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As the only Spirit Master Academy in Nuoding City, Nuoding Academy is quite magnificent.

    The gate of the Academy is more than 20 meters long and more than ten meters high. It is arched and made of hard rocks. It's two doors are made of fine iron. When Chen Feng and the rest came to the gate, they were stopped by the young man guarding the door, who said arrogantly: "What's a country bumpkin like you doing here?"

    Old Jack quickly took out the certificate issued to them by Spirit Hall, and said, "This little brother, we are from Saint Spirit Village, and these two children are work-study students we sent this year. "

The young man took a look at the certificate and knew that it was real, but the person who came to send drop off the new students was a little bit more interesting. Village Chief Jack didn't know the unspoken rules, which made him very upset.

    "Hmph. How can country bumpkin's lie you have any Spirit Masters? Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass, innate full of Spirit Power is obviouslyfake." The youth deliberately made things difficult.

    "Saint Spirit Village, more like beggar village."

"What are you talking about?" "Village Chief Jack was angered by the youngster's words. The three words of Saint Spirit Village has always been the pride of Village Chief Jack's heart, and no one is allowed to blaspheme it.

    "What? Not convinced, you are dressed in tattered clothes, I don't think even you are as good as beggers. Our Nuoding Academy is not a shelter for you lot. Get out!" The youth stated.

    "Apologise to Grandpa Jack, otherwise don't blame me for being impolite." Chen Feng stepped forward, the Black Iron Staff in his hand hit the ground and the bluestone bricks on the ground were cracked from the force and weight of the weapon.

    The young man felt his scalp become numb. How could a six-year-old child have such great strength? If this staff hit him, he might be crippled directly.

    "I'll tell you again, don't mess around. This is Nuoding Academy, not your presumptuous place." The young man said, but his tone was obviously not as strong and loud as before.

    "Apologise." Chen Feng glared coldly and the young man shuddered with fright.

    "Xiao Feng, forget it." Jack stopped Chen Feng. He didn't want to cause trouble. He held a calm attitude, so that he would not cause trouble.

    "What happened?" At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice sounded.

    A middle-aged man in his fifties, of medium build, short black hair, and his hands behind his back, giving the same feeling as an ascetic monk appeared.

    "Grandmaster, you are here." The young man immediately looked flattering after seeing the person clearly.

    The Grandmaster hardly looked at the youngster, and walked directly to the village chief Jack, and said: "Old Sir, can you show me the proof from the Spirit Hall?"

    From the youth's attitude, the Grandmaster's status in the academy isn't low. Village Chief Jack immediately handed over the proof from the Spirit Hall.

The master looked at the proof of the Spirit Hall, his gaze shifted to Tang San again, as if he could see through Tang San, and said, "The certificate is real. I apologise to you for what happened just now, you can leave these two children to me."

    "Right!" Village Chief Jack quickly agreed.