Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

You can major in four departments, but each department only accepts three students.

Three! !

Still starting from the Soul Master, and then moving up to the Great Soul Master and the Soul Master.

That would be fine, but the most ordinary soul masters' innate soul power must not exceed level six, and the assessment does not look at strength. This is simply selecting mediocre people for training.

Only the Great Soul Masters and Soul Lords above this level have this restriction lifted.

Simply put, each department will have a mediocre soul master, and then there will be great soul masters and soul master-level geniuses.

This admission requirement...

This completely trampled on the previous bottom line of recruiting Soul Sect-level geniuses.

It doesn't look like an advanced soul master academy at all, and it even has the admission standards of a mid-level college.

Only 12 students were enrolled in total, which completely shattered Zao Wou-Ki's idea of ​​making the school bigger and stronger and creating greater glory.

With his eyes closed, Su Ming seemed to be wandering in the sky, his breath was faint and untraceable.

All around its body, colorful threads as thin as gossamer threads overflowed from its limbs, swirled around, and then sank into another limb.

As more and more colorful silk threads appeared, Su Ming's originally calm expression began to show ripples, revealing a hint of pain.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for practicing the fourth level of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi for the first time, proficiency +1. ]

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[Ding! Congratulations to the host for practicing the fourth level of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi for the first time, proficiency +1. ]

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Seeing that Su Ming was concentrating on his cultivation, Zhao Wuji was too embarrassed to ask any more questions and could only sigh helplessly.

If you say that you are late, that’s nothing.

But it's a bit too much for you to start practicing after just looking at the planning book for a few minutes.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Zhao Wuji was almost asleep, with his head leaning on the railing, “fishing”.

Su Ming's body shook violently, as if he had been pulled out of the water. Sweat dripped down the stone bench where he sat, and his sweaty face showed fatigue.

"Fifteen is not a small number. Quality is more important than quantity. The size of the pot should be determined by the size of the rice."

"Once this first batch has learned enough, we will open up to the second batch, and the former will lead the latter in their practice."

"To graduate from the No. 1 institution, all you need is for the next batch of students to reach the required points."

"At that time, the academy will open various points battles to allow students to compete."

The sleepiness flew away and Zhao Wuji opened his eyes instantly.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhao Wuji understood Su Ming's meaning a little.

Chickens lay eggs, and eggs hatch chickens. This can reduce the college's dependence on teachers and strengthen the relationship between students.

"Dean, the students of the previous class cannot compare to the experienced teachers in terms of experience. What if each class is worse than the previous one? This..."

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Zhao Wuji angrily slapped himself in the face. The academy had just been established, what nonsense was he talking about.

Su Ming explained: "The academy naturally needs teachers. What I mean by guidance is basic life and daily practice. Moreover, these people must be selected elites. The rest are not included in this project."

"Just like Tang San and Ling Ling, with their experience and personalities, they are capable of doing this kind of thing. You can think of it as guidance, not a true teacher."

"As long as you are still in the academy, if you don't work hard to cultivate yourself, you will drag others down with you."

"Without many junior students to guide you, no matter how capable you are, you will not be able to hold your head up high in the top school."

hiss--

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but gasp, and stared at Su Ming with fear in his small green eyes. You are indeed a sinister person, to be able to come up with such a terrible idea.

Just like Tang San and the others, since the training programs they received were basically the same, although there were differences in length, there was no absolute advantage.

Except for Xiao Wu's super charming skills, now when everyone faces each other, no one is 100% sure of winning, and basically everyone wins and loses. (Situation one month ago)

People like Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling are auxiliary soul masters, and they used to need to assist others and compete with each other.

But according to Su Ming's previous plan, they could not compete, but they could let the freshmen under their command compete.

"I... taught freshmen for a year, and now they have successfully graduated."

"No way, no way, someone can't have taught freshmen for two years and still not have enough points, right?"

"I am the leader of the first academy. In the past six years, I have promoted twenty people to the inner courtyard. Who can fight me?!"

"..."

Thinking about the future painting style of the academy, Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

Not only should we work hard on our own cultivation, but we should also help others improve together? ?

No need to guess, leading others to practice will definitely earn you medals, rankings, and competitions, with generous rewards to motivate...

Therefore, the internal graduation slogan of the First University is:

——Squeeze the fresh graduates dry!!

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but feel pity for the future student. Su Ming, you really did all kinds of bad things! !

But well done!!

The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Zhao Wuji couldn't stop laughing, his voice could be heard from far away, making people tremble with fear.

Although he was still somewhat concerned about the number of students, which dean doesn't want to have students all over the world?

But he also knew that when the college was first established, quality of people was more important than quantity.

"You are laughing so obscenely, are you blind bear trying to eat alone again?"

The sound of hurried footsteps was heard, and Shao Xin walked over quickly with a cheerful look on his round face, smiling like a flower.

After absorbing the ninth-grade purple ganoderma, his cultivation has been raised to level 78, which is the same as Zhao Wuji.

The breakthrough to Contra is a foregone conclusion, how can I not be happy?

