Chapter 30 Teacher
"Hehe." Fang Ling smiled and stood in front of them.
"Teacher, Mistress, I am Fang Ling, the one who showed you the certificate of Wuhun Palace just now."
Finding that both of them were in a state of confusion, he quickly introduced the situation.
"Director Ou said to introduce me to Teacher Tianyang as your apprentice."
"Oh..."
Lin Tianyang touched Fang Ling's head and turned his eyes to Director Ou: "Director Ou, you?"
Director Ou smiled slightly: "Didn't you always say that you wanted a combat genius to be your apprentice?"
"Fang Ling is a true genius. Although he is still a little unorganized and his attacks are a bit too ruthless, his innate fighting thinking is extremely high and his reactions are extremely fast."
"The prosthetic limb does not interfere with his activities, but it is flexible. He is a very good seedling."
"Okay!" Lin Tianyang was overjoyed when he heard this and said immediately, "I still trust your vision."
"Then I will accept him as my disciple."
"You go about your business. It's getting late. I'll take him to have a meal first and find a place to stay."
After a brief exchange of greetings, the couple took Fang Ling and walked towards the cafeteria.
While eating in the cafeteria, the two of them introduced themselves to him.
Teacher Lin Tianyang was the first to speak: "Lin Tianyang, Wuhun Liufeng Dao, is twenty-eight years old and is currently a level 46 attack type fighting soul sect."
The gentle and beautiful Mistress followed closely behind, rubbing Fang Ling's cheek, with a soft smile on her cheek:
"My name is Schuman Yun, I am twenty-six years old, my martial soul is an emerald flower, and I am a level 33 healing soul master."
"Xiao Fang Ling, please introduce yourself."
Fang Ling was not afraid and said loudly:
"My name is Fang Ling. I come from Notting College in Fasno Province. I used to be a beggar. I am nine years old this year."
"Martial Soul Scythe has a century-old soul ring, and its soul skill is to speed up nerve reflexes by 20%."
"Beggar?" Lin Tianyang was a little surprised.
Schuman Yun pinched Fang Ling's cheek, and a flash of distress flashed across his face: "When did your leg break?"
Fang Ling had plans for all their problems: "I think it was before I awakened my martial soul, I can't remember clearly."
"Are you the fallen soul master that you killed alone?"
Lin Tianyang was particularly concerned about the fact that he surpassed the level and killed a fallen soul master.
"Of course!"
Fang Ling's face showed pride:
"I took advantage of the complex environment of the forest and the obstruction of many vine branches to easily kill him."
Lin Tianyang didn't even eat anymore and thought for a moment:
"Have you ever had a teacher before? Have you learned combat skills or methods?"
"No, I practice all my skills myself."
Fang Ling shook his head, "Since I entered school, I practiced alone in the muddy woods for more than a year before I achieved results."
"Killing that fallen soul master was just a matter of success."
One year?
Lin Tianyang was even more surprised. The boy who could be called a true combat genius by Director Ou had only trained alone for a year?
What kind of talent is this?
Fang Ling didn't know what they were thinking. Seeing that the two of them were a little shocked, he secretly said happily:
"It's just that after practicing for more than a year, I couldn't feel much progress, so I thought of an academy for intermediate soul masters who are good at fighting to conduct systematic learning."
The teacher's wife served Fang Ling some food with concern, "What supports you to continue practicing like this?"
Fang Ling thought for a moment: "Hmm~that feeling?"
"I used to be a beggar, and I experienced the hardship of being unable to control myself, so I took control of my own destiny and wanted to be the strongest in the world."
"I want to stand on the top of this world!"
"My innate soul power is only level one, but I don't accept my fate. I believe in myself!"
"As long as you train, train, pursue unremittingly, and fight persistently, you will definitely be able to do it!"
Personality, this is the personality that needs to be created for rapid progress.
Lin Tianyang couldn't help but feel ashamed at his sonorous and powerful words.
If I had such lofty ideals and had known how to practice seriously since I was a child, I would be different now.
The wife glanced at her husband, "Aren't you afraid of hardship and fatigue? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?"
