Douluo: My Martial Soul is actually a Duck

Chapter 16 VS Bastard

Jian Wuyou licked his lips, and a yellow film appeared on his body.

The light blue water flowed around his body, enveloping him into a water man.

"The first soul..."

"Sir, this shop is just a small business and cannot afford a few people fighting here."

Jian Wuyou glanced at the man and said, "Wait a moment."

Jian Wuyou took out a contract from somewhere and casually drew a picture of a duck on it.

Jian Wuyou handed the Bihe contract to the teacher. The teacher looked confused, and after signing it, he gave it to the shop owner.

After seeing a group of people signing the contract without even looking at it, they nodded with satisfaction and used water flow to condense several identical ones.

Sent to several people.

"That's it. We will fight in the store later and help you attract business to the store. Then, we will compensate you a hundred times the damage here. Whoever loses will pay, otherwise you will be punished. The winner is the revenge of one side.”

This method of "Jian Wuyou" is very sophisticated. Zhao Wuji is more protective of his shortcomings. If he really can't hold on anymore, he will definitely come out and then start to abuse the teacher. In the end, under the threat all over, the teacher Had to choose compensation.

Two soul rings lit up on Jian Wuyou's body.

The teacher smiled disdainfully, "How dare a two-level soul master fight against a soul king? You guys can join us together!"

Jian Wuyou looked at the group of people behind who were eager to try and shook his head. He pointed contemptuously at the round head of the teacher in front of him and said, "You can destroy it with a snap of your fingers!"

"Arrogant! Let me educate you on behalf of your teacher!"

"Are you worthy?" Jian Wuyou silently took out a gun. This was assembled by him when he was a child, mainly when he was pinched by a door.

Jian Wuyou pulled the gun and shot the teacher in the head.

Unexpectedly, the teacher used to shrink into the shell.

"Your surname is Wang! How can you shrink so much?"

Jian Wuyou punched him.

"Xuan Shui..."

Seeing that the other party was about to use voice control to activate soul skills, Jian Wuyou interrupted: "You don't talk about martial arts. Your teacher has never taught you anything. Do you want to introduce what kind of soul master you are?"

"Then you didn't say anything either?"

Jian Wuyou looked at the unreasonable teacher in front of him as if he were a fool, "I have never been to the Soul Master Academy since I was a child. I went to the Intermediate Soul Master Academy at the beginning. No one taught me the basic knowledge. I don't know. Please introduce yourself as a soul master."

"Then why did you know about this?"

"Politeness is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation~"

"Then you should be polite and show it to me!"

"Grandson Gui, I am your grandfather, do you understand that you respect your elders?"

Jian Wuyou felt that he couldn't break free from his hand, so he could only spend time happily chatting with the teacher of the eyes.

"Do you know how polite I am?"

"Did I say bad words when I was talking to you?"

"Say a bad word?"

"what?"

"I can chase you and scold you for a few streets when I'm rude!"

The teacher suddenly pulled out a hand and pressed it on Jian Wuyou's head.

"what!!!"

Jian Wuyou's head was in splitting pain, and a bone-chilling chill instantly swept through his brain, as if his brain was about to be frozen.

If Jian Wuyou had been an ordinary martial soul, he would have died by now. No, his IQ has been reduced by 100%.

but……

(End of this chapter)