Chapter 1 Assassinated by Yu Xiaogang
"I didn't expect that the master's theory was actually plagiarized."

Notting College, Notting City.

Luo Ling walked out of the teacher's office with a strange look on his face.

As a time traveler who had read the original novel of Douluo Continent, he had the impression that the master was a knowledgeable scientific researcher, but he did not expect...

"My theories are all based on the information that has been stored in the Spirit Hall library for many years! There won't be any problems!"

Thinking back to what Yu Xiaogang had just blurted out and the other party's panicked expression, Luo Ling was speechless.

He had originally planned to take Yu Xiaogang as his master, but now it seems he should give up.

I have to say that the netizens’ inferences about Yu Xiaogang in the previous life did make some sense.

Regardless of whether he is a scumbag or not, it has now been confirmed that he plagiarized the theory.

He staggered back to his dormitory, Building 7, which was Luo Ling's dormitory.

Luo Ling is a time traveler who has traveled to Douluo Continent seven years ago.

He was adopted by the chief of Dihun Village outside Notting City since he was a child, and studied at Notting College in Notting City a year ago.

When I came to Douluo Continent, I had no system, no golden fingers, and no prominent background.

A year ago, Luo Ling awakened his martial soul, which mutated into Scarecrow, with an innate soul power of level six.

He has good talent but his Scarecrow Martial Spirit is unheard of and is considered a useless Martial Spirit.

After all, what good could a scarecrow do?

But Luo Ling was not discouraged by the useless martial spirit. He thought of the master.

"There are no useless martial arts spirits, only useless soul masters."

These are the words spoken by the master, which filled Luo Ling with hope.

But with constant contact, Luo Ling began to doubt the master after being repeatedly rejected by him.

until today……

The master was misled by Luo Ling into letting the cat out of the bag.

"It seems I can only rely on myself!" Luo Ling raised his eyebrows and walked straight into the dormitory.

"Xiao Ling, have you gone to see the master again?"

As soon as I walked into the dormitory, a voice came over.

"I guess so." Luo Ling looked up at the person who was speaking. That person was Wang Sheng.

"Rejected again?" Wang Sheng walked over with a smile.

"Obviously." Luo Ling replied.

"If you ask me, there's no need for you to worship the master. You're only seven years old and you're already a first-ring soul master. The master has only reached level 29 after so many years!"

Wang Sheng walked up to Luo Ling and snorted disdainfully, "I think that master is just a name in vain!"

Luo Ling smiled casually and did not deny what Wang Sheng said. He also had the same idea now.

……

Time passed quickly and soon it was night.

Luo Ling finished his training and was about to go out for dinner. Not long after he walked out of the dormitory, he saw a middle-aged man walking towards him.

"Assistant Instructor Zhang?" Luo Ling looked at the man who was approaching in surprise.

He knew this person.

Zhang Lang is an assistant teacher at the school. His martial spirit is a long sword, and I heard he just reached level 20 not long ago.

"Xiao Ling, the master wants to see you, and he has decided to accept you as his disciple!"

"Accept me as your disciple?" Luo Ling was stunned. He refused so straightforwardly during the day, but now he changed his mind?

"Yes! Come with me!" Zhang Lang smiled and motioned Luo Ling to follow.

Luo Ling thought for a few seconds and followed.

After all, Yu Xiaogang will be the teacher of the protagonist Tang San in the future. If he can get a relationship with Tang San, it wouldn’t be bad if he could get a magic herb in the future?

Thinking in his mind, Luo Ling followed Zhang Lang and walked towards the northern part of the academy.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Luo Ling couldn't help but become alert as he looked at the trees becoming more and more lush.

"Assistant Zhang, this direction doesn't seem to be the direction of the teachers' office."

Luo Ling's voice echoed in the deep woods. The figure in front slowly stopped and a long sword appeared in Zhang Lang's hand. Two soul rings, one white and one yellow, rose from under Zhang Lang's feet.

"Of course this is not the teacher's office, and there is no need for you to go to the teacher's office!" Zhang Lang turned around with a cold look.

"Are you here to kill me?" Luo Ling reacted.

