"This afternoon, a special instructor will come to give you practical training. Everyone, be prepared, get out of class is over."
On the podium, Teacher Matthew announced something about someone just before the end of get out of class. As he left, 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 Class 3 have gotten to know each other, and the scope of the small circle has become more obvious.
Yan did not join the discussion on either side, but silently packed up his schoolbag and prepared to leave the classroom. The biggest significance of the junior college courses to him was to master more textbook knowledge, which is why Fenglin, the capital of the Soul King,
It may not be as good as a junior college teacher.
There are specialties in the arts, and Feng Lin really crushes most of the teachers in the academy in terms of soul power level, but when it comes to teaching students basic basic knowledge and some specialized knowledge, these teachers are professionals, and Yan wants to build a large database.
These basic knowledge are very important.
His current life consists of studying in class, reading after class, and practicing at home. The colleges of Wuhundian all have special libraries with a rich collection of books. Apart from class, practicing and sleeping, Yan basically does
Just soak in the library.
He has read less than half of the books in the library these days. In about a month, he will be able to read all the books in the library.
When Yan was about to get up and leave, a fat hand blocked his way. He looked up and saw a rather round, fat man with a somewhat honest temperament.
Generally speaking, there are fat people in any school, and most fat people are basically not bad at popularity. Maybe it's because they have a broad mind and are fat.
"Tuoba Hong? Is there something wrong?"
Yan looked at the honest fat man in front of him with a look of confusion on his face. They were all in the same class. After introducing himself, he didn't recognize even his classmates, but it seemed that he was nothing like this guy in front of him.
Let's meet.
This little fat man Tuoba Hong years ago was from the White-armored Earth Dragon Clan and was one of the direct forces under Wuhun Palace. After Wuhun Palace launched a soul-hunting operation to destroy the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, he re-elected the seven major sects.
The Earth Dragon Clan replaced the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect and established the Holy Dragon Sect, becoming one of the new three sects.
Tuoba Hong smiled and said: "Haha, Boss Yan, I just want to get to know you. In the future, we can communicate more with each other in the academy."
"That's strange. Aren't you one of their group? Why did you come to make friends with me, a commoner?"
Yan raised his brows slightly and pointed to a small group of people talking on the other side of the classroom. Even though the students in Class 3 were only six or seven years old, competition in some aspects had already begun.
Members of soul master families who are from aristocratic backgrounds or have decent families have received a good education since childhood. After entering the academy, due to the relationship between their parents, they naturally communicate in groups, while it is difficult for ordinary civilians to integrate into their circle.
In addition to Yan, there are seven other civilian students in the entire third class of the first year. Faced with some seemingly non-existent rejection, they also formed a small circle and even tried to win over Yan.
However, Yan has no interest in this kind of thing and seems quite lonely. After all, he came to the Soul Master Academy for training and accumulation, and should not waste it on such meaningless things.
"this……"
Tuoba Hong scratched his head and smiled and said: "Actually, what I want to say is that you don't have any teammates for the afternoon practical class, so why don't we form a team?"
"Why did you come to me?"
Yan was stunned for a moment and then asked. He also understood what Tuobahong said about the practical classes, mainly because the classmates next to him were discussing it. He was not deaf, so naturally he knew more or less.
The practical classes of the junior college, as the name suggests, are to guide students to develop martial arts characteristics for actual combat, such as weapons, swords and guns, etc., and will teach some swordsmanship and marksmanship in a guided manner.
Some animal martial spirits will also teach corresponding fighting skills according to the characteristics of the martial spirit. For example, the cat martial spirit and the tiger martial spirit, although they look similar in the possessed state, one is suitable for speed and flow-sensitive attacks.
And make one more suitable for power attack.
The techniques for exerting force in these two routes are naturally different, and teachers from the Junior Soul Master Academy will provide specialized basic guidance.
How to say this course? It seems to be quite important, but in fact it is not that important. It is mainly for some students with better backgrounds. Most of their parents and elders are more advanced soul masters. Professional guidance may have been provided long ago.
Experienced it.
However, for some soul masters with civilian backgrounds, this course is still very important. Without background, they have less access to resources. This kind of targeted guidance can help them make many detours.
But it's different for Yan. Not to mention that he has the investment of a soul king, but the dawn of his own intelligence has already put him above most beginner soul masters. Not to mention these
He has already designed half of the basic Wuhun development skills and the subsequent Wuhun promotion route.
"Isn't it because you don't seem to have a team?"
Tuoba Hong seemed a little embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, he said softly: "I can feel that your martial spirit is not simple."
"My martial spirit is not simple?"
Yan fell into silence after hearing this, and just looked at Tuoba Hong with a scrutinizing gaze. His eyes were really oppressive, and the little fat man was a little hairy when he stared at him.
"Can you tell me what kind of induction that is?"
Yan looked at the little fat man for a long time but could not find any flaws. It seemed that the other party was not lying, and he was now somewhat interested in the little fat man. It was not easy to sense his martial spirit. This little fat man should not be lying.
Spiritual martial soul.
"Well, you should know that my martial spirit is a white-armored earth dragon."
Yan nodded after listening to the little fat man's words, and the little fat man Tuoba Hong hesitated for a while, then continued: "The white-armored earth dragon's martial spirit contains part of the true dragon's blood, and I am quite good at sensing the martial spirit.
Some talent.
When I am face to face with you, I can feel that my martial spirit is being suppressed, no...how can I put this feeling, as if you have the blood of a king."
After listening to what the little fat man said, Yan felt a little clearer and had some guesses about what he said.
King's bloodline and so on. It seems that I have been exposed to such things recently. To be precise, I am using it to practice and constantly improve the quality of my martial soul. It is probably because I have been in contact with it for a long time that I have developed a similar aura. With that
There was a certain amount of kingly pressure, so this little fat man sensed it.
***The author has something to say***
The second chapter is a little late, mainly because I wrote and revised it, and I was thinking about the transitional plot of the junior college period.