Chapter 337

"How many of you!"

Ye Yu looked at the four subordinates that Cheng Zhi brought, and gave a soft drink.

Zhou Yang's body trembled involuntarily, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground.

"Hey man spare your life! We are all forced!"

"Yeah, it's Cheng Zhi! This arrogant and domineering young master encouraged us to come here to find trouble!"

"It's all Cheng Zhi's fault! We are all innocent!"

"Yes, yes! And we are all members of the Wumeng League. It is not good for you to kill us!"

Ye Yu frowned and sneered, "Kill you all? Dirty my hands!"

Zhou Yang and several people heard the words, not only did they not show any anger, but their faces were even more cheerful, "Yes, yes! It's not worth killing us and dirtying your hands!"

"Haha, there is no problem with the registration of Yan Fengwu's martial artist, right?"

Ye Yu chuckled and asked.

Zhou Yang and the others hurriedly shook their heads, "No problem, absolutely no problem! I've done it for you!"

"Okay!" Ye Yu nodded and said, "You guys, carry this bottle of orange juice, get out!"

A few people were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, endured the pain, lifted Cheng Zhi and left the stadium quickly.

Seeing Zhou Yang and the others carrying Cheng Zhi away, Xing Meng and Yan Fengwu quickly approached Ye Yu.

"Wow! Ye Yu, you were so handsome just now! As expected of the man that my mother likes!"

Yan Fengwu stretched out her hand and patted Ye Yu's shoulder fiercely, and said excitedly.

Ye Yu squinted at Yan Fengwu, "Senior Sister Yan, can you be more reserved?"

Yan Fengwu pouted and snorted, "I like it, I'm happy!"

Xing Meng looked at the figures of several people leaving, and said solemnly, "Ye Yu, did you kill Cheng Zhi?"

"No." Ye Yu shook his head.

Hearing that, Xing Meng breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good not to."

"This Cheng Zhi's identity is unusual. His grandfather is the elder of the Wumeng League. He has a high position and can mobilize the power of the Wumeng League. If it is not necessary, it is best not to kill him!"

Yan Fengwu on the side kicked in dissatisfaction, "Cut, this is too cheap, Cheng Zhi! Cheng Zhi, orange juice? Haha..."

Seems to think this name is very interesting, Yan Fengwu laughed to herself.

The corner of Ye Yu's mouth twitched, and he said coldly, "I'm cheap? I'm not so kind!"

Yan Fengwu's eyes lit up and she asked curiously, "Did you just cut off the root of his troubles?"

Ye Yu's face darkened, "What nonsense! I directly injected the sword qi into Cheng Zhi's body. If he doesn't want to lie in bed for the rest of his life, it's best to let someone force the sword qi out of his body!"

Xing Meng was stunned for a moment, and said doubtfully, "Oh? Who can do it?"

Ye Yu folded his arms around his chest, pondered for a moment, and said, "If you want to remove the sword qi without hurting Cheng Zhi, you must at least be a martial artist in the pill realm! Otherwise, it will only do you a disservice!"

Xing Meng pondered for a moment, then sighed and said, "Unfortunately, Cheng Zhi's grandfather is a martial artist with a pill, so Cheng Zhi won't be able to lie in bed for long."

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Yu's mouth, and he said softly, "Then let's see how much Cheng Kaishan attaches importance to this grandson!"

"Dip! Congratulations to the host for completing the martial artist registration, and the reward will be a lottery draw!"

Hearing the voice from the system in his mind, Ye Yu smiled even more, "Yes, this Cheng Zhi is a good person!"

"System, start the lottery!"

hum!

In my mind, a huge turntable appeared. On the turntable, there were countless covered grids, and a slender pointer spun rapidly under Ye Yu's order.

"stop!"

The rotating pointer slowly stopped, and Ye Yu began to look forward to it in his heart, not knowing what he would get in this lottery.

"Dip! Congratulations to the host for drawing a wind character text!"

Ye Yu hurriedly sank his palm, and a palm-sized bronze token fell into his hand.

Ye Yu looked down and saw that although the token was small, it was extraordinarily heavy, and the bronze-colored material revealed a hint of ancient rhyme.

In the center of the token, a strange text was engraved on it. Ye Yu just glanced at it and instinctively realized the meaning contained in the text, wind!

"System, what is the use of this rune?"

"Feng character text: used for forging weapons!"