: Nineteen. Dogs look low

　　 After a half-time, the carriage started again.
　　 Less than an hour, I have seen the city walls in the distance.
　　Compared to the small village of Holy Soul Village, although Notting City is not a famous big city, but because it is very close to the border of the Tiandou Empire, in order to prevent the invasion of the enemy, the city walls are built high and thick.
　　The three Yang Ming and the passers-by passed the inspection and entered the city of Nottingham.
A road with four horses wide side by side, bluestone floor laying on the ground, commercial prosperity on both sides, various shops lined up, the peddling of merchants one after another, the road is crowded with people, you can see businessmen from north to south, and A woman dressed in an avant-garde burst into the air with a lively and bustling atmosphere.
　　 Yang Ming came to Notting City for the first time, and it felt very fresh to see everything.
　　Pedestrians walked all the way. Soon, far away, Yang Ming had seen a tall arch.
The arch is 20 meters wide and 10 meters high. They are all repaired from hard rock. There are two iron gates underneath. They are black and dark. Yang Ming can see at a glance that it was made of fine iron. Made.
　　Through the iron fence, you can see the winding path inside, a big road leading directly to the inside, and there are tall trees on both sides.
　　 In the middle of the arch, there are four large characters.
　　Notting College.
　　Just from the gate of the academy, you can see how important the profession of Soul Master is in Douluo Mainland. This is just a junior Soul Master Academy.
　　 Douro mainland, respect the strong.
　　As long as you become a Soul Master, it means embarking on the path to becoming a strong man.
　　 This is no wonder, the Soul Master is popular among the people on the mainland.
　　 Old Jack came to the door with Yang Ming and Tang San, and was about to enter the door, but was blocked by the porter.
　　 Old Jack was dressed in plain clothes, and he was a carriageman all the way. He was stained with a layer of dust and looked a little sloppy. He looked like a refugee who had fled the country.
　　 The concierge is a young man, wearing an ordinary guard's uniform, but there was a slight contempt between Meiyu and the contempt from the city people facing the countrymen.
　　 "Some of you countrymen, stop for me!"
　　 The porter lifted his chin slightly, rubbed his thumb with his middle finger, and secretly motioned for old Jack to ask him to give money.
　　As the saying goes, the king is so irritating, the imp is hard to get around.
　　 Old Jack didn’t come to Notting City very often. Where did he know that the guards wanted to charge tips, ignoring the porter’s small movements, a smile on the old man’s face.
　　 "This little brother, do you have any misunderstandings? These two children are working students from our village this year. Please don't embarrass us, let us go in."
　　 Seeing that old Jack did not know each other, the porter's face was not very good-looking at the moment, with a cold face at the moment, pointing to Yang Ming and Tang San, Yin and Yang strange airway:
"Just these two little country gangsters are also worthy of our Junior Soul Master Academy? What do you think of this place? Our Junior Soul Master Academy is a sacred college, not a kennel for you dead gangsters! I advise you, from Go back wherever you come!"
　　The guard's words are very polite and quite harsh.
　　 Old Jack was trembling with rage, and the old face covered with ravines and textures was full of red, and he said angrily:
　　 "Little brother, if we say that, we will go too far. My grandchildren and three children are geniuses who awaken martial spirits and are full of soul power!"
"Congenitally full of soul? Is it just two out of it?" The porter sneered, and I read less, don't lie to me, pointing at Yang Ming and Tang three big laughs: "I worked in the college for four years The concierge has never heard of a student with innate soul power. If these two little are genius with innate soul power, then I am the master of Soul Saint and Contra! Hahaha !"
　　Finally, the porter pulled the voice of the old duck and laughed rampantly.
　　Looking at the porter's so arrogant, Tang Sandu has secretly prepared a hidden weapon, and he wants to send a shot to give this porter a nice look.
　　 Yang Ming pressed Tang San with one hand to prevent him from making crazy moves.
　　 After all, this is Notting City, and there are many masters. If someone is seen to kill him, I am afraid it will cause trouble.
　　 However, this does not mean that Yang Ming will be a good old man and let anyone bully!
　　Yang Ming stepped out, the apparently low figure, full of momentum, suddenly gave the porter an illusion, as if in front of him was not a little fart boy, but a wolf, a wolf from the grassland, who would eat people!
　　Yang Minggang killed dozens of thieves, and his body was wrapped with murderous insensitivity that was invisible to the naked eye, straight as a needle.
　　 The porter is just an ordinary person. Let him bully the young and bully the old with the young. That would be okay, but if he were to deal with the fierce and fierce bandits, he would not dare to weigh him a hundred guts!
　　Due to the murderous influence of Yang Ming, the concierge stepped back and forth a few steps.
　　 The result was too fast, and accidentally stumbled under one foot, but fell down on the ground.
The porter was stunned first, and then reacted, feeling that he was forced to fall to the ground by a little fart boy, very faceless, angrily angry, and suddenly stood together, raised his right hand, bulging his strength, and slapped towards Yang Ming's face. Shoot up.
　　 Yang Ming stretched out his hand, led one by one, controlled the crane to catch the dragon, and the five fingers of his right hand hooked toward the inside~EbookFREE.me~ Jackie Chan's claw-shaped, grabbed the doorman's wrist instead.
　　 The concierge only felt a flicker of his eyes, and his hand was grabbed by Yang Ming. He couldn't help but feel terrified in his heart and wanted to break free.
But Yang Ming tempered his body from an early age, and the mysterious red fruit given by Old Jack cultivated his strength. His strength is not inferior to that of an adult. His five fingers are like iron hoops to firmly control the wrist of the porter, even if the other party has blushed. , Just let go, even pinched his wrist bleeding.
　　 faced the horrified glance of the porter, Yang Ming's face was indifferent. Dealing with the porter was like dealing with a wild dog who didn't know the so-called.
　　 "Now, can we put us in?"
　　The chest in the porter was ups and downs and was bullied by a little fart boy.
　　 However, it seems that he can't do anything about it.
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　　 The concierge's eyes lit up and thought of a shady way, sneered, saying:
　　 "Want to go in? Yes. Take out the certificate issued by the Wuhun Temple!"
　　The last time Cao Mengyun went to Shenghun Village to preside over the awakening ceremony. Although the process was a little unpleasant, he still issued a certificate to Yang Ming and Tang San.
　　 Old Jack quickly took out two certificates from the package and handed it to the porter, saying:
　　 "Hey, here you are."
　　 The porter glanced at random, with a sneer, said:
　　 "This town man named Tang San, Wu Hun is actually blue silver grass? Ha ha, this is still full of soul power? I see, you two proofs are all forged by you, stinky old man!"
　　 said, the porter drove the old Jack away, and his mouth was not forgiving, saying:
　　 "Only you dead and poor ghosts from the country, want to come to our Notting City to develop, dream!"
　　 (This book has been signed, is there a reward)