Douluo Tang San, stop rolling around

Chapter 5 Master
Just as the group of people were about to leave, a deep and slightly hoarse voice sounded:
"What are you all doing here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man came out. He was of medium build, a little thin, about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair parted in the middle. He had a very ordinary appearance, with his hands behind his back, but he had a special temperament, and there was a bit of laziness and decadence in his eyes.

Xu Dongyang had never seen this person before, so he thought he was a teacher from the academy and replied:
"Teacher, we are here to exchange ideas and learn from each other. Now it's over and we are just about to leave."

"In that case, the rest of you can leave. You stay. I have something to ask you." The middle-aged man stared at Xu Dongyang and said.

Seeing this, the others did not dare to stay, only the people from Dormitory 7 took a closer look before leaving.

Soon, only one person, one big and one small, were left on the field. The atmosphere was quiet and a little weird. The middle-aged man asked first:

"Were you really discussing and exchanging ideas just now?"

Hearing the other party's tone, Xu Dongyang knew that the other party already knew the truth, so he replied:

"Teacher, I didn't mean to lie. I was just afraid that fighting would have a bad impact and damage the reputation of the college." He shifted the blame with just a few words and demonstrated his sense of belonging to the college.

Then he explained what happened. The middle-aged man listened and said indifferently:
"The academy has never cared about student fights. On the contrary, this is beneficial to the growth of soul masters. As long as there are no serious injuries or disabilities, and no one is killed, it's fine."

"But there is one thing I need to correct. I am not a teacher in the academy. Others call me Master. You can call me that too."

So you are Yu Xiaogang. You really look like a "Gao Ren". Unfortunately, you are an irresponsible guy and have wasted Liu Erlong's twenty years.

Xu Dongyang didn't have any good feelings towards Yu Xiaogang, so naturally he just wanted to get away as soon as possible.

"Okay, Master, is there anything else?"

Yu Xiaogang frowned. He was not satisfied with this answer. He thought the other party would ask, "Why do others call you Master?"

This way he could move on to the next topic.

Although it was a little unexpected, he still said:

"Your martial soul is a mutant martial soul, right? And one of your parents must have a thunder-attributed martial soul."

Xu Dongyang was slightly surprised when he heard this.

"How did you know?"

"I have studied many weapon spirits, and most of them initially have no soul power attributes. Only after adding soul rings will they evolve and gain corresponding attributes."

"I saw your previous battle. Your martial soul has a weak lightning attribute. Although it is not ruled out that it was obtained after your first spirit ring was attached, it is impossible for a hundred-year spirit ring to only have such a small change on the martial soul."

It seems that being called a master does require some skill. Although Xu Dongyang doesn't like Yu Xiaogang, he won't blindly criticize him. He nodded in acknowledgment.

"You're right."

Yu Xiaogang was somewhat delighted, and calmed himself down before speaking again:
"Mutated martial spirits are always rare, and it is more difficult to cultivate than ordinary spirit masters. My theoretical knowledge can help you avoid detours."

"You want me to be your disciple?" Xu Dongyang understood Yu Xiaogang's intention.

Yu Xiaogang nodded seriously. Although Yu Xiaogang had some skills in theory, the combat power of a soul master came from the soul power level and combat skills, and Yu Xiaogang could not provide either of these two.

As for the knowledge of martial souls and soul beasts, he thought it was of no use at all. There were so many martial souls in the world and it was impossible for him to study the characteristics and weaknesses of each martial soul. If he had that much time, he would have become a Titled Douluo long ago.

Although soul master knowledge can help soul masters better choose suitable soul rings, a soul master can only have nine soul rings in his lifetime (except for twin martial souls). It is enough to have a certain understanding of soul beasts. Knowing more soul beasts is not very meaningful.

Xu Dongyang thought for a moment and shook his head
"I reject."

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it because he had his own pride.

He recalled the sneer and ridicule from his tribe members. He had been wandering for half his life and could only huddle in this small city of Nottingham, waiting to die. Even his proud ten core theories of martial arts could not be verified and recognized.

He finally heard yesterday that a six-year-old genius soul master with a hundred-year soul ring had arrived at Notting College. He thought his hope had come, so he used his connections to get information about this student.

Later, in the cafeteria today, he saw a confrontation between the working students and the children of the nobility. He saw Xu Dongyang, who was suspected to be his target, so he followed them and witnessed their fight.

