Douluo: My martial spirit is the Sharingan.

Tang San was unhappy when he saw the doorman being so arrogant. He had just been scolded by Old Jack. Now that the doorman was humiliating him like this, how could he endure it?

"Xuan Tian Bao Lu, Article 5: All disciples of the Tang Sect must not cause trouble easily, but if there is an active intruder, I promise to retaliate with thunder."

"Here, no one can see that it was me who made the move, and besides, I am sure that I will kill him with one strike."

"You have a way to die!"

The safety of the silent sleeve arrow was opened, and Tang San planned to shoot it.

Anyway, no one here can see it. Even if they kill him, no one will know that they did it.

After all, in his mind, the concierge could insult Holy Soul Village, Old Jack, but he could never insult the Tang Sect disciples.

"What did you say!"

Old Jack was furious. He would never allow anyone to insult the Holy Soul Village in his heart. The concierge's words just now had touched his bottom line, which made him intolerable.

Who is old Jack? He was a ruthless person who even dared to scold a titled Douluo. If it wasn't for the sake of his two children going to school, he would have cursed him loudly.

Under Old Jack's angry gaze, the concierge actually felt a hint of retreat.

But soon, the concierge came to his senses and thought to himself: "It's really useless. I was scared away by an old man."

Thinking of this, the concierge was about to drive away Old Jack.

Tang Yin frowned slightly, his Sharingan opened quietly, and activated the magic - Shaoling Technique.

The concierge suddenly felt that his whole body was nailed with iron nails and he was unable to move. This was accompanied by pain all over his body, which made him extremely frightened.

With the Sharingan retracted, the concierge sat down on the ground, shaking and incontinent. Although it was just an illusion, the real pain frightened him.

"What's going on?" Tang San was shocked.

When the concierge was driving Old Jack away, he had already aimed his sleeve arrow at his throat, but before he could take action, the concierge collapsed to the ground, fearing for some reason.

"You, you...what's wrong?" Old Jack looked confused.

Old Jack stretched out his hand to help the concierge, but the concierge pushed Old Jack away desperately as if he had seen something fearful. Not only did he fall down, but Old Jack pushed him down.

Seeing this, Tang Yin hurriedly supported Old Jack. After all, he was so old, what would happen if he fell?

Tang San on the side saw that the concierge dared to push Old Jack down, and thought of what the concierge had just done, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Since this concierge dares to provoke me, as a disciple of the Tang Sect, he already has a way to kill him!

"You guys, what's going on?" At this moment, the master came out and asked in a hoarse voice.

Tang San was stunned at first, then secretly retracted the silent sleeve arrows, and looked up. With that classic short head and classic stiff face, who else could it be if it wasn't Yu Xiaogang?

Tang Yin on the side supported Old Jack and looked at the master, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

The master looked like he was in his forties or fifties. His appearance was no longer as handsome as when he was young. His lips were slightly thick and he had an unkempt beard. The decadence and laziness exuding from his whole body made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Is this really a master? Oh, he is a master of theory!"

The moment the concierge saw the master, he prayed as if he were seeing his savior.

"Master, you are back. I seemed to have been nailed by a nail just now. Could you please help me take a look?"

The master saw the yellow color on the concierge's trousers, and his stiff face became even more rigid. He ignored it at all and gave the concierge a cold look. He saw everything the concierge did just now.

Glancing at Tang San, seeing that he was still stunned on the spot, Tang Yin took a step forward and helped the concierge who was lying on the ground up. After all, this kind of person can only be punished a little.

"Thank you..." The concierge looked embarrassed, after all, he had just made things difficult for them.

Tang Yin shook his head, pointed at Old Jack and said, "Just apologize to him."

The concierge walked up to Old Jack with a face full of shame and apologized.

"Old sir, I'm sorry, I was blind." After saying that, he bowed to Old Jack.

The master stood aside and seemed to have seen the martial arts certificate in Old Jack's hand. He coughed twice and said, "Old sir, can you show me the martial arts certificates of these two men?"

As the head of a village, Old Jack was able to observe words and emotions with ease. When the master spoke, he did not show any pretense and handed the martial arts certificate to the other party. After all, he had just heard the concierge call him master, so the other party's status was definitely not high. Low.

