Naruto: My Sharingan can be embedded with infinite gems

Shenwei took a few slow steps to recover his strength, then he and Xiaowu set out again on the journey to Soto City.

After Shenwei and Xiaowu left, the large group of people lying on the ground, supporting each other in groups of three or four, returned to Notting City. They had no idea what kind of bloody storm would greet them.

It was also because of the Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong's sudden initiative that the chaos around Notting City was cleared up.

However, Shenwei and Xiaowu were completely unaware of these things. Of course, even if they knew, they would only applaud.

On the way, the closer Shenwei got to Mito, the more worried he became that he had come up empty-handed, so he often opened the map of Douluo World to confirm Mito's location and also to make sure the direction was correct.

As Shenwei and Xiaowu were walking, they met a team.

Judging from their clothes, the group of people opposite should be students from the same college, along with the two teachers who are protecting them.

Looking at their words and deeds, it is obvious that they are the second generation of aristocrats. They have a strong smell of the silly sons of landlords.

Shenwei could tell at a glance that every one of the people on the opposite side was a fool with no practical experience.

With the attitude of "less trouble is worse than more trouble", Shenwei pulled Xiaowu and took the initiative to make way for these second-generation nobles.

Shenwei tried his best to avoid conflicts between himself and Xiaowu and this group of second-generation nobles, which caused him to waste time here and delayed his meeting with Mito.

What can the tree do if it wants to be still and the wind does not stop?

The second generation of nobles on the opposite side took the initiative to pick a fight.

"When commoners meet nobles, they have to kneel down and bow down. Did you know that?"

A boy, with his head tilted up and his nose looking up at the sky, looked at Shenwei and Xiaowu standing beside him, and suddenly he had the idea of ​​teasing them for fun.

"Master Ye is right. What are you guys still standing there for? Why don't you kneel down and salute."

A little fat boy with a middle-parted hair jumped up and down in front of Shenwei and Xiaowu to show his loyalty to Young Master Ye, which was quite funny.

Among the two teachers accompanying the group, one who was dressed simply could not stand what was happening and wanted to speak up to discipline his students.

Before he could even utter a word, he was stopped by the elegantly dressed teacher next to him.

"Teacher Wang, some things can be ignored. If you help them today, you will offend Young Master Ye. If Young Master Ye is unhappy, then you can forget about teaching in the academy. Don't let your future be ruined by a momentary impulse."

"Do you remember Mr. Zhang from the academy? He was expelled from the academy because he offended Young Master Ye. I saw him on the street a few days ago. Both of his legs were broken, and he was begging on the street."

The teacher in luxurious clothes whispered in the ear of the plainly dressed teacher Wang, advising him to think twice before acting and not to offend Young Master Ye.

After hearing what the elegantly dressed teacher said, the flame of justice in the heart of the simply dressed teacher Wang was immediately extinguished.

As for what Young Master Ye wanted to do, he chose to let him do it, for fear that he might accidentally offend others and end up like Teacher Zhang, begging on the streets.

These two teachers are good at talking.

The chubby boy with a middle-parted hair walked up to Shenwei with his short legs.

He came up and kicked Shenwei in the knee, trying to force Shenwei to kneel down.

Shenwei quietly took a step back and avoided the kick from the fat guy.

The fat boy didn't expect Shenwei to dare to dodge. He kicked too hard and couldn't control the force, causing himself to fall on his butt.

The fat boy fell to the ground and immediately became the laughing stock of everyone.

The laughter was extremely harsh to the little fat man, and he blamed it all on Shenwei.

"How dare you hide."

The little fat man got up from the ground and pointed at Shenwei's nose and asked.

Shenwei looked at the little fat boy and said nothing.

How do you expect Shenwei to respond to this?

Judging from the fat boy's way of thinking, Shenwei has nothing in common with him, let alone they can talk to each other.

Apart from lowering your IQ and causing yourself trouble, it has no other effect.

Shenwei was too lazy to pay attention to the little fat boy, but Xiaowu was not as good-tempered as Shenwei.

Xiao Wu kicked the fat boy in the stomach, causing him to fall on his butt again.

"We'll just hide, what can you do?"

Xiao Wu stood there with her hands on her hips, looking down at the little fat boy.

When Xiao Wu appeared, Young Master Ye's eyes suddenly brightened.

In the universe, as a representative figure who has been beautiful since childhood, it is not surprising that Xiao Wu can cause such a reaction from Young Master Ye.

"Hello, let me introduce myself, my name is..."

This Young Master Ye walked forward and put on what he thought was his most charming look to attract Xiao Wu's attention.

But when he raised his head again, he found that Xiao Wu, who was supposed to be in front of him, had suddenly turned into Shenwei, which made him unable to say a single word.

"Step aside."

