It was clearly a boy's voice, but I saw a large group of people, like stars holding the moon, surrounding a little boy.

He is seven or eight years old, but he is already 1.6 meters tall, and his facial features are quite handsome, but he is a little frivolous. He also wore a school uniform, which was burgundy and had a badge on it: it was a tiger, a colorful tiger.

"Young Master, what should I do?" asked a tall and thin man.

They only have two Soul Venerables, what are you four Soul Venerables afraid of?" The young master looked indifferent. It was as if the soul ring was his toy.

"Yes, young master!" said the tall and thin man respectfully.

He stepped forward and took two steps and said, "You know each other, hurry up and pack your things, you can get out." The soul ring is ours. The voice was very harsh, and it looked like Wu Ming's posture was fixed.

"Yes, who do you think you are? Did you kill this soul beast? Let it be given to you, it will be useful. The master snorted coldly.

"Whether it's useful or not, I don't care, our young master said, you guys immediately! Get out immediately! Otherwise, ......"

"Hahahahaha......" Several men behind him also laughed proudly, it was obvious that they couldn't get it, Wu Ming, they didn't want to think about it, they planned to bully more people.

"Oh, do you know this?" the master held up a warrant and shook it in front of them.

"That's a third-class warrant...... That old man actually had a third-class martial soul hall warrant, which was a bit troublesome. Could it be that they are from some big family, but they don't look like they are dressed!" The tall and thin man chuckled in his heart.

He took a few steps back and whispered a few words to the little boy: "He is fake, his token is absolutely fake, how can a person who is not a soul venerable have such a token, it is clearly a forgery." The boy insisted.

"I'm blind and have little knowledge, should I go to study hard and wear a school uniform to show off my majesty? Is your academy just cultivating a young master like you?

"You actually scolded me for being a waste material, and I want to abolish you. Kari, get him here, I'm going to clean him up and let him know what the result is......" The boy said angrily.

"Waste wood, you have the ability to come by yourself! Don't you think you're very powerful, why do you want to find an adult! Isn't it supposed to be a child's business, and the child can solve it by himself? At such an old age, he is still so naïve...... Hey, how did the teacher teach......" Wu Ming's burning stick smashed up again.

"Okay, I'm going to see if you're as strong as your mouth. Compare and compare, I'm afraid you won't succeed, my dignified young master Sabi in Utan City will be afraid of you as a little hairy child. He sneered.

"What, stupid?" Wu Ming said with a smile.

He was in control of the situation, and the other party began to enter the pit, because although Wu Ming had grown a lot taller and stronger, after all, he was only six years old, so he was only 1.3 meters tall, and his figure was very thin. As long as the other party judges people by their appearance, they will be fooled.

Xiao Xiong and the others couldn't help laughing, the boss was too playful, this young master was going to play Dafa.

The master and the others also smiled, while Yang Feng and Zhang Heng were desperately protecting Zhang Yang, who was absorbing the soul ring.

The ink teacher also stood aside, with a smile on his lips, waiting for the show to begin.

"Report your name, boy, how do you want to compete. If you lose, you have to give up your soul ring, you know?" said Young Master Sabi triumphantly.

The people behind him also looked like two hundred and forty-nine his brothers, looking at Wu Ming playfully.

Wu Ming ignored it directly: "My name is Wu Ming, six years old!

"Hahahahaha! Six-year-old...... Year 1 ...... It's so funny, didn't your teacher tell you the truth of being a man with your tail between your legs? Little one, hillbilly, Notting Academy, I remember, it's the broken academy that is the one in a thousand years in the Nine Cities Soul Master Competition. Can you lift your shoes with us at Utan Academy?" said Sabi arrogantly.

"Shut up!" the dean actually yelled.

"What do you want to do? old man......! It is said that it is about to go out of business...... "Sabi still does not give up."

The dean trembled angrily, and the others were also full of anger, and the atmosphere was a little tense.

"Oh, Young Master Sabi of Utan Academy, right! It's useless to saliva? I'll give you two options:

First, we are fighting in culture, that is, we do not rely on martial soul fighting.

Second, we fight, that is, to start the martial soul battle. ”

"Hehe, hillbilly, if you are sure to choose whatever you want, then let's fight!" said Young Master Sabi laughed wildly. I had a big watch on my face, and I didn't want it.

"Boss, you're too ...... Woo!" Yuen Long just wanted to speak, but was covered by Shi Mo on the side. He really can't help it, it's too insidious and vicious......

Except for Zhang Yang, everyone else showed a look of pity and sympathy, because Wu Ming's ability to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger is a bit strong.

"Okay, you first!" Wu Ming waved his hand.

Young Master Sabi directly opened his martial soul with a face, it was a tiger soul beast, but the size was not large, the whole body was jet black, it turned out to be a black light tiger, a speed-type soul beast, and the flamboyant cloud-stepping leopard was as agile.

"Oh hey, I thought our Sa was so powerful that the young master turned out to be a black cat. ”

"You're blind! My martial soul is a black light tiger, and the agility is a martial soul, so I'm afraid!"

"Young master, he's stalling for time! Don't talk to him anymore, that kid on the ground is almost finished?"

"You slut, you're deliberately delaying time?"

"I'm here for your own good, idiot, you're sure you're going to fight. ”

......

Yellow paper martial arts soul is here!

The golden soul ring is out!

"God, he's a soul master!"

"Centennial Soul Ring !!"

"Six-year-old...... Young Master, step down?"

The tall and thin man hurriedly said, although the young master is at the tenth level, the other party is already a soul master, this is not the same level at all, and the first stick ring is a hundred years old, it is too terrifying...... And his wisdom and eloquence are also very remarkable......

Young Master Sabi was completely petrified, and he felt that he was really a fool, a sand sculpture...... The other party has been playing himself like a monkey, damn it......

He saw that the momentum on the ground was getting stronger and stronger, and he was unwilling. He spit out a sentence with difficulty: "Then we Wendou, is it okay?" The momentum has already weakened a lot, which is the prelude to the dying struggle......

"Yes, are you sure you want to fight, I'm an auxiliary soul master, don't you try martial arts." Wu Ming said with a wicked smile.

"That's it, let's fight!" said Sabi with a humble heart. Because he saw that almost everyone on the other side had a look of pity and sympathy, and he had a sense of foreboding in his heart......

"Okay, then it's as you wish! Don't cry and play tricks......" Wu Ming smiled.