Douluo: I have a fatal mission board

The food in the cafeteria is not bad, but compared to the chef aunt in the Wuhun branch, the level is still far behind.

Zhao Fan picked up a fruit that looked very much like an apple, wiped it with a tissue, and then took a bite.

Well, not bad, juicy and fruity.

After about half an hour, everyone finished eating.

The fee was already paid when picking up the meal, and the total cost was 10 Gintama coins, which was not much.

The group of people walked towards the first floor amidst laughter and laughter.

Zhao Fan and Tang San were silent and smiling most of the time. Both of them were the same type who didn't like to talk much.

Suddenly, a thin man in black robe walked up to the group of people.

Tang San stopped, and Zhao Fan, Xiao Wu and others also stopped.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

The man's expression was a little cold. After looking at everyone, he said softly:

"Mistress, come here, I have something to talk to you about."

"is teacher."

Tang San followed the man to the side.

Behind him, Wang Sheng couldn't help but muttered:

"Why did Tang San become his disciple? His strength is obviously not that great, I really don't understand."

Zhao Fan turned to look at him, somewhat curious.

"Master? Is he a teacher in our academy?"

Wang Sheng shook his head.

"No, he is a good friend of our dean. He is just a guest-like figure in the academy. He is almost fifty years old now, and he has only been at level twenty-nine. He should not be able to break through to Soul Master in this life."

Suddenly, Tang San walked over and stared at Wang Sheng with a serious expression.

At this time, the master had already left the teaching building gate.

"Wang Sheng, if you don't want to compete with me again, please don't judge my teacher; this is the first and last time."

Wang Sheng looked a little embarrassed.

Under the attention of everyone, he turned around and walked out of the cafeteria.

Except for Xiao Wu and Zhao Fan, they all disappeared from Tang San's sight after ten seconds.

Zhao Fan chuckled and patted his shoulder.

"Don't be angry, Wang Sheng doesn't have any ill intentions."

"I know, but once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. When your teacher is questioned, shouldn't you, as a disciple, clear your teacher's name?"

Seeing Tang San's serious look, Zhao Fan nodded affirmatively.

"Well, that's true; forget it, it's better to be alone. Master or something like that won't be possible in this life."

On the side, Xiao Wu listened to the conversation between the two and tilted her head with a confused look on her face.

Tang San took a deep breath for a few seconds to calm down.

"Zhao Fan, come with me. The teacher just asked me to take you with me."

"Me? I shouldn't have met him before, right?"

"What about me? Can I come with you?"

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu apologetically.

"Sorry, Xiao Wu, the teacher just asked me and Zhao Fan to go there; otherwise, why don't you go back to the dormitory? Wang Sheng and the others should be there too."

Xiao Wu angrily stamped her feet, but in the end she didn't make trouble unreasonably.

"Let's go."

"Okay, I'll just accompany you."

.........

A few minutes later, Zhao Fan followed Tang San to a corner on the top floor of the dormitory building.

Knocking lightly on the door, a dull male voice came from inside.

"come in."

"squeak~"

The man in black robe that I met before was sitting by the window at the moment; he was holding a thick book in his hand.

Zhao Fan looked around.

The room is small and the overall decoration style is simple; although there are many things, they are all neat.

Among them, two bookshelves filled with books occupy one third of the room.

Tang San walked forward slowly, Zhao Fan followed closely behind him.

When Tang San bowed to the man, he stood aside with his pockets in his pockets.

The man glanced at Zhao Fan with a cold expression, and then looked at Tang San again.

"Get up, there are not so many etiquettes between master and disciple."

Tang San raised his head, his face full of seriousness.

"No, you are my teacher, and I should respect you no matter how much I do."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the man's face.

Very stiff.

Zhao Fan on the side curled his lips, feeling that he was redundant.

suddenly.

[Master-apprentice mission! 】

[Standing in front of you is the most famous master of martial arts theory in the mainland! The "Ten Core Competencies of Wuhun" he founded have been widely discussed by soul masters across the continent. 】

【choose! 1. Reject him in advance and completely cut off the other party's idea of ​​accepting a disciple; 2. Accept him. From now on, you will become a soul master with a master, even though the other party is not very powerful. 】

[The mission reward is unknown, so stay tuned. 】

"Xiaosan, please introduce me to me as your friend."

Tang San immediately took the order and walked between the two of them.

"Teacher, this is my good brother Zhao Fan. Like me, he is a freshman in the college."

"Zhao Fan, this is my teacher, master."

"Hello, Master."

Zhao Fan smiled and said hello to the master.

The master nodded slightly, his expression still stiff and indifferent.

Zhao Fan felt that he already had the answer in his heart.

The next second, he directly made a negative gesture.

"I'm sorry, Master, I already have a teacher, so I can no longer be my teacher. If this makes you feel pity and regret, I can only say I'm sorry."

After spitting out the last word, Zhao Fan glanced at the two of them and suddenly felt that things might not be what he imagined.

He saw Tang San and Grandmaster staring at him with their mouths wide open, their eyes full of surprise and dullness.

After a long time, there was no sound other than breathing in the room.

The master stood up from his seat, walked to the bookshelf and took out a book; then, he turned to one of the pages.

He turned the page of the book to face Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan took a closer look.

Above is a section introducing the legendary martial arts "killing pen".

"Zhao Fan, I asked Mistress to call you not because I want to be your teacher; for me, I will only accept one closed disciple in my life."

"This is a page I turned to accidentally, because I have never heard of your martial spirit before, and the legendary martial spirit on this page matches some of your details, so I wanted to confirm it with you."

Zhao Fan looked at Tang San.

Tang San suppressed a laugh while nodding his head in affirmation.

Damn, this time I’m so embarrassed. I didn’t expect that one day, I, Zhao Fan, would turn into what I hate the most.

Puxin man, really humble.

Although the inner turbulence is very violent, on the surface, he still tries to stay normal.

As long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

After a minute or two, Zhao Fan closed the book and returned it to the master.

"Master, my martial spirit is not the legendary martial spirit recorded in the book; and my innate soul power is only level eight. Master, you must have made a mistake, right?"

The master took the book and put it back in its place.

He frowned and finally rejected his previous idea.

Legends are legends after all, and it is indeed impossible to have eight levels of innate soul power.

"Well, I must have made a mistake; in this case, the mistress and I still have something to discuss, so you should go back to the dormitory first."

Zhao Fan nodded, then turned and walked out the door.

The moment the door closed, the voices of the two people talking came out.

Zhao Fan's face is still a little hot now, but he is naturally thick-skinned and his color has not changed.

[The master-disciple mission is completed! 】

[Task Selection-Reject him in advance! 】

【mission rewards…】

[A copy of "Houhei Xue"! 】

Zhao Fan's mentality suddenly collapsed.

This task board is really causing trouble!