MTL - Douluo Dalu-Chapter 5 Grandmaster? master? (One)
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A character who is at least a soul teacher apologized to himself. Old Jack’s vanity was greatly satisfied. He shook his hands and said: “No need to apologize, no apology. We are not good. Master, then this child will bother you. Xiao San, you go in with the master, you must be obedient."
Tang nodded three times, but did not speak.
Before, when the master stopped the concierge from rushing to him, his left hand had already been lifted and the insurance on the sleeved arrow had been opened. If the master of the moment is one step later, maybe there will be a short arrow in the throat of the porter.
[Tangmen Xuantianbao recorded the general outline, the third article, to determine that the opponent is an enemy, as long as it has the way to take the dead, do not be merciful, otherwise it will only add trouble to yourself]
In Tang San's view, the doorman made an effort to the old man like Jack, and with his unkindness, he already had the way to death. At the same time, he also has absolute certainty, including the old Jack, no one will find that the sleeve arrow is his. Without evidence, who can say that he is killing? Tangmen’s silent sleeves are extremely fast, and there is only one shadow, and it’s the same as the doorway.
After Jack smashed a few more words from Tang, this left.
The master glanced at the door. "This is the first time and the last time. If you have another crime, you don't need to stay." His voice was hoarse with calm, but there was an irrefutable a feeling of.
Cold sweats behind the porter, and the sound should be flashed aside.
The master looked down at Tang San, and a little smile on his face. His muscles on his face seemed to be a bit stiff, and the look of laughter was a little flattering. Pulling up the hand of Tang San, said: "Let's go in."
The master's hand is soft and dry, and it is very comfortable to hold. It gives Tang three a sense of trust. Under his leadership, Tang San finally entered the college.
"Teacher, thank you." Tang San said to the master.
"Teacher? I am not a teacher at the college." The master looked down at Tang Sanyi and said faintly.
"Not a teacher? Didn't you just represent the college?"
The master shook his head and he had no patience. He was particularly tolerant today, and once again squeezed out an ugly smile. "Who said that the teacher of the college must represent the college?"
Tang San said: "I understand, then you must be the principal of the college, or the leader."
The master laughed and said: "You are a six-year-old child, and it is very smart. However, you still guessed wrong."
Tang San doubts: "What are you?"
Master said: "I am just a guest who eats and drinks here. You and other people, call me a master. Everyone calls me like this. I even forgot my name. Proof of Wuhun Temple It says that you are called Tang San, Tang San, you have to understand that the meaning of the master and the teacher is far from each other, and you should not call it wrong in the future. Unless..."
Having said that, his words have been heard, but his eyes are shining with a burning glow, "unless you really want me to be your teacher."
"Do you want to teach me to practice Wuhun?" asked Tang San.
The master stopped and faced Tang Sanzhan. "Would you like it?"
Tang San naturally stopped and looked up at the master in front of him. At this time, he looked closely and looked up from the bottom. He found that the master's mouth was a bit big and his lips were thick. He did not speak, neither said to promise, nor did he say no.
The master looked at Tang San’s eyes and looked at his eyes. The stiff smile appeared again. “Okay, you really are a smart boy.”
There are two meanings to not opening, and one is not eager to refuse, so as not to offend the master. The second is to ask the master with action. Why should I worship you as a teacher?
Like the old Jack, the master raised his hand and screamed at Tang Santou. "The talent is different, so smart. It seems that I have to be obsessed again. How do you say that you are also the third twin in this century?" Wuhun."
After listening to the master's words, Tang San was shocked. The eyes of the master suddenly changed, and the left wrist was lifted up quietly, revealing a look of uncertainty.
The master God looked at him and smiled. "Are you very surprised? Why do I know that you are a twin martial arts?" As he said, he shook his old Jack’s proof to him. Because of this proof. Maybe other people can't see the flaws, but if I can't see it, then I don't deserve the word master."
"I have investigated 647 people who are sorcerers of blue and silver grass. Among them, there are 16 people with soul power, and the chance is less than 3 percent. Even the 16 people who have the soul power. There is no one soul power that can exceed one level, but you are the first level of the soul of the soul. According to one of the ten core competencies of the Wuhun, which I have studied, the innate soul strength is directly proportional to the quality of the martial arts. Look. Blue silver grass is obviously not satisfied, so I can be sure that you should have another Wuhun, and it is a very powerful Wuhun."
Tang San’s eyes gradually calmed down and argued: “There are exceptions to everything. Why can’t I be a special case?”
The master nodded seriously and said: "Yes, there are exceptions to everything, but your martial arts are blue silver grass, so you are obviously not the exception. The Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire have been twins for the last 100 years. Although there are only two martial arts souls, there are only 19 natural souls. I have carefully studied the martial arts of each of them. All of them are powerful, and the youngest one has now reached the big one. The level of the soul division. Except for the fourteen people who are the powerful martial arts of the family lineage, there are five exceptions."
