Douluo: Reverse Dimension

Chapter 47 Uncle, it's not good to bully children

"Why did you look like a different person just now?" Yan Li said, raising his right hand and pointing to his temple, "I mean here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and suddenly covered his mouth again.

Song Ke was not surprised at all, and smiled sideways:

"Yes, I also think there is something wrong with me."

Yan Li and Ji Chen opened their mouths halfway, and said in astonishment:
"How can you admit this kind of thing so casually? You are the Holy Son now! You must always maintain your noble posture!"

Song Ke was dazed for a second, then patted the shoulders of the two of them and said:
"It's really hard for you to worry about me."

"In this case, you can take my place in the next class, I'm going to go out for a walk."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked out without waiting for the two to speak.

Yan Li and Ji Chen looked at each other, and whispered in unison:

"Holy Son is really capricious."

There are more than two hours before the evening banquet, Song Ke intends to go around Wuhun City to see if he can get some materials for making weapons.

The specific usage of Wanxiang Fang has not been practiced by myself. If you want to make weapons, you must have enough steel and gunpowder.

Obtaining these two materials is not a problem. The key is to obtain qualified steel materials. Apart from spending a lot of gold soul coins, you also need to refine them yourself.

Forget it, today I also reported my name and showed my face, which is considered an explanation to the class.

Next, the matter of the Golden Soul Coin must be resolved first, and I don't want to rely on the status of the Holy Child to use privileges everywhere.

If you want to obtain golden soul coins, you have to rely on your own hands.

At present, there is no way to get gold soul coins quickly in this Wuhun city, so I have to inquire.

After leaving the academy, Song Ke searched for a long time, but he couldn't find a blacksmith shop in Wuhun City, which was a bit embarrassing.

That's right, this is not a city in the empire after all, almost everyone here is a soul master, since they are soul masters, how can they do such dirty, tiring and shameless things like blacksmithing?

Well, it seems that if you want to obtain weapon casting materials, you have to go out of the city.

On the roof not far away, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupine Douluo looked at Song Ke who was running around, and couldn't help frowning slightly:

"Do we really want to follow him so closely? Is it really necessary for the Pope to do this?"

She Zilin sneered and said:

"Lingxue, you are still too naive, really think that the Pope sent us to follow him to protect him?"

"Huh? Not to protect him?" Li Xue looked puzzled.

She Zilin folded her hands, looked at Song Ke on the street, the corners of her mouth slightly raised:
"This kid exudes weirdness from head to toe. His Excellency the Pope named him a holy son, one is to test his strength, and the other is to protect him, so that other caring people will retreat in spite of difficulties."

"This is another reason, even if the Pope didn't say it, I can guess that this kid is a test product."

Bloodletting stroked his chin, and after a while he said:
"Oh I see!"

She Zilin paused for two seconds and then said:
"Look, this kid's soul power was only at level 21 in the morning, and now he has almost broken through level [-]. It's so weird that you can't treat it with common sense."

Bloodletting immediately found out, and got a vague message that Song Ke's soul power had reached the peak of the twentieth level, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough. If he was allowed to obtain the second soul ring, it is estimated that the soul power level would be directly raised by three level, reaching level 23.

"Such a rapid increase in soul power, maybe it can really meet the first request of the Pope." Lianxue was suddenly worried.

"It's not that simple!" She Zilin sneered and jumped to the roof beside her.

On the street, Song Ke, who was tired from walking, found a teahouse at random and slipped in, ordered a few cups of fresh green tea, sat there and drank it quietly.

"Let's go?" he asked in his heart while drinking tea.

Yaoyao replied:
"Not yet, the two of them never left you from the beginning, as if they were protecting you."

Song Ke sneered, picked up the teacup, and shook it:

"It sounds like protection, but it sounds like surveillance. In broad daylight, what will happen in Wuhun City?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong shaking erupted from the opposite hotel, and then the door on the first floor was suddenly blasted open.

