Chapter 2 Enrollment

It was just dawn, and a faint fish-belly white glow rose in the distant east. On the country road of Chengjia Village, a thin figure running appeared.

"Hoo…Hoo…Hoo…"

Cheng Xiao was breathing heavily. This had been his third month of training since he inherited the power of the Shadow King Asben.

With the nourishment of the power of shadow, his physical fitness has also been greatly improved. Otherwise, it would be a dream to train with his six-year-old body.

No matter how strong his willpower is, if his body is not good enough, it will not work. Overdrawing the potential of his body too early and trying to break through the so-called limits is tantamount to self-destruction.

But with the nourishment of the shadow power, Cheng Xiao clearly felt that his body had become lighter and stronger than before. Moreover, after each training session, he would go back and have a good sleep, and his body would be almost recovered the next day.

This is also the fundamental reason why Cheng Xiao was able to continue training for three consecutive months.

After running 20 kilometers, Cheng Xiao stopped, looked at the rising sun, and a smile appeared on his face.

The training was undoubtedly boring and tedious, but Cheng Xiao had a vague feeling of addiction, because he could feel that every time after completing a training session, he would feel that his body had improved a little.

And this feeling of physical improvement is the motivation that keeps Cheng Xiao going.

You know, even the second-generation Shadow King Cheng Xiaoyu came step by step, but he walked faster...

After returning home, Cheng Xiao saw at a glance the breakfast prepared by his grandfather: a bowl of steaming white porridge, a peeled egg, and a palm-sized pancake.

Originally there were no eggs at home, but after Cheng Xiao got up early to train, eggs gradually appeared at home.

"Xiao Xiao, take a shower after dinner. Grandpa will send you to the Soul Master Academy in Notting City to study. There is a place for a work-study student in our village, which is just right for you." Grandpa Cheng said with a smile.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Cheng Xiao smiled and slowly started eating his breakfast.

After spending several years together, the relationship between the grandfather and grandson is very good. They can be said to be real grandfather and grandson.

After dinner, Cheng Xiao took a shower first, and then changed into the new clothes that his grandfather had bought for him in Nottingham a few days ago. Although he didn't know how much money he spent, Cheng Xiao liked them very much because they were bought for him by his grandfather who had taken care of him growing up.

Walking on the road, Cheng Xiao held his grandfather's hand tightly. Maybe it was because they were about to part, or because of some other reasons, but his hand was always clenched tightly.

Chengjia Village is not far from Nottingham City. If you leave in the morning, you will arrive almost in the afternoon.

Looking at the thick city walls in the distance, Cheng Xiao and his grandfather entered the city of Nottingham after undergoing some inspection.

"Xiao Xiao, Grandpa will send you to the academy and then go back. You should study hard in the academy and think about things when you encounter them. You have been smart since you were young, so Grandpa will not talk to you too much."

Cheng Xiao nodded, his eyes a little red. Although he was a time traveler, he still felt the warmth of his family here.

Grandpa touched Cheng Xiao's head and said, "Okay, man, don't shed tears all the time. Tears are very precious. You are not allowed to shed tears casually except for the people you love and the people who love you."

Hearing this, Cheng Xiao sniffed: "Grandpa, I'm not crying, I just can't bear to leave you."

Hearing this, the grandfather laughed out loud, and the grandfather and grandson held hands and asked passers-by, and finally found the Soul Master Junior College located in the west of Nottingham.

From a distance, Cheng Xiao saw the four big words "Notting College" hanging on the rock arch, which looked very impressive.

Cheng Xiao was a little surprised. As a time traveler, seeing the academy of this world with his own eyes was really... shocking.

It's just a junior college, but it's so magnificent. This alone is enough to prove how important the status of soul masters is in Douluo Continent.

As he approached the door, Cheng Xiao realized that he was not the only one to report in today. The old man in front of him and the little boy next to him arrived earlier than him.

"Are you also working students here to report to the college?" At this time, the doorman noticed the two people in simple clothes and asked.

Just as Grandpa Cheng was about to speak, he heard Cheng Xiao say, "Hello, this is my spirit certificate, which was personally stamped for me by Master Su Yuntao, the deacon of the Spirit Hall."

After saying that, Cheng Xiao handed over the martial spirit certificate.

Seeing the two men dressed simply, the concierge subconsciously wanted to mock them. After all, Notting College had not had any part-time students for several years. Now that two of them had come, and both were from a small village, he couldn't help but become suspicious.

Of course, he was not doubting the certificate issued by the Spirit Hall, but was planning to take advantage of this opportunity to make some money. After all, parents who came to send their children to school would generally be more considerate, especially those from civilian families without any background, who were his main target.

Cheng Xiao naturally understood this, so he spoke out the name of the Spirit Hall's deacon as soon as he opened his mouth, and specifically emphasized that it was Master Su Yuntao who personally stamped it.

Notting City is just a small place. As a deacon of the Spirit Hall, he didn't believe that the doorman in front of him had never heard of Su Yuntao's name.

As expected, after hearing Cheng Xiao say Su Yuntao's name, the concierge's desire to mock him was restrained. He took the former's martial spirit certificate and looked it up and down, "Martial spirit shadow soldier, innate... full soul power?"

"Full innate soul power!"

The doorman screamed, his eyes changed when he looked at Cheng Xiao, and even his voice trembled a lot.

"Excuse me, can I come in?" Cheng Xiao said with a smile.

"Yes...okay." The doorman stuttered as he spoke and quickly opened the iron gate for Cheng Xiao with a flattering look on his face.

Seeing Cheng Xiao walk into the academy, Grandpa Cheng smiled. He glanced at Old Jack and Tang San who were stopped outside the door, and left slowly without saying anything.

"You are deliberately making things difficult for us!" At this time, an angry voice sounded.

The concierge was stunned at first, then he looked at Old Jack with an impatient look and said, "Why don't you two beggars leave? Do I have to ask you to leave?"

"Then why was he able to get in?" Tang San, who was beside Old Jack, spoke up. His face was calm as he looked at the doorman and said, "If you think my martial spirit certificate is fake, then why do you think his martial spirit certificate is real?"

"Or are you deliberately making things difficult for us because my martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass?"

Although Tang San is young, he was a disciple of Tang Sect in his previous life. He will never be stingy with the weapons in his hands, such as the silent arrow in the sleeve of his left hand, to those who look down on others.

As a Tang Sect disciple, he remembered the outline of the Tang Sect's Xuantian Baolu very clearly. [If you are sure that your opponent is an enemy, as long as he has a way to kill you, do not show mercy, otherwise it will only add to your troubles.]

In Tang San's opinion, the doorman looked down on them by discriminating against them. We were all part-time students, so why should his martial arts certificate be real and mine be fake? Adding to that his meanness, he was already asking for death.

If it weren't for the fact that the door had not been tampered with by Old Jack, the doorman would definitely have an extra short arrow in his throat.

He was absolutely sure that no one, including everyone present, would discover that he had shot the person. Without evidence, who could prove that he had committed murder?

"Damn it, you little brat, you're looking for death!" The doorman was speechless after being rebuked by a child. He was furious and raised his hand to slap Tang San in the face.

Seeing that the doorman was about to take action, a cold light flashed in Tang San's eyes. He raised his left hand forward and aimed the silent sleeve arrow at the doorman's throat.

"What's going on with you?" Just as Tang San was about to shoot the doorman, a hoarse voice sounded, stopping the doorman's actions and also stopping Tang San from shooting him.

Hearing the voice, Cheng Xiao, who had entered the room but did not leave, looked behind Tang San and saw a middle-aged man of medium build and a little thin, slowly walking towards him.