Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 561 Strange Ritual
"Where did you come from?" Frowning, the effeminate young man said dissatisfied.

But the man who appeared suddenly did not answer his question, and still asked: "Tell me, if you don't do it well, or if you don't do it for you, what are you going to do to the Michelin Academy?"

"Of course it is." The young man stopped suddenly after speaking halfway, and didn't say any more.

He's not a fool. After thinking about it for a while, he knows that the other party doesn't look like an idiot. Knowing that he is a member of the Sanctuary of Athens, he dares to stand out and speak so arrogantly. He must have something to rely on!

But, what is this dependence?Judging from his aura, this guy is not too strong.
After thinking for a while, the young man turned his head and ordered, "Let go of me."

The people he brought let go of Master Lubzon and the students who were restrained by them.

"I don't know who you are?" the young man asked in a soft voice.

"I'm a teacher from the Michelin Academy." The man said directly, his tone was indifferent, with a bit of condescension, as if he didn't pay attention to the sanctuary of Athens at all.

It turns out that he is also a cook. I was taken aback, and I was almost bluffed by you!

The young man was about to taunt a few words, when among the people he brought, a middle-aged man in armor stopped in front of him.

That was Lute, the chief guard of the Temple of Artemis, a long-standing venerable powerhouse, although he had always been taciturn, but he had rich combat experience, and he had also traveled to the mainland and gained a great reputation.

He stopped the young man's opening, looked at the man vigilantly, and said seriously in a hoarse voice: "Sorry, sir, we didn't know that the Michelin Academy had a big man like you sitting in charge, this time it is really offensive , I am here to express my deep apologies to you on behalf of the temple, I wonder if you can look at Lord Artemis’s face and let us go this time? We will definitely report back!”

grown ups?Why did Root call him my lord?

Leon's heart was overwhelmed: In terms of honorific title, could this humble guy be a martial artist?What is this Michelin Academy, a top martial arts force with a martial saint in charge?So why haven't I heard of this academy before?
There are many various martial arts academies in the entire continent, and there are even more martial arts forces, but only the academies or forces with martial saint-level powerhouses will be called top schools or forces, and will be famous throughout the continent, such as Vienna Music in Austria. Academies, for example, the religions with several martial saints sitting in the town, such as the large and small countries protected by the guardian martial saints
The people onlookers were also full of shock, with suspicion on their faces: This inconspicuous Michelin Academy, composed of another group of cooks and never heard of before, is actually a top-level academy?Can a cook also become a martial saint?How can this be?

"I can give you face." The man's voice was still calm: "But capital punishment is inevitable, and living crime is inevitable!"

Then he pointed to the guards of the temple: "You guys just moved your hands! Each of you cut off an arm!"

Then he pointed to the young man who was arrogant and domineering before, but is now timid: "And you, you can figure it out yourself."

Can you figure it out?what to do?I am the leader, but I don't just cut off one arm, do I have to cut off two?There are some healing medicines in the temple, but if you want to restore both broken arms to their original state, you will have to cultivate for several years
When the young man was hesitating, those temple guards did it themselves.

The heavy iron rod was swung down, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible, but those guards were considered men, they gritted their teeth and did not groan in pain.

In less than a dozen seconds, the arms of these dozen people were limp and paralyzed, even the head of the guard at the venerable level was no exception.

This time it's over, this time it's really hit the iron plate!
The young man knew that although their Athens Sanctuary was known as the second martial arts sect in the world, it was not the Christic Martial God Sect after all, and he was not qualified to let him do anything wrong.Therefore, even if he is arrogant and domineering, he must know how to measure it!Most of the people he provokes on weekdays are those little-known small sects, those top forces that are ruled by martial saints, or the first-rate forces that have produced martial saint-level powerhouses, he will not provoke them.

However, the appearance of this man made him understand that this time he really kicked the iron plate, and this little-known Michelin Academy actually has a martial arts master!
But it’s useless to regret, even though the sanctuary of Athens is extremely powerful, with nearly ten martial saints sitting in charge, it is an orthodox sect after all, and has some scruples, and will never turn against a top force that also has a martial saint sitting in charge because of him of.And this time it was his fault again, the other party had sufficient reasons to ask him to pay the price, in such a situation, even if his teacher Artemi was here, as long as the other party wasn't too much, they might not give him the upper hand!

But the young man still couldn't do it, he couldn't do it to himself.

"It's your turn!" Seeing that the young man was unable to make a move, the man spoke again.

So, without a moment's hesitation, Captain Root stood up and raised one hand high.

Snapped!
The sound is crisp and loud enough for everyone around to hear clearly.

With this slap, Leon's left half of his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye as if it was inflated.

But before he could react, he cried out in pain.
Snapped!
The second slap came one after another, and the right half of his face was also red and swollen.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped.
Even though Captain Root can only use one hand now, the slaps are still non-stop, with more than a dozen slaps falling in one breath, directly turning this handsome martial arts genius into a pig's head.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped.
After more than a dozen palms, the young man screamed in pain and tried to dodge at first, but he was beaten so quickly that he lost the strength to resist.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped.
More than a dozen more slaps, this time there was no resistance or cry of pain, he had completely passed out, but the slaps continued, and did not stop for a moment because of his coma.

"Okay, take him away!" The man looked at the genius disciple of the Athens sanctuary who was completely unrecognizable, and waved his hand.

As soon as they received the amnesty, the group of temple guards carried the unconscious young man on their backs and ran away from the terrifying camp in a flash.

The man looked at the surprised, flattering, or ashamed onlookers next to him, and sternly shouted: "I made food for you with good intentions, but none of them got ahead of me when something happened, a bunch of unfamiliar beasts! Give them all to me." Get out! Don't let me see you again!"

The violent and incomparable aura emanated from the man, enveloping the whole audience at once.

Really Wu Sheng!He is going to make a move!All of a sudden, everyone wished to have an extra leg, and they all ran so fast that even some people who were near the camp also disappeared.

"You are?" What did Master Lubson think, he couldn't remember who this martial saint-level powerhouse suddenly appeared.

There is no reason, although I am old, my memory has always been very good, as long as I have met him once, I can easily remember, there is no reason not to know him.
Looking at Master Lubzon with a puzzled face and the five anxious Michelin students, Zhang Ang sighed and wiped his face with his hand: "It's me, Tom!"

(End of this chapter)