Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

Wang Teng said nonchalantly that he was only giving his father these instructions because of Tang San's request.

"That's true."

After Wang Wu finished speaking, he said no more and continued to concentrate on driving the carriage.

The father and son sat silently on the oxcart, moving forward.

After walking for about half an hour, the two finally arrived in Nottingham.

This wasn't Wang Teng's first time in the city. He had come several times before with his father, each time to sell mountain products and furs.

But today is different.

Looking at the not-so-tall city gate in front of him, Wang Teng's heart swelled slightly.

"I've finally become a Soul Master."

"No matter what the future holds, at least for now, I've crossed a social class."

As Wang Teng thought to himself, he turned to look at some families with children at the city gate.

Those children were about the same age as Wang Teng, and they must have been young soul masters who had awakened their innate soul power this year.

The father and son drove their oxcart through the city gate guards for inspection before entering Nottingham.

"drive!"

Father Wang Wu lightly slapped the old ox.

The old ox swished its tail indifferently and continued to stroll forward at a leisurely pace, slowly making its way through the city streets.

Before long, they arrived at the gate of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

"Xiao Teng, go ahead."

"When this semester ends, you'll go home with your brother."

"However, it will be very cold then, and I may have to go hunting in the mountains, so I may not have time to come and pick you up."

As Wang Wu took his luggage out of the carriage, he gave Wang Teng his final instructions.

"Okay, Dad, don't worry."

“Nottingham isn’t far from the village, so my brother and I will go back together.”

Wang Teng took the two packages and responded softly.

After saying that, Wang Teng turned and walked towards the tall archway in front of him.

Although Notting City Soul Master Academy was only a primary academy, it was the most magnificent and imposing building Wang Teng had ever seen.

Take the school gate in front of us, for example. It is a giant archway that is more than 20 meters wide and more than 10 meters high.

The words "Notting College" are engraved in the center of the archway.

The entire gate was made of dark, solid rock, with two heavy iron doors at the bottom.

On one side of the iron gate stood a young guard.

"Huh, I can't see Tang San?"

Wang Teng looked around.

At this moment, there was no one else at the academy gate except for the father, son, and the guards.

"I guess Tang San hasn't arrived yet."

"It's a pity I missed the scene where Tang San clashed with the gatekeeper... That was a famous scene from the early stages of Douluo Continent."

Chapter 11 Memorable Scenes

“‘You have already found a way to die,’ haha, thinking about it now, it’s actually a bit of a pity.”

Wang Teng muttered to himself, feeling a little regretful for missing such a classic moment.

Just then, the guards at the academy gate also noticed Wang Teng and his son.

He then stepped out of the gatehouse, head slightly raised, his tone carrying a hint of arrogance: "Who are you? This is the Soul Master Academy; ordinary people can't just come in like this."

"I am a freshman at Notting College, and I am here to register today."

Wang Teng already knew about the conflict between Tang San and the gatekeepers in the original novel, and he was also aware that these guards often put on airs towards ordinary people.

Not wanting to cause any more trouble, he directly revealed his identity.

At the same time, to avoid trouble, Wang Teng extended his right hand, palm up, and channeled his soul power to release his martial soul.

A silver-white metal top appeared in his hand.

The next second, the top began to spin at high speed, making a hissing sound as it rubbed against the air.

In addition, Wang Teng took out the certificate issued by the Spirit Hall from his pocket with his left hand and displayed it in front of the guard.

"A spinning top? It's just a kid's toy..."

The guard caught a glimpse of the martial spirit in Wang Teng's hand and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

But then he saw the Spirit Hall certificate in Wang Teng's left hand.

The young guard immediately dropped his arrogant demeanor, bowed his head, and said respectfully, "Greetings, Soul Master. I was merely fulfilling my duty."

"Please, please come in—"

As he spoke, he bent down and gestured for Wang Teng to enter the academy.

"I still prefer your initial rebellious side. Try to come back to that!"

Wang Teng walked up to the guard, paused for a moment, and said casually.

"..."

The guard laughed awkwardly.

After that, Wang Teng didn't say anything more, but walked past the guards and headed towards the main gate.

"Dad, you can go back now, I'm going in."

Wang Teng stepped through the school gate and turned to say goodbye to his father.

"Ah."

Wang Wu didn't say much, but simply raised his right hand high, waved it, and then nodded heavily.

The father and son were separated from then on.

Wang Wu drove the oxcart away slowly, while Wang Teng picked up his luggage and strode into Notting College.

Upon entering Notting College, one sees a wide main road leading straight into the depths.

Tall, lush trees stand on both sides of the road, their canopies intertwining to cast patches of cool, green shade.

Wang Teng hadn't walked far when he saw a large, conspicuous wooden plank on the tree trunk to his right.

The wooden board depicts an internal map of Nottingham College, clearly marking the locations of all buildings and outlining the registration process for new students.

"A junior college, but it's organized quite well."

Wang Teng carefully examined the map, memorized the main routes and procedures, and thought to himself.

After noting down the information, he carried his luggage and continued walking inside.

Before long, we arrived at a road corner.

Just as he was about to turn the corner, his gaze was drawn to the scene ahead.

A familiar face was standing not far from the corner.

"Tang San?"

Wang Teng was somewhat surprised.

Wang Teng hadn't seen him at the school gate before and thought Tang San hadn't arrived yet, but he didn't expect him to have already come in.

At this moment, Tang San was facing a middle-aged man.

The man was of medium build, slightly thin, and looked to be around forty or fifty years old.

"Could this person be Yu Xiaogang? Is the story of Tang San becoming a disciple of someone else unfolding right now?"

Wang Teng's mind raced, and he immediately recalled the scene in the original novel where Tang San and Grandmaster first met.

He quickly focused his attention on observing.

The person standing opposite Tang San had short black hair and a very ordinary appearance.

However, the man had his hands behind his back, yet he exuded a unique aura.

The man's eyes, opening and closing, subtly revealed a hint of laziness and dejection.

"His mouth is a bit big, his lips are thick, and his facial muscles look a bit stiff, which is very similar to Tang Hao's sense of decadence... It should be Yu Xiaogang."

Wang Teng carefully examined the person's face and expression, and confirmed it in his mind.

At this moment, Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were about two or three meters apart.

Tang San's body was slightly turned to the side of Yu Xiaogang. The posture seemed ordinary, but Wang Teng noticed that it was actually a posture that allowed him to exert force at any time and contained a sense of vigilance.

Yu Xiaogang seemed to be too emotional to notice this.

"As expected of a disciple of the Tang Sect, putting aside everything else, Tang San is truly unparalleled in combat."

Looking at Tang San's posture, Wang Teng nodded in approval in his heart.

In addition, Wang Teng also noticed that Tang San's right hand was behind his back, with the cuff slightly bulging.

"He's probably holding a hidden weapon... This guy is always ready to kill."

"However, even if Tang San succeeds, does he think he can escape?"

Seeing this, Wang Teng shook his head inwardly again.

"Tang San was a pretty good person in the first part, but he had a tendency to be impulsive."

Under Wang Teng's gaze, Yu Xiaogang said something else.

Immediately afterwards, Tang San suddenly bent his knees and knelt down in front of Yu Xiaogang, respectfully kowtowing three times.