Chapter 12 Tang San arrives
Teacher Song recalled for a moment and asked with certainty: "I heard that you seemed to be a beggar originally, right?"
"Yeah." Fang Ling nodded.
"This broken leg was also broken at that time?"
"Yes."
Fang Ling only traveled back in time for one year and broke his leg before that.
The little beggar didn't inherit much memory, so he just responded.
Teacher Song patted the table gently: "And I remember that when you first came to class, you were still very skinny."
Fang Ling replied: "Yes."
Teacher Song shook his head slightly:
"Now that it's been a year, it looks like I'm better off, but in fact childhood is very critical."
"The origin of life has been damaged. It is not easy to absorb a powerful century-old soul ring."
Fang Ling's expression condensed: "Teacher, what do you mean..."
"Then you can take a look at this kind of soul beast." Teacher Song handed over the yellowed book in his hand.
"Star-nosed mole?"
The paintings in the book are a bit ugly, but generally it can be seen that the painting is a mouse.
The whole body is dark brown and the eyes are small.
It has four wide paws and very short claws.
The most eye-catching thing is the tip of its nose, which is surrounded by twenty tentacles, just like the light of stars, hence its name.
"That's right, the star-nosed mole!"
Looking at Fang Ling reading out the words in the book word for word, Teacher Song had a kind smile on his face.
"This is a very weak spirit beast that lives on the shallow surface. Generally speaking, it is food for other spirit beasts."
"We rely on preying on earthworms, insects, etc., and even eat some soil in emergencies to survive until now."
"Its eyes and ears are not very good. Only its nose is a special sense that gives it extremely fast nerve reflexes."
"Nerve reflex speed!" Fang Ling's eyes glowed.
Teacher Song smiled slightly proudly: "Yes, generally speaking, when choosing a soul beast, you will choose a soul beast that is beneficial to the growth of the martial soul."
"The knife develops to be sharp, sharp, hard, or has various attributes attached to it."
"But people in the world don't even think about how much growth a weak ten-year spirit ring can bring?"
With a slight sigh, he stood up, poured two glasses of water, and handed one to Fang Ling.
"Thank you, Teacher Song." Fang Ling quickly thanked him while holding the warm water.
"Well." Teacher Song sat down again and raised his hand at the time, "Come on, summon the martial spirit."
Fang Ling summoned his sickle as he requested.
Teacher Song took out a piece of paper and tested it gently.
The sharp silver sickle blade cut the paper in half without much hindrance.
Teacher Song ran his hand across the edge of the paper to feel it, then handed the paper cut in half to Fang Ling.
"The cross-section is neat, which shows that the sharpness of your sickle is already very good. An ordinary ten-year spirit ring cannot enhance it much."
"You are only at level one. I am afraid that in the future you will only be able to break through a great soul master. It is impossible for martial souls to achieve significant growth through soul rings."
Normally, let alone the first level, one would not be able to become a soul master. Fortunately, he failed!
Fang Ling felt extremely lucky in her heart.
It can be seen that he listened very seriously, basically paying attention, and Teacher Song also spoke enthusiastically.
"If you want to take the path of a fighting soul master, you might as well try strengthening your nerve reflexes."
"The nerve reflexes are fast, and it can both hide and fight. The star-nosed mole is weak, and it can even ask the dean to help hunt for centuries."
"The soul skills are better than ten years ago, and you can absorb them too."
Fang Ling was convinced, put the cup on the table, and bowed deeply to thank him.
"Thank you, Teacher Song, for the tip!"
Teacher Song chuckled and helped him up:
"You don't need to thank me. The star-nosed mole adds two tentacles to the tip of its nose every ten years. The one in the book is a hundred years old."
"Just tell the dean then. This kind of soul beast is widely distributed and can be found in the Soul Hunting Forest. It is not difficult to find. He will help."
"Go, study hard and practice hard."
After waving to Fang Ling, Teacher Song put the book back in its place.
Then he took out another book and started reading it carefully.
Fang Ling walked out quietly with excitement, for fear of disturbing him.
To prevent the cold wind from blowing, the door was thoughtfully closed when leaving. ……
Another four days passed in the blink of an eye.
Fang Ling came back from killing pigs.
As school was approaching, he reduced the frequency of killing pigs and spent more time practicing.
Not meditation, but the practice of self-created sickle technique.
I want to try to use the scythe more comfortably.
Just when he walked to the door, he saw a classic scene - Wang Sheng staggered and fell out of the dormitory door.
He was not distracted by Fang Ling, who came back early.
Furious, he stabilized his body and turned around, like a tiger descending from the mountain and pounced on a little boy in plain clothes.
The boy has a wheat complexion and crisp, short black hair.
The appearance cannot be said to be good-looking, but it cannot be said to be ugly either.
He has an ordinary appearance and can't be found in a crowd.
The people I haven’t seen before are new work-study students.
The one who could easily beat Wang Sheng was Tang San.
Standing at the door with the braised pork packed in a lunch box, Fang Ling watched the two of them fighting quietly.
Wang Sheng rushed towards Tang San, but Tang San advanced instead of retreating.
Take a step forward, the distance is just right, lead with your left hand, and follow with your right hand.
Wang Sheng's right fist changed its direction as if it was pulled by a special force.
His feet were tripped by Tang San's well-timed kick, and his body flew out directly.
He fell onto an iron frame bed with a "plop" sound.
Wang Sheng was furious and began to use the power of Wuhun.
However, there were no surprises.
He was defeated neatly by Tang San's simple and effective movements.
Exquisite fighting.
It can only be described like this.
Fang Ling's heart was beating wildly, and he just stared at it without blinking, hoping to learn something from it.
What he yearns for is this kind of battle where the outcome can be determined in an instant.
If you want to participate in a life and death battle, or even go to the killing city in the future, combat skills are indispensable.
Tang San's skills such as controlling the crane and capturing the dragon, as well as other skills, as well as the most critical Xuantian Technique are all good things.
Unfortunately, it is impossible to learn.
Fang Ling is very self-aware. Adding some panels is already a blessing, so how can he ask for more?
Wang Sheng was saying something to Tang San, showing the bruises on his hands, and seemed to be entrusting him with the important task of guarding the work-study students. Fang Ling walked in with the meat in time.
He said in surprise: "Wang Sheng, who is this person who defeated you easily just now?"
"My name is Tang San."
Tang San smiled at Fang Ling.
"That's a pretty good name, Tang San. I just watched your fight with Wang Sheng. You are so powerful."
Fang Ling praised.
Leave a good impression on others and don't offend him and Xiao Wu if you have to be protected by him and Xiao Wu for the next two years.
He didn't want to have a way to die.
How can a year be said to be dull?
When faced with being beaten twice, he chose to fight back with all his strength, and his attitude of wanting to fight for his life only frightened them.
It's not very strong in the early stage, but a stable environment is still very good.
"Thank you, I think the name is good too."
Fang Ling's smile would give people a sense of affinity, and Tang San subconsciously smiled back.
Not licking Tang San and Xiao Wu just to repay their protective feelings.
Not black either.
It’s just that A Yin’s soul bone is needed.
The protagonist follows his own path.
I don’t want to lick the Wuhun Palace either, I just need Bibi Dong’s help to enter the Killing City.
Let’s talk about it here alone.
(End of chapter)