Douluo: I am the outer demon

Chapter 69 Ye Zhiqiu's Highlight Moment
boom!
boom!
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After just a few simple collisions, Dai Mubai was blown away. His throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell straight to the ground. Although his soul ring configuration was good, the gap between his soul power and Ye Zhiqiu was too big.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the little fat guy with a bad mouth again, "It's your turn."

Ma Hongjun's face turned pale. What a joke! Boss Dai was already beaten away, so what was he doing? "Teacher Zhao, save me!"

Ye Zhiqiu stopped when he heard Ma Hongjun's call, looked around, and waited for a long time but no one came out.

"Little Fatty, it seems your teacher doesn't dare to stand up for you."

Ma Hongjun no longer had the arrogance he had before, "Teacher Zhao, Teacher Zhao!"

Unfortunately, no one still paid attention to him, but that’s not right, Ye Zhiqiu was very willing to pay attention to him.

Ye Zhiqiu grabbed Ma Hongjun's throat with one hand, lifted him up easily, and then snapped with the other hand!
"I let you talk dirty."

Snapped!
"I'll make you a monster!"

Snapped!
"I'll make you arrogant!"

Snapped!
"I'll make you a cuckold!"

Ye Zhiqiu's attack was extremely harsh. It was true that he was an honest man, but these people were really going too far and even an honest man would get angry.

Soon Ma Hongjun's face turned red and purple, his neck was pinched so that his breathing became rapid, and his legs kept struggling in the air.

Ye Zhiqiu vented his anger again and threw Ma Hongjun to the ground like garbage. He then looked at Dai Mubai who was lying on the ground. The white-haired old man was feeding Dai Mubai sausages.

As for the black guy, he ran away when he knocked Dai Mubai away.

Ye Zhiqiu walked to Dai Mubai with a ferocious look on his face. Apart from the fat man, these two men also had bad mouths.

“You, what are you going to do? Our teacher will not let you go.”

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu walking towards him rubbing his fists, Oscar said with some trembling.

He, Xiao Ao, is just a food-type soul master and has no combat power at all.

"Haha, your teacher? Then why don't you let him come out!"

Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward and grabbed Oscar's hair. Oscar wanted to dodge, but he was no match for Ye Zhiqiu and was lifted up by his hair in an instant.

Snapped!
"You're blind, aren't you?"

Snapped!
"You want me to open my eyes, right?"

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Click!

Oscar fell directly to the ground.

His hair bore a weight that it shouldn't have borne, and the hair in the middle broke with a hiss, leaving his scalp bleeding. Fortunately, only the hair in the middle was grabbed, and some hair was left around the edges for Oscar, so at least he didn't end up with a bald head.

Ye Zhiqiu was still not satisfied, and kicked Oscar hard on the head, knocking him unconscious. Then he looked at Dai Mubai who was still lying on the ground and unable to get up.

Seeing Dai Mubai's bloodstained clothes, Ye Zhiqiu felt a little disgusted and did not choose to pick him up. Under Dai Mubai's round tiger eyes, he stepped on his chest with a little force.

Dai Mubai's chest suddenly felt a surge of blood and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Ye Zhiqiu raised his foot and stepped down hard again.

"You are ignorant, aren't you?"

Boom!
"The bigger the fist, the better!"

Boom!
"I'll show you whose fist is bigger."

Boom!
This last powerful kick made Dai Mubai feel as if his internal organs were about to be shattered. The blood in his body rushed to his forehead, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.

"Let's go."

Looking at the students behind him who were watching him display his prowess, Ye Zhiqiu smiled gently.

"Long live Teacher Ye!"

"That fat guy deserves a beating."

Several people cheered and surrounded Ye Zhiqiu as he returned to the hotel.

On the other side, Shang An looked at Zhao Wuji, who was beaten black and blue by him, and stopped. Calculating the time, it should be about time.

Without waiting for Zhao Wuji to reply, Shang An flew away, leaving Zhao Wuji with a resentful look on his face.

He felt very innocent. He didn't know why the big guys nowadays all liked to ask people to go out and beat them up like this. It was like this before with Haotian Douluo, and now it was the same with this mysterious man. They said they were sparring with him, but in fact they were just treating him as a punching bag.

"Brother Shang An, you're back."

Seeing Shang An appear in the room, Xiao Wu pounced on him.

Holding this clingy little rabbit, Shang An smiled.

"I told you I'd be back soon." When he found Zhao Wuji and his companions coming to the hotel and saw Canghui College behind them, he had a premonition that there might be a conflict between the two sides, but he didn't want to see this Shit Lake showing off, so he followed Tang Hao's example and asked Zhao Wuji out directly.

