Douluo, please call me the dean

Blackstone.

Despite the border, Blackstone is not as poor as the surrounding villages, because the tax revenue and opportunities brought by the official road are enough to make the city's main government and courageous people earn a lot.

In the low city wall, prosperity and poverty coexist. There are not only dirty slums, but also bustling streets.

"You mean you haven't heard of Tianxing college?"

In the resplendent Blackstone City Hotel, Dai mubai frowned and asked the hotel manager in front of him.

"Young master, do I still cheat you? Our hotel can also be regarded as a high-end hotel in Blackstone city. We have access to a lot of information and secrets, not to mention soul master college. I can guarantee that there is only one soul master college, Blackstone soul master junior college, within the scope of Blackstone city! "

The lobby manager of the hotel patted his chest and assured him that he was carefully waiting on the young man in front of him. Although the young man, who seemed to be a bit childish, didn't have a bodyguard to follow him, he was alone, but he still didn't dare to underestimate his noble spirit and generous hand.

Dai mubai's eyes gradually narrowed, and the assurance of the lobby manager made him doubt the authenticity of "Tianxing soul Teacher College".

"Heaven is healthy, and a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement."

He pondered over this sentence carefully. He had been taught by a court lecturer since he was a child. He had enough literature knowledge, and naturally knew that this sentence could not be made up by a liar.

So... Which link is wrong? Is that man hearsay? But what is his purpose?

Dai mubai couldn't understand.

Seeing that Dai mubai was obsessed with this problem, the hall manager suddenly felt a thump in his heart, but he still didn't have the information of the soul teacher college.

So, he hesitated and said, "although we don't have the information record of this soul master college, we can't rule out that this soul master college was moved from other places or a newly established soul master college, enrolling students in Blackstone city for the first time."

Dai mubai nodded, then threw some gold coins to him and said, "it's hard."

"Thank you, young master!"

As soon as the manager's eyes brightened, he quickly took over. This young man is really rich.

Dai Mu has no expression, turns around and starts to walk outside. For this Tianxing college, he wants to know more information. It doesn't mean there are no other places.

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On the other side, also in a corner of Blackstone City, Wang Jian has finalized a contract with the building materials merchant. Materials worth more than 50 gold soul coins have been transported to Yoon village since today, and 20 gold soul coins have been paid as deposit.

"Hiss, less!"

Wang Jian bared his teeth and watched the decrease of the gold soul coins in his soul guide. The money was not enough.

Looking for a stool to sit down everywhere in the city, Wang Jian began to think about how to deceive people.

If a regular soul teacher college wants to get sponsorship, those who want to invest are absolutely flocking to it. But if you want to get sponsorship from a soul teacher college that has no shadow of teaching building, those smart businessmen will only say that you are thinking of farting!

"Well... If the goal is lower, those shrewd businessmen will not have to look for it. Maybe they can find an aristocrat."

But after thinking about it, Wang Jian shook his head again. He wanted to get some gold coins out of the aristocrats' hands. It was also wishful thinking.

"What rotten thing, it must be the wrong test, I'm going to smash the rotten crystal!"

At the gate of wuhunzi hall in Blackstone City, there was a loud noise.

Wang Jian looked up in a daze and happened to see a child being pulled out by a middle-aged man like his father.

Middle aged people look chubby, well-dressed and gorgeous. Now they are sweating and helpless.

In front of him, the bishop of wuhunzi hall in Blackstone city was also helpless. He said to the middle-aged humanitarians, "Viscount, the soul power crystal can't go wrong, and it has been tested with three different crystals. It can't be that all three of them have problems."

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed a touch of sadness, forced to smile: "I know all this, but..."

He looked down at his son and sighed.

The little guy next to him pursed his lips tightly. There was water mist in his eyes. Suddenly he gave a cold hum and ran away.

The middle-aged man turned to the guard behind him and said, "go and protect the young master quickly!"

"Yes

The guard behind the middle-aged man took orders, and three people quickly followed the direction of the child's departure.

Wang Jian looked at them in a hurry, and two short messages appeared on their heads.

Bishop of Blackstone, level 53 soul power, martial spirit black python.

Viscount of Blackstone City, level 44 soul power, martial spirit cloud pattern staff.

Two short messages only show the soul and soul power, and even the name and other things are not available. It seems that compared with the existence that can be recognized as a student by the system, there is not much information that other people can explore.

Looking at the direction of the child's departure, Wang jianruo thinks about it. After taking a look at them, he leaves quietly and pursues the past.

Wang Jian opens the system map, and the terrain of Blackstone city is reflected in his mind. Then he meditates in his mind.

"Turn on character display!"

There were lots of dots on the originally empty system map. Wang Jian observed them carefully, and then locked a dot on the street.

"I found you."

Wang Jian's mouth is slightly tilted. Come to the bowl, little guy.

In an alley of Blackstone City, Peng fan, who has evaded the pursuit of the family guard, leans on the wall silently, moves down slowly along the wall, and finally sits on the ground.

Slightly looking up, you can see the clear blue sky, but Peng fan's heart is full of clouds at the moment.

"Why..."

His lips were slightly open, and his voice was full of confusion.

When he entered the hall of martial spirit, his expectation and joy lingered in his heart, but the result in a twinkling of an eye gave him a blow.

He didn't have the inborn full soul power that he had ever imagined, and even failed to achieve his father's talent. His variant martial spirit and low level soul power made him feel desperate, which means that he may not be able to break through to level 10 in his life.

Peng fan is sobbing with his knees. How strong he was, how fragile he is now.

Just then, a slight sound of footsteps came from the alley, and a strange sound came into his ears.

"Young man, do you want to be strong?"

With a smile on his face, Wang Jian said to the child in front of him.