Chapter 18 The academy is out of money? Find a big dog owner! Reward: -year-old whale glue!
Tianshui College three days later.
Because of the emergence of the Universal Training Room, all students are working like crazy to earn credits, and all teachers are willing to convert all the gold soul coins into points.
Because their talents actually only limit themselves to this, but because of the existence of the training room, they see hope again.
They have the hope of breaking through to become Soul Emperor.
Tianshui College is located in the Far North City, far away from Tiandou City, so its faculty is actually far inferior to that of the other three colleges.
Thunder Academy has the support of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan behind it, so it has no shortage of resources.
The Shinfeng and Chihuo academies are also located in Tiandu City, and their teaching staff should not be underestimated.
As for the Tiandou Royal Academy, there is no need to mention it. It is the royal academy of the Tiandou Empire, a genuine aristocratic academy.
The three major teaching committee members are all at the Soul Douluo level, the deans are all Soul Sages, and most of the other teachers are at the Soul Emperor level.
There was a knock on Yang Potian’s office.
"Enter."
The door was pushed open, and Liu Yun walked into the office with evasive eyes.
Yang Potian was surprised to see the person coming.
"What's wrong, Dean Liu? Did another student make a mistake? Are you going to take the punishment for them again?"
"You wishful thinking, I'm just telling you that the subsidy funds are not enough."
Liu Yun's face was flushed and her chest was rising and falling slightly.
When she thought of the last self-criticism report, she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together.
"Oh? Not enough again?"
[Ding! It is detected that the college has insufficient funds. Now a system task is issued. Try every possible way to obtain gold soul coins. System reward: Ten thousand year whale glue! ]
[Taken from a 60,000-year-old Megalodon: Taking it can strengthen the body, strengthen muscles, and enhance the bearing capacity of bones and meridians. It can withstand spirit rings with longer ages. It is an extremely precious and tonic. ]
"I accepted this mission."
Yang Potian gladly accepted the task. It was not easy to obtain gold soul coins. He had done this several times.
"I know about this matter, and I will solve it."
"you"
Liu Yun looked at Yang Potian and hesitated to speak.
"What?" Yang Potian tilted his head slightly
"In recent years, the Spirit Hall has sent many powerful spirit masters to guard the branch halls. Be careful~" Liu Yun said with a worried look on his face.
She knew that Yang Potian would most likely go to the branches of the Spirit Hall to "borrow money".
"It's just a branch hall and a sub-hall. I can't take over the main hall and the sub-hall, so I can't take over the branch hall. Who says the Spirit Hall is so big and powerful?"
The levels of the Spirit Hall are divided from large to small: the Spirit Holy Hall, headed by the Platinum Bishop, the Spirit Main Hall, headed by the Black Cardinal, the Spirit Sub-Hall, headed by the Purple Cardinal, and the Spirit Branch Halls are headed by the senior white-robed deacons.
The platinum bishops are all Soul Douluo masters, the black bishops are Soul Sage masters, and the purple bishops are all Soul Emperor level.
Yang Potian is fully capable of challenging the four platinum bishops alone, but if he does so, the Pope's Palace will probably send out powerful Titled Douluo masters.
It would be fine if it wasn’t discovered. Once it was discovered, the Pozhi clan would be doomed.
Therefore, Yang Potian would not set his sights on the Wuhun Holy City in the capital.
Yang Potian left Tianshui College that afternoon.
How can this be possible when there are not enough subsidies and rewards?
At night, Yang Potian slowly came to the capital of the Kingdom of Osw, the gate of the Wuhun Sub-Hall in Osw City.
Two fully armed soldiers in armor stopped Yang Potian at the door.
"Stop, this is the Wuhun Palace's sub-hall!"
The two soldiers glanced at Yang Potian arrogantly.
This is the capital of a kingdom after all, and it is also the Wuhun Sub-Hall, in charge of more than ten branch halls below. Not everyone can come here. Even the king of the Osway Kingdom has no weight in their eyes.
"Hehe~" Yang Potian's mouth curled up slightly. He didn't come here to discuss things.
Yang Potian's figure flashed and appeared in front of the two men in an instant. The next moment, he grabbed the two men's necks with a pair of big hands and lifted them high in the air. With the force of his palms, the armor on the two men's necks was easily crushed.
The broken pieces of armor pierced into the necks of the two men, bright red blood slowly flowed out, and the light in their eyes slowly dissipated.
"You uh."
"what"
The two men's weak legs swung in the air, and eventually they lost their breath, without even making a sound.
They are just two level 30 Soul Master watchdogs.
This scene happened to be seen by a beautiful woman. The woman was about to scream but found that Yang Potian had turned his head to look at her.
"Hush~" Yang Potian's eyes flashed with golden light, and the mental shock was activated instantly.
"Ah~!"
The woman's eyes lost color and she fell to the ground.
Unfortunately, the woman who did the bad thing still screamed.
"Women are troublesome. They are not as patient as Liu Yun."
Yang Potian stretched out his hand and the Soul-Breaking Spear appeared in his hand. Eight circles of soul rings slowly spread out until the last circle of scarlet soul rings appeared, illuminating the dim road.
The moment the soul power fluctuation appeared, the purple-robed leader and the red-robed deputy leader in the Wuhun sub-hall sensed this huge soul power fluctuation at the same time.
The next moment, soul masters rushed out of the Wuhun sub-hall, and soldiers from the Wuhun Hall ran over from the surrounding area.
"Who dares to break into my martial soul? Damn it!!!"
"One hundred thousand year soul ring."
"Fourth ring lasts ten thousand years. Eighth ring lasts a hundred thousand years."
"Your Majesty."
The impact of the hundred thousand year soul ring was so great that everyone forgot to breathe. Although Yang Potian was an eight-ring soul douluo, the purple cardinal and the red cardinal still called out his honorific title of His Majesty.
Brutal and terrifying soul power emanated from the hundred thousand year soul ring, and the air was shaking and tearing apart.
"It's you!! Yang Potian!" Suddenly, a red cardinal behind the purple cardinal stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Potian tremblingly.
Looking over, Yang Potian smiled.
"The continent is still too small. I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance." Yang Potian's expression suddenly became cold, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be hidden.
The cardinal's name is Sahas, the third son of Platinum Bishop Saras.
At that time, Platinum Bishop Salas led the ten cardinals to besiege him, and he has been holding a grudge against him for a long time.
Sarath can't move now, but there's nothing wrong with charging some interest.
Sahas was feeling uneasy at the moment, with a strong sense of crisis coming over him.
"Yang Potian was a misunderstanding at first. We recognized the wrong person. We were chasing after the Immovable King Zhao Wuji. Who knew we would meet you? This is a misunderstanding!" Sahas rolled his eyes and explained hurriedly.
At this moment, he thought that Yang Potian had discovered his location and was seeking revenge on him.
I only have three days left to complete this garrison mission. If you had come three days later, I would have already returned to the Holy Spirit City, damn Yang Potian.
"Misunderstand!?"
"Zhao Wuji's martial spirit is a bear, and I have a weapon martial spirit. Are you blind?"
"First soul skill! The spear shoots out like a dragon!"
Yang Potian activated his first soul skill without any hesitation. Talking too much nonsense might lead to accidents.
(End of this chapter)