Chapter 6: I Advise You to Be Kind.

Because a twin Martial Soul can truly be said to be the chosen one, in order to have such a talented disciple, the Master also showed Tang San a bit of his true ability, casually pointing out that Tang San is a twin Martial Soul.

When the Master pointed out Tang San's secret, he didn't care that Zhang Yang was still there, probably thinking that he was also in the know.

Looking at Tang San, his left wrist was slightly raised, probably ready to trigger the sleeve arrow at his wrist.

Zhang Yang was after all his village buddy, with similar temperaments and a friendship from childhood, so he knew it.

But the Grandmaster was different, to Tang San at this moment he was just a stranger they had just met. If Tang San hadn't kept his cool, the Master would probably be gone by now.

Facing Tang San's vigilance, the Grandmaster didn't care, instead showing a hint of approval. Then he spoke eloquently, telling Tang San his reasoning.

Seeing the person in front of him so knowledgeable, Tang San knew he had chosen the right teacher.

Tang San took a step back, creating some distance between him and the Master. Then, he knelt down on both knees and respectfully kowtowed three times to the Grandmaster.

This time, it was the Grandmaster's turn to be stunned, "What are you doing?"

"Teacher," Tang San respectfully called out, "Please accept me as your disciple."

Then, the Master saw Zhang Yang quickly put down the book in his hand and deeply bowed towards him, "Teacher, please accept me as your disciple as well."

"..." The Grandmaster looked at Tang San, then at Zhang Yang, puzzled, "You want to acknowledge me as your master too?"

"Your knowledge is so profound, naturally, I wouldn't miss the opportunity. Teacher, please accept me as well."

The Grandmaster thought for a moment and felt that accepting Zhang Yang as a student was not a bad idea. After all, he was a variant beast Martial Soul with full innate Soul Power. Although it wasn't as rare as a twin Martial Soul, it was not commonly found and had great potential for cultivation.

Moreover, this child was so diligent and eager to learn.

The Grandmaster reached out to help Tang San, who was more respectful, and said to the two, "Alright, from today onwards, you both are my students."

"Thank you, teacher." Zhang Yang bowed to the Master again.

The Grandmaster smiled satisfactorily at Tang San and said, "You silly boy, why do you need to kowtow when acknowledging a master? Don't you know that this is a ceremony only for kings and parents? A bow is enough."

Tang San, a man of ancient times, didn't feel that his etiquette was excessive. Instead, he said righteously, "A day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father. You should receive my kowtow."

The Grandmaster was moved as he looked at Tang San, "A day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, good, good, it seems, I indeed did not choose wrongly."

Zhang Yang looked at the fatherly and filial pair and thought to himself, "Did my bow result in differential treatment? This won't do."

So, Zhang Yang deliberately shouted loudly to attract their attention, "Wow, Xiao San, what you said makes so much sense. I also want to kowtow to the teacher."

With that, Zhang Yang knelt on the ground as fast as lightning and gave the Master three kowtows in the blink of an eye.

To be honest, with the Grandmaster's profound knowledge, how many detours could he save himself? Considering the cold-blooded and cruel nature of the Martial Soul world, this was no less than a favor of rebirth. Was it too much to kowtow three times?

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Yang, who had kowtowed three times, felt much better.

...

After registration, Tang San was arranged to live in Dormitory 7, where all the working students of the whole grade were mixed, while Zhang Yang lived in Dormitory 1, where the first-year freshmen lived.

Without Tang San to share the burden, holding a large stack of books that had already blocked his eyes, Zhang Yang could only walk sideways into Dormitory 1 like a crab.

The door of Dormitory 1 was not closed, and there were more than twenty six-year-old children in the room, laughing and chatting in groups.

Seeing Zhang Yang walk into the dormitory like a crab, everyone laughed, especially a few students with bad temperaments, who even imitated Zhang Yang's movements in a strange way.

Children are naturally naughty and act without any scruples. Moreover, many naughty children from civilian families have been spoiled by their families for three months after awakening their Soul Power, and it is predictable that their temperaments have become bad.

Considering these, Zhang Yang already knew what he was going to do next.

In the laughter of more than twenty people, Zhang Yang continued to move his crab steps and came to the side of the group of three with the worst temperament.

Putting down the books in his arms and taking off the backpack behind him, Zhang Yang looked at the three children with relaxed and squinted eyes.

Feeling provoked, one of them, a chubby boy with dark skin and a round figure, bared his teeth at Zhang Yang, "What are you looking at? Looking for a fight?"

Since you jumped out first, then don't blame me.

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Yang moved.

The chubby boy only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the crab had already come to him. Then in the next instant, he was already flying backwards.

First, his stomach was kicked, then his back hit the wall hard, and finally, he fell to the ground. The chubby boy was stunned for a second, and then his next move completely caught Zhang Yang by surprise.

"Wuu wuu wuu, waa..."

The chubby boy actually cried, and it was the kind of loud crying with tears and snot flowing together.

"Waa!!"

Zhang Yang's temper of starting a fight without saying a word and the huge force of kicking the chubby boy (the big fat boy in the eyes of the children) made all the children in the room exclaim in surprise, let alone, he even made the big fat boy cry.

"Cry?" Seeing the chubby boy crying loudly there, Zhang Yang put down his foot and walked over with a fierce face.

Then came a series of punches and kicks using only a child's strength. During this time, Zhang Yang kept saying caring words like "I'll make you cry," 

"Dare to cry again," and 

"Are you still crying?"

