blogombal Chapter 54 Disrupting the Event [Part 2]
Chapter 54 Disrupting the Event [Part 2]
Chapter 54 Disrupting the Event [Part 2]
When they first came to human society, Hyotei still acted like a spirit beast.
It's like when she found out that money could buy delicious food, she immediately went and robbed people of their money.
This is outrageous! If Lin Ye doesn't keep her in check, who knows how many people will suffer.
To his surprise, Hyotei actually let Ma Hongjun, who had insulted her, go free for this reason.
After figuring all this out, Lin Ye felt quite uneasy.
"Bing'er, what I mean is that you shouldn't bully others. But if someone provokes you, then don't hesitate to make them pay the price."
Upon hearing this, Hyotei felt a warmth in his heart, but said, "At least you still have some conscience."
After a pause, he added, "I have no intention of letting that fatso get away with it either."
"Huh?" Lin Ye was taken aback, then asked, "What do you mean?"
Hyotei: "Didn't you say before that if you hate someone, you should torture them and make them wish they were dead, instead of letting them die comfortably?"
That fat bastard likes women, right? I'll cripple his thing and see how he can play with women then.
Moreover, if he doesn't control the fire on his body, he might set himself on fire one day, without me even having to intervene.
Lin Ye: "..."
I did say that, but I couldn't kill that little punk. Ma Hongjun and that little punk are in completely different situations.
Shaking his head, Lin Ye was too lazy to care anymore. If Ma Hongjun was being targeted by Hyotei, he could only accept his bad luck.
But you can't blame anyone else; it's just that he has a foul mouth.
After leaving Soto City, the two flew south until they saw a village ahead, at which point Lin Ye knew they had found the right place.
The two landed smoothly.
The village is small, with about a hundred households. It is surrounded by a wooden fence, which is probably used to prevent wild animals from entering.
Upon entering the village, we found that a large number of people had gathered at the entrance, mostly twelve or thirteen-year-old children, many of whom were accompanied by their parents.
At the entrance of the village, a tattered wooden archway hangs above a plaque with five large characters: Shrek Academy.
The Shrek Academy logo is a green head that looks like the head of a humanoid monster. It's green and kind of cute.
Seeing this shabby appearance, some of the children immediately became unwilling.
"Are you kidding me? This is supposed to be a Soul Master Academy, an academy that claims graduates can become Imperial Viscounts?"
"Who says otherwise? It's one thing for the academy to be located in a place like this, but this intermediate academy is just too shabby. Even the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is much better than this."
Many people are complaining that some children wanted to turn back, but their parents stopped them, saying that since they were already here, they might as well see what the academy was really like.
At the entrance of the village, there was a table, and behind the table sat an old man who looked to be about 60 years old. The old man was dressed very simply and looked like an old farmer.
Judging from the situation, the old man was probably in charge of the registration, and the young men and women in the room were lining up in front of his table.
At this moment, a young man came to the table to register. The old man said lazily, "The registration fee is ten gold soul coins; just put it in that box."
The boy's father quickly took out ten gold soul coins and put them into a box made of several wooden planks.
The old man squeezed the boy's hand twice, then shook his head, "You're not old enough, you can go now."
The boy's father smiled apologetically and said, "Teacher, my son just turned 13. Could you please make an exception?"
The old man waved his hand impatiently, "We only accept children under 13 years old. We don't accept anyone older than that."
"Hurry up, don't hold up the people behind you."
"And our registration fee..."
The old man said matter-of-factly, "Once you register, your money will not be refunded."
"What?" The boy's father's voice suddenly rose three octaves, and he said angrily, "You're clearly trying to scam us. Give us back our registration fee, or we're not leaving."
The old man glanced at him and said, "Mu Bai, someone wants a reward for their reputation. Deal with it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mubai darted out from the side, three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—rising from beneath his feet.
Dai Mubai looked coldly at the father and son. "If you want the registration fee, fine, beat me up and I'll refund it all."
The boy's father's expression changed drastically, and he retreated repeatedly.
This isn't a Soul Master Academy; this is clearly a bandit camp.
Although he was reluctant to spend those 10 gold soul coins, he wisely chose to back down.
"Well, we're just unlucky."
After saying that, she tried to leave with her son.
"Wait a minute."
A voice rang out from behind the crowd; the voice sounded somewhat immature.
Dai Mubai and the old man both looked toward the source of the sound. The father and son, who were originally planning to leave, also stopped to watch.
The crowd spontaneously parted to make way, and Lin Ye and Bing Di walked slowly in.
Upon seeing these two people, Dai Mubai's expression changed. Why were they still haunting him?
The old man behind the table frowned and said, "You have to line up to register."
Lin Ye smiled slightly, "That uncle was right, this is clearly a fraudulent academy."
Anger flashed across the old man's face. "Since you're not here to register, then leave."
Lin Ye chuckled and looked at Dai Mubai, "You just said that if I beat you up, I can get my registration fee back, right?"
Dai Mubai, sitting opposite him, shrank back, not daring to say a word.
Just a moment ago it was so proud and arrogant, but now it's turned into a quail.
Lin Ye beckoned to him with her finger, "Didn't you want to fight? I'll fight you for that old man, come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, four soul rings, one purple and one black, rose from beneath his feet.
Compared to Dai Mubai, Lin Ye's two purple and two black spirit rings are simply monstrous.
"What? A Soul Master with a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring?"
"This, how is this possible? Must I be seeing things?"
"This is just a trick, how could someone's first spirit ring be a thousand years old?"
"..."
The crowd erupted in an uproar; the scene before them was simply too shocking.
Lin Ye's soul ring configuration completely overturned their understanding. Many people did not believe it was real, thinking it was just some kind of soul skill or illusion.
Dai Mubai looked to the old man beside him for help. Regardless of whether the kid's spirit ring was real or not, he couldn't afford to offend him. Didn't he see that woman, who was suspected to be a Title Douluo, had also come over?
Seeing Dai Mubai's cowardice, Lin Ye became somewhat impatient.
"Hey, you blondie, are you still going to fight or not? If not, I'll make the first move."
After saying that, he immediately took action. He didn't use any soul skills; he simply used his mental power to deliver a soul impact to Dai Mubai.
Upon hearing that Lin Ye was about to make a move, Dai Mubai assumed a defensive stance.
But he never expected that the opponent was a spirit-type soul master, and he was caught off guard.
In an instant, Dai Mubai felt as if something had stabbed his head, sending a tearing pain through him.
(End of this chapter)