The Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 50 – Is He Not Afraid I'll Break His Dog's Legs?

Ye Qingyu was released.

This news was as if it had grown wings, spreading rapidly throughout the entire area of the first year of the White Deer Academy. Until now, many still remember the events of three months ago.

That day, someone who did not belong in the top fifty at all, used two spears, breaking through the top level geniuses on the list of ten. He destroyed six arenas, defeated Qin Wushuang and broke through the ordinary martial stage …

The things that happened on that day were like legends.

Many people, when they recalled the events of that day, they were still very shocked, the blood in their bodies boiling.

And today, the one who created this legend will end his isolation confinement and emerge.

Three months had passed, how strong was he?

In an instant, many of the students of the White Deer Academy began to deliberately gather near the entrance of the [Suspension Hall], hoping to see something…

The cache!

The black door with runes and formations on it began to open.

Many eyes turned to look at this.

Under the sunlight, the bearded young man walked out, with his black hair dangling down his thighs. The spear cover was one meter long and somewhat hung on his back. He looked even more haggard and thin, and the unrestrained carelessness seen in his expression seemed to have been moderated.

“Dia out!”

“This Ye Qingyu!”

“Looks like he's a little skinny and exhausted!”

“He has been locked up for three months, with ninety full days without any teachings or cultivation resources. I estimate that Ye Qingyu's strength has not increased that much!”

“That's right, [Splain Hall] is not suitable for training.”

“Wah wah, quick look. The people of Qin Wushaung have appeared, with Quan Yalin leading the way.. According to my estimation, the second part of this story will start soon!”

All students discussed warmly.

Unknowingly, many people had placed Ye Qingyu as one of their focal points. From the moment Ye Qingyu stepped out of the [Aula of Complaints], a gaze could not help but be fixed on her.

But they only look from far away.

He had offended the entire noble organization in the academy and became a thorn in the eyes of many people. The brighter and shinier Ye Qingyu meant the fewer people wanted to be her friends. The waves he caused, after three months, how peaceful was it?

No one knows.

There were even some students who were itching to act against Ye Qingyu. In these three months, their strength had increased explosively. With a good chance to prove themselves, if they were able to defeat Ye Qingyu, this was a chance to become close to the noble organization and become famous throughout the world. Isn't this fame and fortune all at once?

Inside the crowd, only one different person—

“Qingyu Brothers !!”

Little Loli Song Xiaojun came bouncing and cheered, directly attacking Ye Qingyu.

He did not have the slightest attention or restraint, and only acted on his impulse from the bottom of his heart. He was like a little deer that finally met his old friend, with joy and joy unseen.

“Brother Qingyu, you are finally released!” The little loli grabbed onto Ye Qingyu's hand, jumping up and down, cheering recklessly.

Ye Qingyu patted the little loli on the head, infected by her happiness. A smile appeared on his face.

The people nearby had a complicated feeling when they saw this scene.

Song Xiaojun's little loli was different from Ye Qingyu who was ‘cold and haughty’. She was a simple and innocent little girl, and as sweet as a jade doll. No matter who he was dealing with, he was excited and happy to help without any evil intentions, able to make many friends in this year.

And furthermore, he was one of the people that school head Wang Yan had come to expect so much from. His hidden talent is incredible. In the four months he was in the academy, he gradually appeared with his rapidly growing strength. This attracted the attention of many organizations and caused him to have a good relationship during his first year.

But many people know that even though Song Xiaojun has many friends, he only has one best friend—

Ye Qingyu's.

Ye Qingyu who had no friends other than him in the entire second-thousandth grade.

Many people did not understand how Ye Qingyu and Song Xiaojun could become friends. No matter considering the aura, the way they did things, or their cultivation, they were all different. They have nothing in common at all.

Some people were envious of Ye Qingyu because she could get true friendship from the innocent and naive little girl, Song Xiaojun.

And some people were envious of Song Xiaojun because he was able to obtain true friendship from someone who was tyrannical and with frightening strength, Demon King Ye Qingyu.

For Ye Qingyu, Song Xiaojun did not care about throwing away his valuable academic points to earn the right to enter the [Seek of Complaints].

And as for Song Xiaojun, Ye Qingyu was furious and completely destroyed the entire noble organization in the first year using his spear. The tall and mighty Qin Wushuang, the son of the city leader, was also trampled under his feet …

Such friendships become objects of jealousy for many students.

It is unfortunate that many people can only be envious because they will never be able to get such a friendship.

From the crowd, Song Qingluo also looked at this scene enviously.

He was the only student to maintain his position in the top ten list in a challenging match. Song Qingluo's beautiful appearance, outstanding talent, and rich background made her the goddess of many male students in her first year.

He was also a figure that many people admired.

But at this moment, Song Qingluo was envious of her plain and silly little cousin.

A complicated expression flashed across Song Qingluo's pretty face. He ended up being serious, as if making some sort of decision. His red lips opened, shouting Song Xiaojun's name…

From afar.

Song Xiaojun who was laughing like a bird, heard Song Qingluo's voice as if he had instantly turned into a fossil. His expression instantly turned lonely and he lightly let go of Ye Qingyu's arm…

He turned around and looked at his cousin's stern expression with unquestionable authority.

