Douluo: Soul Shadow King.

Chapter 3: You won’t take me as your master?

Tang San was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and looked back. A middle-aged man who looked to be about 40 or 50 years old came behind him at some point.

He looked very ordinary, with slightly thick lips, a crew cut, and thick stubble on his face. He looked a little decadent and lazy.

Seeing the person coming, the concierge quickly put down his raised hand, his angry expression disappeared, replaced by a flattering, "Master, you are back."

Hearing this, the master just glanced at the gatekeeper, then looked at Cheng Xiao who had walked into the academy but did not leave, and finally his gaze fell on Tang San.

As the village chief, Old Jack was able to read people's expressions. Judging from the doorman's expression, he knew that the middle-aged man in front of him must be an important person. He immediately handed over his martial spirit certificate and told him what had just happened.

The master looked at the certificate in his hand and said to Old Jack: "This martial spirit certificate is real. Old sir, I apologize to you on behalf of the academy for what happened just now. Leave this child to me."

The big shot actually apologized to him. Old Jack's face turned red and he waved his hands repeatedly.

"Master, I'll leave Xiao San to you. Please help me."

Upon hearing this, the master nodded.

Afterwards, Old Jack gave Tang San a few more instructions before leaving.

After Old Jack walked away, the master finally had time to look at the concierge and said, "This is the first and last time. If you do it again, I will explain the situation to the dean and you don't need to stay."

Hearing this, the doorman nodded repeatedly, with cold sweat running down his back.

The master looked down at Tang San and forced a smile on his face. His facial muscles were a little stiff, and his smile was a little hard to compliment. He took Tang San's hand, pointed at Cheng Xiao who was about to leave behind the iron gate and asked: "Is he also a part-time student who came with you?"

"Him?" Tang San looked at Cheng Xiao who had already walked away and shook his head, "He came in after me, but the doorman let him in after seeing his martial spirit certificate."

"Okay, I understand." A gleam of wisdom flashed in the master's eyes. If his guess was correct, the child's martial spirit must be good, otherwise, with the doorman's temper, he would never let him in so easily.

Cheng Xiao walked in front of the two people. Since it was his first time at Notting College, he didn't walk very fast. He was just touring and looking for the teaching building at the same time.

But soon, the master behind him took Tang San's hand and walked to Cheng Xiao's side.

"Little boy, are you also a work-study student this year?" The master looked at Cheng Xiao on his left and asked.

"Hello, teacher. My name is Cheng Xiao, and I'm a part-time student in Chengjia Village." Cheng Xiao paused and looked at the master.

"Haha, I'm not a teacher in the academy." The master shook his head and said lightly.

"You are not a teacher in the academy, but you are called Master, so you must be a leader of the academy, right?" Tang San, who was on the right side of the Master, asked.

"You are quite smart for a six-year-old child, but you are still wrong. I am not the leader of the academy." The master denied.

Cheng Xiao pretended to be puzzled and asked: "If you are not a teacher in the academy, why are you called a master?"

The master stood up straight and said in a profound voice, "I am just a guest here who eats and drinks for free. As for why I am called the master, it's because everyone calls me that. I have even forgotten my own name."

"You have to understand that Master and Teacher are two different titles with different meanings. Don't call them the wrong ones in the future." A gleam of light flashed in the master's eyes, "Unless you are willing to worship me as your master, and let me be your teacher." "Master? Are you going to teach us how to cultivate martial spirits?" Tang San asked excitedly after hearing this.

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

Tang San also stopped and looked at Cheng Xiao who was standing beside the master without saying a word, then looked at the master standing in front of him. He neither agreed nor disagreed.

"It seems that I have to be persistent for once." Seeing that Tang San did not answer, the master continued: "After all, you are also the only twin martial spirit in a hundred years."

After hearing what the master said, Tang Sanda was shocked. The look in his eyes when he looked at the master suddenly changed. He quietly raised his left wrist, turned on the sleeve arrow safety switch, and looked at the master in surprise and doubt.

Seeing Tang San's expression change slightly, the master took out Tang San's martial spirit certificate and explained calmly: "Little friend, don't be too nervous, I don't have any bad intentions. From this martial spirit certificate, I guessed that you have twin martial spirits. Besides, if I can't even see this, then I don't deserve to be called a master."

After hearing the master's explanation, Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Cheng Xiao.

"Master, why don't we talk while we walk?" Cheng Xiao didn't want to hear the master showing off his knowledge, so he suggested.

Hearing this, Tang San looked at Cheng Xiao deeply and said nothing.

"Okay, let's talk while we walk." The master looked at Cheng Xiao's expressionless face and murmured in his heart.

Doesn't he understand the importance of the Wuhun theory? Tang San is a kid who knows what's going on, so why doesn't he want to listen? That's right, he doesn't know my name yet, nor the value of the ten core theories of the Wuhun.

Thinking this in his mind, the master slowed down his pace intentionally or unintentionally and explained his theory.

However, after talking for a long time, Cheng Xiao still looked uninterested. The master reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​accepting a disciple based on theory and focused on explaining to Tang San. After all, it was not a loss to have a disciple with twin martial spirits.

The master's speech was not fast and was easy to understand. After listening to the master's theory, Tang San realized how powerful this middle-aged man was. He immediately stopped, stepped back in front of the master's surprised gaze, knelt on his knees, kowtowed three times, and asked the master to accept him as a disciple.

Seeing Tang San kowtow and ask to be his disciple, the master called him "silly boy" but he was very satisfied in his heart. With such a genius with twin martial souls as his disciple, he would be able to prove to the world that he, Yu Xiaogang, was not a waste!
Bending down and helping Tang San up, the master said calmly: "You don't need to kowtow to become my disciple, just bow."

Tang San said solemnly: "Once a teacher, always a father. As my teacher, you should be worshipped by me."

Seeing this, the master looked at Cheng Xiao who had stopped to the side. Seeing that he looked uninterested, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Child, don't you want to be my disciple?"

"I have seen your knowledge, but I am not very interested in the theoretical knowledge of martial spirits. Thank you for your appreciation, but I think I'd better forget about becoming your disciple." Cheng Xiao's words were flawless, neither offending the master nor the other party.

"Well, becoming a disciple is based on mutual consent. Child, if you don't want to, I won't force you." The master shook his head with some regret, and then said to Tang San beside him: "Xiao San, let's go, let's report to the Academic Affairs Office."

After saying that, the master took Tang San's hand and walked towards the Academic Affairs Office, ignoring Cheng Xiao.

He believed that under the guidance of his martial arts theory, Tang San would quickly distance himself from this child, and then he would realize how wrong his choice was.

Cheng Xiao looked at the two people leaving, shrugged, didn't care, and followed them.

It seems that the purpose of attending the Soul Master Academy is to learn theoretical knowledge, right?

(End of this chapter)