Chapter 5 Grandmaster Yu.

During this period, the contact between Zhang Yang and Tang San seemed to be a bit estranged.

Of course, it has nothing to do with the work-study quota. The two people do not contact purely because everyone has no time.

Tang San is learning to forge with his father and preparing to make his first set of hidden weapons.

And Zhang Yang has been practicing Rokushiki on the top of the mountain.

As a modern person who was born and grew up under the rule of law, Zhang Yang didn't even have a fight at the school gate, let alone a fight. So Zhang Yang, who is afraid of getting hurt, chose to deeply practice the defensive skill Kami-e first.

After comparing the Navy Rokushiki in the world of "One Piece" and the Navy Rokushiki in the Martial Soul world, Zhang Yang had a bold idea.

Can he change the Rokushiki that uses Soul Power to launch into the Rokushiki that uses physical strength to launch through deep research on Rokushiki.

Zhang Yang thought his idea is correct.

After all, Rokushiki itself is a move that consumes physical strength, so why does it have to consume Soul Power to use it when it comes to this world?

Is the soul technique not fragrant?

So, Zhang Yang has almost put all of his Soul Power into the research of Kami-e during this period.

Kizaru possessed, then drove Soul Power to launch Kami-e, and then carefully observed the changes in Soul Power flowing in the circuit, trying to use physical strength to simulate.

The difficulty is obvious. After the Martial Soul awakened, Soul Power has become a controllable energy, controlled by Zhang Yang. However, physical strength is still a vague concept at this time, it can only be passively consumed, and it is not controllable.

Zhang Yang, who has been a muggle for more than 20 years, certainly can't make rapid progress like the son of destiny. After three months of practice, he still hasn't taken the first step, but Zhang Yang is not discouraged.

He was certain that as long as he could grasp the flash of inspiration in an instant, the progress of the other Rokushiki would be as fast as flying.

After all, if one method is understood, all methods are understood.

...

Today, after having breakfast, Zhang Yang unusually did not go to the top of the mountain to continue practicing, because today, he was going to school.

His father put on a new set of clothes, set up the already cleaned carriage, and took Zhang Yang to the village entrance.

His father and Elder Jack of the village had agreed to meet here.

"It's just right that your little Zhang Yang is also going to school, which saves me a lot of trouble." Elder Jack sighed: "Time spares no one, I used to be able to make two round trips to Nuoding City in a day."

"That's right, who in our Holy Spirit Village doesn't know about the prestige of the village chief in his early years." His father agreed with a smile.

The village chief gave Tang San some simple instructions, and then let Tang San get on the carriage.

As the carriage moved forward, Tang San and Zhang Yang, who were sitting in the carriage, waved goodbye to Elder Jack of the village.

Tang San, who had lived two lives, was going to school for the first time, and he was very curious about the schools in this Martial Soul world.

So, Tang San didn't rest all the way, he was always talking with Zhang Yang about the Spirit Master Academy, and asked many questions about the Spirit Master Academy.

This hit Zhang Yang's backhand, although the Primary Spirit Master Academy was glossed over in the original work, but Zhang Yang had bought many books related to the Primary Spirit Master Academy, so he naturally knew a lot.

The two of them were flipping through the books and discussing the content in them. Although the journey was boring, they were both enjoying it.

Seeing the strong learning enthusiasm of the two children, Zhang's Father was very pleased, and he was even more convinced that his son would become an amazing Spirit Master.

The carriage was much faster than walking, and by about 10 o'clock in the morning, the carriage had already arrived at the foot of Nuoding City.

Zhang Yang had been to Nuoding City several times before with his father to buy goods. The location was close to the border of the empire, the city wall was quite solid, and the rest was ordinary.

After passing the security check of the city gate guards, the carriage smoothly entered Nuoding City, and after a few turns, it quickly arrived at Nuoding Primary Spirit Master Academy.

The main gate of the academy is in the shape of an arch, 20 meters wide and 10 meters high, made of hard rock, and the bottom is a iron gate made of top-quality iron.

So much fine iron made Tang San drool.

The carriage stopped at the school gate, and Zhang Yang and Tang San got off the carriage with their luggage one after another.

As a parent, Zhang Yang's father naturally went up to negotiate with the gatekeeper.

And then naturally, because of Tang San's work-study student status, Zhang Yang's father was given a hard time.

But unlike Elder Jack's handling method, Zhang Yang's father, who had been running a tavern for so many years, naturally understood what this young man meant.

After getting the proof issued by the Martial Soul Hall from Tang San, Tang's Father took out 10 copper soul coins from his pocket and handed them to the gatekeeper.

For this kind of gatekeeper, 10 copper soul coins are enough.

It's like stuffing a pack of cigarettes.

Although Tang San was ridiculed by the gatekeeper for his full innate Soul Power and waste Martial Soul combination, the three of them still walked into the academy gate smoothly.

At this moment, Zhang Yang suddenly became a little flustered, strange, where is the guiding spirit... master? Why didn't I see the Grandmaster?

