Chapter 36, Imposing manner

Eventually the middle-aged man fell into a coma.

The floor of the entire Wuhun Hall was smashed to pieces.

In fact, Huo Xie didn't want to do this, but who made the setting of this vest like this, just like some protagonists with a sick mind, if you say a word to me, I will beat your whole family.

"That's it?" Huo Xie let go of his hand.

Clang clang.

The middle-aged man lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog.

"This is the Spirit Hall, and I think it's nothing more than that."

Huo Xie turned around to leave.

At this moment, a young man in a white robe came down from the upstairs of the main hall.

"It's inappropriate for the person who beat our Spirit Hall to leave like this!"

"Oh!" Huo Xie turned around and looked at the young man with disdain.

The young man's name is Jin Kun, and he is the master of the branch hall of the Wuhun Temple. Although he is not a good person, he is not a bad person either. He is just a normal person with power.

"Your Excellency is so wild in the Spirit Hall, I think His Highness the Pope will not let you go, our Spirit Hall enshrines all titled Douluo, even the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire dare not do this in our Spirit Hall Presumptuous, let alone a boy like your Excellency who is only twelve or thirteen years old."

When Huo Xie heard this, he said excitedly, "What do you mean?"

"If your Excellency can compensate for the loss of the Spirit Hall and kowtow to apologize in public, I will treat this incident as never happened." The master of the Spirit Hall said flatly.

However, these words were extremely harsh in the ears of the students at the door.

"It's just to lose some money?"

"This kind of guy should be killed!"

"Damn it, is Spirit Hall taking care of something?"

……

The corner of Huo Xie's mouth slightly curled up: "So as long as I pay some money and kneel down, you can let me go?"

"It's good that you understand, the title Douluo of our Wuhun Palace is not easy to mess with!" Jin Kun looked at Huo Xie with a look of victory over me.

"I refuse!" Huo Xie's original smile retracted, and the aura of being the only one in the world that day once again bloomed.

"I, Huo Xie, like to say no to those self-righteous guys!"

"I don't know what's good!" Jin Kun was furious. He was the strongest in the Wuhun Hall of Suotuo City, and even the city lord wanted to give him three points.

This 12-year-old child dared to slap him in the face again and again. If he didn't punish him, he might not be able to keep his face as the master of the Wuhun Hall.

"Martial soul possessed!"

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black.

The five spirit rings behind Jinkun spun wildly.

"It turned out to be the soul king."

"This kid is dead."

"Dare to come to Wuhundian, Saye, he is doomed to die."

Huo Xie looked at the soul ring behind Jin Kun and said slowly.

"The price of being my enemy is not something you can afford."

Jin Kun lightly stepped on the stairs with his back foot, and immediately rushed towards Huo Xie.

"Try to know!"

Martial soul, mysterious beetle.

A sharp worm horn appeared on top of Jin Kun's head.

"The third soul skill, crazy charge".

Jin Kun slammed into Huo Xie like a sharp sword, even a level 50 soul king would not dare to take the blow so carelessly.

"Boring!" Huo Xie held Jin Kun's worm horn in an instant.

The charge stopped.

Jin Kun wanted to back up, but he felt like his worm horns were clamped by iron clamps and he couldn't move.

"It's so powerful, is it some kind of artifact soul, or a power-type animal soul? Damn it, who the hell is this kid?"

Huo Xie watched Jin Kun struggling in front of him.

"Have you ever heard of the horn-broken madman!"

"Ah!" Jin Kun was puzzled.

Immediately afterwards, a sense of pain spread to Jin Kun's mind.

Huo Xie broke off the worm horn on his head.

"Ahhhhhh!" A fierce scream burst out of Jin Kun's throat.

Huo Xie looked at the broken horn on his hand. The most aggressive part of a person is often his weakness. The pain of a broken bone is unbearable for anyone.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"

Huo Xie casually threw the broken horn in his hand, and then a black light flashed, and the broken horn went straight through Jin Kun's stomach.

Huo Xie is not the kind of person who likes to kill people. Even if it penetrates his stomach, he tries to avoid hurting his internal organs.

"It's really poor and weak, and I can't even make me take a step back. If there are all such guys in Wuhundian, then in my opinion, they are no different from trash."

Huo Xie turned around and left, the domineering demeanor all over his body made people unable to bear the fear.

This matter was very fast, and the Wuhun Hall passed it up layer by layer, and finally came to the main hall.

Bibi Dong looked at the document in her hand.

"Interesting, is this kid really only 12 years old?"

……

walk down the street.

Huo Xie looked at the sky, thinking about where to go next.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was following behind, spoke worriedly at this moment.

"We just slapped Wuhundian in the face like this, nothing will happen!"

Huo Xie turned his head slightly, his eyes slightly arrogant.

"Enemies defeated by me will never be regarded as opponents by me. I will give them time to catch up until they are out of sight. Only the weak are afraid of fighting. The real strong are eager to fight."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't understand Huo Xie's mentality.

"But it will be very troublesome for you to provoke Wuhun Hall like this."

"You are wrong, Zhu Zhuqing, the weak are always the ones who have troubles in this world, and the strong are never afraid of troubles, even if my matter is known to the Pope of the Wuhun Palace, it doesn't matter, a genius with no power, you will win or kill him. "

Zhu Zhuqing was startled when he heard this sentence.

"You mean, what you just did was for me to see the Pope."

"No, it's just that I simply like [pretentious] fighting. Besides, if you want me to join the Hall of Souls, unless their Pope personally invites me, otherwise even if other people kneel down, I will not join the Hall of Souls." Huo Xie looked at the sky and said in a very sloppy manner.

Zhu Zhuqing was silent. In her heart, she subconsciously pulled herself to compare with Huo Xie, only to find that she was nothing.

Self-confident, strong, fearless, daring to challenge, and a little indescribable feeling [this is the case with social bullying syndrome], if such peers appear, will it be the tragedy of their era.

"If I also have such a character, such a talent, and such an ability, can I defeat my sister Huang?"Zhu Zhuqing fell into deep thought.

Unknowingly, the two came to a hotel.

"I'll stay here tonight. Such a luxurious hotel is very suitable for my role. As a young man with a strong personality, I must stay in the most luxurious hotel." Huo Xie said inwardly.

In front of the counter is a young lady with a better figure.

Huo Xie stepped into the threshold of the hotel, his eyes full of arrogance.

"I want to live in the most luxurious suite here."

The young lady looked at the young man in front of her, arrogant and cold, her temperament was not like that of ordinary people.

"Could it be the soul master of the big family." Thinking of this, the young lady immediately started to check the books.

"There just happened to be a double room, very luxurious."

"Then I want that." Huo Xie nodded.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing had a question mark on his face, and now he opened the room.

(End of this chapter)

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