Fragments from the explosion scattered in all directions, many of which had crushed the glass of the teahouse and landed beside Song Ke.

Song Ke dodged the debris, took a mouthful of green tea, stared blankly at the chaotic hotel, and murmured:

"Has my mouth been opened?"

Immediately afterwards, a burly man walked out with a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes covered in blood.

"Hmph, I'm looking at your daughter to show you face, don't fucking give me face!"

After he finished speaking, he threw the man to the ground, spit, and said viciously:

"You bastard, why don't you come to our Wuhun City to make a living?"

Before he finished speaking, a little girl ran out from the restaurant, ran to the man and cried, crying:

"Dad! Are you okay, Dad!"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes, coughed twice, got up weakly from the ground and said:

"It's all Dad's fault, Dad shouldn't have brought you to this Wuhun City!"

At this time, the strong man twisted his neck, walked to the little girl, bowed and grabbed her.

The little girl kept flapping her arms, struggling to get away.

"Hey, Old Pi, have you found any good seedlings?" People passing by asked with a smile.

The man named Pi Lao was originally named Chen Pi, and he was a soul king of more than 50 levels. He was also quite famous in this street. What he liked to do most was to bully these outsiders.

Chen Pi carried the little girl, smiled and said:

"This guy brought his daughter to my place to eat, but he didn't want to pay. Do you think I should beat him?"

Those passers-by laughed and said:
"These foreign goods really don't understand the rules, but Chen Pi, if you make such a big noise, watch out for the law enforcement team to trouble you!"

Chen Pi laughed out loud:

"These ordinary people beat them up whenever they want, and the law enforcement team has nothing to do with it."

"However, tell me, how can he, an ordinary person, give birth to a girl with soul power, and a mutated martial soul!"

What?Variation Martial Soul?Everyone was surprised:
"Chen Pi, you really found a treasure now, what are you going to do with this girl?"

"Give it to the academy, maybe they will reward me as an honorary elder if they are happy!"

"Huh? Are you kidding? You still want to be an elder with your strength? At most, I will give you some gold soul coins, and I am just expanding the floor for you."

"Hahaha, that's right."

"..."

What a fuck! Open the door for Shaba, Shaba is home!
Listening to the noise and ridicule around, Song Ke couldn't help but slander, and after much hesitation, he decided to intervene.

Chen Pi glanced at the panting man on the ground, turned around and walked into the restaurant with the little girl in his hand.

At this moment, a youthful voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"Uncle, it's not good to bully children!"

Chen Pi stopped, turned his head slightly, glanced at the young man who was talking, and found that the other party was wearing the clothes of the Wuhundian Academy, and walked in without speaking or communicating with the other party.

Song Ke frowned slightly, and shouted loudly:
"Hey! What about you! Put down the little girl in your hand!"

Chen Pi gritted his teeth, turned around and said coldly:
"Who are you? How dare you take care of my business?"

A student of Wuhundian Academy?The passers-by subconsciously took a few steps back and stood aside, acting as spectators.

Song Ke walked up to the man unhurriedly, and when he was about to inquire about the man's injury, Zhen Dejian said:
"It's okay, he should have just suffered a little concussion, just take some medicine and he'll be fine."

Chen Pi stood there, staring at Song Ke coldly, like a wild wolf staring at its prey.

Judging from the child's appearance, he should be only seven or eight years old, and he should understand how big the gap in strength is between me and him. In this case, normal people should retreat, but he chose to stop it.

Could it be that he is a disciple of some big family?
No, the disciples of the seven major sects will not choose to join the Wuhundian Academy to practice!
Thinking of this, Chen Pi's original doubts and uneasiness suddenly relaxed, he took a few steps forward, came to the door, and said in a deep voice:
"Boy, it's none of your business here. Hurry up and go back to your class. Do you want to learn from the grown-ups? Let's talk about it when you grow up!"

Song Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand, and said coldly:
"I told you to put her down, didn't you hear?"

(End of this chapter)