It was also a good opportunity to test his own strength. After all, those people in the Spirit Hall were his confidants, so he couldn't hit them too hard. They were also timid when facing him and didn't dare to hit them hard. Zhao Wuji was quite strong and thick-skinned, so he was just a suitable punching bag.

After beating him up, Shang An was certain that a Soul Sage like Zhao Wuji, even without those cheating skills, was no match for him.

"Teacher Zhao, wuwuwu, you have to make the decision for us."

Ma Hongjun, who had just recovered and climbed up from the ground, saw a burly figure walking towards him, and immediately fell to the ground again, crying loudly.

Zhao Wuji walked back and looked at the people lying on the ground with a gloomy face.

"How is this going?"

"Teacher Zhao, don't you know that there is a group of people who, um, Teacher Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

Ma Hongjun was about to exaggerate when he suddenly realized that Zhao Wuji's bruised face did not look much better than his.

"Don't worry!"

When Zhao Wuji heard Ma Hongjun asking this, his face darkened. How could he possibly talk about such an embarrassing thing?

"oh oh."

Seeing that Zhao Wuji didn't want to mention this matter, Ma Hongjun also tactfully didn't mention it and turned to talk about Canghui College.

"Teacher Zhao, you don't know, the Canghui Academy is too bullying, they scolded me and beat me as soon as they saw me, I couldn't help but fight back, and their teachers came.

Boss Dai mentioned the name of Shrek, but the teacher said Shrek was a rubbish school. When we argued with him, he beat us up. You see, I was beaten so badly that I couldn't even get up. Boss Dai and Xiao Ao haven't woken up yet."

Zhao Wuji heard that these little guys were beaten up because of a conflict with others, and it was probably the little guys' own fault.

According to my temper, I would definitely seek revenge even if it was my student's fault.

But I just got scolded, who knows if that person is from Canghui College, otherwise why is the timing so coincidental? As soon as I left, Fatty and the others were beaten.

Zhao Wuji finally decided to ignore the matter. After all, if he got himself involved by accident, it wouldn't be worth it.

"Okay, stop pretending and stand up."

Ma Hongjun immediately got up from the ground, his face full of anticipation, and said through gritted teeth: "Teacher Zhao, are we going there for revenge? I know they are still staying in that hotel."

Zhao Wuji threw a big punch directly on Ma Hongjun's face.

"What revenge? Don't I always teach you to keep your distance?"

Ma Hongjun covered his face, feeling a little aggrieved, "Didn't you say that those who don't dare to cause trouble are mediocre?"

"Hmm?" Zhao Wuji stared at Ma Hongjun with a bad face, and Ma Hongjun immediately chose to follow his heart and said no more. Zhao Wuji was a well-known devil in Shrek Academy, a teacher who liked to corporally punish students the most, and Ma Hongjun didn't dare to argue with him.

"Go carry Xiao Ao on your back, let's go."

After giving an order to Ma Hongjun, Zhao Wuji remembered something.

"By the way, where's the mistress?"

"Tang San? That villain, bah! I called him Third Brother, but he abandoned us and ran away. He has no loyalty at all."

Speaking of Tang San, Ma Hongjun's face was full of resentment, even deeper than that towards Ye Zhiqiu. Traitors are often more hateful than enemies.

"Hmph, then just ignore him for now."

Zhao Wuji was also very dissatisfied with Tang San's behavior of abandoning his teammates, but Tang San was that man's son after all, and he couldn't do anything to him.

Last time, he just hit a little too hard during the test and was beaten for half an hour by that person. Zhao Wuji didn't want to be beaten again.

"Ok."

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was unwilling to take revenge and didn't seem to be planning to punish Tang San, Ma Hongjun suddenly became listless, but his hatred towards Tang San became even deeper.

Zhao Wuji carried Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun carried the bald Oscar, and the two walked towards the hotel, not showing any of the high spirits they had when they came.

"Teacher Zhao, Fatty, you're back."

Tang San returned to his room early, and didn't look like he was deserting the battlefield at all.

He really didn't think he did anything wrong. If Zhao Wuji hadn't been late, how could he have escaped? It was all Zhao Wuji's fault.

"Teacher Zhao, your face?"

"It's okay, I fell."

Zhao Wuji simply replied and did not pursue the matter of Tang San's escape. He told Ma Hongjun to put Dai Mubai and Oscar back on their respective beds and turned and left.

Ma Hongjun did not leave, but ran to Tang San's side, showing a rather surprised expression: "Hey, isn't this Third Brother? Aren't you still lying in the academy to recuperate? Why are you running here?"

(End of this chapter)