Douluo Continent: My Path to Godhood Through Stat Allocation

Chapter 30 Teacher

"Hehe." Fang Ling smiled and stopped in front of them.

"Teacher, mistress, it's me, Fang Ling. I'm the one who showed you the Spirit Hall's certificate just now."

Finding that they were both confused, he quickly explained the situation.

"Director Ou said he would introduce me to Teacher Tianyang so I could be his apprentice."

"Oh……"

Lin Tianyang patted Fang Ling's head, then turned his gaze to Director Ou: "Director Ou, you?"

Director Ou smiled slightly: "Didn't you always say you wanted a combat prodigy to be your apprentice?"

"Fang Ling is a true genius. Although he is still somewhat unorthodox and his attacks are sometimes too ruthless, his innate combat thinking is extremely high and his reaction is extremely fast."

"The prosthetic leg doesn't interfere with his movements at all; it's very flexible. He's a top-notch talent."

"Great!" Lin Tianyang was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately said, "I still trust your judgment."

"Then I will take him as my apprentice."

"You go ahead with your work. It's getting late. I'll take him out for a meal and find him a place to stay."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the couple led Fang Ling toward the cafeteria.

While eating in the cafeteria, the two introduced themselves to him.

Teacher Lin Tianyang spoke first: "Lin Tianyang, Martial Soul: Flowing Wind Blade, 28 years old, currently a level 46 Power Attack type Battle Soul Master."

The gentle and beautiful teacher's wife followed closely behind, gently rubbing Fang Ling's cheek, a soft smile appearing on her face:

"My name is Shu Manyun, I am twenty-six years old, my martial soul is the Emerald Flower, and I am a level thirty-two healing-type Soul Master."

"Xiao Fang Ling, please introduce yourself."

Fang Ling was not afraid and shouted:

"My name is Fang Ling. I come from Fasno Province and Notting Academy. I used to be a beggar. I am nine years old this year."

"The Martial Soul is a scythe, possessing a hundred-year-old Soul Ring. Its Soul Skill accelerates nerve reflexes by twenty percent."

"A beggar?" Lin Tianyang was somewhat surprised.

Shu Manyun pinched Fang Ling's cheek, a look of heartache flashing across her face: "When did you break your leg?"

Fang Ling had contingency plans for all their questions: "Before awakening my martial soul, I don't remember too clearly."

"Did you kill that fallen soul master all by yourself?"

Lin Tianyang was particularly concerned about the fact that he had killed a first-level Fallen Soul Master despite being of a higher level.

"certainly!"

Fang Ling's face was filled with pride:

"I used the complex environment of the forest and the obstruction of many vines and branches to easily kill him."

Lin Tianyang stopped eating and pondered for a moment:

"Have you ever had a teacher before? Have you learned combat techniques or methods?"

"No, I practiced all my skills myself."

Fang Ling shook his head. "I practiced alone in the muddy woods for more than a year after I enrolled in school before I saw any results."

"Killing that fallen soul master was something that only recently started to show results."

a year?

Lin Tianyang was even more surprised. The boy whom Director Ou called a true combat genius had only trained alone for a year?

What kind of talent is this?

Fang Ling had no idea what they were thinking. Seeing their shocked expressions, she was secretly pleased.

"After training for another year or so, I didn't feel much progress, so I thought of going to an academy specializing in combat intermediate-level Soul Masters for systematic learning."

The master's wife lovingly served Fang Ling some food, asking, "What keeps you training like this?"

Fang Ling pondered for a moment: "Hmm... that feeling?"

"I used to be a beggar and experienced the hardship of being unable to control my own destiny, so I want to take control of my own life and become the strongest in the world."

"I want to stand at the top of this world!"

"My innate soul power is only level one, but I refuse to accept my fate; I believe in myself!"

"As long as we train, train, and relentlessly pursue our goals, fighting with unwavering determination, we can definitely succeed!"

Persona – this is the persona that Kuabubujin needs to cultivate for rapid progress.

The forceful words made Lin Tianyang feel ashamed.

If I had such lofty ideals and had known how to cultivate myself diligently since childhood, I would probably be a completely different person now.

