Douluo: Being spoiled by Big Brother Tang San

Chapter 52 Training to make money

Flender's eyes lit up, "A month-long closed training?"

Tang Jiulu nodded, "Yes, one month is enough for the teacher to figure out the potential and perseverance of these students."

"However, if one month of training in the academy is free, Shrek Academy may..."

Oscar glanced at the surrounding environment, and said the most difficult words for Dean Flender.

"No," Tang Jiulu said with a smile, "Not only will this closed training not lose money, but it can increase the training resources of regular students of Shrek Academy."

Tang Jiulu's words brightened the eyes of everyone present.

At some point, several other teachers had gathered around.

When they came, they just heard the words "closed training for one month".

Tang Jiulu expressed his thoughts.

"Those who pass can be specially approved to enter Shrek Academy as probationary students."

"For the closed training, everyone needs to pay 100 gold soul coins for education."

"The tuition fee for trial students is 10 times the normal enrollment tuition fee of Shrek Academy."

The more Tang Jiulu said, the brighter the eyes of the teachers around him became.

"The tuition fee for formal students only needs 50 gold soul coins a year. After all, the college doesn't charge money."

Tang Jiulu explained, "When you reach the realm of a great soul master, you can get 10 gold soul coins for a month's subsidy, and you can get 50 of them."

"The probationary students are for Shrek Academy to give a chance to other students who did not have time to sign up, and whose qualifications did not meet the requirements of the academy at the beginning."

"Let them enter the academy through their own efforts and perseverance!"

"So the tuition and miscellaneous fees will be 10 times more expensive, which is 500 gold soul coins."

Flender counted a little with his fingers, his eyes almost bursting out.

"But, if this is the case, will anyone sign up?" A teacher asked suspiciously.

Tang Jiulu smiled, "Why not, you are soul emperor level existences, such a teacher teaches, no matter how much money you spend, everyone is willing!"

"Moreover, students who have passed the one-month military training will basically not be rebellious, not diligent, or have poor perseverance."

"Oh? Are you so sure?" Flender pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Tang Jiulu raised his face, "Yeah!"

A gleam flashed in Flender's eyes, master, master, it seems that even if you didn't come, you were still worried about my brother.

Not only did he send two disciples here on purpose, but he also asked the disciple to reveal the policy of improving the academy in a disguised form.

First, it was because he was afraid that his disciple would not be able to enter the academy because of the auxiliary department.

Second, I'm afraid I want to take care of this disciple myself, right?

Tears welled up in the corners of Flender's eyes again, and he wiped them with a handkerchief, "Okay, then let's do this."

"This time, the fourth level will still follow the original standard. A notice will be posted tomorrow."

"Our Shrek Academy is expanding its enrollment for the second time."

"And I, the teacher team headed by the 78-level Sensitive Kung Fu Department War Soul Saint, will train them for a month."

"Those who pass can become probationary students of our Shrek Academy."

"By the way, the little guys you passed today have to go out and put up notices for me."

Flender dropped those words with a smile, and disappeared in place in an instant.

It didn't disappear, but his speed was extremely fast, a pair of wings suddenly appeared behind him, and then disappeared.

Tang Jiulu didn't see clearly, but Tang San did, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

In the middle of the playground, the students who had listened to all the conversations clenched their fists.

"I must pass today's test!"

"If you go to sign up for trial students again, you will be ashamed!"

"If you really don't pass, will you still sign up?"

"Nonsense, the 78th-level Battle Soul Saint is a teacher, no idiot will come!"

When the teachers around heard the excited conversation of those students, there was a smile on their faces.

A big teacher with bulging muscles was the first to speak, "Hey, why didn't I come to the fourth level? It turned out that the dean stopped me to chat here."

"Did any of you come directly to the fourth level?"

Dai Mubai immediately stepped forward, pointing at Tang San and the others, "Yes, Teacher Zhao, they are."

The teacher looked at Tang San and they all nodded, "Well, my name is Zhao Wuji, you all come with me."

The students standing behind looked at Tang San and the others enviously, but they clenched their hands tightly.

The girl in the long green dress had been silent all this time, watching as if she was watching a play, but now she suddenly screamed.

"I remembered, Zao Wou-ki? Is it Fudo Ming Wang Zao Wou-ki?"

"It is said that he has been missing on the mainland for ten years, but he did not expect to be a teacher at Shrek Academy. It is said that he escaped from the siege of sixteen soul masters above level [-]."

"And, at that time, he was only level [-]."

The girl in the green dress covered her mouth, "My God, isn't he even stronger now?!"

Zao Wou-ki walked in the front and did not speak.

Dai Mubai took the conversation, "Ms. Zhao is now level 76, second only to our dean."

Their voices were not low, and the group of students in the center of the square not far away gasped again.

At the same time, their eyes brightened.

Shrek Academy, they must come!

Zhao Wou-ki hooked his mouth and didn't speak, but just led them to the open space next to him.

"Okay, let's go here, hurry up, if you wait for the next batch of students, it's not good to see you in such a mess."

Zao Wou-ki didn't pay attention to these children as a part-time job.

But after hearing that his spirit power was as high as level 76, no one present spoke.

Oscar's eyes closely scanned each of the four girls present, and the eyes were full of little stars.

However, he stayed on Xiao Wu and the girl in the green skirt the longest, as if he was struggling with something.

Zhao Wuji stood in the center of the field, turned around, and everyone finally saw his appearance clearly.

The square face looks very ordinary, but the broad shoulders are like a city wall.

He was wearing a sleeveless short hexagram, and the muscles on his body were exposed like steel castings, shining with oil.

He was not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall, just like Xiao Wu, half a head shorter than Tang San.

But such a strong figure gives people an incomparably majestic feeling.

That is a kind of pressure, the pressure that a powerful soul master can bring.

He smiled slightly, looking at Tang San and the others gently.

"I heard that you are all exempted from the second and third rounds, and that you have made the dean feel embarrassed, so I will personally accompany you to play this round!"

"I'll give you a stick of incense time to get to know each other and discuss. After a stick of incense, the test will begin!"

(End of this chapter)