C9 I'll Beat You up What Do You Think

Yang Qingtian held his hands behind his back, his black warrior uniform fluttering in the wind. He looked disdainfully at the noble who was lying on the ground and wailing.

"Why would a scum like you appear on the streets of the capital? You dare to come out and cause trouble just because you have a better family background. Young master, I will never forgive you today! "

" Hehe, this appearance is very handsome, right? This young master has thought for quite a few nights before coming to a decision. How about it? Look at the eyes of the surrounding people. They are all stars!" Atlas thought pretentiously.

The noble who had fallen on the ground finally woke up. He crawled up in a sorry state and found that his horse was bleeding from all his orifices.

With Yang Qingtian's high level swordman skill and his full strength attack, a horse would not be able to withstand it. If not for the fact that Qingtian only wanted to teach this kid a lesson, even he would have been crippled a long time ago.

The noble roared at his subordinates beside him, "What are you standing there for? You bunch of trash, kill him for me!"

Atlas calmly said to Gheed, "Go, take care of them."

"Young master, aren't you going to do it yourself?" Gheed asked, puzzled.

"Nonsense! Don't tell me these bastards want me to do it myself? Then what's the use of me asking you all to do it? I still have to keep them to deal with that Master. Idiot!"

" That's right, as expected of the young master, just that he knows it better than us. What are you looking at? Get rid of these bastards for me!" As he spoke, he and his three subordinates charged towards the dozen or so people.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the nobles' subordinates were taken down by them. There was only one swordsman among the dozen or so people, and the rest were all swordman. They were not even comparable to Atlas.

After kicking away the person lying on the ground, Atlas walked to the noble's side. "Kid, weren't you mad just now? Continue to be mad. Didn't you want to step on someone just now? Now that the horse is dead, let's see how you will step on it." As he spoke, Qingtian sent him flying with a kick.

"Wu, you dare to hit me? My father won't let you go. Ah!" Before he could finish his sentence, the Sky High kick arrived again. "Oh, you... You know... I... I... Who is it? I am... Lan... Randolph's..." The noble's cheeks had been twisted by Tian Qingtian's kick. He could no longer speak clearly.

" Who are you? I don't care who it is. Consider it your bad luck. You ran into me when you were out today! I'm the one who hit you! " As he kicked, Qingtian scolded him in dissatisfaction.

Just as Qingtian was enjoying the fight, he suddenly became alert and flipped backwards. An ice sword shot towards where he had just been standing. "An ice mage!" Qingtian exclaimed.

An ice mage is an upgraded water mage, its attack power is higher than water. It was very difficult to master them. He looked at the hole that had been shot out of the ground and the surrounding frozen ground. Qingtian knew that the other party was a troublesome character. At this moment, Gheed and the others had already surrounded Qingtian. An old man wearing a blue magic robe descended from above the nobles.

"Richards, you... Where did you just run off to, kill this bastard for me " When the nobles saw that a helper had arrived, they stopped stuttering.

"Young master, the other party is a junior magister, but there's no need to be afraid. I can hold him off, the few of you, protect the young master " After all, the other party was a magister, if he used a large area of magic, he would probably hurt the young master. Gheed said nervously.

The other side saw a Grand Swordsman and three swordsmen beside Yang Qingtian. He knew that they did not come with good intentions. He was afraid that he would not be able to deal with them. So he said first, "The young master in front, you have no enmity with my young master. Why do you want to hurt him? Why don't you explain the situation clearly? Let's settle this properly. "

"Heh! Old bastard, how dare you try to reason with me after ambushing me?! Hehe, alright. Watch how I deal with you." Qingtian thought to himself. "Ah, hello, Master. I like to reason with people the most. I just saw him on the street, ignoring the people who hurt him and stopping him. But his attack was a little too heavy. Please don't mind it!" As he spoke, Atlas pushed his subordinates away and walked towards the mage. He stood in front of him and made a standard noble etiquette. Gheed and the other three nervously held their swords behind them. If the old man made any moves, they would immediately stop him.

This method between nobles was already a very formal apology. The old man did not know what to say. He was just about to turn around and see how his young master was doing before making a decision. The moment he turned around, Atlas gave Gheed and the others a look. He immediately stretched out his index finger and started to use magic. His finger was immediately filled with electricity. He stabbed the mage's soft spot! " A scream was heard. A mage without any protection was very fragile. He was instantly knocked down by the Sky High Finger. Gheed and the other three immediately rushed over and pulled out their swords, pressing them against the mages' necks. The mage was twitching on the ground, just like his two subordinates.

"Stop, don't kill him. After all, he didn't hurt me." Yang Qingtian said with a smile.

When the mages on the ground heard him, they were so touched that they almost cried. "But, you dare to sneak attack me! Beat him up! Beat him until his mother doesn't recognize him!" The smile that was like an angel in the old mage's heart just now immediately turned into a devil summoning!

Gheed and the others did not have the time to care about so much. They started to punch with their fists. As they fought, they said, "Motherf * cker, I have never beaten up a magister in my life. Today, following the young master can be considered a glorious day. When we go back, we can brag about it to those old lads! Beat them up hard. I won't have this chance in the future!" As he spoke, he swung his fists and legs even harder.

"Hmph! Let me tell you, kid. My name is Ashlow. If I see you bullying people in the future, I'll beat you up every time I see you." Seeing that his subordinates were getting tired of beating him up, Qingtian threw out this sentence.

"Ai, what should we do next? Oh yeah, let's go to the auction house." As if what had just happened had nothing to do with him, Qingtian started to think about what he should do next.