As a result, the chubby boy with a natural Soul Power level of 3 and a Martial Soul of a wild boar was forcibly stopped from crying by Zhang Yang.

Then, Zhang Yang's fierce reputation for stopping a child's night crying began to spread in the Nuoding Primary Academy.

Dormitory 1 is a large room of 300 square meters, with 50 large beds and no desks or stools, so personal items can only be placed on or under the bed.

But fortunately, the bed is large, and the 6-year-old children are too small, so even if all the items are piled at the head of the bed, there is plenty of space for sleeping.

After tidying up and changing into a white school uniform, it was almost lunchtime, so Zhang Yang went to Dormitory 7 to find Tang San.

When Zhang Yang arrived at the door of Dormitory 7, he happened to catch up with Tang San and the other 10 work-study students from Dormitory 7 preparing to go out for a meal.

Among them, there was a pretty little girl with a scorpion braid hanging over her hips.

"Zhang Yang," Tang San greeted Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang came back to his senses: "Hmm, Xiao San. Have you finished tidying up? Let's go eat together."

"I want to eat with my dorm mates. What about your dorm mates?" Tang San didn't want to be different, but instead looked at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang laughed freely: "I just made one of them cry. They don't even dare to talk to me now, let alone eat together. Never mind, if we're going to eat, take me with you. I don't even know where the cafeteria is."

Because Tang San had just fought two fights, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Zhang Yang making his dorm mate cry. Instead, he thought Zhang Yang's proposal was very good. After all, compared to letting Wang Sheng treat him, Tang San felt more at ease eating Zhang Yang's food.

So, in order for Zhang Yang to eat with Dormitory 7, Tang San introduced Zhang Yang to his dorm mates: "Everyone, this is Zhang Yang, my friend from the same village."

"Hello everyone, you are all Tang San's friends, so you are my friends too." Zhang Yang waved to the work-study students with a smile: "Since we are all friends, let's have lunch together. I'll treat. How about it?"

Compared to these work-study students, Zhang Yang still had some family background. And Zhang Yang knew that if he wanted to get along well with the work-study group as a self-funded student, he couldn't avoid spending some money.

Moreover, Zhang Yang knew that in a few days, he and Tang San would be able to obtain their first soul ring and receive the Spirit Master subsidy from the Martial Soul Hall.

So, Zhang Yang was very generous at this moment.

Hearing that Zhang Yang was willing to pay for the meal, the expressions of many work-study students brightened a lot.

These people were not greedy for a free meal, but felt that since Zhang Yang was willing to pay for everyone's meal, at least it could show that he had the attitude of getting along well with everyone.

There is a natural gap between self-funded students and work-study students. If you want to fill the gap with a few light words without taking actual actions, that is naturally wishful thinking.

The work-study students looked at each other and nodded. So, a group of people happily went to the academy cafeteria.

On the way, everyone reported their names to each other. Zhang Yang nodded very seriously, but in fact, he didn't remember anyone. But Zhang Yang himself was not worried, after all, he would have to stay in this school for six years, and he would remember sooner or later.

But Xiao Wu, Zhang Yang remembered very clearly, because at this time, she had already knocked down Tang San and became the sister Xiao Wu of Dormitory 7.

The cafeteria is very large, the first floor is enough for 300 teachers and students to dine at the same time, and there is also a second-floor stir-fry cafeteria built around the open area of the first floor.

Just two steps into the cafeteria, the work-study students were ridiculed by the self-funded students on the second floor. Tang San's style of not wanting to easily provoke trouble was even mocked by Xiao Wu as "being afraid of trouble."

At this time, Tang San's excellent eyesight suddenly spotted Grandmaster at the entrance of the cafeteria. He quickly pulled Zhang Yang over to greet him, "Teacher, you're here for lunch too."

Grandmaster nodded, "Hmm, have you two finished tidying up?"

Tang San nodded, "Yes, thank you for the bedding, teacher."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang widened his eyes at the news, "Teacher, you've already sent the bedding to Xiao San? I was going to take Xiao San out to buy a set later."

"No need, I've already sent someone to give it to Xiao San. You should keep the money your father gave for yourself." Grandmaster patted the two on the shoulders, "Let's go, come with me to the second floor for lunch. After lunch, I'll take you to my place to get familiar with it."

"No need, teacher, I promised to treat Xiao San and his dorm mates to lunch." Zhang Yang shook his head with a smile, and stopped Tang San with his hand, "I'm treating them to lunch because of Xiao San, so they have to owe Xiao San a favor."

Hearing this, Grandmaster couldn't help but nod, "Hmm, that's right, the interaction between people does indeed require some strategy. Zhang Yang, you're so young and you understand this, you must have been greatly influenced by your father."

Zhang Yang nodded hurriedly to cover up the fact that he understood how to deal with the world because of his transmigration, "Yes, teacher, I've been smart since I was a child, so my father taught me these things early on."

"Hmm, but Zhang Yang, you're only 6 years old now, and the oldest students in the academy are no more than 12 years old. Their minds are relatively simple, so all you need to do now is to be more sincere and you can make many friends."

Grandmaster was afraid that Zhang Yang's tactics were too sophisticated and his dimension-reducing attack power was too terrifying, so he advised him to be kind.

"I understand, teacher, I will try my best to do it." Zhang Yang nodded.

Grandmaster nodded, "Hmm, you guys go ahead."

(End of this chapter)