Chapter 417 418. Some People Live Like Animals, and some People Live Like Animals

(two more)

"Hey, who do you say is your wife?"

Ning Rongrong's pretty face was full of evil, and her beautiful eyes glared at the black-haired boy who came forward. She didn't want Yang Ming to misunderstand her because of the other party's few words.

But obviously, the young man ignored Ning Rongrong's warning eyes, Shi Shi ran to two meters in front of Yang Ming, looked Yang Ming up and down for a moment, shook his head and said:

"It's a little boy like you who can actually capture my wife's heart, boy, what kind of onion are you?"

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. Anyone who knew him knew that Yang Ming was in a state of extreme anger.

Because of the disputes and conflicts here, many soul masters were attracted to watch the excitement. After all, it is the nature of people who gather to watch the excitement. Yang Ming discovered with sharp eyes that there were actually many participating teams from the Heaven Dou Empire among them, and he was about to take a look. good show.

If it was normal, Yang Ming would probably take care of the black-haired boy in front of him.

However, at the moment, he is in Wuhun City, the old nest of Wuhundian. If he hits people in the street, he will only give Wuhundian a handle. Wuhundian will probably have fun, and they are worried that they have no excuse to deal with them in the city. As for Yang Ming, when the time comes, he can justifiably dispatch a team of soul masters to capture Yang Ming.

Therefore, Yang Ming was also very suspicious, whether the young man in Wuhundian costume in front of him deliberately said such words to anger him and set him up.

After taking a deep breath and calming down the killing intent in his heart, Yang Ming said lightly:

"Before asking someone's name, shouldn't you introduce yourself first? It seems that your tutors are all taught by pigs and dogs, and you are so uneducated."

Hearing Yang Ming's polite yet decent sarcasm, the surrounding crowd burst into suppressed laughter.

The black-haired boy's complexion turned black, several veins popped up on his forehead, and his eyes were like a wounded beast, staring at Yang Ming with tyrannical eyes. If it wasn't for the fear that once a fight started, Yang Ming with Ning Rongrong's support would be able to hang him , maybe this young man is about to make a move.

Although his language is vulgar, it does not mean that he is stupid.

The black-haired boy thought flickeringly, and said bitterly:

"My name is Caesar, and this name will become your nightmare!"

Caesar turned his nostrils to the sky, folded his hands on his chest, and looked like the boss of heaven and my second son.

Of course, he naturally also has his own arrogant capital.

Seeing a trace of murderous intent between Yang Ming's brows, the master secretly tugged at Yang Ming's sleeve behind him, and whispered in a low voice:

"Yang Ming, be careful. This kid is very evil. His martial soul is a soul ring, which can limit other people's martial soul, soul power and soul skills. I was careless before, and he made me miserable."

Hearing this, Yang Ming's heart trembled.

On the Douluo Continent, martial soul, soul power, and soul skills are the proofs that determine whether a soul master is strong, and one of the three is indispensable.

Even for Yang Ming, nearly half of his abilities are related to soul power. Once restricted by the opponent, half of his strength will be lost.

Of course, Yang Ming still has some abilities, such as Sharingan Sharingan and Ruthless Charge, which are linked to Yang Ming's physical strength, so he won't be like other soul masters who become lambs waiting to be slaughtered after being restricted.

Just when Yang Ming was thinking secretly, this young man named Caesar actually made love to Ning Rongrong in front of him.

"Ning Rongrong, you are the goddess I dream of, how about it, do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"What, you actually rejected me? Do you know who you rejected? I am the pope's disciple, the future star of the Wuhun Temple, and I will be the big man who will be in charge of the Wuhun Temple in the future. Why do you reject me?"

"Ning Rongrong, what's so good about this little boy, is he handsome enough to make a living? You should follow me, right?"

Caesar circled around Ning Rongrong, constantly showing courteousness.

He is not very old, only about 13 or 14 years old. At this age, he has half-stepped into the realm of the soul king. He can be regarded as a very talented genius, only a line behind Yang Ming.

Moreover, his teacher is actually Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall!

This really surprised Yang Ming. He didn't remember that Pope Bibi Dong had such a disciple in the original book.

Seeing the other party directly ignoring himself for Ning Rongrong, even a man with a good mentality would not tolerate it, Yang Ming's face darkened immediately, he stretched out his right hand, five fingers formed into claws, and pointed towards Caesar sharply, wanting to catch him .

But who knows, Caesar seems to have eyes behind his back, before Yang Ming's claws approach, his body is as slippery as a loach, and he dodges to the side smoothly.

It seems that Caesar is not only as simple as his strange ability, but also he worshiped under the pope, and presumably he has undergone some hell-style training, otherwise he might not be able to escape Yang Ming's palm if he were any other soul master.

Caesar raised his head and pointed his nostrils at Yang Ming.

From Yang Ming's clothes, he had already discovered that Yang Ming was a member of the Shrek Academy's competition. He snorted coldly and said rather arrogantly:

"Boy, let me advise you to leave Ning Rongrong quickly. She is not something a man like you can touch. Only a man like me with a decent status can marry Ning Rongrong. If you are sensible, I will give you three days." Time to roll away, as far as you can, otherwise, when you get to the arena, see if I don't give you a good meal!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes were so angry that she almost breathed fire. She had seen shameless people, but she had never seen such shameless people as Caesar.

"Finished?"

Yang Ming had a good time, patted the dust that was almost absent on his body, pointed Caesar with his finger, and said:

"It's over, you can get out of here."

"What?" Caesar jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and said angrily, "How dare you talk to me like that?"

Yang Ming squinted at him.

It seems that this young man should have stayed in Wuhun City all year round. He thinks that he is a disciple of the Pope. He is used to being domineering. Once others don't follow his wishes, he will be very angry.

"For people like you, I'll just give you a word." Yang Ming held up a middle finger, and said word by word: "Some people live like animals, and some people live like a beast. bastard."

This sentence, both openly and secretly scolded Caesar.

Even Ning Rongrong couldn't help but burst into laughter with the surrounding melon-eating crowd.

Caesar's face was like a jujube, and his lungs were about to explode with anger. He pointed at Yang Ming with trembling fingers, and said bitterly:

"Boy, I want to fight you to the death, do you dare!"

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, and the other party's words hit his heart.

Just when Yang Ming was about to agree, there was a sound of crisp footsteps from far to near, and a beautiful figure appeared behind Caesar, grabbed Caesar's ear involuntarily, and shouted in his ear:

"Caesar, you are disobedient and come out to play again, is it itchy?"