The master took the martial spirit certificate, looked at it, coughed lightly and said: "Old sir, this certificate is true, let them follow me."

Tang Yin and Tang San looked at each other and said goodbye to Old Jack.

Old Jack gave a few warnings before leaving, and then left.

Tang San looked at the master in confusion and said: "Teacher, where are we going now?"

The master lowered his head to look at Tang San, forcing a smile on his face. The sight of his stiff face made Tang Yin's head hurt.

"I'm not a teacher at the academy."

Hearing this, Tang San said in confusion: "Since you are not a teacher, then you are the leader of the academy? I just heard the concierge call you master."

"Hahahaha, you are a six-year-old child, you are quite smart, but you still guessed wrong. I am not the leader of the school." The master laughed.

Tang Yin stood aside, listening to the conversation between the two, and felt countless grass and mud horses galloping past in his mind.

"If you fart, let it go. Why don't you let it go for fun?" Tang Yin cursed inwardly.

Tang San raised his little face and asked doubtfully: "Then you are?"

The master puffed out his chest and pretended to be profound: "I am just a guest here eating and drinking. Just like everyone else, call me master. Everyone calls me that, and I almost forget it." got his name."

Hearing this, Tang Yin gave him a thumbs up in his heart: "As expected of you, Yu Xiaogang."

"You have to understand that the meanings of master and teacher are very different. Don't call me wrong, unless you let me be your teacher.

Yu Xiaogang thought of the two martial soul certificates just now, and thought to himself: "These two people are definitely twin martial souls, otherwise how could they be innately full of soul power just by relying on blue silver grass!"

"Master? Are you going to teach us how to cultivate martial arts?" Hearing this, Tang San said excitedly.

The master stopped, looked back at Tang San and said, "Then are you willing?"

Hearing this, Tang San naturally stopped. His excited little face now calmed down. He just looked at the master. He didn't speak, neither saying yes nor saying no.

The master couldn't help but laugh when he saw Tang San's eyes looking at him, but his stiff face really wasn't very pretty.

Sensing Tang San's cleverness, the master raised his hand and rubbed Tang San's head, "You are so talented and so smart. It seems that I have to be persistent for a while. After all, you are also the third person in a hundred years. A twin martial spirit."

Tang San was shocked when he heard the master say twin spirits. His eyes suddenly changed when he looked at the master. He raised the sleeve arrow in the sleeve of his left wrist and looked at the master in surprise.

The master looked at him with an old look, smiled and said: "Are you curious about why I know your twin martial soul?"

As he spoke, he shook the two certificates that Old Jack gave him in his hand, "Maybe others can't see this certificate, but if they can't see it, then I am not worthy of the title of master."

"I have investigated 647 people whose martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. Among them, 16 have soul power, and the probability is less than 3%. And even these 16 people with soul power are No one has soul power above level one, but you are at level ten with full innate soul power. According to one of the ten core competitivenesses of martial arts that I studied, the size of innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Blue Silver Grass is obviously not enough, so I am absolutely certain that you should still have a martial spirit, and it is a very powerful martial spirit."

"Besides, in the past hundred years, there have been only two twin martial souls in the two empires, but nineteen people with innate soul power have appeared. I have carefully studied their martial spirits, and they are all powerful beings. And Your Blue Silver Grass is obviously not included in this list, so I can conclude that you are a twin martial spirit."

"It's a pity that no one recognizes my theory of martial arts, but I met you." The master looked at Tang San with burning eyes.

"Meet me?" Tang San pointed at himself in confusion.

"That's right, I see something in you that allows me to prove my theory. I will give you the best theory and practice guidance. How about it? Are you willing to become my disciple?" The master smiled.

Tang San nodded, suddenly took a step back, opened the distance between himself and the master, then knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times to the master respectfully.

This time, it was the master's turn to be stunned, "What are you doing?"

Seeing this scene, Tang Yin sighed in his heart, "Sure enough, some incidents are unavoidable."

Thinking of this, Tang Yin shook his head, said something to the master, and walked past the two of them towards the academy.

Tang San needs theory, but he doesn't.

Hehe, you may see that the protagonist's role is not that many. After all, Tang San's apprenticeship is still indispensable.

Who do you think the heroine is? Everyone can discuss it, single female lead.