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Chapter 77

The next morning, Ye Yu and others gathered, and soon Zhao Wuji arrived.

Flander asked Zao Wuji to take Ye Yu and others to the Stardou Forest to obtain the soul ring for Oscar. Zao Wuji didn't want to go, and even didn't want to go out because his injury had not healed yet, but there was nothing he could do.

Zhao Wuji walked over, and except for Ye Yu, everyone else was stunned.

Zhao Wuji's nose and face were swollen, especially the circle around his eyes was black, like panda eyes. His embarrassing appearance made everyone laugh.

Zhao Wuji was very embarrassed and said in a deep voice: "Why are you laughing at? Are you itchy?"

Zhao Wuji glared at Dai Mubai, but his eyes did not stare at Tang San and Ye Yu.

Zhao Wuji said to Ye Yu: "You lead the team."

Ye Yu arranged: "I am in front, Rongrong and Xiao Ao are behind me, Fatty and Xiao Wu are on the left and right sides of Rongrong and Xiao Ao, Tang San, Mu Bai, and Zhu Qing are behind."

Ye Yu and others started rushing to the road. After the others were tired along the way, they ate Oscars to restore sausages to replenish their physical strength, but Ye Yu didn't need it.

At dusk, Ye Yu and others came to a small town, which was not far from the Stardou Forest.

"First find an inn to rest, and enter the Stardou Forest tomorrow morning."

Soon, after finding an inn, Zhao Wuji went back to his room.

Ye Yu left alone and walked around the town to buy some heavier weight-bearing items.

At the same time, while Tang San and others ordered a sumptuous dinner in the inn and were waiting for Ye Yu, they had a friction with the students of Canghui College.

Tang San and others were not timid at all. The dean said that the soul master who dared not cause trouble was mediocre.

Although Canghui Academy is a senior college, these students are very different from Tang San and others. Xiao Wu easily kicked them all away and screamed repeatedly.

The middle-aged man in the team looked gloomy, but he didn't do anything directly, and asked in a deep voice: "Which college is from you?"

He could see that the other party was a genius, so he first saw if the other party’s background could be afforded by him.

"You are not worthy of knowing." Dai Mubai disdained.

The middle-aged man was angry and introduced: "I am the director of Canghui College, Ye Zhiqiu."

Dai Mubai shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

Ye Zhiqiu was angry and was taken seriously by the little kids one after another.

"Hmph! A bunch of arrogant boys!"

"Black turtle, possessed!"

Ye Zhiqiu directly released the power of martial souls, and five soul rings appeared all over his body, one white, two yellow, and two purple. Ye Zhiqiu is a soul king above level 50.

However, Tang San and others were not panicked.

Other people around who were eating saw that it was the Soul King, and they left quickly. They would suffer if they fought later.

The store owner was trembling, saying: "Dear soul masters, can you go out to fight if you fight? I'm a small business."

Ye Zhiqiu said in a deep voice: "You apologize."

"Hmph, apologize? We did nothing wrong."

Ye Zhiqiu's face was gloomy. He originally wanted to scare them, but it was useless.

"Hmph, come out if you have the ability!"

When Ye Zhiqiu left the inn, Tang San and seven others stood up and walked outside the inn.

Ye Zhiqiu snorted coldly in his heart: "It's really arrogant. I'm a level 53 soul ring. Even these kids are geniuses. The older ones are at most thirty-six soul masters. The rest look eleven or twelve years old, and at most 25 or above."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't take Tang San and others seriously at all, and felt that he would deal with the seven little ghosts in front of him without any effort.

Ye Zhiqiu said coldly: "Are you sure you want to fight me? I don't want to bully the young for the big one. As long as you apologize to my students, I will spare you. I am the fifty-third level soul king!"

Dai Mubai was not afraid: "Hmph, threaten us? I thought we would be afraid? So what about the Soul King? The seven of us joined forces, and it is hard to say who will lose and who will win."

Ye Zhiqiu laughed: "Haha, it's really ridiculous. So what about the seven of you? The gap in strength cannot be made up by the number of people."

Ma Hongjun mocked: "If it were your students, no matter how many students were, they would not be able to make up for the gap in strength, but we are different from those mediocre talents, we are monsters."

"Hmph, then you guys are ready to attack."

Ye Zhiqiu was extremely proud of holding his hands in front of the Hungarians. His martial soul was a black turtle, and even his level could not hurt him, let alone these young men.

Although Tang San and others were not afraid, they knew that their opponents were difficult to deal with, and they were the Soul King after all.

Tang San arranged: "Although his soul power is stronger than ours, his martial soul is flawed. He is a defensive martial soul, so most of his skills are defense, and there are fewer active attacks, so the threat to us is much smaller than other soul kings of the same level. I have two methods to fight later."

"The first is to use our own speed. I, Zhu Qing and Mu Bai, will deal with him. Use full speed and cannot be hit by him. We will look for his weakness to attack."

"If you cannot find the weakness and the attack is invalid, use the second method. The three of us restrain the attribute of the black turtle is water, which is restrained by the fat man's martial soul. The fat man attacks the Oscar sausages and Xiao Wu picks us up. Our purpose is to waste him to death. Xiao Wu, you take turns to replace us with the three of us, so that everyone can go to Xiao Ao to eat sausages and supplies."

"We have Xiao Ao. He only has one person and does not have many attack methods, so we can kill. As for Rongrong, we will bless us with attributes behind the fat man."

The six people admired Tang San very much, and this method was indeed very good.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Tang San and others in front of him and whispered. He was not worried at all and did not take it seriously. No matter what kind of fighting method they discussed, he could not be his opponent. In the face of strength, everything was useless.

Ye Zhiqiu said contemptuously: "How is it, how is the discussion? If you can't think of any method, you will choose to apologize. In my opinion, any method is useless."

Tang San said sternly: "You can start the battle."

When Tang San and others released their martial souls, Ye Zhiqiu was shocked.

As he thought, except for Dai Mubai, the others were all great soul masters, but what surprised him was the soul rings of Tang San and others.

The Soul Lord has three soul rings, yellow and purple, and other human soul rings, yellow and yellow.

Ye Zhiqiu was extremely shocked. Such soul ring configurations were the top ones.

"Which academy are these guys from?" Ye Zhiqiu felt heavy in his heart. The seven of them were all geniuses, and there was no such genius in their Canghui Academy.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's face was nervous and seemed to not want to do anything.

Dai Mubai knew that he thought he and others were from top academys and were afraid of causing trouble.

Dai Mubai mocked: "What, are you afraid of? Are you afraid of getting into a big deal? Don't worry, we are not students from a university, we are from Shrek College."

"Shrek Academy?" Ye Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and he had never heard of it.

Ye Zhiqiu was mentally relaxed a lot, and the five soul rings around her body were rhythmic, and she said coldly: "Then, let's do it!"

Tang San said: "Follow the first method I said, if you don't work, the second one is ready. Let's prepare for the battle."

At this moment, a voice interrupted the actions of Tang San and others.
Chapter completed!
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