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After Tang San left, the children from Dormitory 7 surrounded Xiao Wu: "Sister Xiao Wu, you're the big sister of Notting Academy now. You have to give these new transfer students a hard time!"
"Yeah, especially that silver-haired one, I just don't like looking at him!" a chubby boy with odd features said indignantly.
Xiao Wu was overwhelmed by the teasing from the crowd.
Honestly, she didn't want to face Dongfang Jing at all.
Although reason told her that the other party couldn't possibly be a Title Douluo and couldn't see through her true form.
But she just instinctively didn't want to get close.
"Shut up!" Xiao Wu shouted irritably. "Are you Soul Masters or thugs? Why are you always fighting? Let's wait until Xiao San comes back!"
Her shout immediately silenced Dormitory 7.
The group dispersed, each feeling aggrieved.
Isn't Xiao Wu the one who loves fighting the most?
the other side,
Tang San entered the room and began receiving instruction from Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang.
It lasted until late at night before it ended.
Looking at his diligent and eager-to-learn disciples, he nodded with satisfaction: "It's getting late, let's stop here for today and head back to the dormitory."
"Yes, teacher." Tang San stood up, then suddenly remembered something. "Teacher, I heard we have a transfer student in first grade. Did you know?"
Yu Xiaogang's stiff face remained expressionless: "A transfer student? Nobody mentioned it to me. What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just heard it's a girl, and her brother is with her, but he didn't go to school, so I'm a little curious."
Yu Xiaogang analyzed, "If they can transfer in after the enrollment period, they must have spent money to pull strings. They're either nobles or rich. This kind of thing is not uncommon in other academies. But if they are really nobles, why don't they go to the Heavenly Dou Royal Junior Academy, which has a better environment and stronger teaching staff? So they are just rich. Xiao San, you don't need to worry about them. Just focus on your cultivation."
"Yes."
After Tang San left, Yu Xiaogang pondered for a moment before getting up and heading to the Academic Affairs Office.
Director Su had just finished organizing the materials and was preparing to go back to his dormitory to rest.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang push the door open and enter, he was somewhat surprised: "Master, what a rare guest! What brings you here?"
"I heard a transfer student came to the academy? And her brother too, what's going on?"
Director Su thought to himself that everyone would find out about this sooner or later, so he gave a brief explanation.
However, he deliberately omitted the fact that he received money and the other party's true strength.
Yu Xiaogang nodded after listening; the situation was roughly as he had analyzed.
"What about their martial spirit certificates? Can I see them?"
Director Su was immediately embarrassed.
Having lived most of his life, he could naturally tell that the brother and sister were just there to experience academy life.
Moreover, the young man's strength was unfathomable, so how could he dare to ask any more questions about martial spirit and soul power levels?
What if someone gets upset and destroys you?
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang knew perfectly well that the one who was taking the bribes was Director Su.
But as a freeloader at the academy, he couldn't say much.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, I took my leave.
The next morning, before dawn.
Dongfang Jing then exited his meditative state.
Seeing his younger sister still diligently cultivating on the opposite bed, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.
After quietly washing up, he left the dormitory alone, intending to go to the cafeteria to bring back some breakfast.
Walking down the dormitory corridor, Dongfang Jing couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion.
Just a few days ago I was running around, but now I'm on campus.
This reminded him of his past life, where he had been admitted to a prestigious university through relentless study. Back then, he worked several jobs simultaneously to make ends meet, ultimately dying from overwork.
The junior soul master academy in front of him, though more like an elementary school, still stirred up his deep-seated memories.
Notting College's dormitory building has four floors. The top floor is for the dormitory supervisors, and the Dongfang siblings live on this floor. The bottom three floors house students from the seven grades respectively.
The corridor was empty at the moment.
Diligent students and teachers are meditating and cultivating themselves, while those who are not working hard are still asleep.
Just as he reached the first floor, he suddenly saw a dark-skinned little boy sneaking out of the dormitory.
Dongfang Jing hid behind the wall and only reappeared after the other party had gone far away.
Judging from the girl in pink's previous nickname of "mistress," her superb hammer skills, and all the extraordinary things she displayed, this should be the protagonist, Tang San.
'Seventh Dormitory'
Dongfang Jing glanced at the dormitory door number.