“Brother Qingyu, there is something I have to do, I will go first ..” said the little loli, her face filled with apologies, as if she was a small white flower that had frozen.

Ye Qingyu looked at Song Qingluo from afar and then looked at the listless little loli. He nodded his head as he said, “Go.”

She saw him walking far away, standing in front of his cousin timidly. Song Qingluo seemed to have said a few words, then dragged the little loli away without looking back …

Ye Qingyu smiled without saying anything.

He knew why Song Qingluo was dragging Song Xiaojun away in a hurry.

Compared to the simple and silly Song Xiaojun, Song Qingluo was more suited to become the future leader of the Qingluo Merchant Company. His mind was cautious, and the way he did things like thunder and wind, without wading through the water or mud in the slightest*. It's just... At such a young age, to consider everything, can he really be happy?

Ye Qingyu's gaze scanned his surroundings, walking towards the dormitory.

After walking a few steps…

Xiu!

An object pierced through the air, a gentle breeze blew past it.

Ye Qingyu raised his hand.

The red and gold gold plated challenge letter was held between his index and ring fingers.

He raised his eyebrows, seeing the noble students walking out of the crowd.

Quan Yalin walked in front of the group, his expression showing intentional arrogance and arrogance. He coldly sneered. “Three days, arena number one. Senior Brother Wushuang challenges you, one battle to determine the winner.”

Ye Qingyu did not say anything.

Quan Yalin continued to sneer coldly. “What? You don't dare? It seems you don't know, Senior Brother Wushuang's strength has increased explosively, and he has experienced a fortuitous encounter. He was already a towering dragon in the sky, and not someone who could be compared to ordinary people.”.

Before he's done.

Xiu!

Ye Qingyu's hand moved.

The red letter of challenge was like a bolt of red lightning, tearing apart space. Brushing past Quan Yalin's head in a sharp voice, it buried itself into an ornamental fake mountain that was twenty meters away

Quan Yalin's figure stopped, his mouth wide open. The sneering smile on his face had frozen and in his eyes was a terror that was hard to control.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

A gentle wind blew past him.

Hair rippling and wagging.

A large bundle of Quan Yalin's hair fell neatly onto the floor. It exposed his white scalp, as if the sharpest razor had passed by. His skin was not damaged in the slightest, neat and tidy….

Countless eyes fell onto Quan Yalin's head and then towards the distant fake mountain.

On the ornamental mountain, there was a deep crack.

The letter of challenge was soft and gentle, and as hard as a goose feather to provide any strength. But in Ye Qingyu's hands, it actually entered into the stone, leaving only a deep crack through which he had passed through, as if it was cut open by a heavenly weapon …

At this moment, countless exclamations of surprise sounded.

With a wave of his hand, Ye Qingyu had broken the courage of many people.

Especially the people who thought that in these three months, their strength had completely exceeded his. Those who thought that Ye Qingyu did not receive any systematic or complete training within the [Hull of Complaints]. Those who wanted to treat Ye Qingyu as a stepping stone, at this moment, their burning ambitions like flames were doused with a bucket of ice-cold water. Even before the fire started, it was completely extinguished!

No matter considering the complicated controls to just cut Quan Yalin's hair or the strength needed to break the stone, this was not a power that ordinary Spirit spring experts should possess.

Ye Qingyu's strength, in these three months, had grown to what height?

Many people were stunned by this scene.

Ye Qingyu swept his gaze around the crowd.

No one dared to look him in the eye.

In these three months, Qin Wushuang's rapid growth was like a heavenly king, emitting a light that could not be ignored. Then Ye Qingyu who came out from the black [Sula of Complaints], displayed a destructive power similar to the Demon King, also something they could not deal with.

A sudden wind.

Ye Qingyu's black hair started dancing wildly, as if a terrifying black flame was burning.

Step by step, he walked out of the crowd.

The students looked at his back, an unseen fear on their faces.

“Losers should have self-awareness as losers,” Ye Qingyu's voice sounded from a far way. “Qin Wushuang wants to challenge me? Then tell him to come in person. Always telling his dog to bark, isn't he afraid I'll break his dog's leg?”

Sounds audible.

His figure disappeared.

Everyone is silent.

Quan Yalin and the other noble students fell silent as if they were grieving for their dead mother.

Half a second later.

In the eyes of some students, a light started to light up in their eyes. With a small voice, “Very strong..Ye Qingyu's strength, when compared to those from Azure Phoenix Academy, is definitely not worse?”

These words woke many people from their daze.

“That's right, Ye Qingyu really has the qualifications to compete with the arrogant and domineering Azure Phoenix students!”

“Yes yes! Ye Qingyu was a demon king who did not hesitate as he got angry. He would not be like those noble students, burdened by their reputation. Fearing they would lose, they hid and did not fight!”

“If Ye Qingyu can really let the White Deer Academy vent their anger, then from today onwards I will just follow her!”

“Standing in front of a stormy sea is a character attached to a hero! This time, whoever stands is the hero!”