What Zhang Yang forgot was that in the original work, Tang San and Elder Jack walked to Nuoding City, and it was already afternoon when they arrived at the academy. Now it's morning, how could it be possible to meet the Grandmaster like in the original work?

Of course, the power of world line correction is invincible, and Zhang Yang immediately deeply realized this.

Zhang's Father, who was completely unfamiliar with the academy, naturally found a middle-aged man walking on the road and asked, "Hello, sir, we are from Holy Spirit Village. Could you please tell us where we should go to register as working students?"

The teacher, who looked to be in his forties or fifties, had short black hair parted on the side, an average appearance, and a medium build. He pondered deeply upon hearing Zhang's Father's question.

"Working students?" The teacher glanced at Zhang Yang and Tang San behind Zhang's Father, and then at the thick stack of books they were holding in their hands.

Although they were not wealthy, they were very studious. This was the initial impression that Zhang Yang and Tang San left on the teacher.

Such studious children, I wonder what is their Martial Souls?

Thinking of this, the teacher looked at Zhang's Father, "Do you have a Martial Soul Hall certificate?"

"Of course, of course." Zhang's Father quickly handed over the certificate in his hand to the passing teacher.

"Innate full Soul Power? Blue Silver Grass?" The teacher murmured, his gaze scanning up and down Zhang Yang and Tang San.

Perhaps thinking that this teacher was also going to comment on the bizarre combination, Zhang Yang gave Tang San a mischievous smile and nudged him with his shoulder.

So, Tang San suddenly felt that he was seen through by this middle-aged teacher's gaze, as if all the secrets in his heart had been turned out.

"I see, leave this child to me." The teacher nodded, beckoned to Tang San, and signaled Tang San to come over.

"That would be a great help."

Since someone else was doing the work, Zhang's Father also signaled Tang San to go over.

"Uncle Zhang, thank you for bringing me here." Tang San first thanked Zhang's Father, then handed the books in his arms to Zhang's Father, and finally walked to the teacher.

"So these books are not this child's." The teacher suddenly realized, and his gaze fell on Zhang Yang again.

Tang San was arranged, but his own son had not settled yet. Following the principle of not bothering two masters with one thing, Zhang's Father asked the teacher again, "Could you please tell me where self-funded students should register?"

"Oh?" The teacher blinked, then looked at Zhang Yang who was holding a stack of books, "Is he also a new student this year?"

"Do you have his Martial Soul Hall certificate? Can I see it?" The teacher asked.

This was essentially just an act of satisfying the teacher's curiosity. In Zhang's Father's view, it was rather a sigh, "The management of Nuoding Primary Academy is really strict. Without a Martial Soul Hall certificate, it's really hard to move."

Thinking this, Zhang's Father also handed over Zhang Yang's Martial Soul Hall certificate from his arms.

"Another one with innate full Soul Power, and a mutated Martial Soul?" The teacher's eyes widened.

What kind of village is this? How come there are two students with innate full Soul Power in one year? And one has a twin Martial Soul, and the other has a mutated Martial Soul.

So, Zhang Yang also experienced the feeling that Tang San just had of being seen through.

"Let him come with me too." The teacher said.

"I really appreciate it," Zhang's Father quickly expressed his gratitude.

After thanking the teacher, Zhang's Father turned to look at Zhang Yang. After carefully instructing him, he stuffed a sack made of hemp into Zhang Yang's arms and then tightened Zhang Yang's clothes.

The sack contained Zhang Yang's tuition and living expenses for the year, so it had to be handled with care.

Zhang's Father left, looking back every three steps. Meanwhile, Tang San picked up Zhang Yang's stack of books and followed the teacher with Zhang Yang towards the depths of the academy.

Along the way, the teacher asked Zhang Yang and Tang San many questions about Holy Spirit Village, including the situation of other children who participated in the awakening ceremony this year.

"Teacher, when can we first graders get our first soul ring?" Tang San asked, feeling somewhat impatient as he vaguely sensed that the breakthrough of the Mysterious Heaven Skill was on the soul ring.

"When the school officially starts, the academy will arrange for teachers to take you to get soul rings," the teacher answered.

"Will you take us there, teacher?" Tang San asked.

Because he felt like he had been seen through just now, Tang San felt that this teacher was capable, hence the question.

"Me? I'm not a teacher at the academy, I'm just a freeloader here," the teacher shook his head.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang stumbled.

Wait, why does this sound so familiar?

"If you're not a teacher, what should I call you?" Tang San asked curiously.

"Everyone calls me Grandmaster, you and others should do the same. Everyone addresses me this way. I've even forgotten my own name. The proof from the Martial Soul Hall says your name is Tang San, right? Tang San, you need to understand, the meaning of Grandmaster and teacher are worlds apart, don't get it wrong in the future. Unless..."

The Master's eyes sparkled with a burning light: "Unless you truly wish for me to be your teacher."

Could this really be happening?

At this moment, Zhang Yang couldn't help but slap his thigh and shout, "The son of destiny is truly terrifying."

(End of this chapter)