Douluo: I mess around in Tangmen

"Ahhh! You bastard, let me go!" The student with side-combed hair screamed one after another. He felt as if he was caught by iron claws, and his index and middle fingers were about to squeeze out of the three rooms and one living room in the palm of his hand. .

That was excruciating pain!

Ye Nanxiao gently let go of his hand, and the student with side-combed hair was immediately driven backwards by his own strength and fell heavily to the ground.

"You bastard want to cause trouble, right?"

Seeing their companions fall to the ground, the remaining Zhengtian Academy members immediately rushed forward.

Facing the incoming fists, Ye Nanxiao remained calm, blue light surged in his eyes, and the world seemed to slow down in his eyes.

Counter punch, block, release force and stagger.

Ye Nanxiao looked extremely relaxed, and every move was just right to block the opponent's attack.

Although the students did not use their martial souls, their physical qualities were in line with their cultivation. Seeing that so many people could not take advantage of Ye Nanxiao, they had no choice but to stop.

Fighting with more and less is an act without martial ethics, and the opponent will also neutralize all their moves.

It was enough to show that they had encountered a difficult situation.

"The fist is soft, what's wrong? Didn't you eat? Or did you spend all your energy on Bai Huahua's belly?" Ye Nanxiao's poisonous tongue turned deadly.

As soon as these words came out, all the students from Zhengtian Academy turned red with anger.

"You... you sign up for me!" A tall student waved his fist and wanted to come up and fight Ye Nanxiao.

Ye Nanxiao caught the student's fist with one hand, gently pulled it away, transferred the force, and returned it to the student, knocking him back several steps.

"If I can't win, I still have to ask for my name. Aren't I afraid that after knowing my name, you won't be able to walk out of this street at all?" The smile on Ye Nanxiao's face was a bit sinister, and a chill quietly spread over him.

Mr. Xuan simply sat on the stool set up at the food stall and quietly watched Ye Nanxiao perform his mind-attacking skills.

Anyway, with him here, even if Ye Nanxiao beats up all these people from Zhengtian College and hangs them on the gate, nothing will happen.

After all, they were only two people, and against so many people, it was the other party who made the first move, no matter what, it made sense.

Ye Nanxiao's sudden burst of aura immediately shocked the students of Zhengtian College.

How can young masters who have only stayed in the academy and have never seen the dark side of the world resist Ye Nanxiao's cold and fierce aura belonging to "Mu Shiyi"?

A group of students from Zhengtian Academy seemed to see the God of Death holding a sharp sword and urging them to die. The strong murderous intent licked the back of their necks, and the cold killing intent seemed to cut off their blood flow.

After enduring Ye Nanxiao's murderous intent for a few seconds, some people started frothing at the mouth and fell down.

"stop!"

A teacher from Zhengtian College quickly flew out, swung an iron chain in his hand and whipped it towards Ye Nanxiao.

Mr. Xuan raised his eyelids slightly and glared at the teacher, with a bit of anger in his eyes. He could see that the teacher was using all his strength to drive the chain in his hand, and he obviously had murderous intentions.

Ye Nanxiao didn't take any action from beginning to end, he only retaliated passively, but this teacher actually wanted to kill him?

Simply presumptuous!

The iron chain that hit the sonic boom was immediately frozen in the air, and the teacher, too, had a horrified expression fixed on his face.

Ye Nanxiao turned his head slightly to look at the teacher. He also saw the ruthlessness of the other party, so he no longer suppressed the murderous intention and fully leaned forward.

"Go and invite Qing Wu!" The teacher from Zhengtian College used all his strength to squeeze out a sentence, and then he was overwhelmed with murderous intent.

"Hey, it's a ten-thousand-year soul skill from the beginning, and it's still going to the vital point. It's just a little quarrel. What if the person standing here is a person with a low soul power cultivation level or an ordinary person?" Ye Nanxiao The smile on his face disappeared and he stared at the teacher coldly.

Mr. Xuan stood up and walked to Ye Nanxiao. With every step he took, the pressure on the teacher became heavier.

"Your Excellency, please spare your life! I... I just want to save my students!" the teacher from Zhengtian College said tremblingly, cold sweat falling from his forehead.

Old Xuan gently raised his hand and pressed this man to the ground.

"I want to ask you, when you took action, did you ever think about whether you would take the other person's life?"

"No! I stopped it!!" The teacher of Zhengtian College would definitely not admit it. He had no intention of stopping it at all. He usually had the benefit of accepting those few students.

Mr. Xuan didn't speak, he put his hands behind his back and raised his head slightly.

The teacher was forced into the ground, and the severe pain made him faint.

"Zhengtian College is still a noble college after all." Mr. Xuan snorted coldly.

Such people can become teachers in the college, so the overall environment can be seen.

"Mr.

"If you kill the young, you will grow old. This is true." said Mr. Xuan.

