Slap the face from Douluo

Chapter 82

bazaar.

Bazaar actually came.He is not afraid of Bazaar.

How could he be afraid?

"Brother Ye, are your feet shaking?"

"Nothing."

"Brother Ye, your voice is trembling a bit?"

"Cough, how is it possible."

……

As a hooker, Ye Bai said that there is no reason to be afraid.It's just a pity that he pretended to be aggressive for the first time in his life, and he was slapped in the face in an instant.

Alas, people are in the rivers and lakes, and when they come out to play around, they always have to pay back.

"It seems that if you slap other people's faces too much, it's possible for your own face to be slapped by others." Ye Bai felt a little melancholy in his heart, even the expression on his face was not very happy.

"Xiaoye, don't be afraid, it's Shilai who is here, and Teacher Zhao will protect you." Zao Wou-ki patted Ye Bai's shoulder, with a look of arrogance, facing Bazaar and others, he said dismissively:

"I think back when Mr. Zhao faced the siege of sixteen bishops."

"But what happened?"

"As a result, the name of Prince Fudoming has resounded throughout the entire continent since that battle."

"And now, how many are there? Don't worry, it's the Slay people who come. No matter what happens, Mr. Zhao will settle it for you. Because you are a student of our college."

Here comes the Sly people.

Tang San on the side heard his blood surging, Shrek Academy is very good, and Teacher Zhao is also very good.

He has an urge to shed his blood for the academy.

Ma Hongjun's peach blossom eyes are even more dazzling.

Look, this is my teacher.

I believe that if I also encounter such troubles, Teacher Zhao will also stand up for me.

Cuihua looked at the excited expressions of everyone.

She felt that she also seemed to have to express some different emotions: Wow, my family Hongjun is so nice to have such a teacher.

"..." Ye Bai.

He knew that although Zhao Wuji had a fierce appearance, he was extremely defensive, but Mr. Zhao, among them, Locke was a seven-ringed soul sage, similar to you.

Bazaar is even more powerful, Eight Ring Contra.

Mr. Zhao, you will be beaten.

"Ms. Zhao, they are too powerful. I don't want to involve the teacher." Ye Bai said with firm eyes, "This is my personal matter. There is no need for Mr. Zhao to take risks for me."

"Mr. Zhao's kindness, Ye Bai is very grateful."

"If there is a future, Ye Bai will definitely find a chance to repay you."

When Zhao Wuji heard this, he became angry, his tendons twitched and his whiskers fluttered, "Xiaoye, if you come, you will be a Slay, can I let you be bullied by others?"

"I'm the vice president."

"Do you know what the vice president means?"

"The deputy dean means that if the dean is not here, I am the dean. Can the dean make you suffer?"

Ye Bai, Xiaosan, Ma Hongjun, and Cuihua suddenly felt admiration in their hearts, and they looked at Teacher Zhao with admiration.

This fiery adoring gaze made Mr. Zhao have an illusion that he seemed to have reached the pinnacle of his life at this moment.

Some hallucinations appeared in the eyes.

Teacher Zhao watched, one, two, three, a total of seven soul rings rose from the thin and tall bamboo pole-like body.

"Oh, no wonder Xiaoye stopped me from helping, it turned out to be a Seven Ring Soul Sage."

"But so what?"

"in those days……"

With a wave of Bazaar's hand, immediately, the remaining five people he brought had soul rings lit up under their feet one after another.

All five of them have seven spirit rings.

It shows that these five people are also Seven Ring Soul Sages.

Teacher Zhao rubbed his eyes, "Well, hallucination, this is hallucination. Didn't see, the person at the head doesn't have any soul rings? It seems that I miss the battle of the Sixteenth Bishop too much."

"Well, when people are old, they just like nostalgia."

at this time.

A yellow soul ring lit up on the sole of Bazaar's feet.

Immediately afterwards, there was another yellow soul ring.

It didn't stop yet, three, four, eight soul rings, yellow, purple, black, and black, were dancing around Baza's body.

