A Thousand-Year-Old Turtle, a Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Tortoise

"The food is so slow..." Wukong said weakly while holding his cheek and lying on the table.

Just then, a dog barked suddenly outside the door... Bah, it was a human roar.

"Who killed my student! Get out of here!"

An old man with a traitor's hair gritted his teeth and scanned the restaurant with a fierce look in his eyes.

A henchman followed him in and saw Wukong with some fear.

His voice trembled slightly and he said, "Director Ye, it's him!"

"It's the one with the word Wu on his body and wearing orange clothes."

"He killed Chen Kai!"

The henchman hid behind Ye Zhiqiu and pointed his finger at Wukong, which was still shaking and looked very scared.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the henchman's finger and saw Wukong lying on the table.

"Asshole, he didn't run away!" Ye Zhiqiu gritted his teeth and looked like he was going to chop Wukong alive.

Ye Zhiqiu did not hesitate at all and released his martial soul decisively. A turtle-like shell began to appear on his back.

The whole body was glowing green, and green lines slowly emerged on the skin of the whole body, and five gorgeous soul rings rose around it.

White, yellow, yellow, purple, it turned out to be a five-ring soul king.

Ye Zhiqiu did not dare to relax at all. He could beat Chen Kai, who had no defense, into pieces with one punch. This kid must be at least a level 40 power-type strong attack-type combat soul master.

The breath of the soul king emanated, and Dai Mubai and his party turned their heads suddenly.

They found that the soul king Ye Zhiqiu, who was shining with five soul rings on his body, was staring at them with big eyes.

"Brothers, open the martial soul!" Dai Mubai had seen this scene and immediately felt something was wrong.

He immediately called on everyone in Shrek to open the martial soul and prepare for the battle.

Wukong did not make any move. As early as when Ye Zhiqiu arrived at the door of the inn, Wukong already knew that the old turtle was coming.

The Soul King cultivation can be left to the people of Shrek. Wukong is very hungry now and almost doesn't want to move.

The two women sitting next to Wukong also quickly summoned their martial souls, the Nether Spirit Cat and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower.

Zhu Zhuqing saw that Wukong was still weak and said immediately: "Wukong, there are enemies coming. It seems that they are seeking revenge for that person just now."

The claws in his hand stretched a little longer. As the breath of his arm flowed, Zhu Zhuqing was ready to launch the Qigong bullet at any time.

"Yes, this person is looking for you, Wukong."

"Do you want to go up and fight?" Ning Rongrong poked Wukong to see what he thought.

Wukong raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes and snorted: "It's just a Soul King. His five soul rings are not even ten thousand years old. Let me go up and fight him. Isn't it bullying him?"

Wukong shook his head. Fighting with such a person is simply lowering his grade. You, a Soul King, should at least have one black ring.

Seeing that Wukong still refused to fight, Zhu Zhuqing stretched out her hand to his waist, and Wukong immediately became energetic. If he didn't go up to fight, Zhu Zhuqing would pinch his flesh.

"Hey, hey, hey, okay, okay, can't I go?" Wukong immediately admitted his weakness. Zhu Zhuqing felt like going along with her when she was angry.

(Author: "He is undoubtedly afraid of his wife. What will he do with his harem in the future...")

Seeing Wukong cheer up, Zhu Zhuqing snorted and pulled her hand back.

Wukong then turned his gaze to Ye Zhiqiu, the old bastard. He looked up and down carefully and seemed to be quite similar to the image in the original anime.

He had a monocular in his left eye similar to that of Kaito Kidd, and wore a white shirt inside and a brown leather vest outside.

His appearance alone could be described as shifty.

When Shrek and his group were about to attack, Wukong came to them in an instant and waved his hand back, indicating that they should stay out of the way.

Zhao Wuji had already found a room to live in, so he didn't know what was happening outside. Even if he knew, he wouldn't do anything.

"Old bastard, what's the matter?" Wukong walked up to Ye Zhiqiu and smiled.

"You're looking for death!"

Ye Zhiqiu got angry when he heard Wukong's words. His martial soul was a black turtle, and he hated being called a turtle the most. Now, Wukong had hit the gun.

This martial soul is basically invincible in defense at the same level. If it doesn't encounter the top martial souls that specialize in defense, such as the diamond mammoth, this black turtle is almost the strongest.

The old bastard punched Wukong in the face.

In front of Wukong's eyes, a fist was infinitely magnified, but Wukong didn't care at all. He dodged the attack by gently stepping back.

He raised his hand and stretched out his claws, grabbing Ye Zhiqiu's face.

Wukong's reaction speed was extremely fast. Ye Zhiqiu had hardly recovered before he was pushed against the wall by Wukong, and even his head was stabbed into it.

"Ah!" Ye Zhiqiu felt pain, holding Wukong's arm with both hands, and making a gurgling sound in his throat.

Ning Rongrong widened her beautiful eyes and covered her mouth. The Soul King-level strongman was about to be solved by Wukong with one hand. Zhu Zhuqing's mouth corners slightly raised, as if she had expected this outcome.

Oscar looked at Ma Hongjun with little golden stars in his eyes. This thigh is really thick! It must be very comfortable to hug.

Tang San was the most panicked among them. He still remembered what Wukong said at the Rose Hotel that day. He clenched his fists, and his murderous intention towards Wukong in his heart became a little stronger.

Soul King strongmen were beaten like this, so would he still have a way to survive in the future?

At this moment, Tang San secretly made up his mind to become the supreme and strongest person on this continent.

Since Wukong has established the Wuxian School, he will establish his own Tang Sect on this continent and become the most powerful one.

"Hey, old turtle." Wukong smiled evilly, and exerted more strength in his hands.

The more Ye Zhiqiu pushed his head in, the more painful it became.

"It is said that a thousand-year-old turtle is a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise. You, a five-ring soul king, don't even have a ten-thousand-year soul ring!"

"I really don't know how you dare to come out and mess around..."

Wukong grinned.

He pulled his hand out and stepped back to Zhu Zhuqing's side.

This move confused everyone around him. Why didn't he continue to fight? If he continued to fight, he would win.

Ye Zhiqiu took advantage of this moment and immediately pulled his head out.

What was surprising was that there was no injury at all. The defense of this black turtle martial spirit was still quite good.

Zhu Zhuqing said puzzledly: "That old turtle doesn't seem to have been hurt at all. Now is the best time to hit him a few more times. Why don't you continue to attack?"

"That's right..." Ning Rongrong put her hands on her waist and puffed her little face, asking Wukong. She wanted to see how Ye Zhiqiu was beaten.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing asking, Wukong did not hide it. He pulled the two of them to his side and used his soul power to force the sound into a line to transmit the sound to the two of them: "Don't you two want to see that Tang San get humiliated?"

"Ah?" Ning Rongrong said that she couldn't figure it out, so she was very confused.

"Why do you want to pit Tang San? I think he should be a good person, but he doesn't get along with you at ordinary times." Ning Rongrong said in a voice that only the three of them could hear.

"Rongrong, don't ask too much about this matter. I will explain it to you slowly in the evening. You just need to know that Tang San has a grudge against Wukong now." Zhu Zhuqing patted Ning Rongrong on the back, signaling her not to talk anymore.

Zhu Zhuqing also heard Wukong mention the story of Tang San and Wukong, but Wukong did not pay much attention to what Zhu Zhuqing revealed about the original story, or even did not pay attention to it.

(Thanks to Xiaoman, Yang Caihong, Bianluzhiguai, and a book friend for their recommendation votes.)