Douluo: I have a fatal mission board

The next day, before the sun had fully gone up the mountain, Zhao Fan had already completed the necessary exercises for this morning.

Purple energy gradually drifted into his eyes from the east, and the next moment, it was filled with purple energy.

Even the tiniest texture of the leaves on the big branches in the distance can be seen clearly.

Entering the subtle realm, soon.

.........

In the restaurant of Wuhun branch, Zhao Fan and Mathieu Nuo were sitting at the front table, tasting the good cooking skills of the chef aunt.

Around them, there was also a Wuhun Palace soldier wearing silver armor and black robes.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Fan wiped his mouth with a tissue and immediately looked at Mathieu Nuo.

"Grandpa, I have thought about it. I have decided not to go to Wuhun City, but to study at Notting Junior Soul Master Academy."

Su Yuntao and Sisi suddenly raised their heads and looked at Zhao Fan with surprised expressions, full of confusion in their hearts.

Wuhun City is the holy land for all soul masters. There are obviously bright avenues, so why do we have to choose narrow paths?

Matthewno stopped eating. He was silent for a while, then smiled and nodded.

"Xiaofan, let's wait until breakfast is over to discuss this matter. Let's eat first."

Zhao Fan pursed his lips.

But this time he didn't listen to Matthew No. Instead, he shook his head firmly.

"Grandpa, this is a decision I made after careful consideration, and it will never change. Also, please ask Grandpa, Brother Tao and Sister Sisi to conceal my information. This is very important to me."

The scene suddenly came to a standstill.

Matthewno stared at his grandson closely, and the smile on his face disappeared.

.........

In the end, Zhao Fan won.

After all, he came of age and had a son, and Matthew Nuo's love for Zhao Fan was far beyond normal people's imagination.

But they still made an agreement.

If Zhao Fan cannot reach level 20 with soul power before he turns eleven, he must follow his arrangements and go to Wuhun City.

In response to this, Zhao Fan looked excited and nervous on the surface, but felt extremely relaxed in his heart.

Level 20? He is already at level thirteen now.

When absorbing the ultimate age soul ring, the soul power is also constantly rising in the process; when everything is over, the soul power will naturally reach this level.

In the room, Zhao Fan sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated quietly. The meditation double amplification card had been used.

[The mission of Destiny Track is completed! 】

【Your choice is-no! 】

【New mission unlocked! "The bet between grandfather and grandson!"]

[Within five years, the soul power will advance to level 20. During the process, any method of "reinforcing the growth" is not allowed. 】

[Reward for mission success! The perfect second soul ring of Yin Yang Pen! 】

Zhao Fan opened his eyes and exited from the meditative state.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he was secretly affirming in his heart.

Sure enough, on the winding road of growth, tasks on the task board kept popping up like bamboo shoots in spring.

Moreover, this effectively reduces the risk of one's own "abnormal" exposure.

Wuhun City, what is that place? It is a place where high-level soul masters gather together.

If others doubt that he has a great opportunity or a magic weapon, the only result Zhao Fan can think of is to die on the street.

Never underestimate the malice in the hearts of strangers, this is a survival commandment he always keeps in mind.

.........

The start of the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is today.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhao Fan arrived belatedly accompanied by Matthew Nuo.

He kept looking around for something, but didn't find what he wanted to see.

Where is Tang San? I came here with my watch stuck.

"Xiaofan, what are you looking for? Do you want to eat candied haws on a stick? Just wait here, grandpa will buy it for you right now."

Matthewno had long noticed something unusual about his grandson. He observed it for a while and then fixed his gaze on the candied haws stall not far away.

Zhao Fan quickly grabbed Matthew Nuo and shook his head.

"Grandpa, you misunderstood, I don't want to eat candied haws on a stick; let's go, the teachers in the college have been waiting for a long time."

Matthewno stopped and smiled and nodded.

"it is good."

As the two people moved forward slowly, a huge arch gradually appeared in the distance, about 20 meters wide and 10 meters high. It was built with hard rock, and the large iron gate was entirely made of fine iron.

However, Zhao Fan was not surprised. This specification was still a bit inferior to that of the Wuhun Branch Hall.

As soon as Zhao Fan and Matthew Nuo walked into the big iron door, the door was already opened.

The young man guarding the door was full of flattery and flattery, and there was also a little yearning in his eyes.

"Two adults, please come in, please come in."

Zhao Fan didn't even look at him, and followed Matthew Nuo slowly walking toward the interior along the winding avenue; there were towering trees on both sides.

After a while, the Academic Affairs Office arrived.

Just as Zhao Fan imagined, there were not only teachers who received new students, but also leaders at all levels of the college.

The middle-aged, fat man standing in the middle should be the dean of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

Although he is a great soul master like Matthew Nuo, his status and strength are quite different.

"Deacon Matthew Nuo, I really didn't expect you to come in person; this is Master Zhao Fan, right? Director Su, please complete all the admission procedures for Master Zhao Fan quickly, and then send over the uniforms of our college."

"Oh, that's good."

Facing everyone's flattery, Zhao Fan's expression did not change at all.

Mainly it's habit.

Anyone in Notting City who wants to capture Matthew Nuo knows that the young Zhao Fan is his biggest weakness; compared to the sixty-year-old Hu, a six-year-old child is easier to attack.

Matthew Nuo lowered his head and saw the impatience on Zhao Fan's face, and frowned slightly.

"Dean Ge, let's hurry up and get down to business; there are too many affairs in the branch hall, and I can't stay in the college longer."

"Ah, oh oh oh, I understand, I understand; Deacon Matthew Nuo is one of the most powerful people in Notting City, and he is naturally responsible for many things."

"Director Su? Are the procedures and school uniforms ready?"

"It's done, it's done."

Director Su came over holding a white school uniform in his hands.

Zhao Fan took the school uniform and carried it in his right hand.

Mathieu Nuo turned to Zhao Fan and said softly:

"Xiaofan, if you don't live well in the college, you can go home at any time; this is your living allowance for this month. If it's not enough, please let me know, teacher."

Zhao Fan took a small leather bag, which was bulging with at least fifty gold soul coins.

"Well, don't worry, grandpa, I can take care of myself."

Matthew Nuo smiled happily.

Then, he sighed softly, turned around and walked out the door.

In the Academic Affairs Office, Zhao Fan and a group of senior men looked at each other eye-to-eye.

The most important thing is that these teachers do not dare to show any disrespect to the young Zhao Fan.

Maybe the dean can, but they definitely can't.

After a while, Zhao Fan looked at Director Su, who was in charge of reporting on newcomers.

"Is there a child named "Tang San" reporting today? If so, please assign him and me to the same dormitory."

After listening to Zhao Fan's words, he looked at his short stature of only 1.3 meters.

Everyone was speechless.

Child? This was the first time they encountered a child calling someone else's child.