The master's wife glanced at her husband and asked, "Aren't you afraid of hardship and exhaustion? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?"

The voice was gentle, like a babbling brook, making people feel very comfortable.

"Don't be afraid!"

"As for the injury?"

Fang Ling glanced cautiously at Shu Manyun, "Because I've been injured so many times, I'm about to be blacklisted by the healing soul masters at Notting Academy."

"Repeated warnings"

"I always promise to be okay, and I never want to get hurt, but my body won't listen to me. What can I do?" He spread his hands to express his helplessness.

This is a problem encountered in the early stages of body movement training; it got much better after I wrapped myself in an old cotton coat.

"hehe!"

Both of them couldn't help but laugh out loud, while also feeling a little sad.

These few words reveal dozens, even hundreds, of daily practices.

After a brief silence, the master's wife spoke.

"You're a talented and persistent little guy, unlike the one next to me."

"Manyun, what are you saying?" Lin Tianyang was also feeling sentimental.

If you hear this, you can't pretend you didn't hear it.

"Hehe." The teacher's wife let out two clear laughs.

Lin Tianyang pulled her close, hugged her, and quickly explained:

"Fang Ling, don't listen to your master's wife's nonsense. Your master is also talented, very talented!"

The master's wife had her mouth covered and stammered, "I didn't say you weren't strong, I just said you weren't working hard enough."

"Am I not trying hard enough?"

The two stared at each other with wide eyes, the master's wife refusing to admit defeat.

Lin Tianyang sighed and was the first to be defeated.

"Okay, it's true that he didn't work as hard as Xiao Fangling. He didn't even pass the preliminary rounds of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament."

"But could that be my fault?"

"It's because the captain isn't working hard enough!"

"If a Soul Master like him doesn't fight with all his might, does he expect me, who was only a Soul Venerable at the time, to fight him?"

Fang Ling watched as the topic gradually veered off course.

The two chatted about the Soul Master Competition and then about embarrassing things they did as children.

From their conversation, it was clear that the two were childhood sweethearts.

It's really interesting to see them expose each other's shortcomings.

Fang Ling listened intently, but unfortunately, he hadn't slept well since the journey began, and now drowsiness was creeping in. He could only tap the table to remind himself:

"Teacher, teacher's wife, I haven't found a place to stay yet."

"Oh, I forgot." Lin Tianyang, who was chatting enthusiastically with his wife, smiled awkwardly.

As if trying to salvage the situation, he quickly said:

"Come on, I'll take you to a nice place to stay."

After turning left and right through the academy, the two led Fang Ling to a cluster of courtyards surrounded by trees.

It wasn't like the large, shared dormitories at Notting College, but rather individual small courtyards.

This school is really rich; the students here can live in such nice places.

Fang Ling couldn't believe it, her eyes filled with deep doubt.

Lin Tianyang seemed to notice his surprise and smiled as he explained:

"This is the teachers' dormitory, and there are still vacancies."

"The academy is not short of money. You are my student, and an extremely rare combat genius. I'll help you get a room."

Holding his wife's hand, he led Fang Ling to the entrance of a quiet courtyard.

He pounded on the door and shouted, "Manager Wang, come out quickly, Tianyang needs to see you."

Not long after, an elderly man with a hunched back came out.

His voice was hoarse, and he was cursing, "I'm not dead yet, why are you yelling so loudly?"

A bright smile immediately appeared on Lin Tianyang's handsome face: "Manager Wang, hasn't school started recently?"

"what?"

"I've found a genius apprentice. Anyway, the teachers' dormitories are never full, so I'll help arrange a room for him."

"This is the faculty dormitory; you know the college's rules."

Manager Wang did not directly deny it.

Lin Tianyang took out a bottle of wine from his soul tool and handed it over:

"Uncle Wang, please help me out. When my dad comes back, I'll talk to him. Fang Ling is a true genius who can kill a first-ring Soul Master even if he's a Soul Master of a higher level. He can't be like those mediocre people."

Ok?

Does the teacher have connections?

Fang Ling sensed something different in their conversation.

Tomorrow is Tuesday, so please remember to read on!

The little octopus bows in gratitude here.

(End of this chapter)