Chapter 201

Notting soul master college!

In the dormitory of work study students, a little girl in a pink dress was squatting next to a simple wooden bed, with sadness and worry written on her face.

"Boss Tang San is the best disciple of our notting soul master college? I heard that he overturned all the senior soul masters alone..."

"What now... The boss is injured..."

"Fool, I must have met a stronger person!"

Xiaowu looked gloomy. His flawless white hands grabbed Tang San's hands and whispered, "third brother, who hurt you! Xiaowu will never forgive him!"

Tang San, who was in a coma, frowned and said casually, "no, it's impossible!"

"Boss, what did you say?" the fat boy on one side leaned close to his ear.

Xiaowu thought deeply, then collapsed and pulled his long ear and said, "I'll take care of the third brother. You'd better hurry to class."

"We don't trust the boss's injury. If the bad guy comes, we can..."

Xiaowu interrupted everyone's words, waved his fist and said, "in this dormitory, except I can guard the third brother, the rest of you are of no use at all; don't go quickly."

"Oh!"

A thin little boy murmured, "sister Xiaowu, I heard that the boss was defeated by an external soul master."

"Foreign soul master? So arrogant? Which college?" xiaopang rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to take revenge.

Tang San is a famous disciple of notting soul master college. The soul master students two levels higher than him are not rivals.

"It is said that the principal and teachers were at the scene."

"The boss was subdued by a move..." the tall thin boy frowned and recalled that he just passed by at that time. He probably knew a little about the situation.

Xiaopang just stepped out of the dormitory and took back his feet. The boss was defeated by a move. He... Forget it.

Xiaowu's face was like the bottom of a pot. She had never met anyone who dared to bully her.

"Do you know where this man is now?"

"Sister Xiaowu, I just saw it. If you want to find the specific information of the soul master, you'd better go to the master."

The little dance frowned. The master was the least liked person in the primary and secondary dance at Notting soul master college.

It was he who deprived Tang San of his leisure time with her and made the originally gentle Tang San indifferent.

"Master, where is he?"

Xiaowu stood up, a long scorpion braid left behind, and the whole person looked decent!

The martial soul of Xiaowu is a soft bone enchanted rabbit. It is a super soul beast in the star forest. Its agility and enchantment attributes enable it to survive in various severe environments.

The little dance incarnating into human itself has a sexy body. With that peerless face and charm attribute, it can be said that he is a walking human flesh harvester.

"Master, he is in the office on the fifth floor of our teaching building."

"But sister Xiaowu, the master is not accessible to ordinary people. It is said that the teaching teacher must apply to the headmaster in advance if he wants to see the master."

Xiaowu snorted coldly, "there is no one I can't see in Notting soul master college! I must ask who hurt my third brother!"

"Little dance sister is powerful!"

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In an office of the teaching building, Zhang Gong sat on a bench with a sad look. The master stood in front of a book and read the ancient classics with both hands.

Although notting soul master college is a primary soul master college, there are many resources allocated by Tiandou empire. Even the Royal soul master College of Tiandou Empire cannot find such comprehensive books.

"Xiao Gang, do you have to leave now? Give us a year, I will be able to solve the problem of the variation of your martial soul. Moreover, the first generation of soul master students we have trained have grown up. Give them some time, they can definitely become a strong competitor in the soul master competition."

Yu Xiaogang didn't always eat for nothing when he joined notting soul master college. He and Zhang Gong secretly cultivated a super team composed of seven soul masters. Each soul master has a bright spot, and their martial soul interaction can exert great energy.

"Mr. Zhang, you also know that the martial spirits of the seven of them are very good, but just now you saw that the soul master only used one move... We are too far apart, but they will be able to reach the top 32 in the soul master competition."

Yu Xiaogang lowered his head and continued to study the books in his hand. "In contrast, Xiao San is the disciple most worthy of my training."

"I really don't know what to say about you! Although Tang San's fighting talent and soul power can be called the top, his martial spirit is just a low-level blue silver grass. No matter how powerful and developed the martial spirit of rotten street, it will not accumulate experience for others in the end?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head. He knew that there was a more powerful martial spirit in Tang Santi. If the martial spirit was displayed, the whole notting soul division college, no, the whole notting city would be shocked.

That's one of the best martial spirits in the world, and Yu Xiaogang thinks Tang San's blue silver grass martial spirit is not simple.

Zhang Gong said helplessly, "let's not talk about this first. I just got the news that the Wuhun hall in Notting city was destroyed!"

Yu Xiaogang frowned and said nothing.

"There are always accidents in Notting city recently, so I hope you and Tang San can continue to stay in Notting soul master college. I can train Tang San with all my strength."

Yu Xiaogang looked a little helpless, "Mr. Zhang, I know what you think. But the recent events have made me understand a lot. Before, I always thought Xiao San was good enough. In any way, it was the end of all my peers, but I didn't know how wrong I was until the emergence of the teenager. Xiao San is not suitable for growing up in a greenhouse. I......"

"But you still want Tang San to study in a better soul master college."

"Bang Dang!"

There was a clear sound of fragmentation. The two people still in discussion looked blankly in the direction of the wooden door. A little girl in a pink skirt stood there domineering.