Young Master Ye looked at the Shenwei who was in the way and said in a cold voice, while reaching out to push Shenwei away.

Young Master Ye pushed Shenwei but failed. Feeling that he had lost face, he immediately summoned his martial spirit Black Turtle and launched an attack on Shenwei.

A circle of white soul rings rose under the feet of Young Master Ye, and the shadow of the martial soul Black Turtle appeared on his body. Then he punched towards Shenwei.

The martial soul Black Turtle, as the name suggests, is a martial soul that excels in defense. The lack of offensive soul skills in the early stages is precisely its shortcoming.

Shenwei looked at Young Master Ye's attack, but he did not have the idea of ​​sacrificing himself to help others.

"Emperor's armor, combined."

Shenwei summoned the Emperor Armor and merged it with himself, then allowed the attack of Young Master Ye to fall on himself.

Young Master Ye’s punch hit the Emperor Armor.

Looking again, there was not a single spark coming out of the emperor's armor, but Young Master Ye was bounced back.

Young Master Ye fell on his back.

In order to curry favor with him, his teachers and classmates gathered around him and asked him about his well-being.

"Get out, get out of here."

Young Master Ye waved his arms and drove away all the people around him, venting his anger on these people.

Young Master Ye has never been as embarrassed as he is today in his life.

Today he made such a fool of himself in front of so many people and lost face, so naturally he couldn't let this matter go.

"superficial."

Shenwei deliberately mocked Young Master Ye, and while speaking, he raised his hand and brushed off the non-existent dust on the emperor's armor.

Young Master Ye looked at Shenwei's exaggerated movements and listened to Shenwei's ridicule, and his face suddenly turned ashen.

"Black turtle protects the body."

Young Master Ye stood up from the ground and used the only soul skill of his Black Turtle Martial Soul to attack Shenwei again.

Shenwei stretched out his hand and took Young Master Ye’s light fist with one hand.

Then, he used his free hand to punch Young Master Ye hard in the stomach.

After Young Master Ye was hit by Shenwei's punch, he curled up into a ball like a cooked shrimp, wishing he could vomit all his bile.

When the two teachers saw Young Master Ye being beaten like this by Shenwei, they were worried that Young Master Ye would vent his anger on them afterwards, so they summoned their martial spirits and rushed forward.

The plainly dressed teacher Wang summoned his martial soul, the Qingfeng Sword. Three yellow, yellow, and yellow soul rings lit up from under his feet. He then aimed at Shenwei and suddenly slashed at him.

The teacher in luxurious clothes summoned his martial spirit, the Ghost Head Knife, and came around from the side, heading straight for Xiao Wu behind Shen Wei, intending to capture Xiao Wu first, and then force Shen Wei to surrender.

Shenwei simply waved his hand lightly, and the attack from the simply dressed teacher Wang was dispersed by Shenwei.

Then, Shenwei kicked Young Master Ye on the ground and kicked him towards the teacher who was about to attack Xiao Wu.

The teacher of the Ghost Head Sword Spirit was about to catch Xiao Wu when he suddenly found something flying towards him.

He turned around and saw that it was Young Master Ye flying over. He then gave up trying to catch Xiao Wu and chose to release his strength and save Young Master Ye.

He caught Young Master Ye in mid-air, used his body as a cushion, and slid back a few meters before relieving the force.

"Master Ye, how do you feel?"

After rescuing Young Master Ye, the teacher of the Ghost Head Sword Martial Soul hastened to show off his achievements to Young Master Ye, hoping to take this opportunity to gain Young Master Ye's appreciation and rise to a high position in the academy.

He talked for a long time alone, but there was no response from Young Master Ye, so he took the courage to feel Young Master Ye's breath.

It didn't matter that he touched it, but it frightened him out of his wits because Young Master Ye was already dead.

Shenwei was only concerned with stopping the teacher with the Ghost Head Sword Spirit from approaching Xiao Wu, and he did not hold back his feet at all. In addition, Young Master Ye was a little weak, so this kick sent Young Master Ye to meet the King of Hell.

"It's over. Master Ye is dead."

The teacher of the Ghost Head Sword Spirit announced the news of Master Ye's death to everyone. He became like a deflated ball, drained of all his energy and spirit, and wilted.

After hearing the news, Master Ye's classmates were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they couldn't utter a word.

Teacher Wang, who was dressed simply and whose martial soul was the Qingfeng Sword, was worried about the Ye family's anger after hearing the news, but at the same time, he actually felt a little happy.

However, he did not dare to show his happiness in front of others.

“Teacher Wang, you must not let them go, otherwise you and I will bear the wrath of the Ye family.”

The teacher of the Ghost Head Sword Spirit quickly recovered from the news of Master Ye's death and thought of a way out for himself.

The first thing to do is to capture Shenwei and Xiaowu, the two culprits, and then take them to apologize to the Ye family.