Soul Land's

Chapter 4: Part 5

Old Jack said with an apologetic smile:

"This? Brother, we came from the village of the Holy Spirit. This kid is our village student for the year, you know. We have to get through it. ”

The gatekeeper frowned, and somewhat strangely said:

“So the grass nest can still produce golden phoenix? A small village also had people with spirit power? But the academy does not have students working for many years. You can't fake it. ”

Traces of fury flashed in the eyes of old Jack, but he still swallowed the humiliation and held out a certificate written by the spirit hall attendant Su Yuntao, handing it over to the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper took out the proffered certificate, and looked at it from top to bottom,

“The spirit is blue silver grass? But still innate full spirit power? Silly, this really is the biggest joke in the world. I have been working as a gatekeeper in the academy for four years, and still haven't heard of a student with full innate spirit power. This brat's spirit is a blue silver grass, and it can still have full spirit power? I think this spirit hall certificate is definitely a forgery. ”

"You……"

Even if Jack had a better temperament, at this moment he was already unable to hold back.

“You deliberately made things difficult. All right, you wait and see. I'll go find the attendant of the master spirit hall. Little San, we're leaving. ”

Saying this, Jack took Tang San around and went towards the inner city wall.

The spirit hall certificate naturally could not be forged, which the gatekeeper knew. However, people who come to deliver new students will generally leave little appreciation, especially ordinary families. The so-called 'King Yama who is better, than the unreasonable little devil', is just this principle.

Old Jack was a descendant of the village and even though he was a village elder, where could he learn these ways?

The gatekeeper in his heart was a bit agitated. If someone from the spirit hall actually came, he could shoulder the responsibility. Of course, he believed that it was impossible for there to be a spirit hall person to ask questions for the sake of these two geese.

With his gloomy heart, the words from his mouth naturally did not sound good.

“What is the village of the Holy Spirit, I think the village of Beggars should also be similar. ”

"What did you say?"

Old Jack turned around. The words of the gatekeeper could be said to have attacked the greatest pride of his heart; originally this was the reason he was at odds with Tang Hao. This gatekeeper was now an outsider from the village, making it even more unbearable. Walking back a few steps, he glared at the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper jumped in fear because of the fierce old Jack, and could not help but take a step back. Yet he very quickly reacted and walked over, in his heart silently cursing himself: Isn't that an old man? What should he be afraid of?

"What's? Not sure ah, I said you were from a beggar village. What's wrong? You see this poor little spirit, all the clothes are completely patched. You are still looking for a place to beg, right? Our Nuoding Academy is not a charity. Quickly defeat, quick defeat. ”

While speaking, the gatekeeper raised his left hand and pushed Jack's chest, which would expel the two men.

Originally this palm strike would hit the other party's left elbow, causing him to be unable to emit strength, but due to the size difference, it could therefore only hold the gatekeeper's wrist. The movement was extremely fast, the body at the same time moved forward, both hands swung the left hand of the gatekeeper while pushing forward. Right to push the lower abdomen of the gatekeeper.

Behind the gatekeeper's left foot was just another foot, and even though the foot was far from large, it was enough to achieve the right effect. The lower abdomen received strength, the legs below moved, and with just an ordinary voice, the gatekeeper was already sitting on the ground.

"Little San, you ……"

Jack looked startled at the person in front of him who was blocking his body.

The one who showed his skill was Tang San. The form he used was not even the secret knowledge of the Tang sect, originally in the world it was only the simplest form of martial art' Full Moon Pushing Window. Of course, with his stature, it would naturally be out of shape. Not only is he unable to reach the opponent's elbow, the hand that originally pushed the opponent's chest pushes against the lower abdomen. Although of course, the result is the same.

Although Tang San's people were not big, his physical strength was not small at all. After months of yet swinging the hammer, even if he did not use the Mysterious Heaven skill, he could still flip over the gatekeeper.

“Brotten boy, you want to die. ”

Losing face from being overthrown by a child made the gatekeeper furious. Scrambling from the ground he would charge into Tang San.

“Alright, keep your hands, ok. ”

Just then, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out, stopping the movements of the gate guards.

The gatekeeper was at first dazed for a moment, then immediately followed, the fury on his entire face suddenly turning into a lick. The change is so fast, it's hard to imagine. Bowing and scraping at the speaker, he said:

"Grandmaster, you've returned. ”

Tang San turned his head to look: an average figure, a rather thin man at some point had already come to their side. Apparently, this person appeared to be forty to fifty years old, with short black hair with three seven partings, a very ordinary appearance, both hands held behind his back. His body had some sort of strange manner, with both eyes half-opened, he looked rather sluggish and desperate.

'Grandmaster' just glanced at the gatekeeper, without noticing him, said to old Jack:

"Old master, is it possible for me to take a look at the spirit hall certificate.

After all, old Jack was a village elder and could still read someone's mood. From the expression of the gatekeeper he could see that this middle-aged fellow was truly not ranked low in this academy, and even more held the title of grandmaster there.

The grandmaster looked at the certificate, his gaze once again turning to Tang San, measuring it from top to bottom. For some reason, even though the grandmaster's gaze was clearly not sharp, Tang San had a feeling as if he saw it completely.

“There is nothing wrong with the certificate, old master, for this matter now let me apologize on behalf of the academy. Send this kid to me, ok. ”

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