Douluo Continent

Chapter 16 Golden Dragon Beard Needle Banjingfa (5)

Chapter 16 Golden Dragon Beard Needle Banjingfa (5)

“Brother, look there is a small village there.” Xiao Wu was the sweetest when Tang San carried him, and he must have called the current brother Tang San instead of Xiao San directly.

Tang San looked towards Xiao Wu's finger, and saw a small village about a mile ahead, with a vision of the Ziji Demon Eye, which was, he was able to clearly distinguish that there were about a hundred families in that village, more than the scale of the Holy Soul Village. There were wooden fences around the village, which seemed to be used to guard against the ferocious beasts. It seemed like many people were gathered at the entrance of the village, not knowing what was happening.

Tang San smiled and said: "Let's go and ask, maybe the people in this village will know where Shrek Academy is located. The Soul Master Academy should be very famous."

Xiao Wu pointed his finger in front of him and said with a smile: "Brother, hurry up."

Tang San angrily patted his hips with his back, exerted a bit of strength on his legs, and walked quickly towards the village.

Approaching, Tang San and Xiao Wu both realized something was amiss, there were indeed quite a number of people gathered at the entrance of the village, most of them teenagers their age, most of them were accompanied by their parents.

There was a table at the entrance of the village, and an old man in his sixties was sitting behind a table. To Tang San and Xiao Wu's surprise, there was a rather tattered plaque hanging on the wooden arch at the entrance of the village. In front of these five characters were also green colored heads that looked like the heads of humanoid monsters. Green, a little funny. The old man behind the table also wore a similar green round badge on his chest. It should be the school badge of Shrek Academy.

"No way." Xiao Wu jumped off Tang San's back, looked at the plaque in surprise, and then looked back at Tang San, both of them feeling a little surprised.

Even the scale of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was much larger than here, and was clearly like an ordinary small village.The arches on the door were not only made of wood, but were also not one-third the size of Notting Academy. Could this also be called the Soul Master Academy?

"Brother, did his master make a mistake? No matter how I look at it, I don't think it looks like an academy. That must be a lie."

Tang San smiled wryly and said: "Everything is here, let's see and talk."

Right now, there were about a hundred suitors in front of them, and many of them were frowning, seemingly having the same thought as Xiao Wu.

The parents of a teenager who was in front of Tang San and Xiao Wu were everywhere, and only heard the teenage mother say: "Is there any mistake, is there any mistake, this is the so-called Soul Master Academy, and it is also the academy that claims that you can become a Viscount of the Empire after graduation." ?"

The boy's father said hesitantly: "This is what the Wuhundians say, there should be nothing wrong with that. But this academy is really a little damaged."

The young man said: "Dad, I don't want to go to school here, it's too embarrassing. It is better that I go to Soto Intermediate Soul Master Academy. How do I say it, I was considered a genius when I was in the Young Academy."

The boy's father frowned and said, "Since you're here, wait a little longer. Maybe it's a test. The real academy isn't here."

Tang San's eyes didn't stay too long on this suitor, he looked in front of the team, that is, his place of enrolment, vision and hearing improved under the influence of Xuantian Kung, he looked up to, he could faintly hear the people there dialogue.

The old man sitting behind the desk in charge of receiving the proposal looked lazy, and the clothes on his body were simple to make it smoother.No matter how you look at it, he looks like an old man from the village, he looks like a, not even as energetic as old Jack from Holy Soul Village. .

At this time, a teenager came to the table to register. The old man lazily said: "The registration fee is ten gold soul coins, just put it in the box."

The father accompanying the boy hurriedly took out ten golden soul coins and put them into a box nailed from several pieces of wood.

"Slow your hand."

The young man reached out his hand in front of the old man, the old man squeezed his hand twice, shook his head towards him, and said: "Your age is not suitable, you can leave."

The boy froze for a moment, then turned to look at his father, not many precocious teenage children like Tang San.

His father hurriedly smiled and said, "Teacher, my son has just celebrated his thirteenth birthday. Look, can you accommodate me?"

The old man said impatiently: "Don't affect the people behind. Don't you know the rules of the academy? We only accept children under the age of thirteen. No one is over thirteen years old. You can go."

The boy's father said: "Then our registration fee ..."

The old man simply said: "After being registered, it will not be returned."

The clay statue still had three pieces of soil, the boy's father inevitably said angrily: "You guys are obviously cheating on money. Return our registration fee, otherwise we will not leave. If we knew the so-called Shrek Academy was so dilapidated, we wouldn't have done it." It's time to come."

The old man glanced at her, and said calmly: "Mubai, someone wants to return the cost of fame, you can deal with it."

On the ground next to him, a figure suddenly jumped up, "If you want to return the cost of fame, it's fine, if you hit me, you'll get it all back."

This person was exactly Dai Mubai, previously because he was sitting at the side and was blocked by the crowd, Tang San did not see him. A little different from when Tang San and Xiao Wu saw her that day, her facial expression was somewhat helpless.

Dai Mubai did not speak nonsense, he directly stimulated his own soul force, releasing all three soul rings two hundred years and a thousand years. The surging soul force produced an invisible pressure in the air, and the cold light in those evil eyes flickered repeatedly, staring at the father and child.