Douluo: I have countless clones

Chapter 6 Young people don't talk about martial arts!
Luo Ye first put the clothes she bought into her locker and Cui Ning's locker, then followed Zhao Xiaoxiong and a dozen others upstairs to meet the senior students.

Fenyancheng Junior Soul Master Academy is not complicated, and the rules in the academy more or less stipulate that students in the academy cannot be bullied, but there are always some people who think they are arrogant and often bully work-study students and ordinary students.

Senior students, a group of old students who are about to graduate.

They have strengths that ordinary students can't reach. They have a spirit with one more soul ring than ordinary students. They are rich and powerful, so they bully people for fun.

But this time, they hit the iron plate!
A dozen people from Luoye came to the fourth floor, which is the highest floor of the student dormitory, and the dormitory environment is also the best floor.But the price is not small, one silver soul coin a month.

"Mo Xiaoyao and the others are in the 404 dormitory. If we dare to come to them, they dare to teach us a lesson." A student who was bullied said.

Zhao Xiaoxiong rolled up his sleeves, his temper came up, and he pissed off the air.

"Open the door, the inspector of the academy is anti-pornography!" After finishing speaking, he kicked the wooden door.

Boom!

The vibration disturbed the people in the surrounding dormitories, and some dormitories opened the doors first to check.

"Look at you, I'll go to your dormitory to scan it again!" Zhao Xiaoxiong was not polite when facing the senior academy, and started cursing directly with rough language.

boom!boom! !

Several doors were pressed against them one after another, and they were all shocked, especially the dozen or so figures in the aisle, my goddammit, those who didn't know thought they were going to kill someone.

The door of room 404 was opened, and before the students who opened the door asked about the situation, a group of people led by Zhao Xiaoxiong broke in and threw the first person down.

Seeing so many people pouring in and another companion being thrown down, some students in the room panicked.

"Wuhun, open!"

"I'll drive your uncle, let the old man climb." Zhao Xiaoxiong kicked over again, with such force that he directly kicked the student who had activated his martial spirit four or five meters away.

"Siege them, don't give them a chance to activate martial arts!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

More than a dozen people jumped forward, like a big net covering the sky, covering the five remaining students in the room.

"I don't accept it, you gang fight, don't talk about martial arts, even if you beat me now, I will find a crowd to beat you next time!" Mo Xiaoyao, who was suppressed by four or five people, shouted loudly.

"That's right, Mo..."

Before he could finish speaking, the senior student who was suppressed to speak was punched and kicked.

"Don't hit me, I was wrong, please don't hit me."

This is the fate of helping the evildoers, either being educated or on the way to be educated.

"You don't agree, okay, I'll give you a chance!" Zhao Xiaoxiong signaled the others to let go of Mo Xiaoyao, and said: "Zhao Xiaoxiong, Wuhun bloodthirsty tyrant Xiong, fifteenth-level battle soul master, please advise!"

Mo Xiaoyao took a vicious look at the work-student who was pressing him down, and then looked at Zhao Xiaoxiong.

And when he saw the yellow martial soul floating on the opponent's martial soul when he opened it, and heard the fifteenth level of soul power, he knew it was a hard stubble.

"Brother Mo doesn't need to make a move, I'll take the lead!" said a student who was suppressed before.

He was eleven or twelve years old, strong and well-dressed.

"I, Liu Tian, ​​will take the lead, Brother Mo, take a break first!" Liu Tian was very dragged, his gaze scanned Luo Ye and the others, and finally fixed on Luo Ye.

"You, it's you. What do you look at? I'm referring to you. I've seen you upset for a long time. If you have the ability to fight me, Liu Tian, ​​for [-] rounds, do you dare?"

Everyone looked at Luo Ye, who was only about 1.1 meters tall, and frowned. Luo Ye is not tall, so it can be said that he is malnourished. Is this kind of child you want to challenge?
"You bastard, if you have the ability to find us! What kind of ability is bullying someone who is shorter than you!"

Cui Ning was also upset, "You are courting death!"

"Are you really going to challenge me? Are you sure you are right?" Luo Ye was very hurt. Although I am short now, I actually have a lot of energy in my body!

I, specialty!

"It's you, that's right, I, Liu Tian, ​​don't choose people based on height and soul power. You are the one I choose!" Liu Tian looked profound.

Mo Xiaoyao covered his face, this damn guy, he doesn't know how to lose face, why is he so high-profile, do you think it's an honor to spank a kid?

Just when a group of people shouted to beat Liu Tian.

Luo Ye took a step forward and said, "Luo Ye, Wuhun Soul Breaking Stick, seventeenth-level weapon and soul master, please advise!"

The fifty-pound soul-breaking stick hit the ground with a bang, cracking a large tile, and a yellow century-old soul ring rose from his body.

The deterrent effect is not insignificant, Liu Tian was stunned on the spot!
"Haha, that's a good choice! Liu Tian, ​​just pointing at him is a seventeenth-level battle soul master, I'm dying of laughter!" Zhao Xiaoxiong grinned directly, followed by taunting words.

"Come on! We are so afraid that you will challenge our seventeenth-level battle soul master."

"Haha, I told you to fill the cup, do you want to fill it?"

Luo Ye raised the soul-breaking stick and said: "Come on! I'll wait for you to open the martial arts!" I will quietly watch you fill the cup, and see if you dare to fight.

Liu Tian's legs were trembling, he turned his head to look at Mo Xiaoyao, his eyes were full of desire to survive.

"Brother Mo...Brother, can we admit defeat?"

Seventeenth-level battle soul master, I'm still kidding, you said it's okay without a spirit ring, even if he has a spirit ring and only has an eleventh and second level, he can still fight in a decent way, but when he comes up, he is a seventeenth-level battle soul master. soul master...

"Hmph, trash!" Mo Xiaoyao scolded angrily, then glared at the timid Liu Tian, ​​looked at Luo Ye and said, "I'll fight with you!"

"Mo Xiaoyao, Martial Soul Flame Wolf, Level [-] Sensitive Attack Soul Master!"

The level of soul power is good. Being able to practice to the sixteenth level in the low-level soul master academy shows that you have worked hard. Judging by your age, you should be in your early ten years old, and you should be in your early twenties when you graduate.

However, this kind of talent and strength is far from enough in front of Luo Ye!

The corner of Luo Ye's mouth raised, and he stepped forward, swinging the soul-breaking stick in his hand and beating.

"My Wuhun body weighs 150 jins. I throw it out to [-] jins. I advise you not to take it hard." The strength of more than [-] jins is considered very heavy at this age.

Naturally, Mo Xiaoyao didn't take it hard, he is a sensitive attacking soul master, good at speed and strength, so naturally he wouldn't let Luo Ye's martial soul touch him.

Just like now, don't look at Luo Ye's Wuhun almost touching him, in fact, this stick is attached with a boost of spirit power, and Mo Xiaoyao was sent flying before he could dodge it!
"I forgot to tell you, my first soul skill increases my attack speed by [-]%. The speed you see with the naked eye is actually a million times slower than it actually is."

Mo Xiaoyao was hit on the floor tiles, cracking at least five tiles, he was hit hard on the waist, and his bile was almost knocked out.

"Young people don't talk about martial arts, I advise you to consume...mouse tail juice!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Xiaoyao fainted to the ground without moving.

(End of this chapter)