The voice is very gentle, like gurgling spring water, which makes people feel more comfortable.
"Don't be afraid!"
"As for the injury?"
Fang Ling glanced at Schuman Yun cautiously, "Because I was injured too much, I was about to be blocked by the healing soul master of Notting College."
"Repeated warnings."
"I promise to be fine every time, and I don't want to get hurt every time, but my body doesn't listen to me. What can I do?" He spread his hands to express his helplessness.
This is a problem faced in the early stages of Shenfa practice. Later, it will be much better if you wear old cotton clothes.
"Haha!"
Both of them couldn't help but laugh, and at the same time they felt a little sad.
What these two sentences reveal is dozens of hundreds of times of continuous practice every day.
After a brief silence, the mistress spoke up.
"Your little guy is talented and perseverant, unlike the one next to me."
"Man Yun, what are you talking about?" Lin Tianyang was also sighing.
When you hear this, you can’t pretend you didn’t hear it.
"Haha." The master's wife let out two crisp laughs.
Lin Tianyang pulled her over, held her in his arms, and quickly argued:
"Fang Ling, don't listen to your teacher's wife's nonsense. I am also talented and very strong as a teacher!"
The teacher's wife had her mouth covered and stammered: "I didn't say you weren't strong, I just said you didn't work hard enough."
"Am I not working hard enough?"
The two looked at each other with wide eyes, and the master's wife did not admit defeat at all.
Lin Tianyang sighed and was the first to be defeated.
"Well, it's true that Xiao Fang Ling didn't work hard enough to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition and didn't even pass the preliminaries."
"But could it be my fault?"
“It’s the captain who doesn’t work hard!”
"If he doesn't fight hard as a Soul Sect, how can he expect me, who couldn't defeat the Soul Sect at that time?"
Fang Ling just watched the topic gradually get distorted.
The two chatted about the Soul Master Competition and the embarrassing things they did when they were young.
It can be heard from their conversation that the two are childhood sweethearts.
It's really interesting to expose each other's shortcomings.
Fang Ling was excited to hear this, but unfortunately he had not slept well since he was on the road. At this time, he felt sleepy and could only knock on the table to remind:
"Teacher, Mistress, I haven't found a place to live yet."
"Oh, I forgot." Lin Tianyang, who was having a heated chat with his wife, smiled awkwardly.
As if to save him, he hurriedly said:
"Let's go, I'll take you to a good place to live."
Turning left and right in the academy, the two led Fang Ling to a courtyard surrounded by woods.
It's not a big dormitory like Notting College, but small independent courtyards.
This school is really rich. Can the students here live in such a good place?
Fang Ling couldn't believe it, with doubts in his eyes.
Lin Tianyang seemed to notice his surprise and answered with a smile:
"This is the teachers' dormitory, and there are still vacancies."
"The academy is not short of money. You are my student and an extremely rare combat genius. Let me help you get a room."
Holding his wife's hand, he led Fang Ling to the entrance of a quiet courtyard.
He directly banged the door vigorously and shouted: "Manager Wang, come out quickly, Tianyang has something to do with you."
Not long after, an old man with a stooped body came out.
His voice was hoarse and he was cursing: "I'm not dead yet, why are you shouting so loudly?"
A bright smile immediately appeared on Lin Tianyang's handsome face: "Guanshi Wang, didn't school start recently?"
"What?"
"I found a talented apprentice. The teacher's dormitory is not full anyway, so he helped me arrange a room."
"This is the teachers' dormitory. You know the rules of the college."
Manager Wang did not directly deny it.
Lin Tianyang took out a bottle of wine from the soul guide and handed it over:
"Uncle Wang, please help me. When my dad comes back, I will tell him that Fang Ling is a true genius who can surpass the level of a soul master and kill a first-level soul master. He cannot be like those mediocre people."
Um?
Does the teacher have any background?
Fang Ling heard something different from the conversation between the two.
Tomorrow is Tuesday, please remember to read it.
The little octopus is here to say thank you.
(End of chapter)