Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 13 Going to school
After returning to the clan, Yun Ming rested for a day.

the next morning
In Yun Ming's quiet courtyard, there was a continuous whistling sound. It was Yun Ming practicing his spear skills.

Stab, pierce, hit, attack, entangle, circle, block, grab, pounce, tap, and flick; each move and each posture, combining fast and slow, regular and odd, flowing like flowing water; even the simplest basic spear techniques appear to be extraordinarily agile.

Yang Wudi, who was outside the courtyard gate, nodded with satisfaction when he saw Yun Ming's agile spearmanship. After absorbing the spirit ring, along with the increase of physical strength, Yun Ming's spearmanship improved a little bit!
After Yun Ming finished practicing his spear, Yang Wudi walked into the yard, picked up the towel beside him and handed it to Yun Ming, and spoke lightly.

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

Yun Ming took the towel, responded to his grandfather's encouragement respectfully, and asked.

"Yes, grandpa!"

"But, Grandpa, you came here so early in the morning, do you have anything to tell me?"

Although Yang Wudi lived in the courtyard next to Yunming Courtyard, due to the busy affairs of the clan leader and Yang Wudi's obsession with refining medicine, the grandfather and grandson usually did not see each other in the morning without notice.

Yang Wudi didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"From today on, you will enter the 'Clan School' to learn soul master knowledge and medicine making!"

When Yun Ming heard about the clan school, he also remembered that his martial soul had already awakened. According to the clan rules, he did need to go to the clan school for classes, so he responded in a gentle voice.

"Okay, Grandpa!"

"I'll pack up and go over there later."

Yang Wudi nodded expressionlessly, then left the courtyard to do his own thing. As for sending Yun Ming to the clan school? Forget it, it's just two steps away, it won't take Yun Ming ten minutes to walk there, don't disturb me while I'm refining medicine.

Yun Ming, wearing a white uniform, came to the entrance of the clan school. Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar building in front of him, Yun Ming's expression was uncertain, with a longing for the future, a sadness of his mother's message, and so on. His mind was mixed until he heard the voices coming from the clan school, the shouts of the students, and the voices of the teachers in the clan school, and then he came back to his senses.

"Draw your gun, shoot!"

"Ha!!!"
"Put away your guns and try again!"

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Yun Ming calmed himself down and walked into the clan school. What he saw was a large martial arts training ground. Currently, all the teachers and students in the clan school were in the training ground.

Then Yun Ming turned his sight and saw a familiar person being beaten. This person was none other than Yang Lin, a genius with level 7 innate soul power who awakened his martial soul at the same time as Yun Ming. How did Yun Ming feel now? It was like a night watchman seeing Chang Wei beating Lai Fu, he was very confused.

The teacher who was beating the boy heard the noise behind him, stopped what he was doing, turned around and saw Yun Ming, and understood what was going on. This teacher was also someone Yun Ming knew, Yang Lin's father. Yun Ming was a little curious about what Yang Lin felt after being beaten by his father in the clan school.

Yang Lin felt the beating stop, and following his father's gaze, he looked towards Yun Ming at the door and spoke in surprise.

"Yun Ming, you are finally here!"

Yun Ming listened to Yang Lin's self-help talk and responded casually.

"Well, here we come."

They were all the same age in the Po Yi Clan. Yun Ming and Yang Lin also knew each other and had a pretty good relationship. The reason why they didn't dare to say anything in the ancestral hall last time was because, except for Yun Ming, the other children in the clan were more afraid of Yang Wudi. After all, Yang Wudi had scars on his face and a fierce temperament. He didn't even need to wear makeup when he went out as a bandit at night. It was normal for children to be afraid of him.

Yang Lin's father, the clan studies teacher, Yang Hong, also greeted Yun Ming.

"Yun Ming, come here!"

Yun Ming walked up to Yang Hong and called out respectfully.

"Uncle Hong!"

According to the clan ranking, Yang Hong is the cousin of Yun Ming's mother Yang Ying, and also Yun Ming's uncle.

Yang Hong nodded and spoke to the other students in the clan school.

"This is Yun Ming, everyone knows him!"

"From today on, you will officially join our clan school. Welcome!"

Yang Lin saw the opportunity to get away, returned to the line, and began to lead the applause. Seeing this, Yang Hong did not say much, but threatened Yang Lin with his eyes, indicating that he had good luck today. The other children in the clan school also knew Yun Ming, and those who did not know him before also knew him after the sacrifice half a month ago, and they all began to applaud. In particular, the five girls applauded the loudest. After all, people like to see beautiful things, both men and women. Seeing that it was almost time, Yang Hong raised his hand to stop it, and then said to Yun Ming.