But why?
His mind was full of thoughts and he thought of someone.

Yu Xiaogang.

Could it be that because Yu Xiaogang let the secret slip during the day, he hired someone to kill him in order to prevent himself from talking nonsense?
"You're not that stupid!" Zhang Lang laughed sinisterly. "You're just a useless scarecrow spirit, but you're still pestering the master to accept you as his disciple. It's really a pipe dream!"

"The master originally didn't intend to bother with you, but who would have thought that you would actually want to steal the master's theoretical information!"

"Did Yu Xiaogang tell you this?" Luo Ling finally understood the situation, and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

What a hypocritical master! Not only did he send someone to assassinate him, but he also turned the tables on me!
"You little beast, do you still want to frame the master? The master has already told me that I will not be deceived by you!" Zhang Lang said disdainfully.

Luo Ling shook his head, and the last bit of respect for the master in his heart disappeared.

He no longer thought about anything else. The most important thing now was how to survive.

Zhang Lang, whose martial soul is a long sword, is probably a level 21 strong attack-type soul master.

And I am an 11th-level soul master, with the soul of Scarecrow.

While Luo Ling was thinking about countermeasures, a yellow soul ring rose from under his feet.

Luo Ling's first soul ring came from a 300-year-old mandrake snake, which was hunted with the help of the dean of Notting College.

His martial spirit is Scarecrow, and Tang San's is Blue Silver Grass, both of them have a grass!

So Luo Ling started thinking about whether he could come up with a skill similar to Tang San’s first soul skill, entanglement.

The end result was that he succeeded.

Next to Luo Ling, a straw man wearing a tattered straw hat appeared out of thin air. This was his martial spirit, the Scarecrow.

It cannot possess a body and can only be released externally, so it is considered a weapon spirit.

"A hundred-year soul ring, you are really lucky, you little beast, but I am a great soul master!" Zhang Lang looked at the soul ring under Luo Ling's feet with jealousy and a ferocious look on his face.

Luo Ling did not give Zhang Lang the chance to take the initiative, and was the first to activate his first soul skill, Straw Entanglement!
The straw strengthened by the mandrake snake becomes tougher. Although it is not poisonous, it has a good binding effect.

Countless straws swept towards Zhang Lang like bandages, wrapping him up like a dumpling in an instant.

Luo Ling was not happy when he saw this, he turned around and ran away.

There was a ten-level difference in soul power between the two. The scarecrow's entanglement could not trap Zhang Lang for too long, but Luo Ling could just run to a crowded place.

As an assistant professor at the academy, Zhang Lang dared not kill students in public.

Just when Luo Ling was feeling calm, a roar came from behind:

"First soul skill, chop!"

"Second soul skill, swift step!"

The straw that was entangled with Zhang Lang was completely cut off. The next second, the second soul ring under Zhang Lang's feet lit up, and a faint white light condensed under Zhang Lang's feet.

It turned out to be an acceleration soul skill!

Luo Ling's eyes narrowed slightly. This was the worst situation. Zhang Lang's speed was higher than his, and now he had the help of his soul skills...

Can’t run away…

Luo Ling sighed slightly in his heart.

In just a few seconds, Zhang Lang had already run ahead of Luo Ling.

"Run! Why don't you run anymore?" Zhang Lang laughed wildly and rushed towards Luo Ling step by step with a long knife in his hand.

Before Luo Ling could react, he saw the long sword turn into a fast shadow and slashed fiercely on his chest, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his chest.

Flying upside down on a big tree nearby, Luo Ling’s vision became blurred.

Am I the most miserable time traveler? I am about to die without doing anything...

Luo Ling collapsed under the tree, feeling extremely unwilling. Yu Xiaogang's figure appeared in his mind, and an immense hatred welled up in his heart!
Hypocritical Yu Xiaogang, if I could become a ghost, I would make you suffer and then kill you cruelly!

He roared in his heart, at the last moment of death, as if some kind of obsession was born here.

Luo Ling's eyes widened, and suddenly turned blood red!
Not far away, the scarecrow standing quietly seemed to be sensed by something. It slowly turned around, and a red light appeared in its empty eye sockets.

(End of this chapter)