The original martial soul, they all said it was a useless martial soul

Chapter 166 Is it Class ?
At Donghai College, next to the playground of the intermediate department, the principal of Donghai College and two students called over a man in white.

Wu Zhangkong, who was giving physical education lessons to the students, frowned as he looked at the man and woman next to the principal and raised his eyebrows at the principal.

"What do you mean?"

The principal smiled at Wu Changkong a little embarrassedly.

"These two students are transfer students of our college this year. They were late due to some special reasons. Do you think you are suitable to teach them for a year?

They will leave Donghai College next year and will definitely not cause you any trouble."

After hearing the principal's introduction, Wu Zhangkong frowned calmly, then set his eyes on the two students.

"These two students are both in the same twenties. Shouldn't they be sent to the advanced department?"

Facing Wu Changkong's questioning, the principal touched his head a little embarrassedly.

“These two students are too young now, and it’s not appropriate for them to go to the senior department.

Besides, they have some things of their own to do and don’t come to school often, so it’s not appropriate for them to go to the senior department.”

When he heard that they were young, Wu Zhangkong nodded slightly: He could see that the two were indeed not very old.

But when he heard that they had their own things to do and would not come to the academy often, Wu Zhangkong frowned.

"If they don't come to school often, then why do you ask them to come?"

Faced with Wu Changkong's disrespectful questioning, the principal looked a little embarrassed. Then he patted Wang Si on the shoulder, indicating that he should give himself and the teacher some private space.

Wang Si nodded calmly.

The principal pulled Wu Zhangkong aside and whispered a few words to him.

When he came back, Wu Zhangkong was the only one there. As for the principal, he was directly driven away by him.

Facing the two indifferent young men in front of him, Wu Zhangkong frowned slightly.

"I understand your situation. Are you coming to East Sea College just to get a student status? Are you not planning to train and compete like normal students?"

The principal just told him about the situation of these two people: the two people in front of them only came to their Donghai College for registration, and they would not come to Donghai College normally.

As he spoke, a layer of frost slowly gathered around Wu Changkong, as if he was very dissatisfied with the situation of Wang Si and Na'er.

Wang Si nodded slightly.

"We only need to be enrolled in Donghai College. After a year, we will leave Donghai and go to other cities.

What's more, we have already learned what an intermediate spirit master should learn. Instead of wasting time here, we might as well spend our time on things that we really need to work hard on."

Wu Zhangkong had no idea what Wang Si was talking about that really required hard work.

"Your own business? Is there anything you can't do at school right now that requires you to skip classes?"

Wang Si reluctantly took out a certificate issued by the Blacksmith Association from his storage soul guide.

The Blacksmith Association would certainly not reveal the fact that Wang Si was able to perform spiritual forging and fusion forging at the age of eleven, so they only gave Wang Si a third-level blacksmith certificate.

But an eleven-year-old third-level blacksmith is enough to be called a genius.

After glancing at the certificate, Wu Zhangkong was very surprised, but he appeared to be very calm.

“You are indeed a very powerful third-level blacksmith at such a young age, but your real strength is not your talent as a blacksmith.

So you are ready to give up becoming a powerful soul master and become a blacksmith instead?"

Compared to the silver-haired girl beside Wang Si, the vigorous Wang Si is the one that Wu Changkong values ​​the most, so he does not want Wang Si to focus all his energy on forging in the future.

Facing Wu Changkong's nagging, Wang Si scratched his hair helplessly. "Who said I only plan to be a forger and not a spirit master? Or do you think you can make me stronger? Do you think your guidance is more useful than the guidance of the two people behind me?

Haha, running around the playground a few times can make you a powerful spirit master? Then let these students of yours come and fight with me, let me see how many of them can beat me?

If you think I suppress them with my soul power level, you can go to the advanced department to find some three-ring soul masters, even those who are not taught by you.

If you beat me, I will admit that your Donghai College is capable, and then I will definitely study in your college honestly.

If you lose, don’t restrict my freedom.”

Facing the little fellow with such a loud tone, Wu Zhangkong frowned calmly.

Taking a step forward and patting his shoulder, Wu Zhangkong discovered that his bone density was amazing.

In addition, he was surprised to find that the physical strength of the guy in front of him far exceeded that of an ordinary three-ring soul master.

His physical strength under normal conditions has reached that of a three-ring soul master.

Tsk, no wonder he dares to challenge the three-ring soul master.

"What is your martial spirit? Also, who usually guides you in your training?"

In response, Wang Si just smiled lightly and then shook his head helplessly.

"I just came out to rest for a while because my usual training was too hard. You are just a teacher in the academy. Just fulfill your duties."

Wu Changkong was still unwilling to give up such a good seedling.

“I can suppress my own realm to level 20, and then only use the soul power of level 20, without any soul skills, to compete with you.

If you win, all you have to do is come to me for practical training twice a week.

If you lose, come to me for four actual combat trainings every week. I won't ask too much of you. How about that? "

Wu Zhangkong looked towards Wang Si, his eyes seemed to say everything, yet seemed to say nothing.

Facing Wu Changkong's invitation, Wang Si shook his head slightly.

"Teacher Wu, this is a bit unfair, why do I have to ask you to do practical training regardless of whether we win or lose?

Let’s put it this way: If I win, the dance teacher will ask me to have three practical training sessions every week.

If I lose... I'll transfer schools, I won't make myself uncomfortable anyway."

When Wu Zhangkong heard that the other party had won and actually wanted him to find him and help him with three actual combat training sessions every week, he frowned unconsciously.

After hearing the other party’s agreement after losing, Wu Changkong was speechless!

Transfer? If you lose, just transfer directly. Do you have to be so shameless?

"How about it? This request is fair, right? After all, Teacher Wu, you are ready to do it yourself. What can I say?"

Wang Si spread his hands helplessly.

Some things are actually a consensus among everyone, such as Wang Si’s future achievements.

An eleven-year-old level twenty-five great soul master, even if his future is not Shrek Academy, then he will go to other advanced academies.

Even if it bears the name of Donghai College, the one that will benefit in the end will still be Donghai College.

Therefore, the method of "transferring schools" sometimes still has some deterrent effect.

(End of this chapter)