitory burst into laughter, looking at Tang San as if he were an idiot.

Tang San still had a smile on his face, "Can you please give way?"

Wang Sheng ignored Tang San's words, "Little Sanzi, I am the boss here, you will listen to me from now on, do you understand?"

The smile on Tang San's face gradually disappeared, "My name is Tang San, not Xiao Sanzi."

Wang Sheng raised his hand and pushed Tang San on the shoulder, pushing him back a few steps, "I'm going to call you mistress, what's the matter? You're not convinced?"

Tang San smiled, shook his head gently, and put the school uniform in his hand on the bed next to him. Just when Wang Sheng was wondering what he was doing, suddenly, he found that Tang San in front of him had disappeared.

The other students could clearly see Tang San taking a very fast step, and he was already behind Wang Sheng. Without looking back, he bent his right arm and hit Wang Sheng on the waist with his elbow. At the same time, his right foot It also happened to stay in front of Wang Sheng's right foot.

Gu Shu, who felt the sudden blow of the wind nearby, raised his head and looked inside, oh, it's not good to fight with anyone, let's fight with Tang San. When everyone has no soul power, why don't we just ask for a beating?

Before Wang Sheng could even react, he had already fallen out, staggering and falling out of the door of the dormitory. Fortunately, he had good footwork and didn't fall down, otherwise it would be a dog eating shit.

"Stinky boy, you dare to hit me?" Wang Sheng was furious, turned around, and rushed towards Tang San like a tiger descending a mountain.

Tang San just hoped that he would not encounter too much trouble in his future college life, or at least not be disturbed in his normal life, so he definitely believed that the 'boss' in front of him should be taught a lesson. This is what is called killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

Seeing Wang Sheng rushing towards him and punching himself in the chest, Tang San stepped forward instead of retreating, taking a step forward to meet Wang Sheng. His step happened to be in front of Wang Sheng. At the same time, he led with his left hand and followed with his right hand. A simple yet effective action was accomplished.

Wang Sheng felt that his right fist seemed to be pulled by a special force and changed its direction. At the same time, a strong force came from Tang San's right hand, and his feet happened to be tripped, and his body immediately flew out again. . The balance is not so easy to grasp this time. The simple movements of Tang San's hands had already used the Tang Sect's secret technique of controlling cranes and capturing dragons. With the help of Wang Sheng's own strength, plus his own strength, Wang Sheng threw himself onto a bed with a pop.

If the first time was a coincidence, then it was obviously not that easy to throw Wang Sheng out twice in succession, and the eyes of the other children looking at Tang San suddenly changed.

A low roar that obviously should not appear in the child's mouth sounded from Wang Sheng's throat. A faint yellow light could be seen vaguely on his body, and the body that was lying on the bed bounced up instantly, regardless of speed or strength. It's obviously not comparable to before.

Oh, I used the martial spirit, but what about the martial spirit? These children don't even have full innate soul power. The bonus to the body of soul power that is less than level 10 is not even as high as Tang San's. If he really wants to force Tang San's martial soul out, Wang Sheng can give it to himself. It's hard to find it.

Seeing Wang Sheng's hands grabbing Tang San's shoulders, Tang San also raised his own hands, also in the shape of claws, to meet Wang Sheng's hands. Turn the toes of both feet inward at the same time, bend the knees slightly, and make a standard horse stance.

The four hands are connected. If it was a use of skills just now, then it has completely turned into a contest of strength.Two pairs of hands of different sizes have grasped each other.

Wang Sheng was obviously irritated by Tang San, and there was a trace of ferocity on his face. At this time, he had already used the power of his martial spirit to fight the tiger. Although he knew that he couldn't really hurt Tang San, he had to at least use his strength to make this person The brat who had made himself so embarrassed was pushed to the ground.

As the tiger claws exerted their strength, Wang Sheng had every reason to believe that with his strength, which ranked among the top five among the students, it would be easy to overwhelm the boy in front of him.

But is it really so?

Although Tang San was thin and small, he could even swing the casting hammer nearly a thousand times a day, so how could his strength be ordinary?

Not to mention the Xuantian Technique he practiced every day and the transformation of Tang San's body day after day. Even now it is not an exaggeration to say that Tang San was born with great strength.

Just as Wang Sheng exerted his strength, he clearly felt that the hands, which were obviously several sizes smaller than his own, were as hard as steel. Almost in an instant, he achieved an overwhelming victory in terms of strength.Tang San pressed the thumbs of both hands at the same time. Wang Sheng felt a numbness in the tiger's mouth, and his soul power was completely suppressed by the opponent.Then Tang San jumped back with his hands.

Wang Sheng himself jumped down from the air, and Tang San's backward leap immediately knocked him off balance. He saw Tang San's knees enlarging in front of him, and he suddenly screamed in his heart that it was bad.

Tang San's knee was aimed at his nose. Wang Sheng knew that even if Tang San's own strength was not taken into account, the weight of his body alone would probably destroy the bridge of his nose if he was hit like this. At this moment, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

And just when he was about to injure the opponent severely, Tang San's hands suddenly loosened. He took the initiative in terms of strength, so he could naturally retreat as soon as he said it. At the same time, his bent right knee opened deeply, changing into a The sole of his foot kicked Wang Sheng's chest.

This was a kick, and the distance of force was not long, but the power that exploded in an instant was definitely not weak. Even if Tang San converted more of the force of the kick into thrust, it would still be the same.

The students in the dormitory watched Wang Hao's body uncontrollably make a difficult backflip in the air, and with a bang, the whole body fell to the ground.

Although the Tang Sect is famous for its hidden weapons, in fact, the Tang Sect's grappling skills are also extremely powerful, but it is only covered up because the aura of the hidden weapons is too dazzling. Controlling a crane and capturing a dragon is not only a method of transporting power, but also a very domineering capture technique, in which the method of dividing the muscles and bones is extremely vicious. Of course, Tang San wouldn't use it in this situation.

This time, Wang Sheng fell hard and struggled for a long time before he got up from the ground. Looking at Tang San, his eyes were already filled with fear and anger. No matter what, he is only a twelve-year-old child. When facing someone stronger than him, he is still more afraid than impulsive.

Tang San picked up his school uniform, "Can you get out of the way now?"

Gu Shu, who was watching the show on the side, was happy when he saw this: "Yeah, the fight is over, then I'm in."

"You really know how to avoid things." Tang San held his forehead helplessly.

"Small, oh, no, Tang San, did you use a soul skill just now?" Wang Sheng asked tentatively.

"Spirit skill?" It was not the first time Tang San had heard of this title, "What is soul skill?"

Wang Sheng scratched his head, and said, "It's because of the skills used by Wuhun. But, is your Wuhun really Blue Silver Grass?"

Raising his right hand, a faint blue light gushed out from the palm, Tang San told the students in the dormitory with actions that he was not lying.

Gu Shu picked an empty bed and started to tidy up his bed. He chose a spot by the window. This place could just see the scenery outside, so Gu Shu liked it very much, and the nearby window sill could also be used as a bed. There is a small table for him to place his future gadgets.

Ignoring the bunch of naughty kids at the door, he pushed his bed to the window and stayed away from the group of naughty kids.