Chapter 7 Notting Academy
At present, we still need to study the understanding of martial spirits slowly.
Perhaps only after obtaining the spirit ring, Lingmo can truly understand the specific mystery of this martial spirit.
In the afternoon, Tang San and Tang Hao learned ironmaking. Lingmo was really bored and chose to leave.
"Xiao San! I'm going back first. See you tomorrow at Notting Academy..."
After saying that, Lingmo left without looking back. Looking at his back, Tang Hao, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke.
"Xiao San! How do you know this kid?"
Tang Hao's sudden question made Tang San's expression tense. Is there something wrong with Lingmo? Why did his father ask this?
If Lingmo had no problem, Tang San didn't believe it, because everything he showed was too suspicious.
Although Tang San already regarded Lingmo as a friend in his heart, he was still wary.
Just the Tang Sect's unique skills that Lingmo had shown earlier made Tang San suspicious. He was not sure whether Lingmo was a Tang Sect disciple like him.
"Dad, do you think there is something wrong with Xiaomo?"
Tang San hid his inner worries and pretended to be ignorant.
"This kid is very strange, but his heart is not bad, he is generous and worthy of deep friendship!"
In the morning, Tang Hao deliberately tested Lingmo and deliberately snatched porridge from him to see how he would react.
And his performance was no different from that of ordinary children, so Tang Hao was relieved.
But he always felt that this kid was very strange, as if he was hiding something, and hiding it very deeply! This is why Tang Hao showed a meaningful smile before entering the house.
That was the last test, but Lingmo's performance afterwards was also perfect, without revealing any flaws at all. Judging from this performance, he should have no problem.
"Strange? What's strange?"
Tang San was curious. Did Tang Hao see anything? Isn't he an ordinary blacksmith? Why can he see things that I can't see?
"Okay! Keep forging iron. After 10,000 hammers, we'll prepare dinner..."
After a short rest, Tang Hao returned to his previous lazy look, and went back to the small dark room to sleep, which made Tang San feel sick.
"Damn it! This damn Tang Hao dared to test me..."
On the way back to Daoxiang Village, Lingmo's pale face looked very haggard. The previous wave of attempts to steal the martial spirit almost got him into trouble.
But it must be said that today's harvest was very great. Not only did he master Tang San's Tang Sect's unique skills, but he also met the legendary macho Tang Hao. Although he looked very embarrassed, no matter how embarrassed he was, he was still a well-known Titled Douluo.
Back to the tree house, Lingmo fell asleep. He had consumed too much mental energy that day, and he fell asleep as soon as he fell asleep.
The next morning, Ultraman came to Lingmo's tree house and shouted: "Xiaomo, come down quickly! We are leaving..."
It must be said that this is a very dedicated village chief, even more dedicated than the old Jack next door.
Old Jack is a well-known figure in the martial arts world. He personally escorted the law enforcer of the God Realm to school, and said that Tang Hao was the most useless person in their village. He was awesome. It is estimated that Ultraman has also followed the path of Old Jack. In order to win the opportunity for the future great god to go to school, the story of fighting against the three giants of the neighboring village alone has been widely circulated.
"Grandpa, village chief, good morning!"
After leaving the small tree house where he had lived for six years, Lingmo slowly climbed down. This time he left, he probably would never come back.
He couldn't help but feel a little sad. After all, this is also a piece of pure land in the depths of his heart. It is inevitable that he is reluctant to leave after countless dark nights of companionship.
The swelling on Ultraman's face has disappeared a lot, but some dark marks can still be vaguely seen.
The two walked together and set off for Notting College, and in the Holy Soul Village next door, Old Jack also took Tang San out.
"Is this Notting City? The first dungeon after the legendary Douluo traversers leave the Novice Village? It looks interesting..."
After going around in circles, Lingmo followed Ultraman and finally arrived at the gate of Notting College. At this time... the people standing at the gate were Tang San and Old Jack.
In addition, in addition to the two of them, there was also a gatekeeper.
"Old Jack, what are you doing here?"
Seeing Old Jack from a distance, Ultraman excitedly ran up to greet him. It seems that they know each other.
"Xiao San, I didn't expect you to come faster than me..."
Lingmo walked up to greet Tang San, and Ultraman chatted with Old Jack for a while before realizing their current situation.
"This little brother, we are from Shenghun Village Daoxiang Village, and these two children are part-time students this year. What procedures do we need to go through?"
It seems that the gatekeeper doesn't want to let them in, so Tang San and his friends are delayed here for a long time.
"Can a golden phoenix come out of a grass nest? Someone in a small village has soul power? What a joke, don't bother me, leave here quickly, or I'll beat you up..."
As soon as these words came out, Tang San's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and Ling Mo's temper flared up.
"You..."
Old Jack and Ultraman were furious. These city people basically looked down on them, the country people, and now they were even more embarrassed. The two were immediately furious.
"Leave here quickly, I said no, it's no! What a bullshit Holy Soul Village, Rice Fragrance Village!"
The concierge said sarcastically, ignoring the two people who were furious and kept mocking.
In fact, this phenomenon often happens in the city. As the concierge said, how can a phoenix appear in a pile of chickens? Don't even think about it.
Basically, it is impossible for these villages to have people with soul power, and Notting College has not accepted part-time students for several years.
Two people suddenly appeared this year, which sounds unrealistic.
Tang San's eyes were full of murderous intent, and a sleeve arrow appeared silently in his right hand, and he was already on the verge of action.
Lingmo discovered that something was wrong with Tang San, thinking that this kid was really a ruthless person, decisive and merciless.
Just the stimulation of words made him want to kill. If the stalemate continued, he might really take action.
"Hehe, this young man! I see that your forehead is black, and there will be a bloody disaster in the near future..."
At this time, Lingmo sneaked to the front, looking like we are very familiar with each other, avoiding Tang San, and came directly to the concierge.
Ultraman was even more confused, "Xiao Mo, what are you doing..."
The concierge looked at the six-year-old kid in front of him and said disdainfully, "Haha, I have a blood disaster? Believe it or not, I will make you a blood disaster immediately?"
Lingmo did not answer him, and instantly opened his double pupils. The moment his eyes met the concierge's, the concierge was in a trance and knelt down instantly.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Tang San observed more carefully, but because he was behind Lingmo, he did not see his eyes.
But he felt that it must be Lingmo's doing, otherwise the arrogant concierge would not kneel down.
"Hey, if you have something to say, just say it nicely. Why are you so polite? It's so embarrassing!"
While saying embarrassed, Lingmo exerted a little force with his palm, held the concierge's hand, and exerted force instantly, pinching his palm until it hurt.
"It hurts, it hurts, let me go!"
The pain came, and the concierge finally woke up from his trance and screamed loudly.
But the louder he yelled, the more excited Lingmo became. He was also very angry. If he didn't teach this guy a lesson, he would not know why the flowers were so red.
"Alright! That's enough..."
At this time, a rather stiff voice came from behind. Everyone turned around and saw a middle-aged man in black clothes who appeared behind them at some point.
Lingmo recognized the man's identity at once. According to the original work, the man in front of him should be Tang San's future teacher, Yu Xiaogang, a well-known master in the world of soul masters, right?
"Master, you're back..."
Upon seeing the master, the doorman seemed to have found a savior and was ecstatic.
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