: 115. Deal with Soul King? I alone is enough

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   "Stop it!"
  The leader of Canghui College, after several changes in his complexion, finally sighed and waved towards his students:
   "All of you back down."
   "But the teacher..."
   "Nothing!"
   The teacher stopped the students loudly.
  He knew very well that in the face of the young man in front of him, his own students could not compete with him. Rather than end up humiliating himself, it would be better to endure the calm.
  Yang Ming looks about twelve years old, and has a thousand-year-old soul ring, a thousand-year-old soul ring, which is something he has never heard of, one black and one purple color, so dazzling in his eyes!
  After all, he is no longer young. When he is middle-aged, he has more to worry about. The talented student like Yang Ming, the college behind him is probably not a silent force.
   "I am Ye Zhiqiu, Director of the Foreign Affairs Department of Canghui College. Excuse me, which sect do you belong to?"
   Ye Zhiqiu?
   Why don't you call Ye Qiu's Ye Qiu?
   Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and silently vomited in his heart.
   The fate of this person is so bizarre. The word in the name is poor. It may be the gap between the protagonist and the supporting role. It is a big joke that fate has for them.
   Yang Ming arched his hand and said:
   "We are students of Shrek College."
  Shrek Academy?
   What the is that?
   Ye Zhiqiu froze a little, struggling to search the stomach, but in his cognition, there was no place for Shrek College in the major schools, subconsciously:
   "Shrek Academy? Never heard of it."
  Dai Mubai expressed dissatisfaction and sneered, saying:
   "That's your ignorance!"
   Ye Zhiqiu's eyes flickered, seeing that Yang Ming and others were not Zongmen children, and his heart was slightly relaxed. If they were Zongmen children, they could kick the iron plate today.
   At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu felt a deep weakness.
   Their Canghui College is also a small and famous college, and the students they cultivated are actually not as good as an obscure college student. They are ashamed!
   I really don’t know what kind of college and what kind of teacher will teach the group of monsters out of sight.
  It's almost dead!
  The resentment in the eyes of the students of his college, Ye Zhiqiu looked at them and secretly said:
   If the students in front of me are Zongmen's children, that's all. I took the tooth off today and swallowed it in my belly, as if it hadn't happened.
   But they don’t have any background, and now in front of so many guests, if they shrink back, not only they and their students are ashamed, but also the face of Canghui College behind me.
   Anyway, you have to earn a little face for Canghui College.
  Thinking like this, Ye Zhiqiu no longer hesitated, a burst of light appeared in his eyes, releasing his martial spirit.
   "Mysterious Turtle! Possession!"
   Beast martial spirit, black turtle.
   A circle of black ripples was released from Ye Zhiqiu's body, and the pressure of Yang Ming's group was forced back.
   His limbs contracted by a third at the same time, and his back was also swelled up. It was actually a huge carapace with black light flashing all over his body. Five soul rings rose from his feet and circled above his body.
   Five soul rings, one white, two yellow and two purple.
   The director of the foreign affairs department of Canghui College turned out to be a master of Soul King level 50 or above.
   Even if Ye Zhiqiu is at the level of the Soul King, it can only be regarded as the bottom of existence, but the gap between the levels is there, and the soul is so deep that it directly overwhelms Yang Ming and his party.
   There was a little disturbance at the scene, and there was a lot of exclamation.
  The higher the Soul Master level, the fewer the number, and the Master of the Soul King level is not common on the mainland. Usually, some kingdoms already have the title of Viscount or even Earl.
   Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward, the body of his body was solidified a bit, like a small hill-like weight pressing heavily on everyone, making people feel breathless for a while.
   At present, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't figure out the routine of Yang Ming's group.
   "Who is your teacher, call him out."
  Ma Junhong has always been arrogant and not afraid of things. He stood up and said:
   "Just like you, the old king, would you like to see our teacher? Are you worthy?"
   Yang Ming felt a toothache.
  Is this group of guys afraid of making things big?
"Everyone, heroes." At this meeting, even the store owner noticed that things were running out of control and could no longer sit still. He had to run between the two parties and spit droplets, saying: "I beg you, Don’t fight in a small shop, I’m just a small business."
   Ye Zhiqiu raised a brow.
  Since he awakened Xuangui Wuhun, the most taboo people call him Wang Ba Er.
   It can be said that Ma Junhong, a dead fat man, directly touched his counter scale.
   "Okay, it's very good." Ye Zhiqiu said with a laugh, "I don't fight you today, even my parents don't know me, and my name is reversed!"
   "Let's go outside to fight!"
   As soon as the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu took the lead and looked very angry.
   I heard Ye Zhiqiu say something harshly. Ma Junhong, who was still ridiculed just now, suddenly wilted. He was hiding behind Dai Mubai, daring not to see Yang Ming, afraid of being beaten again.
   Yang Ming stared angrily at this fat man who was afraid of death. He couldn't help him.
   If you say you have strength and arrogance, it is a kind of self-confidence.
  You dare to be arrogant without this strength, this is death.
   Dai Mubai vaguely protected Ma Junhong~EbookFREE.me~ smiled apologetically towards Yang Ming, and then said:
   "Yang Ming, what shall we do next? With a few of us, I want to deal with the strong level of the soul king, I am afraid it is still more difficult."
  Unconsciously, Dai Mubai has regarded Yang Ming as a master of the same level as himself, ignoring the fact that Yang Ming is still more than 20 levels of Soul Master.
   Yang Ming pondered, did not answer.
   At this moment, Tang San took the opportunity to propose:
   "I personally think that if several of us join forces, we might not lose because Ye Zhiqiu's soul power is stronger than ours, but his martial spirit has great defects."
   Tang San is worthy of being a master's disciple, and his theoretical knowledge is far richer than everyone.
"Ye Zhiqiu’s martial soul black turtle, at first glance, knows that it is a defensive martial soul. The advantage of this martial soul is that it has outstanding defensive power, but the shortcomings are also obvious, that is, the speed is very slow and the lack of powerful attacking methods As long as we are fully cooperative, it is possible to maintain an invincible situation."
  Dai Mubai saw Yang Ming not speaking, obviously had already had an idea, and asked:
   "Yang Ming, what do you think?"
   Yang Ming chuckled, and in the eyes of everyone surprised and suspicious, he said:
   "It doesn't need to be so troublesome, I am alone."