Douluo Tang San, stop rolling

"Let's go to the second floor."

"But the food on the second floor is very expensive and even working students can't afford it," Chen Fan said a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay, I'll treat you to the first meal." Xu Dongyang would certainly not be short of this little money. The training of a soul master also requires high nutrition. You may not see any difference in the short term, but there will be obvious differences over time.

Then he instructed a few of his younger brothers to put the table together, and the others went to get the food. Soon a group of people sat down around the big dining table.

After seeing the table full of fish and meat, Xu Dongyang started to eat with abandon. The others also started to eat with their chopsticks without being restrained. The group of people also established a foundation of friendship during this dinner.

Although all of them were children, they were soul masters after all, and their physical fitness was not inferior to that of adults. Soon, most of the dishes on the table were eaten up.

The other children touched their round bellies and looked shocked when they saw Xu Dongyang still eating. Xu Dongyang had already eaten the amount of several people but he still didn't stop.

Xu Dongyang is not a born big eater, but due to long-term physical training and the fact that he forces himself to eat nutritious food, he has developed a good appetite over time.

After eating and drinking, the group cleaned up, put the table back and returned to the dormitory.

The college held its opening ceremony the next morning. I listened to the dean's chatter for half an hour under the platform before the ceremony ended.

The courses in the Junior Soul Master Academy are also very simple. There are theoretical classes in the classroom in the morning. They are basically some basic knowledge. Anyone with a little soul master background has basically learned these things. Xu Dongyang started to meditate after listening for a while, and only listened carefully when he heard knowledge points that he had never seen before.

After the morning class ended, Xu Dongyang returned to the dormitory and saw a group of people surrounding Chen Fan and cursing at him.

It was not until he got closer that he noticed that Chen Fan had a bruise on his face and the people around him looked angry.

"What's going on?" Xu Dongyang asked.

"We went to the cafeteria to eat, and those children of nobles came to cause trouble, saying that they did not allow working students to come in during meal time. Of course I didn't accept it and I had a fight with them." Chen Fan replied angrily.

As for the result, it is obvious that we lost.

"Lead the way, I will help you get revenge." Xu Dongyang said calmly. He was not interested in this kind of thing, but after all, he was called the boss, so he naturally could not sit idly by. It would be better to resolve this matter early, otherwise it would definitely happen again later.

"Boss, their leader Wang Zhiyu is a sixth-year soul master and a level 12 soul master, and he also has the strongest beast soul, the Great Ape, in the early stage. Why don't we just forget it?" Chen Fan asked nervously, and the others nodded calmly, obviously not optimistic about him.

"It's okay, lead the way. I can't watch you get beaten." Xu Dongyang also wanted to test the strength of the soul master of the same level and improve his image in front of his younger brothers.

As soon as the group of people arrived at the cafeteria, they heard an arrogant voice: "Chen Fan, you still dare to come here, haven't you been beaten enough?"

Xu Dongyang looked up and saw a group of people gathered on the second floor. One of the children was staring at them, and then Chen Fan's voice rang in his ears.

"His name is Xiao Chenyu, and he is the son of the Lord of Notting City, so he has a high status among them."

It turned out to be the first villain Tang San met. He just glanced at her and started talking.

"Who hit Chen Fan?"

"I hit you. Who are you? Are you a freshman?" said the taller kid in the lead lazily.

"Yes, I am considered their boss, and I came to spar with you."

"Hahaha"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of people on the opposite side burst into laughter, and the leader, Wang Zhiyu, held the railing and pointed at him and then at himself and said

"You want to challenge me?"

"Yes, why, you don't dare?"

"Humph, it's so funny that I'm afraid of a freshman like you. If you want to die, I'll grant your wish. Just tell me when?"

"Right now, let's find an open space."

Soon, the two gangs walked out of the cafeteria in a threatening manner, but the working-study students' side was obviously smaller in number and their momentum was weaker.

Soon the two groups came to an open grassland in the college.

Wang Zhiyu walked out of the crowd.

"If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I can still let you go."

Xu Dongyang also came out, looked at him calmly and said, "Are you ready? Let's start."

"Okay, today I will teach you a lesson as a freshman, so that you will know who is the boss of Notting College." Wang Zhiyu shouted loudly, and then a white soul ring appeared on his body, his body swelled up, and some hair grew.

"Wang Zhiyu, martial spirit powerful ape, level 12 strong attack system combat spirit master."

"Xu Dongyang, martial soul Ruyi Stick, level 11 strong attack system combat soul master." Although he thought it was stupid to introduce himself before a fight, Xu Dongyang still chose to follow the local customs.

