Chapter 25: Choosing a College

Choosing a college is crucial.

Fang Ling thought about it and realized that he knew nothing.

After hearing about the recommendation letter, I decided to go to the dean's office for consultation.

The dean is a Soul Sect member, he must have returned from a big place.

The understanding of this information is not something that ordinary people can compare to.

He can definitely give the best advice.

"Knock knock." Fang Ling knocked on the door outside the dean's office.

"Come in." A familiar voice came from inside.

Fang Ling pushed the door open and walked in.

Because of his characteristic broken leg and the fact that he was an excellent student who was able to graduate early, the dean had some impression of him.

"I remember your name is... Fang Ling, Wuhun Scythe. Why are you here today?"

"Yes, I didn't expect that you still remembered my name, Dean. I came here today to ask you to recommend an intermediate soul master academy."

As soon as Fang Ling entered the door, he immediately stated his purpose.

The dean nodded in understanding, a faint smile appeared on his tough face, and he welcomed Fang Ling, the talented student who was able to graduate early.

Seeing that he was standing still, he pointed at the chair:

"Sit down and tell me your requirements. Intermediate Spirit Master Colleges are also different."

Fang Ling sat down and said,

"I need systematic teaching on the use of weapons and martial arts spirits and combat, and a large fighting spirit arena in the city where the academy is located or in a nearby city."

"Weapon spirits and combat instruction, as well as being near the Great Fighting Spirit Arena... Do you like fighting?"

"You don't consider anything else? You know, the intermediate colleges above Notting College are also eager to recruit talents."

Fang Ling affirmed: "These two requirements are indispensable, and nothing else will be considered."

"Oh, let me think about it." The dean stroked his beard.

It is rare to find a college that possesses both of these characteristics.

Generally speaking, in order to avoid too few people coming and difficulty in making money, large fighting arenas are opened in larger cities.

There are more soul masters in big cities, and people there are generally richer.

This is usually the location of the advanced soul master academy.

There are secondary colleges established in big cities.

However, there are fewer systematic teaching methods on the use of weapons and martial spirits and combat.

After pondering for a moment, a light flashed in the dean's mind, and he remembered a place: "War King Academy!"

This was what he saw during his journey around Tiandou.

"In the Kingdom of Silves, at the border of the Kingdom of Barak and the Kingdom of Haagen-Dazs, in the Vic Ice Front City, there is a War King Intermediate Soul Master Academy that has been in operation for 25 years."

"Weike Bingfeng City is next to a big city. Its characteristic is that its people are tough and brave. There is also a large fighting spirit arena in the city."

"I heard that business is booming."

"War King Academy places great emphasis on combat teaching, and I believe it can meet your requirements."

"It's just..." The dean hesitated.

"Just what?" Fang Ling asked puzzledly.

The dean explained,

"Although they both belong to Tiandou, it is different from the same province where students can directly enroll with a letter of recommendation. In the Kingdom of Silves, anyone who wants to enter this academy must undergo an entrance combat assessment."

"Many people take the exam, and the assessment is difficult, so many people are eliminated every year."

"Is it difficult? I'm not afraid of it!" Fang Ling's face was filled with a confident smile.

With the sickle and body skills, how could he be afraid of fighting?

It's better to say it's difficult.

Despite its difficulty, many people are rejected every year, which shows that it is really a good college.

Because only good colleges will have a constant stream of people going there.

A fake academy like Shrek that offers nothing but cultivation is just a special case. There is no other like it in the world of soul masters.

"Then Dean, would you like to take a look at that letter of recommendation?" Fang Ling's eyes gleamed with anticipation.

There is another very important thing to do when you come to the dean's office, and that is to get a letter of recommendation.

Maybe it can reduce the difficulty of admission to a certain extent.

Even if it's of no use, it can't be gone.

"Those who can graduate early are all top students. I can write it for you." The dean chuckled and took out a piece of paper from the drawer.

He quickly wrote a few lines, put it in an envelope, sealed it, and handed it to Fang Ling, blessing him:

"I hope you can become a powerful soul master in the future."

"Thank you, Dean. I wish you continued progress in your cultivation and advancement in the future." Fang Ling bowed, then happily took the certificate and left.

Fold the recommendation letter and put it together with the certificate issued by the Spirit Hall Angel Legion.

He felt a special sense of accomplishment.

The college's affairs have been largely resolved.

After finishing all the chores and saying goodbye to everyone you can say goodbye to, it's time to embark on a new journey.

…

The atmosphere in Dormitory 7 was very lively.

As a farewell banquet, there were many dishes and it was particularly sumptuous.

Fang Ling cooked a lot of dishes.

Everyone was eating with big mouthfuls, wishing they could empty their stomachs and fill them up.

In the end, Xiao Wu touched her round belly and fell slowly on the bed.

Other working students are no exception.

Tang San was better, but still felt a little full.

He asked Fang Ling.

"Are you leaving?"

"Ah, we're leaving soon."

Fang Ling felt somewhat emotional.

The good relationship with Tang San and Xiao Wu will probably end here.

No matter how good the relationship is, they will definitely become enemies in the future because of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone.

Then we will go to war.

Xiao Wu picked her teeth and said, "Have you chosen which intermediate spirit master academy to attend?"

"I've chosen it. It's in the Kingdom of Silvester, in Vick Ice Front City. It's called the War King Academy."

Fang Ling gave a brief introduction, and then asked in surprise: "You are almost level 20, aren't you ready to graduate yet?"

"We have to wait a few more years." Tang San said calmly.

Fang Ling tried to persuade them: "You should prepare for graduation as soon as possible."

"The junior college is just a transitional place. You won't learn much here. You are born with full soul power. Don't waste your talent here!"

"We have our own plans, so you don't need to worry about it."

Tang San sneered in his heart.

The teacher's wisdom is unparalleled. You are only at the eleventh level, how can you know it?

Fang Ling didn't say much after persuading him. He would talk about it properly when they met next time.

After packing his bag, he took a last look at Dormitory 7 where he had slept for three years before leaving.

"Tang San, Sister Xiao Wu, you must practice well and don't let me surpass you!"

"Haha, good luck to you then." Xiao Wu ate too much and her stomach hurt from laughing.

Tang San couldn't help laughing, his mind full of question marks: You, a first-level innate, want to surpass our innate full soul power?

It was really a fantasy!

Because of the huge difference in talent, even though they had a good relationship, they both thought so.

"Just wait and see, I will definitely catch up with and even surpass you!"

Fang Ling waved his fist and left with full of pride.

Xiao Wu and Tang San looked at Fang Ling's departing back, and unexpectedly felt an extremely great feeling, as if he could really achieve it.

But how is this possible?

It's just the innate level one. Do you still want to change your fate?

Under the master's guidance, the more Tang San understood this world, the more he understood the importance of talent.

This is the deep gap between ordinary soul masters and genius soul masters.

Fang Ling, the first level of innate, how difficult the soul master path is for him!

I'm afraid I'll never see him again.

This farewell should be a farewell forever.

Xiao Wu stared at Fang Ling's departure, and suddenly thought of a question: "Third brother, you asked before, what did your teacher say to you?"

Tang San was still lamenting that talent played tricks on him. After hearing what she said, he recalled: "Wait until we are in the sixth grade."

"By then, the teacher said he would recommend us to go to a very powerful monster academy."

"Monster Academy?"

"The teacher didn't tell me more, but he said it's a very powerful academy."

(End of this chapter)