(5th Watch)

"Stop!"

The leading teacher of Canghui Academy, after several changes in his face, finally sighed dejectedly and waved his hand at his students:

"Stand down, all of you."

"But the teacher ......"

"No, but!"

The teacher shouted at the students.

He knew very well in his heart that in the face of the young man in front of him, his students would not be able to compete with him, and it was better to endure the wind and calm than to bring humiliation on himself in the end.

Yang Ming looked like he was about twelve years old, and he had a 10,000-year soul ring, a thousand-year soul ring, which was something he had never heard of, one black and one purple, it was so dazzling in his eyes!

After all, he is no longer young, and when he reaches middle age, he has more things to worry about, and with a talented student like Yang Ming, the academy behind him is probably not a nameless force.

"I'm Ye Zhiqiu, director of the Foreign Affairs Department of Canghui Academy, may I ask, which sect are you from?"

Ye Zhiqiu?

Why don't you call Ye Qiu of Yiye Zhiqiu?

Yang Ming's eyes narrowed, and he complained silently in his heart.

The fate between this person and people is so bizarre, the difference between the name is a word, it may be the gap between the protagonist and the supporting role, it is simply a big joke played by fate on them.

Yang Ming arched his hand and said:

"We are students of Shrek Academy."

Shrek Academy?

What the hell is that?

Ye Zhiqiu was slightly stunned, and searched his stomach vigorously, but in his cognition, there was no place for Shrek Academy in the major famous schools, and he subconsciously said:

"Shrek Academy? Haven't heard of it. ”

Dai Mubai expressed dissatisfaction, snorted coldly, and said:

"That's your loneliness!"

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes flickered, and seeing that Yang Ming and the others were not the children of the sect, his heart was slightly relieved, if he was really a disciple of the sect, he would have kicked the iron plate today.

But at the same time, Ye Zhiqiu felt a deep powerlessness again.

Their Canghui Academy is also a well-known college, and the students they have cultivated are not as good as an unknown academy student, they are simply embarrassed to be thrown home!

I really don't know what kind of academy and what kind of teacher will teach this group of little monsters in front of me.

It's just a premature life!

The indignation in the eyes of the students of his own academy, Ye Zhiqiu saw it in his eyes, and said secretly in his heart:

If the group of students in front of me are the children of the sect, then that's it, I will knock out my teeth and swallow this incident in my stomach today, as if it didn't happen.

But they have no background, and now in front of so many guests, if they retreat, it will not only be a shame for themselves and their students, but also a loss of face for Canghui Academy behind me.

No matter what, I have to earn back some face for Canghui Academy.

Thinking like this, Ye Zhiqiu no longer hesitated, and a flash of light burst out in his eyes, releasing his martial spirit.

"Turtle! Possessed! ”

Beast martial spirit, turtle.

A circle of black ripples was released from Ye Zhiqiu's body, and the momentum of Yang Ming and his party was forcefully suppressed.

His limbs contracted by a third at the same time, and his back was also bulging, and it was actually a huge back armor, and the black light flashed all over his body, and a whole five soul rings rose from under his feet and hovered above his body.

Five soul rings, one white, two yellow, and two purple.

This director of the Foreign Affairs Department of Canghui Academy turned out to be a Soul King level master above level fifty.

Even if Ye Zhiqiu is at the level of the Soul King, he can only be regarded as a bottom-like existence, but the gap between the levels is there, and the soul power on his body is so deep that it directly overwhelms Yang Ming and his party.

There was a slight commotion at the scene, and exclamations came and went.

The higher the level of the soul master, the smaller the number, and the master of the level of the soul king, which is not common on the mainland, usually already has the title of viscount or even earl in some kingdoms.

Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward, and the momentum on his body was a little condensed, and the weight like a small mountain pressed heavily on everyone, making people feel that it was difficult to breathe for a while.

At present, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't figure out the routine of Yang Ming and his party, so he immediately decided to salute first and then soldier, and said:

"Who is your teacher, call him out."

Ma Junhong has always been arrogant and not afraid of things, so he stood up at the moment and said:

"Just because you, the old king, still want to see our teacher? Do you deserve it? ”

Yang Ming felt a toothache.

These guys aren't afraid to make a big deal out of it, right?

"Everyone, heroes." At this time, even the shopkeeper noticed that things were out of control, and he couldn't sit still anymore, so he had to run between the two sides, spit foam, and said, "Please, don't fight in the small shop, I'm just a small business." ”

Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows.

Since he awakened the Xuangui Martial Soul, he has been most taboo for others to call him Wang Baer.

It can be said that Ma Junhong, a dead fat man, said a word that directly touched his scales.

"Okay, very good." Ye Zhiqiu laughed cruelly and said, "Today, I don't beat you so much that you don't even know your parents, so I will pronounce my name upside down!" ”

"Let's go outside and fight!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu took the lead and looked very angry.

Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's cruel words, Ma Junhong, who was still frantically mocking just now, suddenly withered, and hid behind Dai Mubai, not daring to look at Yang Ming, for fear of being beaten again.

Yang Ming glared at this fat man who was afraid of death angrily, there was really nothing he could do.

When you say that you have the strength to be arrogant, that is a kind of self-confidence.

If you don't have the strength to be arrogant, this is death.

Dai Mubai faintly protected Ma Junhong, smiled apologetically at Yang Ming, and then said:

"Yang Ming, what should we do next? With a few of us, if you want to deal with a strong person of the level of the Soul King, I'm afraid it's still quite difficult. ”

Unconsciously, Dai Mubai had already regarded Yang Ming as a master of the same level as himself, ignoring the fact that Yang Ming was still a great soul master of more than twenty levels.

Yang Ming groaned and did not answer.

At this moment, Tang San took the opportunity to propose:

"I personally think that if a few of us join forces, we won't necessarily lose, because although Ye Zhiqiu's soul power is stronger than ours, his martial soul has a big flaw."

Tang San is worthy of being a disciple of the master, and his theoretical knowledge is far richer than that of everyone else, and he talked eloquently, saying:

"Ye Zhiqiu's martial soul Xuan Turtle, at a glance, you know that it is a defensive martial soul, the advantage of this kind of martial soul is that it has outstanding defensive power, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the speed is very slow, and it lacks strong and powerful attack means, as long as a few of us fully cooperate, it is possible to maintain an undefeated situation."

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't speak, Dai Mubai obviously had an idea and asked:

"Yang Ming, what do you think?"

Yang Ming chuckled, and in the shocked and suspicious eyes of everyone, he said:

"There's no need to be that troublesome, I'll be on my own."