There was only one dormitory building and it was easy to find. The students and teachers of the academy all lived here. Just as old Jack had said, there were very few people who could become Spirit Masters, especially in Nuoding, a remote city. There weren't many students and teachers in the academy, and a single dormitory building was enough to support them.
There were only seven dormitories for the students. Because the primary Spirit Master academy students were all relatively young, in order to better manage them, every grade's students lived in one large dormitory. And Nuoding Primary Spirit Master Academy's students of each grade were also no more than forty people.
The lower three floors of the dormitory building housed seven large dormitories for the students. Each dormitory had a teacher in charge.
Dormitory 7 was a special existence among the seven student dormitories. Its conditions were also the worst. It was a place specifically for working students to live. After all, the academy wasn't a charity. Although the tuition fees for working students were reduced, the treatment wouldn't be as good as that of ordinary students.
Dormitory 7 was also the only dormitory with mixed ages. Regardless of age, all working students lived here.
Tang San had just walked to the door of the seventh house when he heard a noise coming from inside. The door was open, and he walked to the door to look inside.
It was a spacious room with an area of nearly 300 square meters. There were a total of 50 beds in the room, but only 11 beds had bedding. At this moment, there were seven to eight children between the ages of eight to twelve making a ruckus.
Tang San knocked on the door, and the talking children's gazes immediately turned in his direction. One of the older children saw Tang San dressed in patched clothes, and walked towards him.
This child was nearly a head taller than Tang San, and his stature was already considered rather burly for his age. Walking up to Tang San, he looked at him and said: "A new working student?"
"Hello, I'm a working student from Holy Spirit Village.”
"My name is Wang Sheng, my martial soul is Zhan Hu, a future battle soul master. You're also the boss here. Kid, what's your name? What is a Martial Soul?"
"I'm called Tang San, my spirit is Blue Silver Grass.”
"Blue Silver Grass? Since when could he cultivate Bluesilver Grass?”Wang Sheng put on an extremely surprised look, and most of the children in the dormitory burst into laughter, looking at Tang San with the same expression as looking at an idiot.
Tang San still had a smile on his face,”
"Little Third, I'm the boss here, in the future you have to listen to me, understand?”
The smile on Tang San's face gradually disappeared,”He didn't care if the elders called him Little Three or if they called him out of goodwill. However, this so-called boss in front of him was clearly trying to show him his might.
Wang Sheng raised his hand and pushed Tang San's shoulder, pushing him back a few steps, Are you not convinced?"
Tang San smiled, lightly shaking his head, putting the school uniform in his hand on a bed next to him. Just as Wang Sheng was somewhat puzzled as to what he was doing, suddenly, he discovered that Tang San in front of him had disappeared.
The other students clearly saw Tang San take an extremely fast step, unexpectedly already arriving behind Wang Sheng. Without turning his head, his right arm curled, elbow hitting Wang Sheng's waist, at the same time, his right foot also just happened to remain in front of Wang Sheng's right foot.
Wang Sheng didn't even have time to react, his whole person had already fallen out, stumbling out of the dormitory door. Fortunately, his lower body strength was not bad, he didn't fall down, otherwise it would be a dog eat shit ending.
"Brat, you dare to hit me?" Wang Sheng was furious, turning around, pouncing towards Tang San.
Tang San only hoped that he wouldn't encounter too much trouble in his future academy life, at least not be disturbed by normal life. Therefore, he firmly believed that he should teach this 'boss' a lesson. This was the so-called killing the chicken to warn the monkeys.
Seeing Wang Sheng pounce, a punch aimed at his chest, Tang San didn't retreat but instead advanced, taking a step forward to meet Wang Sheng. He stepped right in front of Wang Sheng. At the same time, his left hand guided and his right hand waved. He completed a simple yet effective action.
Wang Sheng only felt that his right fist seemed to be pulled by a special force, unexpectedly changing direction. At the same time a great force came from Tang San's right hand, and his feet just happened to trip, his body immediately flying out once again. This time, the balance was not so easy to grasp.
The simple movements of Tang San's hands already used Tang Sect's secret art Controlling Crane Catching Dragon, borrowing Wang Sheng's own strength, plus his own strength, Wang Sheng immediately threw up on a bed with a thud.
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