"Yun Ming, just stand next to Yang Lin!"

Yun Ming walked over to Yang Lin, who winked at him to show his gratitude. Yun Ming blinked in response and stood beside him.

Yang Hong ignored the eye contact between the two and saw Yun Ming stop and continue with today's lesson.

"The basic gunmanship lesson continues. Raise your guns!"

Yun Ming saw the practice spears in the hands of everyone, and he also took out a practice spear from the weapon rack next to him.

Yang Hong said loudly when he saw that everyone was ready.

"Ready, shoot!"

"Ha!"
Everyone fired their guns at the command.

Of course, Yun Ming is the best at shooting.

Yun Ming thrust his spear straight and fast, straight in and out, with the force reaching the tip of the spear, and he managed to strike a straight line with the spear, and the spear came out like a latent dragon emerging from the water. Yang Hong was also shocked when he saw Yun Ming's spear thrusting skills. Although Yang Wudi had told him yesterday that Yun Ming's spear skills were very high, Yang Hong was greatly shocked when he actually saw Yun Ming using the spear!

This kid is a monster! He is better at spearing than himself. Thinking of this, Yang Hong saw his own son, who was spearing crookedly next to Yun Ming, and his face darkened. They were the same age, and his son was even older, so why was there such a big difference?

Afterwards, Yang Hong began to adjust the postures of the students who had made mistakes. When it came to Yang Lin, his tone was even more unfriendly.

"Bend your arms slightly, look at the tip of the spear, shift your center of gravity forward, straighten your right leg, and stand in a left lunge!"

After Yang Lin was severely scolded by his father, Yang Hong continued his class.

"Hold the gun!"

"Ready, stab!"

The basic spear techniques were practiced one by one very quickly. Yang Hong corrected the mistakes of others, but Yun Ming used every move very standardly, just like in a textbook, correct but not rigid, very good! After watching it once, Yang Hong understood Yun Ming's spear technique level. It was a level that he could not teach, so Yang Hong spoke decisively.

"Yun Ming, you will practice the basic spearmanship lessons on your own from now on. You don't need to follow everyone else's progress."

Yun Ming had no objection to Yang Hong's arrangement. He was fine with it. But Yun Ming could do it, but others might not. Among the students, a boy who looked about eight or nine years old, with delicate features and a proud face, questioned with dissatisfaction.

"Uncle Hong, why can Yun Ming practice on his own?"

The boy who spoke was Yang Yi, eight years old this year. He was the top talent of the Po Yi clan before Yun Ming. His innate soul power was level eight, and he was the one with the highest innate soul power of the Po Soul Spear martial spirit in recent years. In addition to his own hard work, he has always been the top of his peers in all aspects. In the past, he had been corrected by Yang Hong the least times except Yun Ming. Today, this was the first time that he was judged by the elders of the clan that a cousin who was two years younger than him was better than him. Yang Yi couldn't accept it for a while.

Yang Hong saw what Yang Yi was thinking and knew that he was not convinced, but there were some things that he had to accept. Yang Hong said seriously.

"Because Yun Ming's basic shooting skills are very good, better than mine, I can't teach him anything."

"Sigh~"

When the other children around heard Yang Hong's evaluation of Yun Ming, they couldn't help but gasp.

As for Yang Yi, he was even more surprised when he heard Yang Hong's evaluation of Yun Ming. This evaluation was too high! Yang Hong was already a leader among the previous generation in the clan. How high must the spearmanship be that he could praise so highly! Yang Yi was a little bit unbelieving, or he couldn't believe that there would be such a person in the world, when Yun Ming was obviously two years younger than him. Yang Yi's expression became excited, his face was a little ferocious, and he shouted violently.

"I do not believe!!!"

"I don't believe it! Unless he is better at shooting than me!!!"

Yang Hong looked at Yang Yi, whose cognition was somewhat broken, and sighed in his heart. Yang Yi was already a rare top genius in the Po Yi clan in the past few decades. He had excellent talent in cultivation and marksmanship. However, this generation had Yun Ming, who might become the strongest person in the history of the Po Yi clan.

Yang Hong was a little confused now, not knowing whether he should let Yun Ming fight with Yang Yi. If he didn't fight, Yang Yi would not give up; if he fought, he was afraid that Yang Yi would be devastated after losing. As for whether Yang Yi could win? Yang Hong felt that unless Yun Ming was willing to let him go, even a little bit, there would be no chance!
Yun Ming saw Yang Yi's unwillingness and unyielding spirit, and responded calmly without waiting for Yang Hong to speak.

"Okay! I'll accept this competition!"

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