Become the Archbishop from Douluo

Chapter 55

The Wuhun Hall of Suotuo City is located in the center of Suotuo City, standing side by side with the City Lord's Mansion, Leng Xiyue found it easily.

At this time, the branch hall looks very lively. Dozens of teenagers and girls in white clothes, about [-] or [-] years old, are queuing up at the gate of the Spirit Hall, talking and laughing, it seems that students from a certain academy have come to the Hall of Spirits to handle what business.

Leng Xiyue took a look at the badges on these people, and saw the word 'Canghui' engraved on them, and couldn't help feeling how small this world is.

That's not right, Canghui College is the largest college in Soto City, so it's not surprising to meet her here, and it has nothing to do with her anyway.

For the time being, Leng Xiyue didn't want to have any contact with Canghui Academy, so she passed through the crowd and walked directly towards the gate of Wuhun Hall.

Just when she was about to enter the gate, someone suddenly pulled her back.

Leng Xiyue turned around and looked, but saw a burly young man looking at her coldly.

"Go to the back and line up, we, Canghui College, come first."

Leng Xiyue thought about it, people lined up neatly, and going in by herself would inevitably misunderstand the students who had been waiting for an unknown amount of time, so she politely explained:
"Brother, I'm not here to do business. I'm here to find someone. I don't conflict with your business."

"That doesn't work either." Who knows, the young man is not relentless: "No matter who you want to find, it will delay our affairs, and we will wait until the affairs of our Canghui Academy are over, let alone."

"A person like you, who is young and not talented, but has a lot of ability to act coquettishly and deceive others, can you know the big shots in Wuhun Hall?"

"I see that you are just looking for an excuse to jump in line. I can see more. Today you have to go in behind our Canghui Academy!"

Hard, fist hard.

To be honest, considering the future development in Soto City, Leng Xiyue doesn't want to do anything bad, but this person... is too f*cking to be beaten!

However, Leng Xiyue still suppressed her anger, and said: "I came to find the master of the branch hall of the Wuhun Temple, now make way for me, and I can let this matter go by!"

Some children from rich families in the Canghui Academy team have already realized that something is wrong. Although the clothes on Leng Xiyue look ordinary, they can be seen as high-end, even they can't afford to wear them like this. The clothes, maybe they are custom-made, it is very likely that such a person is here to find the branch master.

Before anyone else went up to remind him, the burly young man greeted a few more people and surrounded Leng Xiyue.

"Haha, you're looking for the Lord of the Spirit Hall? You're killing me! Come on, hit me, if you have the ability to beat me up? You can't even beat me, so get out!"

Leng Xiyue hadn't heard such a strange request for a long time, and she was very happy to fulfill his wish with the beauty of an adult.

Looking at a group of laughing teenagers around her, Leng Xiyue instantly possessed her martial soul, condensed spiritual energy on her fist, and blasted towards the burly young man's head.

The burly young man's reaction was not slow, he was already prepared for this kind of counterattack from embarrassment, he activated his martial soul instantly, attached a set of turtle shells to his body, and then stretched out his hand to block.

Then the huge force broke his arm into a fracture in an instant, sticking to his face, the whole person flew 18 meters away, and fell heavily on the ground, bleeding profusely, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Such a sudden scene shocked everyone in an instant. The burly young man was considered a top-notch existence in their grade, and he didn't expect to be beaten so badly after meeting him.

Just when everyone looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what to do, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "Brothers, go up! Avenge the tiger!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the more than 40 people present came to their senses immediately. The people in their academy were beaten, no matter right or wrong, if they didn't react at all, wouldn't they be ashamed if it got out?
What's more, they are good at bullying less with more!

As a result, the Canghui Academy present activated their martial souls one after another, and launched a 'justice' siege against Leng Xiyue alone.

Leng Xiyue snorted coldly, but she was not afraid at all. Regardless of the fact that these people have all kinds of melee and long-range auxiliary treatments, they are all great soul masters in their early twenties, but her current defense power has been raised to that of a soul emperor. Level, no matter how much this group of people attack, they can't even break through her defense, and a hundred more will be for nothing!

With a light footstep, her figure instantly rushed more than ten meters, and then she was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. She could knock them out with a single punch, but they were helpless, and they didn't even need to use their skills. The more than 40 people were lying on the ground, screaming.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash, they really don't want to be punished for toasting." Leng Xiyue sneered, and then walked towards the Hall of Spirits.

He didn't take two steps forward, but there was another roar from behind: "Who is it? Which bastard dares to beat our Canghui Academy? Stand up for me!"

Not only was Leng Xiyue a little speechless, but she was still thinking about how the students of Canghui College acted collectively without a teacher leading the team, and this happened.

Good guy, brushing a copy belongs to yes.

"You! Did you do it?"

Seeing Leng Xiyue covered in blood not far away, the teacher immediately opened his eyes wide and ran towards her.

Leng Xiyue's head suddenly grew dizzy. This teacher is eager to love his students, so he shouldn't be considered a bad person, but after all, he is a strong soul king, and she has no way to subdue him for a while.

The only way to break the leg is to use the Millikin Juhe technique, and then find someone to heal it.

Thinking of this, Leng Xiyue did not hesitate, touched the revolver at her waist with her right hand, turned around and pulled it out, but just as she was about to shoot, there was a burst of shouting from the door behind her: "Who dares to be in my Wuhun Hall?" make trouble?"

As soon as the voice came out, the teacher who was originally furious plopped down and knelt down, howling: "Master Deacon, you have to decide for us! My students were only here to register as great soul masters, but who knows. Who knew... he was beaten like this, it's hard to say whether he can practice in the future!"

Leng Xiyue's face was full of black lines, she still knew the severity, so naturally she wouldn't beat her to death, nor would she cause any serious injuries, at most her face was swollen into a pig's head or a slight concussion.

This kind of injury is healed by a soul master of the healing department face to face, why cry!
The deacon was followed by a few students who had just registered. Seeing that their teachers were starting to sell miserably, they also cried and rushed:
"Brother! You died so miserable!!!"

"Junior sister! My little junior sister! You bastard! She has just been my girlfriend for two days!"

"Bastard! We, Canghui Academy, have nothing to do with you!"

Hearing a group of masculine-looking young men crying like bitter women, the deacon couldn't hold back anymore, and said coldly:
"Enough! How can you behave like this? You Canghui Academy are shameless, and our Spirit Hall wants more!"

Afterwards, his eyes softened, and Xiao Mimi looked at Leng Xiyue: "Little girl, tell me, what happened here?"

(End of this chapter)