As the words fell, a tornado made of golden leaves floated up. An old man and a young boy stood in the tornado made of golden leaves.

"Both of you, you are taking action not far from the entrance of Zhengtian College. Have you ever taken Zhengtian College seriously?"

A thin old man with short hair stepped out and landed in front of Mr. Xuan and Ye Nanxiao.

Ye Nanxiao looked at the young man who was making a grand appearance opposite, stretched out his hand, and caught a golden leaf flying quickly between his index and middle fingers.

"Ye Wuqing, how can I see this arrogant man again?"

The young man with the unique Golden Leaf Martial Spirit is Ye Wuqing, the captain who once led the Zhengtian Academy team in the National Soul Master Competition.

Ye Wuqing's face was full of arrogance, his eyes were closed, and he looked careless, with a golden leaf storm behind him.

"Who is your Excellency? I am Ye Zhenghao! The Dean of Students of Zhengtian College!" A large wave of soul power exploded from the old man's body, pressing down on Mr. Xuan and Ye Nanxiao with overwhelming force.

"Zhengtian, I vaguely remember that decades ago, Zhengtian still used openness and aboveboard as its school motto. Why, after changing people, did they even change the school motto? Did you teach some such things?" Mr. Xuan took a step forward, Instantly counteracting Ye Zhenghao's soul power pressure.

"Huh?!" Ye Zhenghao's expression changed. If he knew the history of Zhengtian College for decades, and could easily break his soul power pressure, the opponent must also be an old monster who has lived long enough.

Ye Zhenghao glanced indifferently at the students lying on the ground and the teacher who was pressed into the ground, and secretly thought in his heart that these idiots, with their lack of eyesight, have offended old monsters that they shouldn't offend!

"This friend, since you know about our Zhengtian College, can you show your favor and let us expose this matter?" Ye Zhenghao was unsure. The other party had barely used his soul power just now, so he must be stronger than himself.

"Uncle." Ye Qingqing opened his eyes. The golden leaves behind him became still, and the aura on his body became restrained.

"Qing Wu, this matter is not something you can handle!" Ye Zhenghao said seriously. He vaguely felt that the sloppy old man in front of him looked familiar.

"Have you ever exposed it? How big of a face do you have?" Mr. Xuan snorted coldly.

"Why, just because of some verbal disputes, your teachers at Zhengtian College have the right to control other people's lives and deaths?"

"Or do you, Zhengtian, think that you are comparable to Shrek Academy? Zhengtian, is your surname Ye?"

Ye Zhenghao looked a little ugly, but facing an opponent whose strength was unclear, he did not dare to quibble.

Ye Nanxiao pricked up his ears. The surname of Zhengtian College is Ye?Is the management controlled by a family?

"This matter is due to my poor management as the dean of students, which led to the emergence of such a sloppy teacher in Zhengtian. Zhengtian will re-evaluate this teacher's qualifications!" Ye Zhenghao said bravely, while he was already feeling sorry for the teacher in his heart. The death penalty was handed down.

Zhengtian College does not need such useless teachers.

Listening to Ye Zhenghao's perfunctory words, Mr.

From the beginning to the end, the old man was always talking about matters, and the other party came up with a killer move. He could stand here calmly and talk to Ye Zhenghao, which was already a step forward in his physical and mental cultivation over the years.

I didn’t see him. He just beat the person twice. Is he still alive?

Ye Zhenghao's expression changed, and veins popped up on his forehead.

How many years has it been, how many years has no one in Zhengtian City dared to speak to him like this?

Although he was a little wary of the unknown strong man in front of him, but now in front of the juniors, how could he gain a foothold in the academy and within the family after losing face?

"My friend, I have already said that this is a personal problem for this teacher, and I have no intention of holding you accountable. Now, you still want me to apologize? Isn't this a bit bullying?" Ye Zhenghao held back his heart. With anger, he gritted his teeth and said.

"According to what you say, I can stand here intact and talk to you. Are we bullying people?" Ye Nanxiao said with a smile, taking two steps forward.

Seeing Ye Nanxiao coming out, Ye Wuqing's eyes changed slightly, and his left hand trembled slightly. This was a sequelae of the last national competition.

The man who carried a lot of ice and had his pride shattered!

Ye Wuqing was a real genius, and he immediately thought that the middle-aged man in front of him was disguised.

Disguise is a skill with a low threshold, but a very profound knowledge.

If you want to completely disguise yourself as another person, in addition to the appearance, your habits, smell, and some subconscious muscle memory must be completely changed. This is also the most difficult part.

It is almost impossible to completely disguise yourself as a person you imagined out of thin air. Because it is imaginary, you will subconsciously bring in some small movements of your own.

And some of that person's small movements happened to be observed at close range by Ye Qingqing.

"This middle-aged man, is he?" Ye Qingqing's eyes widened slightly, and the motionless golden leaf behind him trembled slightly.

"Ye Nanxiao!"