With the appearance of the hundred-year soul ring on Xu Dongyang, the dandies on the opposite side were shocked, and the working students were greatly encouraged and proud when they saw this, and they shouted loudly.

"Boss, beat him up."

"Come on, boss."

"Boss, let them see how powerful we, the working students, are."

The contempt in Wang Zhiyu's eyes disappeared after seeing the hundred-year soul ring. Now he was in a dilemma and could only go on.

Wang Zhiyu rushed forward and swung his fist at Xu Dongyang's left cheek. The speed was not fast, and Xu Dongyang could easily dodge it with his reaction, but he would not be able to feel the power of the soul master of the same level, so he raised the Ruyi Stick with both hands to block the punch.

This punch made him retreat three steps. His strength was weaker than that of the beast soul master of the same level. When Wang Zhiyu saw his opponent retreat, he immediately felt that he was good enough. He threw a series of random punches at Xu Dongyang with great momentum, but was easily blocked by Xu Dongyang every time. He suddenly became anxious.

Then he roared:

"The first soul skill, the powerful Vajra Fist."

A white soul ring flickered on his body and an ochre-colored halo condensed on his fist. Seeing this, Xu Dongyang still chose to resist. He held the stick with both hands to block it horizontally, stepped back with his right foot, and used a bow and arrow stance to support his body to block the heavy punch. His body slid back three or four meters.

It’s so heavy. The power of this punch has doubled. If it were a hundred-year spirit ring, it would probably double the power.

Just as Xu Dongyang recovered, he saw Wang Zhiyu rushing up again. At this time, Wang Zhiyu thought that Xu Dongyang could not hold on any longer, so he rushed up and gave him a set of turtle punches.

After fighting with him for a while, Xu Dongyang felt that his opponent had run out of tricks. Then, when the opponent was about to punch him, he lowered his body, dodged the punch with his shoulder, and swept across with the stick in his right hand, knocking Wang Zhiyu to the ground.

Wang Zhiyu's younger brothers originally thought that their boss had the upper hand and were cheering excitedly. However, the sudden change made them feel like a fishbone was stuck in their throats.

On the contrary, the working students were originally full of worries, but now they burst into warm cheers.

"Boss, that's mighty."

"Boss, great fight."

Wang Zhiyu rubbed his butt and stood up.

"I lost. From now on, you are the boss of the college. Come here to meet the new boss." Wang Zhiyu said to his younger brothers.

"Meet the boss!"

Xu Dongyang had no interest in being the leader of the kids and waved his hand.

"Okay, let's all go. Don't bother the part-time students in the future."

"Of course, boss, don't worry. Anyone who dares to cause trouble for the part-time students is going against me, Wang Zhiyu, and I will be the first one to disagree," Wang Zhiyu responded with a grin.

The rapid change of expression made Xu Dongyang feel uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 5 Master

Just as the group of people were about to leave, a deep and slightly hoarse voice sounded:

"What are you all doing here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man came out. He was of medium build, a little thin, about forty or fifty years old, with short black hair parted in the middle. He had a very ordinary appearance, with his hands behind his back, but he had a special temperament, and there was a bit of laziness and decadence in his eyes.

Xu Dongyang had never seen this person before, so he thought he was a teacher from the academy and replied:

"Teacher, we are here to exchange ideas and learn from each other. Now it's over and we are just about to leave."

"In that case, the rest of you can leave. You stay. I have something to ask you." The middle-aged man stared at Xu Dongyang and said.

Seeing this, the others did not dare to stay, only the people from Dormitory 7 took a closer look before leaving.

Soon, only one person, one big and one small, were left on the field. The atmosphere was quiet and a little weird. The middle-aged man asked first:

"Were you really discussing and exchanging ideas just now?"

Hearing the other party's tone, Xu Dongyang knew that the other party already knew the truth, so he replied:

"Teacher, I didn't mean to lie. I was just afraid that fighting would have a bad impact and damage the reputation of the college." He shifted the blame with just a few words and demonstrated his sense of belonging to the college.

Then he explained what happened. The middle-aged man listened and said indifferently:

"The academy has never cared about student fights. On the contrary, this is beneficial to the growth of soul masters. As long as there are no serious injuries or disabilities, and no one is killed, it's fine."

"But there is one thing I need to correct. I am not a teacher in the academy. Others call me Master. You can call me that too."

So you are Yu Xiaogang. You really look like a "Gao Ren". Unfortunately, you are an irresponsible guy and have wasted Liu Erlong's twenty years.

