Douluo v: Draw the Qinglong Wuhun at the beginning, hang and beat Tang San to grab Xiaowu

Turning his head to look at Dai Mubai and others beside him, Zao Wou-ki continued to speak.

"Shall we apologize too?"

Glancing at Zao Wou-ki, Oscar couldn't react:

It was obviously the fat man Ma Hongjun who caused the trouble, so why should he drag them along?

"Didn't you say that a soul master who won't cause trouble is not a good soul master?"

Showing a kind smile towards Oscar, Zao Wou-ki was extremely calm:

"Since you don't want to apologize, why don't you explain the meaning of this sentence to the people opposite?"

"No, no need!"

As soon as Zao Wou-ki's words came out of his mouth, Oscar quickly shook his head:

God is pitiful, he is an auxiliary soul master with no fighting power, how could he be the opponent of the group of guys on the opposite side?

Squeezing a smile towards everyone in Canghui Academy who had already focused their eyes on him, Oscar said:

"I was the one who was cheap before, please forgive me."

"You two..."

"sorry!"

"Feel sorry!"

Compared to Oscar and Ma Hongjun, Tang San and Dai Mubai's apologies were much shorter.

But even so, after the two apologized, Zhao Wuji still turned his head to look at Ye Zhiqiu:

"Dude, my students have apologized for what they should have apologized for, and what they should have been taught have been taught a lesson. Maybe this is the end of this matter?"

"Teacher Ye!"

Before Ye Zhiqiu could speak, the seven soul masters standing behind him showed aggrieved expressions:

In their view, the lessons Ma Hongjun and others have received are far from enough.

"This... Mr. Zhao is right."

Chapter 82 Underpants Are Wet

"Teacher Zhao is good at teaching, and Ye admires it."

Ignoring the eyes of the students beside him, Ye Zhiqiu nodded to Zhao Wuji:

"Today's matter, let's take it as a face for Mr. Zhao."

After the words were over, Ye Zhiqiu turned his head towards Du Cheng and cupped his hands again:

"Thank you little brother for your help just now."

"King Yehun is too polite."

Returning a smile to Ye Zhiqiu, the corners of Du Cheng's mouth slightly raised:

I really didn't expect that this character, which was purely used in the original work to make the slags and others pretend to be aggressive, is actually quite clever.

"Little brother, if you have anything to do in the future, you can send someone to Canghui Academy to look for me."

"As long as it can be done, Ye will never refuse."

After the words were over, before Du Cheng and others could speak, Ye Zhiqiu had already turned his head and walked towards the door:

"I think you've already eaten. If that's the case, let me find a place to stay."

"Teacher, teacher?"

Seeing the back of Ye Zhiqiu leaving, several young soul masters were taken aback for a moment, and then followed quickly.

"Teacher, there are still vacancies in that hotel, why did we leave?"

As soon as he left the hotel, some students couldn't help asking Ye Zhiqiu:

"Besides, it was obviously that little fat man who took the initiative to provoke, why did we take the initiative to let him go?"

"Or else?"

Looking back in the direction of the hotel, Ye Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one was chasing him out.

His gaze fell on the questioning student, and Ye Zhiqiu continued:

"About what happened just now, what do you think should be done, kill that little fat man?"

"This, this is not possible."

Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's words, the young soul master quickly shook his head:

Although the little fat man behaved very cheaply, he hadn't reached the point where he would kill someone if he didn't agree with him.

"At least……"

After a pause, the young soul master expressed his thoughts:

"At least they should get Wenwen's forgiveness."

"Your idea is only based on the premise that we are strong enough."

Hearing his student's words, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but sigh:

Compared with the guys just now, these boys in my family are still a bit too kind.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu decided to let them see the darkness of the soul master world well, and at the same time let them be more cautious in their actions in the future.

"What if our strength is not as good as the other party's?"

"This……"

"If I'm not mistaken, the man who came out just now should be the legendary 'Fudo Ming Wang' Zao Wou-ki."

Without giving the students a chance to speak, Ye Zhiqiu has already spoken again:

"Ten years ago, he had a conflict with the Hall of Spirits and escaped under the siege of sixteen masters of the Hall of Spirits who were at least at the level of a soul emperor."

"It's easy for such a person to kill us as long as he wants to."

"If that's the case, this Fudo Mingo is a good man."

Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's words, several young soul masters quickly came to a conclusion:

Students who have great strength but don't have any favoritism for themselves are indeed worthy of the word 'good guy' on Douluo Continent.

"Good guy?"

As soon as the students' words came out of their mouths, Ye Zhiqiu sneered:

"Anyone who has heard of Zao Wou-ki's name will know that this person has always been domineering, arrogant, and unreasonable. The one who is really calling the shots for us today is actually that young man named Du Cheng."

"what?"

With an exclamation, Ye Zhiqiu's students fully played the role of fans:

Recalling the behavior of the teacher before he left, it seemed that he was a little too polite to that boy.

"After Zao Wou-ki appeared, he looked at the young man with his eyes several times. Thinking about the young man's behavior before, I can boldly speculate..."

After a short pause, Ye Zhiqiu said proudly:

"The identity of the other party must be extraordinary!"

"Teacher Ye Wei Wu!"

Following Ye Zhiqiu's words, the seven young soul masters around him all showed admiration:

As expected of the most 'cautious' teacher in Canghui Academy, he can even discover such small things.

For the eyes of the students, Ye Zhiqiu is quite useful.

Nodding proudly, Ye Zhiqiu continued to spread his thoughts:

"Soul master, apart from strength, the most important thing is eyesight. If you don't have enough eyesight, you will get into trouble sooner or later..."

When Ye Zhiqiu was analyzing the experience, the female soul master named Wenwen felt a burst of red in the face:

Du Cheng has a noble status, but he is willing to stand up for himself, and the other party even saw half of his body...

Just thinking about it a little bit, Wenwen couldn't help feeling a bit weak in her hands and feet:

If she can really get Du Cheng's favor, it should be considered a good thing for her, right?

'Clap~'

"what!"

When Wenwen was thinking wildly, a palm suddenly patted her back.

Seeing Wenwen whose body froze suddenly, and then her eyes became loose, the young soul master who did it showed concern:

"Wenwen, are you okay, did you get scared just now?"

"I, I'm fine."

Lowering her head and not daring to look at the people around her, Wenwen lowered her voice extremely low:

"Let's find a place to stay quickly, I want to change clothes."

"exactly."

Hearing Wenwen's words, the speaking soul master was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly:

"Wenwen was attacked just now, she really should change her clothes again."

"Hmm~"

Nodding her head, Wenwen looked even more embarrassed:

Only she knew that she wanted to change clothes not because of the previous battle, but mainly because... she was wet!

"Wenwen, in fact, you don't need to feel pressured by what happened today."

Seeing Wenwen's distraught appearance, the soul master's expression suddenly became firm when speaking:

"Soul master competition, anything can happen, it's just that the little fat man's shot was a little dirty."