Starting from Douluo to become a god against the sky

"Huh? What's the matter with you?" Tang Hao frowned and asked.

"No, it's nothing, just accidentally fell." Tang San's gaze was a little dodged.

After all, in his opinion, losing to Jiang Chen is a very embarrassing thing, how can he say it?

Tang Hao took a sip of porridge and shook his head. How could Tang San's clumsy lies deceive him?

The wound on that face was the result of a fist.

"Fighting with others, right?"

Tang San was silent.

"Jiang Chen?"

Tang San still bowed his head silently.

Tang Hao finished the porridge in a few mouthfuls, put down the bowl, "It's not a shame to lose in a fight, just win it back in the future."

His look was a little nostalgic, he was the child king of the Haotian School when he was a child, and none of the dozens of children of his generation had not been beaten by him.

Unexpectedly, his son was beaten by someone his age, but Tang Hao was relieved when he thought that it was Jiang Chen, that kid was indeed a bit abnormal.

Not to mention his incredible power, he also possesses the first spirit ring, it's strange that Tang San can win now.

Tang San was a little surprised when he heard Tang Hao's words. He thought Tang Hao would scold him.

"I know Dad." Tang San nodded and noted Tang Hao's words, he must find this place back.

"Next time you must use a hidden weapon, and you can't give him a chance to get close." He secretly said in his heart.

"Today you don't need to forge, pack your clothes, take a break, and go to school tomorrow." Tang Hao said as he walked into the bedroom, intending to take a rest.

Seeing Tang Hao leaving behind, Tang San felt a little sad inexplicably.

...

The next day, early in the morning, Jiang Chen got up early to make breakfast. After eating, he and Old Jack came to Tang San's house.

Because he was going into the city today, the old Jack also specially wore a new suit, and he looked much more energetic.

At the request of old Jack, Jiang Chen also changed into newer clothes.

"Little San, let's go, your slacker dad won't get up to see you off." Old Jack went in and greeted him.

Tang San made a hissing gesture, picked up a piece of charcoal and wrote some words on the ground, and then he grabbed the burden and walked out reluctantly.

Old Jack saw that Tang San's face was still a little bruised, and he couldn't help asking, "What's the matter with you kid?"

Tang San glanced at Jiang Chen, shook his head secretly, "It's nothing, I accidentally fell."

"You kid, why are you so careless. Let's go, we should start."

"Ok."

Inside the room, Tang Hao rushed out, looking at the three leaving figures outside the window, feeling a little bit disappointed.

A sentence was written on the ground, "Dad, I'm leaving, you must take care of yourself and drink less. The porridge is in the pot, don't forget to drink it."

"This kid." Tang Hao shook his head and smiled, his eyes moist.

...

The old and the young were walking on the road to Notting City. The morning sun was very warm, and the sadness of parting in Tang San's heart gradually faded. Like Jiang Chen, he was full of expectations for the college life.

Tang San was very curious about the spirit master and the affairs of the academy, and kept asking old Jack along the way.

Jiang Chen watched the Douluo Continent not long before he crossed over, and he knew what Old Jack had said.

"Little San, Xiaochen, we are all country folks, we must study hard when we arrive at the college, and we can't let other people look down on it, you know?" Old Jack said earnestly.

"I know Grandpa." The two replied at the same time.

"Especially you, Xiaochen, your talent is better than the junior third. You must take good care of the junior third in the academy and don't let him be bullied by others. You know?"

Jiang Chen was a little speechless. With Tang San's ability to bully others, who could bully him?

"Okay, grandpa, no one dares to bully Xiaosan."

Old Jack nodded in satisfaction, and looked up, he could already see the wide walls of Notting City.

"We're here." Old Jack smiled.

Jiang Chen and Tang San both looked at the city in front of them in surprise. It was their first time in Notting City.

"Matthew Nuo, you didn't expect that I was not dead yet, I, Jiang Chen, came here to kill me!" Jiang Chen felt murderous in his heart.

The three of them entered the city smoothly after being checked by the city gate guard.

The Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is in the west of Notting City. After several inquiries on the road, Old Jack finally brought two children to the entrance of the academy.

Although it is only a junior college in a small city, Notting College has been built very grandly, as can be seen from the gate.

The entire gate has a width of 20 meters and a height of 10 meters. It is made of hard granite, and the entire 20-meter-wide iron gate is made of fine iron.

Through the iron fence, you can see the tall trees and the faintly majestic buildings inside.

Right above the gate, there are four big characters Notting College.

Jiang Chen was a little surprised because he found that Jing Wuming's breath was inside Notting College.

"Is the killer organization hidden in this Notting Academy?" He secretly asked, but from Jing Wuming's previous memories, he did not find this information.

Jing Wuming had reached level 20 more than two months ago, and now he should have obtained the second spirit ring and become a great spirit master.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen couldn't help showing a smile. Perhaps life at Notting College will be very interesting.

But he knew Jing Wuming was inside, but Jing Wuming couldn't feel that he had come.

Old Jack took Jiang Chen and the two people to the gate when they were stopped by the youth guard.

"What is it for? This is Notting College, not where your country folks should come!"

The youth's eyes were full of disdain, but there was a flash of excitement. This kind of hillbilly had better be bullied, maybe he could make a fortune this time.

Old Jack quickly negotiated with the youth in a low voice, but the youth's tone became more and more arrogant.

Seeing this familiar plot, Jiang Chen frowned. He didn't feel anything when he was reading before. After all, he was looking at others at that time, but at this time, seeing the young man's ugly face, he suddenly burst into flames.