"Hiss." Teacher Zhao's smile stopped abruptly, "This... this, this, this." His dream of sixteen bishops in those days was instantly awakened, Mad, six soul saints with seven rings, and one soul fighter with eight rings.

Woohoo, can I take back what I just said?

"Mr. Zhao, you are really strong. Facing six soul saints and one soul douluo, you can be so domineering and dismissive. Tang San admires you very much. It was Tang San's honor to fight against you before."

"Mr. Zhao, I'm proud of you."

"Ms. Zhao, I will definitely tell the dean about your feat. I think the dean can no longer be the dean. The dean should let Mr. Zhao know."

"Ms. Zhao, Balabala..."

Xiaosan, Ye Bai, Ma Hongjun, Cuihua and others all praised Teacher Zhao, but they didn't notice the deep grief in Teacher Zhao's heart at all.

This grief is the grief of going to the guillotine.

Teacher Zhao's face turned horizontally, and the muscles on his face looked very scary, showing the incomparable struggle in his heart at this moment.

Made, go all out.

"Old Shao, Lao Li, Lao Lu, instructor, come out quickly! If you don't come out, my old Zhao's chrysanthemum will be stabbed by others."

Teacher Zhao's cry was like the shrill sound of a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered in a slaughterhouse, resounding through the world and stunned everyone.

"..." Ye Bai.

"..." Xiaosan.

"..." Ma Hongjun.

"..." Bazaar.

There were still a lot of people in the back who were not completely stunned, and there were a few piercing sounds, and then, a few figures fell beside Teacher Zhao.

Shao Xin still held a piece of dough in his hand. As a food-type soul master, Mr. Shao has requirements for cooking skills.

No, I'm just preparing tomorrow's breakfast.

Hearing Lao Zhao's cry of killing a pig, Mr. Shao didn't want to talk to him. What could be more important than preparing delicious food?

But Mr. Shao thought about it again, alas, that's all, let's work together.

Your ass is about to burst.

Why not come and see it?

Li Yusong came out with a stick, and Mr. Zhao was about to be stabbed, so he didn't know if he wanted to contribute the stick.

The rest of Teacher Lu Qibin is much more normal.

Tonight, he was watching the sky at night, and suddenly he saw a shooting star passing by in the southeast corner, which meant that something big was about to happen.

Lu Qibin took out the Xingluo Chessboard and kept making calculations, but he still got nothing.

He was so annoyed that he even pulled a few hairs.

At this moment, he heard a shrill cry for help, and Teacher Lu showed a relieved expression on his face.

"It turns out that this move is due to Mr. Zhao."

The instructor stood beside Ye Bai calmly, as if ready to block Ye Bai's attack at any time.

When Bazaar saw it, he was terrified, the man had been smashed to pieces by him, but he was still alive and appeared again.

Baza's aura became even fiercer, like a towering mountain pressing down on Ye Bai and the others.

Under the traction of the air machine.

The faces of the teachers finally became serious, and Lu Qibin asked, "Old Zhao, what's going on?"

"They want to stab old Zhao and my ass." Zhao Wou-ki.

"..." Lu Qibin.

"..." Li Yusong.

"..." Shao Xin.

"Teachers, this is my personal vendetta. Ye Bai doesn't want to hurt the teacher. You all go back." Ye Bai said again.

The origins of Bazaar and others are very mysterious. You must know that when Locke led the team last time, it was just a group of five rings, and there were not many six rings.

But now, it's basically the Seven-ring Soul Sage who comes, and there is also the Eight-ring Soul Douluo.

"Shrek's teachers will inevitably suffer heavy casualties when they face Bazaar and the others. Let me handle it. At worst, I will run away again." Ye Bai thought in his heart.

"What bastards are you talking about? It's so upsetting. Let me tell you, it's the Slay people who come, and I'll cover you." Teacher Zhao's face was full of indifference.

Several teachers had the same look on their faces.

After Teacher Zhao finished speaking, it seemed that he even picked his nose.

Thick and yellow.

A flick hit Bazaar's face...

(End of this chapter)