Douluo: Long Live the Hall of Souls

Chapter 22 Practical Lessons

"This afternoon, there will be a special instructor to give you practical training. Everyone, get ready and get out of class."

On the podium, Teacher Matthew announced someone's news when the class was about to end, and with his departure, the originally quiet classroom suddenly became lively, and people gathered in twos and threes to discuss.

After a few days of college life, the students in the third class have gotten to know each other, and the scope of the small circle has become more obvious.

Yan didn't join any party's discussion, but silently packed up her schoolbag and prepared to leave the classroom.For him, the courses of the junior college are of the greatest significance to master more textbook knowledge. This is because Feng Lin, the soul king, may not be comparable to the teachers of the junior college.

There is a specialization in the art field. Feng Lin does crush most of the teachers in the college in terms of soul power level, but when it comes to teaching students the basic knowledge and some specialized knowledge, these teachers are professional, and Yan wants to build a large database. These basic knowledge are very important.

His current life is two points and one line, studying in class, reading after class, and practicing at home.The colleges of Wuhundian all have special libraries with a rich collection of books. Yan now spends most of his time in the library except for classes, practice and sleeping.

He has read half of the books in the library these days, and in about a month or so, he will be able to read all the books in the library.

When Yan was about to stand up and leave, a fat hand blocked his way.He looked up, but he was a rather round, fat man with a somewhat simple and honest temperament.

Generally speaking, there are fat people in any school, and most of the fat people are basically not bad in popularity, perhaps because they are fat-hearted.

"Tuoba Hong? Is there something wrong?"

Yan looked at the simple and honest fat man in front of him, with a look of doubt on his face. They are all in the same class. After introducing himself, he might not even recognize his classmates, but it seems that he has nothing to do with this guy in front of him. Let's meet.

His little fat man, Tuoba Hong, was born in the Baijia Dilong clan. He was one of the direct lineage forces under the Spirit Hall. The Earth Dragon Clan replaced the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect to form the Holy Dragon Sect, becoming one of the new upper three sects.

Tuoba Hong smiled and said: "Haha, Boss Yan, I just want to get acquainted with you. In the future in the academy, we can communicate more with each other."

"That's strange. Aren't you one of them? How did you come to make friends with me, a commoner?"

Yan frowned slightly, and pointed to a small circle of people who were talking on the other side of the classroom. Although the students in class three of the first year were only six or seven years old, the competition in some aspects had already begun.

Members of the family of soul masters who came from aristocratic backgrounds or from good families have received a good education since they were young. After entering the academy, because of their parents' relationship, they naturally communicate with each other in groups, while it is difficult for ordinary civilians to integrate into their circle.

In addition to Yan, there are seven commoner students in the third class of the year. Facing some rejection that seems to be absent, they also formed a small circle and even wooed Yan.

However, Yan has no interest in this kind of thing, and seems quite withdrawn.After all, he came to Soul Master Academy for cultivation and accumulation, and he shouldn't waste it on these meaningless things.

"This one……"

Tuoba Hong scratched his head and smiled again: "Actually, I want to say that in the practical class in the afternoon, you probably don't have teammates yet, why don't we form a team."

"Why did you come to me?"

After being slightly stunned, Yan asked, he also understood what Tuoba Hong said about the actual combat class, mainly because the students next to him were discussing it, and he was not deaf, so naturally he knew more or less.

The actual combat class of the junior college, as the name suggests, is to guide students to develop the characteristics of martial souls for actual combat, such as weapons, martial souls, knives and guns, and will guide and teach some swordsmanship and spear skills.

And some beast spirits will also teach some corresponding fighting skills according to the characteristics of the spirit.For example, cat martial soul and tiger martial soul, although they look similar in the possessed state, but one is suitable for speed and agility attack, while the other is more suitable for strength attack.

Naturally, the exertion skills of these two routes are different, and the teachers of the Junior Soul Master Academy will provide specialized basic guidance.

How to say this course, it seems to be very important, but in fact it is not that important, mainly some students with better backgrounds, parents and elders are mostly more advanced soul masters, and professional guidance may have already begun. been through.

However, for some commoner-born soul masters, this course is still very important. Those who have no background have little access to resources. This kind of targeted guidance can help them take many detours.

But it's different for Yan, not to mention that he has the investment of a soul king, just relying on his own brain dawn, he has already surpassed most of the beginner soul masters, not to mention these He has already designed half of the basic martial soul development skills, which is the follow-up martial soul promotion route.

"It's because you don't seem to have a team."

Tuoba Hong seemed a little embarrassed, and after hesitating for a while, he whispered, "I can feel that your martial spirit is not simple."

"My martial spirit is not simple?"

After hearing this, Yan fell into silence, and just looked at Tuoba Hong with a scrutiny. His eyes were really oppressive, and the little fat man was a little hairy.

"Can you tell me, what kind of induction is that?"

Yan looked at this little fat man for a long time but couldn't see any flaws in this little fat man. It seems that the other party is not lying, and now he is also a little interested in this little fat man. He sensed that his martial spirit is not simple. Spiritual Wuhun, right?

"Well, you should know that my martial spirit is a white armored earth dragon, right?"

Yan nodded after hearing the little fat man's words, and the little fat man Tuoba Hong hesitated for a while, and then continued to speak: "The martial spirit of Baijiadilong contains a part of the blood of the real dragon, and I am quite good at sensing the martial spirit. Some talent.

When I was face to face with you, I could feel that my martial spirit was being suppressed, no...how should I put this feeling, as if you have the blood of a king. "

After hearing what the little fat man said, Yan felt a little clear in his heart, and had some guesses about what he said.

King's bloodline or something, I seem to have come into contact with this kind of thing recently, to be precise, I use it to cultivate and continuously improve the quality of my martial soul, probably because I have been in contact with it for a long time and brought a similar aura. A certain king's coercion, that's why this little fat man sensed it.

　Chapter 2 is a bit late, mainly because it was written and revised, and I was thinking about the transitional plot of the junior college.

　　
　
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