He was very satisfied with Xu Dongyang and felt that he could prove his martial spirit concept, but it was a pity that he refused to take him as his master.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang turned around and left with his hands behind his back, exuding a sense of being unappreciated. Looking at the other party's gradually disappearing figure, Xu Dongyang thought of a saying, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't despise the poor in the middle-aged."

But it must be said that Yu Xiaogang did make a comeback in middle age. He accepted the protagonist Tang San as his disciple, and his status as a master increased with his disciple, and he took off on the spot.

After finishing his meal in the cafeteria, Xu Dongyang returned to the dormitory. He heard whispers inside before he entered the door.

When he walked into the dormitory, he saw a group of people gathered together discussing something. When he saw him, Chen Fan approached and asked
"Boss, you're back. I hope that person didn't make things difficult for you."

"No, he just wanted to know what happened. Also, he wanted to take me as his apprentice."

"What! Boss, you won't agree to it, will you?" Chen Fan was a little excited, his expression showing worry.

"No, I refused. What's the problem?"

"Boss, that guy is not actually a teacher in our college. He seems to be a friend of the dean and is temporarily living here. But I heard that he has been here for many years. He seems to be the number one theoretical master in the continent. However, he has never taught a class or taught any students. He is just a freeloader. Other teachers have complaints about him." Chen Fan's words became smaller and smaller, and his expression revealed contempt.

"It's a good thing you refused, Boss. I heard that the man is over 29 years old, his spirit power is only level , and he will never make any progress in his life."

"Okay, that's it. If you have nothing else to do, just go and practice." Xu Dongyang didn't want to discuss this topic, and he didn't like talking about others behind their backs.

Seeing this, the others naturally would not seek to make themselves bored, and they all went about doing their own things. Some, such as Chen Fan, chose to practice because they had watched Xu Dongyang's battle today and were inspired to improve themselves. Others, such as Chen Fan, chose to go out and play together because they could not concentrate.

Xu Dongyang didn't say much when he saw this. Everyone has their own choices, and there is no need to force others. One can only rely on oneself when it comes to cultivation.

At night, he sat on his bed, reviewing today's battle with Wang Zhiyu in his mind and thinking about his own shortcomings.

My strength is still far behind that of the beast spirit masters of the same level, but although the opponent is powerful, it seems that he has not caused any effective damage to me. This may be because the giant rock turtle's spirit ring has enhanced the hardness of my bones and skin.

As he spoke, he took out a mirror from the soul guide and looked at himself. His fair skin turned slightly yellow and turned into a wheat-colored skin, making him look more sunny and healthy. He pinched his face and found that his skin became more resilient.

In addition, he also felt that he lacked the skills to use his martial soul, and the development of his martial soul was still at the most basic smashing and sweeping. Later, he planned to develop his own stick techniques and Rasengan.

After all, a stick is a long weapon and it is difficult for it to take advantage in close combat. The Rasengan can fill this shortcoming.

After a night of meditation, when the first ray of sunlight shone in from the window, Xu Dongyang opened his eyes and said, "It's morning already. The time spent in practice has passed so quickly."

After completing today's morning exercise, Xu Dongyang walked on the street, holding a cup of soy milk in one hand and a big meat bun in the other, chewing it from time to time, and soon walked to the door of the blacksmith shop.

He drank the remaining soy milk in one gulp and walked in. Because it was morning, there were not many people in the store and he spotted Uncle Wang at first sight.

"Hula, hula."

When I got closer, I saw Uncle Wang sitting on a small stool, pulling the bellows back and forth with one hand. He was heating up the forging furnace.

"Morning, Uncle Wang."

"Xiao Yang, aren't you studying at Notting College? How come you have time to come to my place?"

"Hey, I came here specially to see you."

"You little brat, I think you'll use your mouth to deceive many girls in the future." Uncle Wang scolded with a smile.

"If you have nothing to do, don't bother me." Then he deliberately put on an attitude of keeping people at a distance.

"Hehe, actually I have something I want to ask you for help with." Xu Dongyang said as he walked behind Uncle Wang and gently massaged his back.

"Hmph, you are still too naive, tell me what's the matter?" Uncle Wang immediately asked with a smug smile.

"I want to make a set of weight-bearing props, which include a weighted vest, two pairs of wristbands and legbands. The vest should be 20 kilograms, and the wristbands and legbands should be 10 kilograms."

"Okay, come get it tomorrow."

After that, Xu Dongyang chatted with Uncle Wang about interesting things in school, paid five silver coins as a deposit and left.

(End of this chapter)