Fourth Simulation!
The familiar sense of time and space changing came over me.
Everything in front of me quickly blurred and disappeared.
When Tang San "opened his eyes" again, he found that he was standing in an open bluestone square.
And at this moment he...
Tang San looked down at himself.
Wearing a simple white outfit, the placket and cuffs are embroidered with golden cloud patterns. He wears a sapphire token on his waist, with the word "Beichen" engraved on the front and a clear word "" on the back.
His body has obviously grown up, he is about fourteen years old.
Soul Power fluctuation...
Level 48 Soul Ancestor!
"Fourteen years old, level 48?"
Tang San was shocked.
This growth rate far exceeded his expectations!
"Third brother, what are you looking at?"
A brisk voice came from the side.
After hearing the sound, Tang San who was watching and Tang San in Simulation turned their heads at the same time.
But Xiao Wu was standing next to her. She looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old. She was wearing a pink dress, her bunny ears were dangling slightly, and she had a playful smile in her eyes.
"Nothing."
Simulation Tang San looked away, his voice clear and steady:
"I just feel that time flies so fast."
"Yeah."
A hearty laugh sounded.
The red-haired boy Ma Hongjun came over and patted Simulation Tang San on the shoulder:
"It's been eight years since we came to the Beichen Academy, right? At that time, I was still a little fat man who was tortured by Evil Fire."
Now Ma Hongjun has a well-proportioned figure, a head of red hair that shines like a flame in the sun, and eyes that are full of energy.
"Fat man, you are mentioning the past again."
A cold female voice came from the other side.
Zhu Zhuqing walked slowly over. She was dressed in purple, tall and tall, with a face as delicate as an ice sculpture and eyes as sharp as a blade.
"Aren't I just feeling emotional?"
Ma Hongjun chuckled.
Watching Tang San observed the surroundings.
The square is very open, hundreds of feet square, and the ground is paved with neat bluestone slabs, with dozens of stone pillars carved with cloud patterns standing on the edge.
There are many people gathered in the square, most of them between ten and twenty years old. Some are sparring with Spirit Skill, some are practicing cross-legged, and some are talking in groups.
Their clothes are uniform, mainly white, decorated with golden lines, but the numbers on the tokens around their waists are different.
The most striking thing is that the Soul Power fluctuations of these students are not weak.
The worst ones also have the Soul Grandmaster level. Soul Elder can be seen everywhere, and you can even see a few Soul Ancestor.
Beichen Academy?
Watching Tang San was shocked.
He glanced across the edge of the square and saw a majestic mountain gate. A huge plaque hung on the lintel with four large gilt characters -
Beichen Academy.
On both sides of the mountain gate, there is a line of vigorous small characters:
Zuo Shu: There is no distinction between teaching and preaching Beichen.
Book on the right: The fire is passed down from generation to generation, illuminating the mountains and rivers.
What a big spirit!
"Third brother, Rongrong and Oscar are here."
Xiao Wu pulled Simulation Tang San's sleeve.
Watch Tang San "turn his head".
I saw a short-haired girl and a boy walking side by side.
It was Ning Rongrong. She looked thirteen or fourteen years old at this time, with a beautiful face, a noble temperament and agility, and a cunning light flashed from time to time in her eyes.
The boy next to her was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face, a gentle smile on his lips, and clear eyes.
Oscar?
Onlookers Tang San recognized him immediately.
"Xiao San, long wait."
Oscar said hello with a smile and stood next to Simulation Tang San naturally.
"It didn't take long."
Simulation Tang San responded with a smile and a familiar tone:
"You two went to the Dan Hall to help again?"
"Yeah."
Ning Rongrong curled his lips:
"Teacher Fu said that my pharmacology homework this week was a bit perfunctory, so I was punished to go to the Dan Hall for three days."
She paused and laughed again:
"But it's okay, I stole some alchemy skills from you."
Watching Tang San listened to their conversation, he was even more confused.
Oscar and Ning Rongrong... why are they here?
And judging from how familiar they are with "themselves", it's obvious that they have been together for a long time.
"Xiao San."
A gentle voice came from behind.
Watching Tang San, he could feel Simulation Tang San's body shaking slightly and turned around immediately.
Fu Shiyan I don't know when I was standing on the edge of the square.
He looks to be in his mid-twenties, dressed in black clothes, with silver hair tied up with a simple jade hairpin. He has a handsome face and a gentle and profound temperament.
Compared with reality, he is more mature and more... majestic.
"Master."
Simulation Tang San stepped forward quickly and saluted respectfully.
"Hmm."
Fu Shiyan nodded and glanced at the people behind Simulation Tang San:
"Xiao Wu, Hongjun, Zhu Qing, Rongrong, Xiao Ao, are all here."
He paused:
"Follow me to the Council Hall. I have something important to explain."
"Yes."
Six people responded in unison.
Council Hall is located deep in the Academy and is a three-story sapphire pavilion.
Fu Shiyan led six people into the hall.
There are several people waiting in the hall.
Fu Ze was still dressed in black, standing aside silently.
There are also three unfamiliar middle-aged people, two men and one woman, with deep breaths and Soul Power fluctuations of at least Soul Douluo level.
"Sit."
Fu Shiyan sat down at the main seat.
Simulation Tang San Six people sit on both sides.
"I called you here today for the continent-wide high-level Soul Master Academy elite competition."
Fu Shiyan Get straight to the point:
"In three months, the competition will open at Heaven Dou City. I, Beichen Academy, will send two teams to participate."
He looked at Simulation Tang San:
"Xiao San, as the first sequence, you will lead the first team to fight."
Simulation Tang San looked serious:
"Disciple understands."
"The first team members are the six of you, plus the three sequences Mo Xuan, Qin Sheng, and Fang Fu."
Fu Shiyan continued:
"The second team is led by Dugu Yan, with Ye Lingling as the deputy, and the other eight people are selected from the elite Inner Academy."
Dugu Yan?
Ye Lingling?
Watching Tang San felt something in his heart.
He knows Dugu Yan, who is Ye Lingling...?
"Fu Zhi Elder."
Fu Shiyan looked at the middle-aged man with an elegant face on the left:
"In this competition, you will lead the team. Elder Baihua will accompany you secretly for protection."
"Yes, Palace Master."
Fu Zhi stood up and saluted with a gentle and powerful voice.
Watching Tang San can feel the vibration in Simulation Tang San's heart.
Fu Zhi Elder... Level 89 Soul Douluo!
And Elder Baihua is the Titled Douluo Fu Zhi with the title "Baihua"!
Led by two top players, this lineup...
"Palace Master."
The female elder sitting on the right spoke. She was about forty years old, with a gentle face but sharp eyes:
"About the second sequence..."
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became subtly stagnant for a moment.
Simulation Tang San glanced at Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously.
Zhu Zhuqing looked calm, but bystanders Tang San could feel that the fingers in her sleeves tightened slightly.
"Let's not talk about the second sequence for now."
Fu Shiyan's tone is calm, but there is no doubt:
"In this competition, a team has only one goal -"
He looked at the six Simulation Tang San:
"Champion."
"Beichen Academy was founded eight years ago. This is the first time it has officially appeared in front of all forces in mainland China."
"I want you to use your absolute strength to tell the entire continent-"
"Beichen, here we come."
After the words fell, there was silence in the hall.
Simulation Tang San took a deep breath, stood up, and knelt on one knee:
"Disciple Tang San will live up to Master's expectations!"