It is the responsibility of every class teacher to stop these energetic things at night, unable to control their children's sleep, and help them cover them and take care of them.

Of course, there will be special people to change the wet bed sheets.

Perhaps today, because of the tiring practice during the day, when Tang Liuji arrived at his student dormitory, most of these energetic children were already asleep.

But what surprised him was that there was still one child who was very diligent in practicing during the day - Zhang Lan.

During the day, he remembered this child. After all, he was the only child who practiced seriously throughout the day without being chaotic, speaking in a low voice, crying, or sleeping.

This little guy left a good impression on Tang Liuji.

Tang Liuji looked at the little guy in front of him who was shocked by him and had a good sense of his feelings.

He felt that this little guy would definitely become a powerful soul master, and his future achievements would be at least the soul king.

Such efforts, coupled with such a good talent as Level 6 soul power, would definitely become a powerful soul master. If he had worked so hard back then, he would not be just a soul master now.

"But it's not too late to practice. You have to continue practicing tomorrow. Go to bed first, nourish your spirits, and continue to contact you tomorrow."

Tang Liuji said softly to Zhang Lan.

After teaching children over the past few years, Tang Liuji has also developed the feeling of coaxing them to children.

Zhang Lan nodded gently, "Yes."

Tang Liuji helped Zhang Lan cover her quilt.

"Okay, good night."

After saying that, he turned off the soul lamp and walked out of the dormitory.

After Tang Liuji left, Zhang Lan couldn't help but sit up and continued to feel the soul power in her body.

This strange feeling is indescribable.

And outside the door, after feeling the fluctuation of the soul power inside, Tang Liuji shook his head.

"Forget it, let's make you happy tonight."

......

The next day, Zhang Lan felt the movement around him, rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed.

Teacher Tang Liuji came to wake them up.

I practiced very late yesterday, so Zhang Lan was a little tired, but she was still acceptable.

After all, in his previous life, he often stayed up until three or four o'clock and still got up early the next day.

I got up and washed up, went to the first floor of the cafeteria to have breakfast, then returned to the classroom and continued to practice.

The time of practice passes quickly.

At lunch, Zhang Lan met the legendary master.

While he was having a meal, he suddenly heard someone calling, Master.

Then he turned around and saw a teacher greeting a middle-aged man at the stairs.

Zhang Lan can be sure that he is Tang San’s master, Douluo Continent’s strong-mouthed king - the master.

After seeing the master, Zhang Lan was a little excited and quickly finished the meal, then sat in a seat and waited.

Now the master is also eating, so it is not good to disturb him rashly when he is eating.

The master ate very elegantly and chewed slowly, but strangely, the speed of eating was not slow. Zhang Lan did not wait long, so the master finished eating, and then walked out of the cafeteria slowly with his hands on his back.

Zhang Lan followed silently.

Zhang Lan did not answer, he was thinking about how to talk to the master.

After a while, in the quiet aisle, the master stopped.

"Little kid, you followed me all the way. Is there anything wrong?"

Zhang Lan paused for a moment, then asked hesitantly: "Are you Master Yu Xiaogang?"

When Yu Xiaogang heard Zhang Lan's words, he turned around in surprise.

He has never revealed his name here, and most of the people here only know that he is called Master.

And very few people know that his name is Xiaogang.

But no one knows his surname is Yu.

"Who told you the name Yu Xiaogang?"

He turned around and looked at Zhang Lan and asked.

Zhang Lan: "..."

Zhang Lan looked at Yu Xiaogang's eyes and did not answer.

Yu Xiaogang stood there and looked at him quietly without forcing him.

After a while, Zhang Lan couldn't help but said to Yu Xiaogang: "I want to become stronger, I want to become a powerful Douluo, so, can you teach me to be my master?"

Yu Xiaogang narrowed his eyes, Flander, Bibidong, and Liu Erlong were flying through his mind quickly. He did not answer immediately, but asked, "Who asked you to come? Why did you want to worship me as your teacher?"

"No one asked me to come. I think Master, you are an excellent teacher, so I want to worship you as your teacher."

"Yeah?"

Yu Xiaogang touched his chin and thought for a while, then walked to Zhang Lan.

"Then let your martial soul come out first."

Buzz ~

With a soft moan, a deep and shiny gem emerged from Zhang Lan's hand.

At the same time, he introduced himself: "My martial soul - the star gem."

Yu Xiaogang felt excited when he looked at this martial soul that he had never seen or heard of.

He looked at Zhang Lan's martial soul, and just looking at his appearance, he could feel that extraordinary feeling.

"Is it the auxiliary martial soul?"

Yu Xiaogang asked staring at Zhang Lan's martial soul.

Zhang Lan nodded in surprise.

"What level of soul power is innate?"

"Class 6."

"Hmm? It's a little lower than expected."

"Feel sorry."

The master waved his hand, "No need to apologize."

Then the master asked again: "I'll ask, where is your home and what are the conditions at home?"

"The family in Diqiu Village outside Notting City is just ordinary."

Hearing Zhang Lan’s reply, the master whispered to himself, "Well, do you understand, does the innate soul power weakened by malnutrition in your youth?"

"What?" Zhang Lan didn't hear clearly and was a little confused.

The master waved his hand and said, "Nothing."

Zhang Lan looked at the master with some anticipation.

"Then, can you accept me as a student?"

"If you can cultivate to level 10 soul power for two months, I will agree."

Zhang Lan's eyes lit up and she said excitedly: "Okay!"

Then he turned around and ran to the classroom, and he was going to continue practicing.

The master looked at Zhang Lan's back.

Constant thoughts in my heart.

"Flander? No, neither he nor Erlong should know that I am here, so the master turned around and looked east, where is the direction of Notting City's Wuhun Hall.

Bibi Dong? Is it you? With the power of the Wuhun Hall, it is really easy to find me... "

The master looked at the sky in place, stood there for a while, then clenched his fists.

The master whispered to himself: "Forget it, no matter who or what force it is, it finally recognizes my reasoning and theory. If you recognize me, so what if I hand over what I have learned in this life to you!!"

Zhang Lan, who was running back to the classroom quickly, sat in her own position and started practicing again.

He must be faster and become stronger faster. Only in this way can he take revenge and let the anger and pain in his heart be emitted.

Only in this way can he feel that his parents and sisters' spirits in heaven can rest in peace.
Chapter completed!