Xu Dongyang didn't have any good feelings towards Yu Xiaogang, so naturally he just wanted to get away as soon as possible.

"Okay, Master, is there anything else?"

Yu Xiaogang frowned. He was not satisfied with this answer. He thought the other party would ask, "Why do others call you Master?"

This way he could move on to the next topic.

Although it was a little unexpected, he still said:

"Your martial soul is a mutant martial soul, right? And one of your parents must have a thunder-attributed martial soul."

Xu Dongyang was slightly surprised when he heard this.

"How did you know?"

"I have studied many weapon spirits, and most of them initially have no soul power attributes. Only after adding soul rings will they evolve and gain corresponding attributes."

"I saw your previous battle. Your martial soul has a weak lightning attribute. Although it is not ruled out that it was obtained after your first spirit ring was attached, it is impossible for a hundred-year spirit ring to only have such a small change on the martial soul."

It seems that being called a master does require some skill. Although Xu Dongyang doesn't like Yu Xiaogang, he won't blindly criticize him. He nodded in acknowledgment.

"You're right."

Yu Xiaogang was somewhat delighted, and calmed himself down before speaking again:

"Mutated martial spirits are always rare, and it is more difficult to cultivate than ordinary spirit masters. My theoretical knowledge can help you avoid detours."

"You want me to be your disciple?" Xu Dongyang understood Yu Xiaogang's intention.

Yu Xiaogang nodded seriously. Although Yu Xiaogang had some skills in theory, the combat power of a soul master came from the soul power level and combat skills, and Yu Xiaogang could not provide either of these two.

As for the knowledge of martial souls and soul beasts, he thought it was of no use at all. There were so many martial souls in the world and it was impossible for him to study the characteristics and weaknesses of each martial soul. If he had that much time, he would have become a Titled Douluo long ago.

Although soul master knowledge can help soul masters better choose suitable soul rings, a soul master can only have nine soul rings in his lifetime (except for twin martial souls). It is enough to have a certain understanding of soul beasts. Knowing more soul beasts is not very meaningful.

Xu Dongyang thought for a moment and shook his head

"I reject."

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it because he had his own pride.

He recalled the sneer and ridicule from his tribe members. He had been wandering for half his life and could only huddle in this small city of Nottingham, waiting to die. Even his proud ten core theories of martial arts could not be verified and recognized.

He finally heard yesterday that a six-year-old genius soul master with a hundred-year soul ring had arrived at Notting College. He thought his hope had come, so he used his connections to get information about this student.

Later, in the cafeteria today, he saw a confrontation between the working students and the children of the nobility. He saw Xu Dongyang, who was suspected to be his target, so he followed them and witnessed their fight.

He was very satisfied with Xu Dongyang and felt that he could prove his martial spirit concept, but it was a pity that he refused to take him as his master.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang turned around and left with his hands behind his back, somewhat dejected, exuding an aura of being a man whose talent was not recognized.

Watching the other person's gradually disappearing figure, Xu Dongyang thought of a saying: Don't bully the poor middle-aged people.

But it must be said that Yu Xiaogang did make a comeback in middle age. He accepted the protagonist Tang San as his disciple, and his status as a master increased with his disciple, and he took off on the spot.

After finishing his meal in the cafeteria, Xu Dongyang returned to the dormitory. He heard whispers inside before he entered the door.

When he walked into the dormitory, he saw a group of people gathered together discussing something. When he saw him, Chen Fan approached and asked

"Boss, you're back. I hope that person didn't make things difficult for you."

"No, he just wanted to know what happened. Also, he wanted to take me as his apprentice."

"What! Boss, you won't agree to it, will you?" Chen Fan was a little excited, his expression showing worry.

"No, I refused. What's the problem?"

"Boss, that guy is not actually a teacher in our college. He seems to be a friend of the dean and is temporarily living here. But I heard that he has been here for many years. He seems to be the number one theoretical master in the continent. However, he has never taught a class or taught any students. He is just a freeloader. Other teachers have complaints about him." Chen Fan's words became smaller and smaller, and his expression revealed contempt.

"It's a good thing you refused, Boss. I heard that the man is over 29 years old, his spirit power is only level , and he will never make any progress in his life."

"Okay, that's it. If you have nothing else to do, just go and practice." Xu Dongyang didn't want to discuss this topic, and he didn't like talking about others behind their backs.

Seeing this, the others naturally would not seek to make themselves bored, and they all went about doing their own things. Some, such as Chen Fan, chose to practice because they had watched Xu Dongyang's battle today and were inspired to improve themselves. Others, such as Chen Fan, chose to go out and play together because they could not concentrate.