One Punch Chef

Chapter 29 Sending You To Heaven
"My brother's mental damage fee will not be counted with you. In short, return me the second-order demon crystal you cheated from my brother." Wei Zilian, who was clad in red, slapped the counter with a palm. Watching Wu Di closely.

The name of Little Pepper from the God of War Academy is not just a talk. It is conceivable that Wei Zilian, the little pepper, would draw his sword immediately after Wu Di's inappropriate response.

On the counter, Wu Di looked at this beautiful little girl at a close distance, and gave two clicks of admiration, but didn't respond, because Wu Di didn't hear Wei Zilian's words clearly at all, and he had just returned from a fugue.

Rao, with the temperament of Wei Zilian Xiaojiao, faced a strange man face to face at close range, even so close that he could feel the other person's breath, he couldn't bear it at all.

The first condensed aura completely dissipated with a touch of blush on Xuebai's pretty face. The next moment, as many people expected, Wei Zilian directly took out his weapon long sword from the storage ring, pointed at Wu Di, and the sword The front is too close to Wu Di's throat, so close that some people even think that just a simple shake of the sword can cut Wu Di's throat.

Wei Zilian scolded coquettishly, and said: "You profiteer, quickly return my brother's Tier [-] demon crystal, and this black shop cannot allow you to continue to open, leave this street immediately."

Will Wu Di be able to bear being pointed at with a sword like this, even if the other party is a pretty little girl?
The answer is of course no.

At this moment, although the expression on Wu Di's face is still lazy and unchanged, his eyelids are slightly raised by [-] centimeters.

Wu Di lightly raised his hanging left hand, seemingly slowly grasped the edge of Wei Zilian's long sword, and said calmly: "Little girl, such a dangerous thing can't be pointed at people casually."

"You... If you still want your hand, I advise you to let it go quickly." Wei Zilian said.

"Heh" Wu Di was speechless, thinking that she wanted to hurt me just by throwing such scraps of metal. Is this little girl not very good at thinking.

Looking at the idiot-like expression on Wu Di's face, even though Wei Zilian was furious, how could the impulsive little pepper still bear this breath, and his Hao wrist shook slightly, wanting to shake Wu Di's body away. With his left hand, he drew back the long sword.

However, to no avail.

Not to mention shaking away Wu Di's left hand, Wu Di didn't even feel it, his left hand didn't even shake.

Seeing this, Wei Zilian frowned slightly, and was about to draw his sword and go back without hesitation, but he still remained motionless.

Wu Di's seemingly ordinary left hand is like the strongest pincer in the world, holding her Tier [-] sword.

"You...you let go." Wei Zilian said angrily, just like this, she already knew that Wu Di's strength must be higher than hers.

"No, no one can take back what is in my hands unless I return it." Wu Di calmly shook his head and refused, and with a slight effort in his left hand, he pulled the fourth-order long sword towards him.

With Wu Di's strength, even if it is anywhere, this power is not something that Wei Zilian, a small sky-level monk, can resist, and immediately the long sword is about to be released involuntarily.

But Wei Zilian is not the kind of person to admit defeat, not to mention that this is her sword, so the strength of Wu Di's swing of the sword directly sent the petite Wei Zilian flying together, drawing a perfect line in the air. The arc, and then threw Wu Di himself to the ground.

The huge inertia caused Wei Zilian's flaming red lips to fall unconsciously, and landed on Wu Di's side face.

When she realized what happened, Wei Zilian was stunned, her head boomed, and she couldn't think. This was her first time, and she gave it to a stranger in such a vague way. able to calm down.

A sharp scream that seemed to pierce Wu Di's eardrum sounded. Wei Zilian jumped three feet high and jumped into the hall outside. He kept wiping his mouth with his sleeves, and his cheeks were so red that they could bleed.

On the other hand, Wu Di still had that lazy expression, as if nothing had happened.

The rest of the students looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what happened in the few tenths of a second behind the counter, but one thing is certain, Wu Di snatched Wei Zilian's long sword.

Immediately, many flower protectors rushed forward, pointed at Wu Di and scolded: "Hurry up and return Zilian's long sword, this is not something you can hold."

"You don't deserve to hold it." A young flower protector confidently tossed a few locks of curly hair in front of him, and said in a coquettish manner, wanting to show off in front of Wei Zilian.

Wu Di didn't speak, and lowered his head to play with the long sword with the flame-shaped tassel.

Weighing and weighing, the long sword disappeared, and no one saw how Wu Di made the sword. Before he noticed it again, the long sword had already cut off a few strands of curly hair that the flamboyant boy was proud of.

Unknown how many knots of curly hair were broken into, scattered and fluttered in the air, passing the young man in front of his eyes, and immediately screamed that made him collapse, turned around and fled through the door.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. Even ordinary people can see that Wu Di's casual move is extraordinary. What's more, these students of the God of War Academy, although they don't know how powerful Wu Di is, they must be better than them.

Just when the students were looking at each other, not knowing how to end it, a young man dressed in water-blue luxurious clothes came striding towards everyone's awe-inspiring eyes.

"It's actually Zhao Qinghua who is the [-]th on the Qing Yun Ranking."

"No.1 of the generation below Zhao Minghou's family."

A group of students discussed with a little awe.

Zhao Qinghua was obviously very receptive to everyone's awe-inspiring gaze, so his expression became more and more haughty. He walked to the counter, stretched out his right hand, and said calmly with a sense of command: "Bring it."

"Oh..." Wu Di sighed softly, and said to himself with emotion in a low voice: "There are idiots every day, why are there so many of them today?"

While speaking, Wu Di glanced at Zhao Qinghua, then at Wei Zilian, and then shook his head again.

The smile on Zhao Qinghua's face froze, his outstretched right hand trembled slightly, his face gradually became gloomy, but the anger in his chest rose to the extreme.

The common problem of young people is that they are hot-blooded, self-righteous, and don't know how to endure.

"This kind of shabby little shop shouldn't exist at all. The right to use this land will eventually be returned to our Zhao family." Zhao Qinghua said coldly.

"Okay, okay, although I don't know where you got so much resentment, but..." Wu Di paused, and continued: "Visitors are not allowed in this shop."

After saying that, before Zhao Qinghua could react, Wu Di had already grabbed his collar by the back collar at some point, and with the other hand, he was holding Wei Zilian impartially.

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Qinghua's face changed, because he found that his struggle was useless.

"Send you to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun." Wu Di said.

With a shake of Wu Di's little hand, Zhao Qinghua's body shot up into the sky like an arrow, and he really went up to the sky to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

After that, Wu Di looked at the little pepper with a little panic in his eyes, who was no longer domineering before, and felt that he had to save some face for the lady, so Wu Di raised one foot, put Wei Zilian on his lap, and slapped Pa is three loud slaps on her buttocks.

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(End of this chapter)