"Congratulations, Lao Shao."

Zhao Wuji didn't care about this. He happily congratulated from the bottom of his heart.

From Shao Xin's expression, he knew that the benefit the latter got was definitely not less than his own ten thousand year old dark gold terrorclaw bear right arm soul bone.

Shao Xin smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed into slits, like the kind and gentle Maitreya Buddha, and then handed a purple wooden tray to Su Ming.

"Dean, someone from the royal family came just now and said that they wanted to give these things to you."

thing?

what?

Zhao Wuji had long been eyeing the tray that Shao Xin brought, and when he heard that it was sent by the royal family, he became even more impatient.

The three of them seemed to know what it was, their eyes sparkling.

Su Ming took the red brocade off the wooden tray.

What catches the eye is a golden metal plate with clusters of flowers and a lifelike snow-white swan engraved in the middle. On the swan's outstretched wings, the words "No. 1 University" are inlaid with gems.

"Qian Renxue did not break her promise and got things done so quickly."

Su Ming couldn't help but show joy on his face. The golden scroll in front of him and the document below were the certificates of the Advanced Soul Master Academy given by the royal family.

With these two things, the First Academy can not only receive a certain amount of financial support from the royal family, but also sign up to participate in the Soul Master Competition.

It is also the only thing that is currently missing from the first institution of learning.

"Hiss, this is the golden scroll of the Advanced Soul Master Academy. Is it a real golden gem?"

Zhao Wuji held it in his hands like a treasure, as if he was holding a peerless beauty. He kept stroking it with his rough hands. His eyes became more and more excited as he looked at it, and he couldn't wait to get his face close to it.

"Don't bite me, you beast."

Shao Xin pushed him away with disgust, took the golden scroll in his hand and looked at it, opening his squinting eyes as wide as he could, his eyes had never been so dazzling.

Then, he murmured to himself:

"This color is so bright, it must be real gold, right?"

Zhao Wuji: “…”

Su Ming, “…”

Real gold is about the “real” part, not the “gold” part. If it’s real, it’s real. Why do you have to talk about “real gold”?

Instead of joking around with the two immature boys, Su Ming focused his eyes on the gorgeous dress left on the tray.

"This dress, too, came with these things?"

Su Ming picked up the clothes and squeezed them. The material was very soft, not ordinary fabric. It should be woven with soul beast silk. It was so slippery that it seemed to slip off his hand, and it felt cool.

As Su Ming finished speaking, Zhao Wuji and Shao Xin also looked over.

Huh?

Zhao Wuji exclaimed in surprise, and said, "I haven't heard that the Advanced Soul Master Academy was established, and the royal family even gave clothes to the dean."

"Lao Shao, have you heard about this?"

Shao Xin shook his head and said in a humming voice, "I haven't heard of it either. The royal family has never given clothes as a gift for congratulations. It's the Spirit Hall that likes to do this."

"It's a pity that I lost my Soul Saint Suit somewhere. It would be perfect for me to show off my power."

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly: "It's lost, so it's lost. Who cares about the Spirit Hall's things!"

He filtered out most of the conversation between the two, but the three words "Spirit Hall" made Su Ming feel as if he had grasped the key.

Swish!

Su Ming waved his hand, and the gorgeous clothes on the tray slowly rose up.

After checking the height and weight, Su Ming seemed to understand everything.

If it was true, it should be Qian Renxue who paid for it. The latter was just like himself and didn't like to owe anyone a penny.

"Okay, let's get busy."

"Old Shao, you can spread the news that the First Academy will hold a founding ceremony in three days and will begin recruiting 15 students."

Under the suspicious gazes of Zhao Wuji and the other man, Su Ming calmly took the envelope off his clothes.

Then he gave the two of them a cold look, indicating that they could go away.

"wrong!"

Shao Xin took a deep breath and said in surprise:

"Why does it smell like rouge? Could it be...?!"

Could it be that the word "two" is dragging on for too long? Shao Xin stared at Su Ming with wide eyes, "Dog, there's something wrong with you!"

Zhao Wuji also sniffed it, but frowned, "There is no smell of rouge at all, just a little fragrance, it's probably from a palace maid."

"Old Shao, what's your sense of smell? Even shit smells good to you."

Zhao Wuji's eyes were full of contempt, while Shao Xin's face was twisted with discomfort. How could a person be so stupid?

Didn't you see? I was just teasing Su Ming.

"How are you?"

"Get lost, don't get close to me!!"

Shao Xin pushed Zhao Wuji away in disgust and quickly slipped away. It was unknown whether he was afraid that Su Ming would retaliate on the spot, or he was afraid that his stupidity would be contagious.

"You're also sick in the head. Why are you so angry for no reason?"

Zhao Wuji cursed angrily and left tactfully.

Two funny guys!

Su Ming smiled and shook his head, then opened the envelope.

[What you requested has been done. I don’t owe you the grace of saving you. ]

【I am glad to accept the clothes. I don’t owe you anything. 】