I have already finished playing Naruto, you let me travel through Douluo

Chapter 70: Wouldn’t it be better to just kill him?

boom!
The wild boy flew back at an even faster speed, completely knocking down the wall and causing a burst of exclamations.

"Humph, you overestimate your own abilities. You are just a great soul master."

Ye Zhiqiu snorted coldly, and the green black tortoise martial soul was released. Four white, yellow, purple and yellow soul rings appeared one after another. He shook his neck and looked at the young man buried in the ruins, whose life or death was unknown, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"But since you are seeking death, you can't blame me."

"Who is this guy?"

Next to the street, in an elegant teahouse.

The young blond boy watched the commotion downstairs with interest, pointed at Ye Zhiqiu who was pinching the wild boy's neck, and asked the person next to him.

"Reporting to His Highness Weiss, this person is an intern teacher at Canghui College."

The waiter beside him immediately bent down and explained respectfully.

"Canghui Academy?"

The blond boy looked at him in confusion.

"Your Highness Weiss, this is just a second-rate academy. It will not pose any threat to the geniuses of our Xingluo."

"Humph, the teacher is just a fourth-ring rubbish, and the student is a loser who was beaten to a pulp by a great soul master. My cousin would have dirty his hands if he killed them all."

Davis curled his lips in disdain.

"By the way, if the Spirit Hall Law Enforcement Team comes later, go and help them."

The waiter was stunned, "Help the Spirit Hall?"

"Idiot, you must be helping him!"

Davis looked at him like he was a fool. "What do you think we are here for?"

"But remember, don't expose our identities. Just find someone to stand among the crowd and shout a few times."

Looking at the team of white-robed deacons rushing over, his eyes flashed with a wise gleam.

"Someone will help us do the rest."

"Brother Weiss, why are you standing here? Hey, what are you doing with the stool?"

The little black-haired girl poked her head out and looked curiously at Davis who was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

The air fell into silence for a moment.

The latter's profound expression on his face suddenly broke out, he climbed down the stool in a rage and yelled, "Zhu Zhuyun, you idiot!"

"Wuwuwu, Brother Weiss, please don't scold me. At most, at most, I'll let you be the Titled Douluo next time."

"Shut up, idiot! Who wants to play house with you?!"

"Woooooo~"

"Ugh——!"

The wild boy's face turned red and he kept struggling in the air.

Ye Zhiqiu pinched his neck with a grim smile on his face, but he was terrified inside.

I have already used all my strength, but it is extremely difficult to suppress it.

With such a terrifying talent, if this kid and his sect are not eliminated, our Canghui Ming Dynasty will be in danger!
Thinking of the terrible consequences, Ye Zhiqiu tried even harder, and the boy's struggles gradually slowed down. His eyes turned white and he was about to lose his voice.

Some of the onlookers gloated over the misfortune, some sighed in regret, and some just watched the fun for the sake of human rights.

No one stepped forward to stop it.

After all, this is Wuhun City, and it is obviously an internal dispute. If you intervene rashly, you will only get yourself involved.

"stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout was heard, and Ye Zhiqiu subconsciously let go. The young man was able to catch his breath and began to breathe in big gulps of fresh air.

"Private fighting is prohibited in Wuhun City!"

A team of deacons in white clothes hurried over. The leader looked at the collapsed walls and bloodstains on the ground with a grim expression. His chest heaved violently, and he was obviously very angry.

Just because he was not careful, he got into such a big trouble. The captain was going to scold him to death.

The leader felt bitter, and looked at Ye Zhiqiu with an increasingly hostile look, "Why don't you put it down quickly?!" "I'm sorry, sir. I will compensate for the damage, but this is a private matter of my academy, so please don't get involved."

Ye Zhiqiu's ears twitched slightly, and his panicked expression instantly became confident. He straightened his chest and pointed at the half-dead wild boy in his hand, "His name is Du Wudi, and he is a disciple of a small sect under my Canghui. You can check our registration list."

"Let's save these words for the interrogation room."

The leader of the law enforcement team snorted coldly and waved his hand, "Take them all away."

"Sir, is this the Spirit Hall's style?"

But Ye Zhiqiu did not resist. He allowed the deacon in white to pull his body. He just looked around and spoke loudly.

"We, small sects and academies, don't even have the right to handle our own private affairs?"

The leader froze in his tracks, and his expression instantly became uglier.

He turned around, looked at the smiling Ye Zhiqiu, and said word by word, "We in the Spirit Hall never interfere."

However, before he could finish his words, voices of doubt suddenly arose from the crowd.

"Yeah, why are you so overbearing?"

"They are just cleaning up the mess. Why do you have to meddle in their business?"

"If you break something, can't you just pay for it?"

"Tsk tsk, this is the Spirit Hall, they are used to being domineering."

It was as if a stone caused a thousand ripples. In an instant, countless condemnations came overwhelming, drowning the leader of the law enforcement team in the waves.

"Look."

Davis smiled smugly, "It's not just my Xingluo family who are trying to take advantage of this news. Who on this continent doesn't hope for the fall of the Spirit Hall?"

"Your Highness is wise."

The waiter was very impressed.

"Brother Weiss is awesome. Can I stand on the stool with Brother Weiss?"

"Shut up you idiot!"

On the field, in the center of the crowd.

The leader of the law enforcement team looked at Ye Zhiqiu with gritted teeth. The latter was slowly straightening his clothes, as if it was not him who had just been caught.

"Don't worry, we have no intention of going against a behemoth like the Spirit Hall. I'm just doing my own thing. If I've broken your rules, please forgive me. Can you let me go?"

Ye Zhiqiu patted the hand that was holding him, adjusted his collar, pulled the wild boy over with a smile, grabbed his neck, and exerted force instantly!

"Ugh!"

The young man groaned miserably, rolled his bloodshot eyes, and could only breathe out but not in.
"you!"

The leader was so angry that he was shaking all over. He wished he could punch through that damn smiling face, but he was also extremely hesitant.

If we allow the other party to kill the child, we will lose all face.

But if he rescued him, the Spirit Hall would be accused of interfering with other sects, and he could not afford that in such a serious situation.

"Well, I know you are very busy with official duties, so I won't bother you any more. I will send the money for repairing the wall this afternoon."

Seeing that several people were hesitating and confused, a hint of pride flashed in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes. He exerted force with his hands and was about to completely solve the problem of the wild boy.

But the next second—

"Ahhhh!!!"

Ye Zhiqiu screamed and flew backwards. The hand that was holding the wild boy had been pierced by a "dagger" engraved with a dragon pattern.

"Hey, you guys, why are you still being polite to him?"

The long and clear voice echoed in everyone's ears, and they saw that where Ye Zhiqiu had originally stood, a silver-haired boy had appeared without them noticing.

He turned the "dagger" in his hand, and his black eyes swept across the crowd, finally stopping on the howling Ye Zhiqiu.

"Wouldn't it be better to kill such a person?"

(End of this chapter)