The Shrek Seven Devils looked at each other for a few times, and could see the gloating in each other's eyes.
But at this moment, it was obviously more interesting to go out and watch Ye Zhiqiu beat Ye Zhiqiu up. They immediately ran out of the hotel with a wicked smile.
The rest of the diners who reacted also rushed outside, even the students of Canghui Academy were running outside. They felt that their teacher was just ambushed, otherwise how could he be thrown away in the first encounter? That kid was so despicable!
However, when they came outside and took a look, they were shocked and felt that all their faith had collapsed.
Impossible, our teacher can't be so weak!
Outside the hotel, the first thing that caught everyone's eye was a big hole in the middle of the road. It was caused by the teacher from Canghui Academy when he was thrown out by Ye Zhiqiu. If he had not used his green-haired turtle martial spirit to protect his body at the last moment, he would have been killed on the spot.
But now, although he is not dead, he is in a stage where life is worse than death.
The "clang clang" sound like hammering iron continued to spread around and echoed throughout the entire gathering place. People gathered everywhere to watch the excitement, and their eyes were full of shock, just because a five-ring soul king was being beaten up by a young man without any power to resist.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't use his martial spirit, not even the Eight Gates. From the moment he left the hotel, he relied solely on his monstrous physique to beat up the middle-aged teacher from Canghui Academy. The reason was simple: he was afraid that if he used the Eight Gates, he might accidentally kill the man, leaving him with no one to vent his anger on.
At this time, the middle-aged man from Canghui Academy was beaten so hard that his mind was not clear, and only some instinctive resistance reactions remained.
His head was kicked hard several times by Ye Zhiqiu. If it weren't for the green energy turtle shell on his head, his head would have been kicked to pieces by Ye Zhiqiu. But even so, he was feeling very uncomfortable now. Ye Zhiqiu's body was too strong, and the penetrating force alone was not something he could withstand.
If Ye Zhiqiu had not deliberately restrained himself, the turtle shell formed by his soul power would have been blown up long ago.
"Come on, tell me who is not worthy of this name. Who is bringing shame to whom?" Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were cold. As he spoke, he had a cold face and kicked out fiercely, stomping hard on the middle-aged man's chest. He used almost all his strength in this kick.
"Crack!" A sound like glass breaking was heard, and the defensive tortoise shell formed by the middle-aged man's soul power exploded at this moment.
Ye Zhiqiu's footsteps did not slow down at all, and he hit the middle-aged man's chest hard. The middle-aged man howled miserably and flew dozens of meters like a cannonball. In mid-air, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood clots containing internal organs, and his body flew straight out of the gathering place. A cold light flashed in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, and he followed him out without haste.
Some soul masters and ordinary people who were watching in front of him hurried to make way to both sides. Ye Zhiqiu looked too scary now, with an indifferent and emotionless look on his face, as if he would start a massacre if he disagreed with someone. They didn't dare to do the stupid thing of blocking his way.
"Damn, Boss Qiu is so scary when he's angry. I hope he won't beat that old bastard to death." Ma Hongjun shrank his neck and whispered to the other seven monsters.
"It shouldn't be." Tang San murmured uncertainly.
Among the Seven Devils, he probably understood Ye Zhiqiu's character the best. From childhood to adulthood, Tang San had never seen Ye Zhiqiu truly angry, let alone seen Ye Zhiqiu kill anyone.
Therefore, Tang San felt that Ye Zhiqiu would most likely just teach that old bastard a lesson and be done with it.
"So what if he's beaten to death?" Ning Rongrong looked relaxed. Her thoughts were simple. It didn't matter whether he was beaten to death or not. If Canghui Academy dared to cause trouble, her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect would not be a pushover.
On the second floor of the tavern, Flanders and Zhao Wuji also looked calm.
"Boss Fu, what do you think of this little monster Qiu? He is only at the Soul Master level, but he can burst out with combat power stronger than that of a Soul Saint. I have never been able to understand it." Zhao Wuji was not surprised that Ye Zhiqiu could defeat a Soul King, but he was a little confused about Ye Zhiqiu's combat power.
Flanders rolled his eyes, turned around and lay down on the bed, "If you ask me, who should I ask? Maybe that person will understand a little bit."
"That person? Who is that person?"
"You'll see him in a while."
Outside the gathering place at this time, the sound of "boom boom" continued to be heard without interruption.
Ye Zhiqiu was holding one of the legs of the middle-aged man from Canghui College and throwing him back and forth on the ground. Mud and blood were splattered all around. The middle-aged teacher from Canghui College looked horrible at the moment. He didn't know how many bones were broken in his body and his consciousness was a little blurred.
The ground around was a mess, as if it had been gnawed by a husky.
"Huh" Ye Zhiqiu let out a long breath, and when he felt that he had almost let out his breath, he dragged one of his legs and walked slowly towards the students of Canghui Academy who were standing at the entrance of the gathering place, watching in fear and not daring to come over.
As they passed by, Ye Zhiqiu threw the middle-aged man aside and said calmly, "If there is a healing spirit master among you, I think he can still be saved."
After saying this, Ye Zhiqiu returned to the hotel. He hadn't had dinner yet and he couldn't let such a small matter ruin his appetite.
As for why he didn't just kill the old turtle, Ye Zhiqiu felt it was unnecessary. After all, he was a well-educated young man in the 21st century. Killing someone personally was wrong. It would be better to leave him a breath and let everything depend on fate.
In this case, I am only guilty of assault, not murder.
After all, I let you go. If you die from your injuries, it won't be considered as my murder, right?
This is what Lu Xun said! We must resolutely implement his ideology and morality.
Ye Zhiqiu left without a trace of burden, but the students from Canghui Academy were so anxious that they almost cried. Where could they find a healing spirit master at this time of night? And looking at the injury, it was estimated that a low-level healing spirit master would not be able to help. At least a healing spirit master above level 70 would be needed to help stabilize the injury.
Amidst the envy, fear, admiration and other looks from the people around him, Ye Zhiqiu returned to the hotel. After a simple dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. They had to go to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts tomorrow, so they had to conserve their energy tonight in preparation.
The next morning, before the eastern sky was even alight, Ye Zhiqiu and the others were woken up by Zhao Wuji's loud voice and asked to gather outside the hotel.
"Teacher Zhao, are you kidding? It's still dark." Oscar rubbed his sleepy eyes and complained.
Zhao Wuji glared at him and cursed, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm helping you hunt for spirit rings, and you're still hesitating. Do you still want spirit rings?"
Flanders waved his hand gently and explained to everyone, "This place is still about 100 miles away from the Star Dou Great Forest. We need to set off early so that we can search for a longer time. After all, the Star Dou Great Forest is not very safe for you at night."
After listening to Flanders' explanation, everyone nodded in understanding.