Doubts arose:
What was he doing sneaking off so early in the morning?
After thinking for a moment, he used his second soul skill to create a mirror image clone, which he then concealed and followed.
Tang San easily leaped onto the roof and sat cross-legged facing the gradually brightening eastern sky.
The mirror clone silently used the Mirror Body Split Soul technique, transforming into shattered mirrors that drifted silently behind Tang San.
Tang San stared intently at the first hint of dawn on the horizon, slowly inhaling through his nose and exhaling gently through his mouth, creating a strange cycle.
'Are they cultivating? But this isn't the meditation method for cultivating soul power!'
Dongfang Jing had never seen such a cultivation method before.
Just then, Tang San's eyes suddenly widened.
In the faint light on the horizon, a faint purple aura flashed. Without astonishing eyesight and unwavering focus, its existence would be impossible to detect.
Tang San was completely focused, his eyes fixed on the faint purple light.
The purple aura lasts only a short time, disappearing as soon as the morning sun's rays are fully revealed.
Tang San slowly closed his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a white stream of air came out of his mouth and gradually dissipated.
After sitting quietly for a while, when he opened his eyes again, a hint of purple flashed in his eyes. Although it quickly subsided, it was exceptionally clear.
Immediately afterwards, Dongfang Jing heard it very clearly.
Tang San then began to talk to himself—
"It seems that my Purple Demon Eye will need a long time to reach the third level of Mustard Seed."
After saying that, Tang San stood up.
Just as I was about to leave, I subconsciously glanced behind me, but found nothing.
the other side,
Dongfang Jing had already bought breakfast at the cafeteria and was pondering the scene he had just witnessed.
'Purple Demon Eye? The Third Level Mustard Seed?' He pondered to himself.
Tang San seems very familiar with this system, so it doesn't seem like a self-created soul skill.
Since all self-created soul skills are inseparable from martial souls, Dongfang Jing did not see his soul rings.
'Could this be some kind of cultivation technique?'
Besides soul skills, do other cultivation techniques and unique skills really exist in the Douluo Continent?
Judging from Tang San's furtive manner, he clearly didn't want anyone to know this secret.
That's understandable. If Dongfang Jing had obtained such a technique himself, he wouldn't have let anyone else know about it except his sister.
Chapter 70 Dongfang Yao's Difficulties? Tang Hao's Furious Outburst! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Movements!
Life at Nottingham College was somewhat dull for Dongfang Jing.
He had looked through his sister's textbooks beforehand and found that the content consisted of very basic knowledge.
Therefore, he would climb to the top of the teaching building to meditate and practice before each class, so that he would not disturb others and could keep an eye on the situation in the classroom at any time.
For Dongfang Yao, academic subjects were generally not difficult for her.
But no one is perfect, and she really encountered the most difficult problem in her life—mathematics!
She could recite from memory all the information and articles about the history of Douluo Continent, the Soul Master cultivation system, and the characteristics of Soul Beasts.
But she gets a headache whenever she encounters numbers and symbols, especially word problems and logic puzzles, which drive her crazy.
At his desk in the dormitory, Dongfang Jing was tutoring his younger sister.
"The first question: Six horses pull a cart and travel 6 li (approximately 3 kilometers). How many li (approximately 2 kilometers) did each horse travel?"
Dongfang Yao scratched her head and answered uncertainly, "1 li?"
"Me!" Dongfang Jing clutched his chest.
"Okay, let's look at the second question first: In a building, if Grandpa moves at a constant speed, it takes him 6 minutes to walk from the 1st floor to the 3rd floor. At this speed, how many more minutes will it take him to walk to the 6th floor?"
The little girl calculated again and again on the draft paper with a brush, and finally looked up excitedly: "12 minutes!"
Dongfang Jing's vision went black, and he almost fainted.
"Isn't that wrong?" Dongfang Yao asked weakly, somewhat timidly.
Seeing his sister's pitiful appearance, Dongfang Jing's helplessness immediately dissipated.
He gently rubbed his sister's soft cheeks and continued to patiently explain.
Surrounding the Heavenly Dou Imperial City is a city called Seven Treasures City.
It is one of the very few cities on the Douluo Continent that does not have a Spirit Hall.
In the heart of the city, a towering structure, predominantly green and featuring hexagonal eaves, soars into the sky.