Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses over to become the Three Brothers of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 12 You Have the Way of Death

"Father, I will agree to whatever you say." Tang San said without hesitation, "Because I know that you must be doing it for my own good."

Tang San's setting is a person who traveled from ancient Chinese feudal society to Western feudal society, and he has no consciousness of transcending class at all.

He believed that whatever his father asked him to do was right.

To put it bluntly, I have been used to PUA since I was a child, and I have lost my normal understanding of many things.

But Xiao Yan is completely different. As a passionate young man who has been baptized by modern society, he naturally has a strong spirit of resistance, and he has his own views on everything.

Hearing this, Tang Hao was slightly startled, and then said: "Little San, no matter how you cultivate your martial spirit in the future, you can't add any soul rings to your hammer martial spirit, and you can't even let anyone see its existence. .”

"Okay, Dad." Tang San replied softly.

On a hill outside Holy Soul Village.

Xiao Yan sat on a big rock on the top of the mountain. He found that after awakening his martial soul, not only his body became stronger, but he could also control the shape of the martial soul and use it as a weapon.

Xiao Yan, who had his eyes slightly closed, suddenly opened them suddenly, a colorful flame flashed past his eyes, he saw his hands spread out suddenly, with the palms facing upwards, and softly shouted: " Diyan, now!"

Following Xiao Yan's shout, the palm of his right hand trembled slightly, and immediately after that, a surge of colorful flames burst out instantly, and then quickly wrapped his palm.

The soul power in the body surged, and suddenly poured into the colored flames. Immediately, the originally extremely irregular colored flames directly turned into a thin fire needle.

Xiao Yan raised his palm lightly, and the colored fire needles spun out, flying out like cutting through the air, piercing through a big tree in an instant.

...............

a few hours later.

Old Jack came to the blacksmith shop, probably because he was going to Notting City, he specially wore a new suit today.

"Xiao San, Xiao Yan, let's go, I will take you to Notting City Soul Master Academy." Old Jack greeted: "A few days ago, your father came to me before dawn, saying that the deacon of the Wuhun Temple is not I didn't come to pick up Xiaoyan, so let me take Xiaosan to Notting City this time and take Xiaoyan with her."

"The village originally only had one place for a work-study student. Fortunately, none of the children who have awakened their martial soul in the neighboring Emperor Soul Village this year has soul power. I went to their village head and asked for a place."

Xiao Yan went straight out of the blacksmith's shop with the burden on his back, while Tang San shouted into the house: "Father, I'm leaving, the porridge is ready in the pot, don't forget to drink it."

After a moment.

The curtain of the blacksmith's shop was raised, and Tang Hao's tall figure came out from inside. There was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes, and his pupils were vaguely looking at the backs of Tang San and Xiao Yan.

"Little San, the future of the sect and your mother's vengeance are all up to you. Father, I am a useless person."

Tang Hao stood at the door of the blacksmith shop without moving, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

It's not too far from Holy Soul Village to Notting City. The three of them walked for half a day and ate something on the way. In the afternoon, they had already entered Notting City.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is located in the west of Notting City. After asking passers-by several times, Old Jack finally brought Xiao Yan and Tang San here.

Far away, the three of them had already seen a tall arch. This arch was more than 20 meters wide and ten meters high. It was repaired from hard rock, and there were two iron doors underneath, which were dark.

Through the iron fence, one can see the winding path leading to the secluded interior, a road leading directly to the interior, with tall trees on both sides.

In the middle of the arch, there are four large characters - "Notting College."

After Xiao Yan glanced at the gate, his first reaction was that this college is really rich, and it is much more prestigious than the modern universities he attended before.

Just from the gate of this academy, Xiao Yan can guess that the profession of soul master is extraordinary in Douluo Continent.

After all, this is only a junior soul master academy. If it is another advanced soul master academy, its gate will probably be even more magnificent.

As soon as Old Jack brought Xiao Yan and Tang San to the gate, he was stopped by the young man guarding the gate.

"What are you doing? Where did you come from beggars?" Seeing that Old Jack was dressed plainly, the porter said contemptuously.

Although Old Jack's clothes were bright and bright in Saint Soul Village, when he arrived in Notting City, he looked like a countryman.

As for Xiao Yan and Tang San, let alone, the two of them usually don't even have enough to eat, let alone have any beautiful clothes, the clothes on their bodies are tattered with a series of patches.

Being reprimanded by the porter, Old Jack was not angry, but smiled apologetically, "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village, and these two children are work-students sent by our village this year. Look, what else do you need to go through? "

"Sacred Soul Village? I think it's almost like a beggar's village, and a golden phoenix can fly out of the grass nest? Can two people have soul power at the same time in each small village? Our college has had no work-study students for many years. Don't you Could it be a counterfeit?" The porter cast a disdainful glance at Xiao Yan and the three of them, and said with a bit of yin and yang.

Hearing the porter's words, Xiao Yan frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the Notting College looked glamorous, but the porter was so unreasonable.

If he keeps messing around like this, he will definitely teach him a lesson.

After finishing speaking, the concierge stretched out his hand, and then weighed it lightly a few times, meaning to make old Jack feel good.

But what's interesting is that old Jack didn't understand the meaning of porter.

"We are not fakes, we have a certificate of martial spirit." Being insulted by a doorman like this, old Jack also had a flash of anger in his eyes, and he took out the certificate of martial spirit issued by the deacon of the temple of martial arts.

"You..." The concierge almost didn't slow down after receiving the Martial Soul certificate.

The porter's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes. He didn't even look at the martial soul certificate in his hand, and deliberately made things difficult: "Your martial soul certificate is fake at first glance, so get out of here."

After finishing speaking, the concierge threw back the two Wuhun certificates to Old Jack.

Wuhun's proof is naturally impossible to be fake, the concierge knows better than anything else.However, in the past, for those who sent work-study students, he would let others give him a little flair, but Old Jack didn't understand this truth.

As the saying goes, the Hades are easy to deal with, but the imps are hard to deal with.

"Look at this little poor man, the clothes on his body are all patched. In my opinion, you should find other places to beg." While talking, the porter began to drive away Old Jack and his party.

"Who do you call a little beggar?" Tang San was pushed out by the children in Holy Soul Village, and he was more or less unhealthy psychologically. Now he was called a little beggar by the porter.

"Speaking of you, why? Are you not convinced?" the porter said again.

[You already have the means of death! 】

ps: Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket.

(End of this chapter)