Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and turned their heads to look at the figure who pushed open the wooden door.

I saw a tall figure appear in front of everyone, his eyes were squinting, and he snorted when he walked in front of everyone.

"Teacher Zhao, why are you here?" Dai Mubai said with a little embarrassment on his face, he was embarrassed to be beaten if he couldn't provoke something, and he didn't want to be seen.

Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward and looked at Zhao Wuji carefully, and scolded. "You're their teacher?"

However, Zao Wou-Ki didn't bother to raise his eyelids, and waved his right hand a little irritably, releasing an invisible soul power that shattered the ice cubes on Tang Le's body, and then Zao Wou-Ki's lazy voice came into his ears. "Alright, let's go back to sleep."

Ye Zhiqiu, who was standing on the side, was ignored, and suddenly became unhappy, "What kind of thing are you?" Are these kids just the ones you say are gone? ”

Zhao Wuji frowned, and glanced back at Ye Zhiqiu with some impatience, "I'm their teacher, what's the matter, am I qualified?" ”

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized that the middle-aged man in front of him was the teacher of the group of children in front of him. Still, he said coldly. "Humph! Even if you are a teacher from Shrek Academy and bullied our Canghui Academy, do you just leave? No matter what, you have to give an explanation, right? ”

"Confession?" Zao Wou-Ki smiled disdainfully, "Okay, let my students leave first, and I'll give you an explanation." ”

Ye Zhiqiu's frowning brows relaxed, he didn't know what the strength of the teacher from Shrek Academy in front of him was, if he really fought, he was a little apprehensive in his heart based on his size. Since the other party was willing to give an explanation, Ye Zhiqiu naturally wouldn't dwell too much, waved his hand, and motioned for the Shrek students to leave immediately.

"Let's go." Dai Mubai seemed to think of something, and ran towards the tavern.

"Are we really leaving?" Tang San turned his head and asked.

Tang Le nodded and said lightly. "According to Mr. Zhao's strength, the old turtle will naturally not hurt him, let's go first."

Ma Hongjun hurried ahead of everyone with his short legs, shouting excitedly as he ran. "I can watch a good show again!"

Seeing that all eight of them had returned to the tavern, Zao Wou-Ki's heart was also relaxed. As a seventy-level soul saint, he naturally wouldn't be afraid of a fifty-level soul king, and the words he said before were also to let the Shrek students return to the tavern first, so as not to let them be stimulated by the techniques he learned from Haotian Douluo.

"Okay, your students are all back, look, for the sake of you who are also teachers, you don't need to kneel down and apologize, you just bow and shout three times in front of everyone "Shrek is a waste academy" and that's it. ”

Zhao Wuji smiled indifferently, his eyes swept over Ye Zhiqiu with disdain, "Little turtle, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" ”

"What did you say?"

The angry Ye Ziqiu's face looked a little distorted. It's easy

Zao Wou-Ki stretched out his hands and let out a contemptuous voice, "I said that you are an old Wang Ba, you don't deserve to be compared to me, do you hear?" ”

Ye Zhiqiu sneered, "Then let's all speak with strength." As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand, which had been covered with a heavy black film, swung out towards Zao Wou-Ki.

Looking at Ye Zhiqiu's right fist in front of him, Zhao Wuji shook his head, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. Then his tense right hand suddenly swung out and hit Ye Zhiqiu's face with lightning speed.

"Click." With a crisp sound, Ye Zhiqiu's upper and lower frontal bones were cracked. He had already released the Xuan Turtle Martial Soul and gained an increase in defense power, but he was actually beaten to a broken bone by Zao Wou-ki's punch.

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes widened, he looked at Zao Wou-Ki in disbelief, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but what responded to him was Zao Wou-ki's indifferent face and heavy fists.

With a muffled snort, Ye Zhiqiu's whole person flew out upside down as if he was weightless, and the heavy turtle shell on his back slammed into the ground, smashing out a big hole.

Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly got up from the ground, and at this time, his eyes were already filled with endless anger. As a level 50 soul king, he also wants dignity and face, how can he not be annoyed when he is easily slapped out by someone? At this time, he had lost his mind and rushed to Zao Wou-Ki like a hungry tiger pounced on food.

Then the next second, it flew out like a kite with a broken string, but the expression on his face was even more colorful than before. Unyielding remorse and shock, mixed with bright red blood and swollen face, perfectly fell on the ground and gnawed on the mud.

"The boxing technique that Haotian Douluo gave me seems to be not bad, it seems that I will have to practice more in the future." Looking at Ye Zhiqiu, who fell to the ground like a dead dog, Zao Wou-Ki nodded thoughtfully.

"You ......" Ye Zhiqiu, who fell to the ground, heard a subtle voice, but the next second his eyes were dark, and the whole person fainted.

"Director, Director." The students of Canghui Academy exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly ran to Ye Zhiqiu's side.

In fact, as early as when Dai Mubai provoked Ye Zhiqiu, he was on the second floor, and he already knew everything about this matter, but he didn't stop it, after all, Shrek's style of study is that it is a mediocrity not to cause trouble. It's just that the performance of all the students of Shrek disappointed him, and he couldn't beat a level 50 soul king? It seems that it is still undertrained.

Although it is already very good for a group of soul masters in their twenties and thirties to work together against the soul kings of more than fifty levels without falling behind, Zao Wou-Ki is not satisfied with this, they are Shrek Academy, an academy that cultivates monsters, can they perform the same as ordinary people?

"You little bastards, it's a shame on me." As he walked, Zao Wou-Ki raised his head to look at the eight small heads that appeared in the crack in the door, and said angrily.

Ma Hongjun scratched his head and said with a big grin. "Isn't there still Mr. Zhao? With you wiping our buttocks, our little life is also comfortable. ”

"." Zao Wou-Ki said with a look of disgust, and then said in a serious tone. "Today's battlefield battle also let me fully see your combat effectiveness, you are still too weak, go back to whatever, I want to discuss with this old guy Flender, whether to give you a special training or something, after all, the strength you showed disappointed me too much."

As he spoke, Zao Wou-Ki shook his head helplessly, looking very disappointed. It's like missing a million, and the whole person is very sad.

The crowd "......"

Good guy, it's too similar, if you weren't the actor in this year's Oscars, I wouldn't watch it.