Duel, this is probably the best and most elegant way to say a fight. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But for Ye You, this is indeed just a fight.

Perhaps, to put it more honestly, to put it mildly, it's just a formality, to satisfy someone's desire to shake M after being beaten up again and then asking for it again.

Ye You is happy.

Ordinary days are good, but there are always times when you are eager to add some flavoring, otherwise, sooner or later you will get tired.

……

The venue for the fight was the playground, presumably to accommodate a larger audience.

Ye You can understand it completely.

Stand up from where you fall, beat Ye Youyou to find your teeth in front of the whole school, find face, and regain your strength, the idea is very good.

And what is even more rare and commendable is that Wu Zuoxu obviously has this confidence. More than 50 "brave and good at fighting" younger brothers, and a talisman hidden in his pocket to lay the victory. At this moment, the gangster leader stood with his hands in his hands, as if he was a general galloping on the battlefield, leading thousands of troops and horses to crusade against the rebel party in front of the people of the whole country.

Ye You blinked, looking innocent.

Things seemed to be a bit unexpected for him. He thought about it carefully, and if more than fifty people rushed up, it was estimated that ...... Can't bear it!

For the time being, he didn't want to be targeted by the Yin Yang Hall, so Ye You had no intention of using talismans.

This Wu Zuoxu is a bit excessive!

Ten gangsters can easily win, and twenty gangsters can win with a little maneuvering, but these fifty ...... It's crazy.

"Scared?" Wu Zuoxu pursed his lips and sneered, "But don't worry, I, Wu Zuoxu, have never bullied many people, I will fight you alone!" ”

"Huh-"

"Vomit—"

It was as if they had heard some big joke, and the spectators in the stands snorted or vomited in disdain.

Bullying and bullying for so long, it goes without saying that the hatred of the students for Wu Zuoxu is self-evident, and it is clear which side the students support.

"Let them be quiet." Wu Zuoxu seemed to have anticipated this situation, and gave orders without changing his face.

As soon as the words fell, the little brother in his fifties immediately copied the guy and went to the stands. Showing off tattoos, wielding sticks, and wearing sunglasses, it's not just scary.

After rushing to the stands, it was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, which quickly caused panic.

The playground is quiet again in an instant.

By the way, in fact, even if it looks scary, it is enough to deal with this group of student cubs who have not yet been out of society.

Seeing the situation at the scene, Ye Youlin felt that it was ridiculous.

Dare Wu Zuoxu with such a vote of people, not to fight, but to maintain order on the spot......

It's really hard for him, with good intentions.

But then again, it turns out that this guy also knows that he is unpopular in school.

"Isn't there about the same number?" Wu Zuoxu asked the second-in-command on the side, it was a little sister, with a leather dress and a short skirt, charming and unrestrained.

"Most of the students were there, except for some club competitions, even those who were not interested and didn't want to come were all packed and tied to the stands by us." The little sister seems to be deliberately imitating the man's tone and reporting in a thick voice.

"Well done." Wu Zuoxu showed the smile that won in his hand and looked at Ye You.

This guy was beaten down by Ye You in a second before, probably because the time was too short, so he didn't have a long memory, and when he spoke to Ye You again at this time, he was full of superiority.

"You can see it, this specification, this pomp, proves that I attach importance to this duel, you can be proud!"

"Huh?" Or Ye You doesn't understand the "middle two culture" of this world, so when he listens to others babbling and firing guns, he always feels confused and embarrassed.

"There is no doubt that a powerful man can fall for him, but it can only be another powerful man who can make a powerful man pay his full attention!"

"Kasuga Noyu, I approve of you! But if you want to be the strongest, you can only have one strongest! ”

This is a passage that Wu Zuoxu spent three whole days painstakingly pondering, showing the art and compulsion of gangsters.

"Boss! Top dog! Top dog! ”

When the more than 50 thugs in the stands heard this, they immediately ♂ opened their voices and shouted and cheered, and their voices were hoarse.

This kind of pseudo-hot blood, it's simply!

It is in the arms of the "middle two"!

Yi Sehui listened anxiously behind Ye You: "Damn, you can't let this product get out of the limelight, You, you can also say a few words, hurry up!" ”

Ye You nodded.

He only recently learned about the "mouth cannon", and I heard that it was a necessary ritual in this world before the war, and the so-called "following the local customs" is to respect the local customs and culture.

So Ye You said in a straight and thoughtful manner: "A strong person is not what he can defeat, but what he can bear." ”

"If a person proves himself by defeating others, he has already lost."

"Wu ...... Wu ......" Ye You was halfway through speaking, and suddenly forgot what the name of the guy opposite him was looking for his fault.

"Wu Zuoxu!" Yishihui hurriedly reminded.

"Ah, yes, it's Wu Zuoxu!" Ye You didn't seem to notice the other party's gaze of "I forgot my name, so I was angry and wanted to kill", so he continued to speak without changing his face,

"Defeat is not the same as conquest, and bullies are not the same as heroes. It is pointless to violate justice, bully the weak, and even - it is not as good as the weak! ”

The cultural level of the cultivators is really not comparable to the gangsters, and as soon as Ye You's voice fell, thunderous applause rang out in the stands in an instant.

"Well said!"

"That's it!"

"Kasugano Sama, we will always support you!"

……

Wu Zuoxu was so angry that his face turned pale.

"Shut up!" He turned his head and yelled at the stands.

At the same time, as if to better deter, he angrily took out a spirit talisman from his bosom and smashed it on the ground.

"Come out to Lao Tzu, Asura!"

On Wu Zuoxu's side, a distorted and abstract figure appeared in an instant, as if passing through the door of another dimension, gradually revealing the entity.

He is two meters tall, with three pairs of exaggerated hands on the left and right, and armor all over his body, reflecting the color of steel in the sun.

Artificial mass-produced second-order god, Asura.

The stands fell silent for a moment, or rather, they gasped in fright.

The classmates of Fan Yari High School have indeed heard rumors such as "Wu Zuo has an onmyoji relationship", but they have never seen it, and this is the first time.

For the first time I saw it in reality, it was the means of the Onmyoji.

The uncanny, and the natural fear of the incomprehensible.

Shikigami named "Asura" wears a mask on his head and cannot see any expression. It's not so much a creature as a machine, a terrifying machine with six arms working at the same time.

Hard, metallic, lifeless, cold, but none of these can be denied that the Shikigami is exuding-

Terrifying momentum!