Douluo: Tianzhu Douluo

Chapter 31 The School of Misfits

"Second Elder is fine, little brother, what's your name, my name is Bei Mingwan'er!"

The little girl leaned in front of Jiang Xiaoliu and looked at Jiang Xiaoliu with her big eyes shining.

"My name is…"

"Wan'er, wait for me on the side of the road first, I want to chat with this kid alone!"

"Yeah, good second elder!"

Jiang Xiaoliu was about to say his name with a smile, but was interrupted by the second elder.

The second elder smiled and watched Bei Mingwan'er leave, the smile disappeared from his face.

She looked at Jiang Xiaoliu calmly and said, "I'm not interested in knowing your name, but since you can sacrifice yourself to protect Wan'er in a critical moment, it proves that you have good conduct, but Wan'er is not something you can touch." ,you can go now!"

"Thank you, Senior Bi'an Douluo, for your appreciation. First, I never thought of telling you my name. Second, protecting Wan'er is what I should do as a boy. Third, I didn't deliberately get in touch with Wan'er. Farewell!"

After Jiang Xiaoliu heard the second elder's words, the smile on his face gradually subsided, and he answered in a calm and neither humble nor overbearing tone.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Xiaoliu didn't look at the second elder's face, turned around and left with his burden on his back.

"This child's character is not bad, and his conduct is also good. If he is cultivated well, he will become a great talent in the future. Unfortunately, the sect has not accepted a disciple for many years."

The Second Elder looked at Jiang Xiaoliu's resolute little figure and said softly, then her figure blurred and disappeared in place.

Modo City, located in the Keston Province in the northern part of the Star Luo Empire, is one of the three most important cities in the northern part of the Star Luo Empire. It is known as a small mining city and is rich in various rare ores.

Therefore, Modo City can be regarded as a big city, and even the configuration of the Wuhun Hall inside is the third-level Wuhun main hall.

It was just after noon at this time, but the sky was a bit gloomy, and the road outside Modo City was filled with moisture, obviously it had just rained heavily.

A young man in a gray suit walked in from the west city gate, wiped the rain from his cheeks, and said with a sigh of relief: "Finally, I have arrived in a big city, my body is wet, I have to find a place to live quickly." It's time to change clothes!"

The boy was Jiang Xiaoliu who came all the way from Jinlin City. After more than two months of long journey, he came to Modo City.

Modo City is much larger than Jinlin City, and naturally it is much more lively. Soldiers on patrol can be seen everywhere on the streets.

The bustling flow of people is constantly shuttling, and the shouts of small merchants and hawkers can be heard endlessly.

Jiang Xiaoliu wandered along the street looking all the way, and finally found a hotel to stay in, took a shower, changed all the wet clothes on his body, and then went out again.

After a simple lunch, Jiang Xiaoliu came to a square and saw many people around the square, who seemed to be discussing something.

Looking closer curiously, Jiang Xiaoliu knew what everyone was doing together.

It turns out that this square is an enrollment square. The enrollment information of various colleges in Modo City is listed on huge stone slabs for everyone to watch and choose.

Next to the slate, there are teachers from various colleges sitting aside, accepting everyone's consultation and answers.

"Moro Soul Master Junior Academy, Mondo Soul Master Academy, Tianming Soul Master Academy..."

Looking around, Jiang Xiaoliu was dazzled, and there were many people around almost every college's admissions information.

But there was no one in front of one of the admissions slates, and there was no college teacher, which surprised Jiang Xiaoliu.

Jiang Xiaoliu took a look at the admissions slate. It turned out that this college was called Wanying College.

There are no requirements written on the enrollment requirements, but it is marked that the educational philosophy of the college must be followed.

It was the first time Jiang Xiaoliu met such an admissions requirement, and it felt a bit strange.

"Little friend, this academy is not good, don't look at it!"

At this time, a passing grandfather reminded Jiang Xiaoliu behind him.

"Grandpa, hello, why can't this academy work?"

Jiang Xiaoliu asked politely.

"No, no, no, look, the teachers from other colleges come early in the morning, this college is already at this point, there is no one, and they come here at night, misleading students!"

The old man shook his head, with a displeased expression, and left after simply mentioning it. Obviously, he had a bad impression of Yingying Academy tonight.

Seeing that there are more or less parents and children consulting in other academies around, while the Wanying Academy behind him doesn't even have a teacher, it really seems a bit out of place.

"I really want to see why Yingying Academy is said to be dead tonight!"

Jiang Xiaoliu was very interested in the Wanying Academy this time. Since the old man said that the Wanying Academy would only come at night, let's come and see it in the evening.

Back at the hotel, Jiang Xiaoliu practiced his soul power until the sky was full of stars, and then he walked out of the hotel.

Unlike Jinlin City, Modo City is brightly lit at night, like a city that never sleeps, it is almost three times more lively than during the day, and all kinds of snacks are filled on both sides of the street.

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't pay much attention, he just wanted to see what kind of college this Wanying College was.

When we came to the square, the admissions slates of each college were still there, but the admissions teacher next to them had left.

Jiang Xiaoliu went straight to the enrollment slate of Wanying College, and sure enough, he saw an old man in his 50s next to the slate.

At this moment, the old man was explaining something to the parents of a teenager.

"I'm telling the truth. Your child's spirit power is very poor. We can also accept him at Wanying Academy, but he can only take classes during the day!"

"Is there any mistake! My child was considered an excellent student in Moluo Soul Master Junior Academy. How come it becomes a poor student when it comes to you?"

The boy's father obviously couldn't accept the old man's words and said angrily.

"That's right, who doesn't know that your college has nothing to do during the day, and if you arrange my child during the day, isn't that a freeing?"

The teenager's mother also echoed, emotionally.

"Whether you like to come or not, please feel free to come if you don't want to! However, the registration fee will not be refunded!"

The old man was indifferent to the questioning of the teenager's parents, and sat on the side with a look of indifference.

"you…!"

The boy's mother pointed at the old man and was about to curse but was stopped by his husband: "Let's go, I must go to Wuhundian to file a complaint. This kind of academy should have been banned a long time ago. If the old man didn't want us to come, I'm not coming!"

Jiang Xiaoliu watched the boy and his parents leave angrily in amazement, a little at a loss, which was a little different from what he had imagined.

"Are you going to apply for our college?"

Jiang Xiaoliu's expression froze when the plain voice of the old man in charge of recruiting students at Wanying College came.

(End of this chapter)