Douluo: Don't think I'm just an assistant soul master

Chapter 7
"It hurts, it hurts, I won't come anymore, my chest is completely red!" Zhong Wuchang's face was covered with sweat, and he looked at his chest with his shirt lifted, it was a breast that even women envied.

Xia Zhi smiled and said: "This is only the first day, it's not bad for you to be able to practice like this."

He also sweated a lot. Although he could recover a lot of his size advantages by using his strength, the gap was too big, and the load caused was also heavy, which was tiring for him.

Xia Zhi said: "Let's go, let's go back to the dormitory to take a shower, and then we'll have dinner."

Take the broom and feather duster, put them back in the storage room, and then return to the dormitory building.

Along the way, the two talked and laughed.

Downstairs of the dormitory, the first floor is a large dormitory, which is also a gathering place for work-study students.

Upstairs is a seven-person dormitory for children from wealthy families.

The villages around Suotuo City should be relatively rich. Because of Suotuo City, the food collected will be much higher than that of ordinary cities, but the reality is often the opposite.

The corrupt empire is rotten from the root, how can the common people at the bottom live well.

"Why do you beat people? Are we work-study students so easy to bully!?"

In the second dormitory on the first floor, the dormitory for work-study students, there was a sudden sound of anger.

Xia Zhi heard the words, and looked curiously in his eyes. There was a dormitory for work-student students. He glanced at Zhong Wuchang: "It seems that something happened inside, go and have a look?"

"We are also work-study students, we must go."

Xia Zhi nodded, took Zhong Wuchang to the door of the dormitory, and heard the wailing sound coming from inside again.

Zhong Wuchang clenched his fists: "Three hit one, are they still human?"

"Whether they are human or not, beat them all up. I don't believe they can beat everyone in this dormitory."

Xia Zhi murmured, "Come on, let's go in."

The second house is not big, and there are more than 20 work-study students living there, but in terms of clothing, the gap between the two parties is too great.

Among these people, there were three children from rich families, and the rest were flattering commoners. They came to the work-study student dormitory to increase the knowledge of the newly entered college students from rich families.

In their view, work-study students are just a bunch of rubbish, they can be bullied no matter what.

They have come to the work-study student dormitory more than once to show off their power.

"You're crazy, I'll make you crazy, don't call me big brother, you dare to let us get out."

"Do you know who is standing in front of you? Yang Shao, his father is a well-known businessman in Soto City, someone you can offend?"

The leader, Yang Shuang, hugged a child's shoulder, pointed at the child who was beaten and laughed.

He was very satisfied with the words of these followers!
And Xia Zhi and Zhong Wuchang entered the dormitory.

He picked up the broom and dustpan at the door, and waved them at several people without saying a word.

"what!"

"Who attacked us?"

If one end of the broom doesn't hurt, then there is another end.

Xia Zhi was not very strong, but he was ruthless, grabbing a broom and swiping at their ankles and knees.

Among Yang Shuang's seven people, three of them were beating the work-student students, but there were no three attendants.

Yang Shuang's three wealthy children had only one follower to protect him, but under Xia Zhi's continuous swing, the only follower fell to the ground, hugging his knees and crying.

The arms were numb and the knees were beaten. Anyone would fall to the ground and call for mother.

"The beatings have come to the dormitory. Do you really think that the work-students are the only ones who are beaten?"

Xia Zhi was holding the broom, and he waved it around, not giving Yang Shuang and the others a chance to use their martial arts, knocking down a follower, and messing around with an older son of a rich man!

The stick is merciless, and the dustpan is not vegetarian.

Zhong Wuchang is vigorous and has the advantage of his size. A dustpan hits a person, and then the meat bomb impacts, knocking down a person is a severe beating.

"Young Master Yang, Young Master Su!" The three attendants who beat up the workers and students shouted immediately.

Of the three rich children, only the youngest one remains.

The child was more than six years old before he joined Soto Academy. He stood there in a daze. He, who originally hated to overwhelm others, was confused by the sudden arrival of two people.

the other side.

The three attendants were anxious, and they used the martial soul for the first time. They were not very old, about ten years old, but when they used the martial soul power, there was a significant change.

"Do you two know who it was?"

All three of them were soul masters, and they were well-known in Soto Academy, so they were accepted by Yang Shuang and others as followers. They were very angry when they saw Yang Shuang being beaten.

One of them used his martial soul, and the pale yellow soul power floated out one by one. He was very fast, and rushed to Xia Zhi in a few steps, waving his right hand.

"I don't care who you are, if you bully someone, you should be beaten!"

Xia Zhi dodged sideways and missed the blow, and the opponent's right leg Jin Ting kicked diagonally upwards again.

Xia Zhi stared, recalling the self-defense technique he had practiced back then, before the opponent came, he quickly hugged his calf, then turned around quickly, and kicked the opponent's left calf with his left foot while turning around.

That person was obviously in pain, and couldn't use his strength for a short time. Xia Zhi saw the right moment, and a sudden fall appeared!
With a bang, the man was smashed to the ground and fell out of the dormitory door!
"Ah!" A shrill scream came from outside the door.

Xia Zhi regained consciousness and looked at the other two, who were waving their fists around Zhong Wuchang.

And the son of the rich family who was being crushed was already lying on the side panting.

"Hit hard, don't give them time to breathe!" Yang Shuang roared.

"Stop!" Xia Zhi yelled angrily, kicking one person in the back with a sprint.

He gritted his teeth, sat on the man and waved his fists. Just three punches left his face bruised.

Then he got up, but was still punched in the head by another person.

Seeing Xia Zhi fall, Su Chang and Yang Shuang moved one after another, wanting to give him a good blow.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze! They've all come to the dormitory for bullying, and you're afraid they won't succeed, so beat them so they don't dare to bully us again!" The child who was beaten before shouted, his wounds were already bruised.

But he got up, and ran to the standing follower in twos and threes, waving his arms.

Suddenly, a group of children in the dormitory were enraged. They gritted their teeth and chased after them angrily. They are poor and can only bear it. Once they explode, they don't care about your identity!

It's not about soul masters, we have a lot of people, so we chase you and fight.

"Hit them, don't let them go."

"There's another one outside, drag it in and beat it up!"

"Let you bully us, we work-study students are not easy to bully!"

……

Seven people, six soul masters, were overwhelmed by the sea of ​​work-student students. Several pairs of arms struck them across the body, and some people's stinky feet stretched out and rubbed them in their mouths.

Yang Shuang and others cried and shouted in pain. They never thought that one day they would be bullied by work-student students.

Among them, the six-year-old sons of newly promoted rich families were let go, and they were not disgusting enough to beat a child.

Xia Zhi clutched his forehead. He felt dizzy and dizzy after being hit by a punch before. He waited for a while before recovering. In a world where strength is paramount, weakness is the original sin.

Xia Zhi pulled back her clothes, and the location of the hit on her chest didn't matter much.

"Little Fatty, how are you?"

Zhong Wuchang shook his head: "It's okay, they didn't hurt me at all." His painful expression betrayed his words.

(End of this chapter)