Full-time transfer student: I am a famous figure again

Yan Xiaoshu was blocked in his way. Although he had already calculated in his heart, he was still very unhappy.

Then he put away his playful smile, with anger on his face, and the atmosphere in the venue instantly became a bit cold.

"Why, does this friend want to keep me here by relying on the large number of people?" There was an icy chill in his tone, and several people in the room could feel an aura emanating from him.

The man who stopped Yan Xiaoshu was slightly stunned. He didn't understand why the attitude of the man in front of him changed so quickly. Moreover, the other party's attitude was still so tough when facing five of his own. Did he have his own trump card?

"Why don't you give it a try and see if five people can keep me?" Then Yan Xiaoshu held Liu Ying in his hand and made a posture ready to fight.

The five people surrounding him also instantly became alert.

"Huh, young man, don't be so angry. It's like this here. You're the only one here. We should ask some questions. Furthermore, to put it bluntly, what do you think if the five of us want to keep you? Are you really able to leave?" The old woman spoke, obviously threatening.

"Hahaha, old witch, are you threatening me?" Yan Xiaoshu was not polite.

"Tell me, does it have anything to do with you that this place is like this?" The old woman stopped pretending and went straight to the point.

"Well, you're not stupid. I guess you won't believe it if I say it's not me. I can only say that I have half of the credit for this place becoming like this. Oh, by the way, that Qianzuru Mingyang, Ikeda Baxiu should be one of yours, right? I killed him." Yan Xiaoshu simply told the truth. Since he was going to fight with the opponent anyway, he had to build up his momentum first.

"Hmph, it's you, you dare to challenge my shrine, you will die."

As the two sides began to show their cards, the war was about to break out again, and the momentum of several people present suddenly rose.

The reason why Yan Xiaoshu talked so much to the other party was mainly to delay some time. He was not afraid of one-to-many, but he had to absorb the space peach he just ate, and then restore his state.

After all, the previous battle had consumed him a lot of energy.

However, at this tense moment, a long voice suddenly came in.

"Sure enough, you Japanese people still like to bully the minority with more people. The key is that even if you bully the minority with more people, you will always lose." This was a woman's voice, and Yan Xiaoshu felt that it was familiar.

"Well, who?"

"This voice? It's Sister Yuting." Yan Xiaoshu recognized it. Who else could this voice be than Song Yuting?

He would never have imagined that he had tried every means to come to Japan just to find Song Yuting, but he never expected to meet in such a scene.

"Haha, boy, that's awesome. We haven't seen each other for just a few days. Japan has been blown away by you. You've got a lot of patience. But I like it, hahahaha." Song Tingyu suddenly appeared in the field, without any concealment in her words. I am happy to hear about what happened to the Japanese side.

"Sister Yuting, why are you here?" Yan Xiaoshu was also happy but puzzled.

"You don't know why I'm here? Isn't your scandal with a Japanese female star just for me to see? Why do you think I'm here?" Song Yuting was annoyed.

Sure enough, his original plan was still useful, and Song Yuting also understood his intentions. She came to find him decisively. Yan Xiaoshu had to admire himself.

"Okay, boy, did you kill the Yamata no Orochi? And the heads of the two major families in the shrine?" Song Yuting looked around and then asked in disbelief.

"I didn't kill Yamata-no-Orochi. What can I say? I'll tell you later, now is not the time to talk." Yan Xiaoshu signaled that there were still several enemies around him who were eyeing him.

He didn't feel panic when facing it alone, and now that he had a helping hand, he felt even more confident.

"Don't worry, these guys don't dare to take action. Let's wait first." Song Yuting said.

"Hmph, do you think we won't dare to take action now that we have a helper? Do you think too highly of yourselves? Even if two more people come, we will still have the advantage." A man said.

"What are you yelling about? Fighting depends on strength. If you can win with more people, then just count the heads of both sides in the fight. Why are you using knives and guns?" Song Yuting immediately responded to the opponent.

"That's right, just hit him. What kind of man is he who is so verbose?" Yan Xiaoshu also agreed.

"I'm not a man, but I believe it's not difficult to deal with a brat like you." The old woman's eyes were sharp.

"Okay, okay, just say a few words. There is probably going to be a fight over there. Let's wait and talk. Maybe you will let us go in a while, and we may not be able to start a fight yet." Song Yuting said, looking in one direction.

"Over there?" Everyone was confused and looked in the direction of her gaze, but they didn't find anything. They only saw the darkness of the night.

"Sister, what do you say? What else is going on over there?" Yan Xiaoshu asked in confusion.

"Haha, we'll find out later." Song Yuting pretended to be profound.

"Huh, don't be pretentious!" The old man at the shrine finally spoke.

As he spoke, he was ready to take action.

"Boom~"

At this moment, there was a strong sound of fighting in the distance. Although the distance was far away, everyone could still feel the intensity of the battle.

"Is this?" Yan Xiaoshu was shocked. It was obvious that there were masters fighting over there, and the strength of both sides should not be underestimated. Even if they were far away, they could still feel the strong aura of the other side.

"It's a fight, but I don't know if the old man can win." Song Yuting's eyes were blazing.

"Ahem, cough, cough~ Don't talk nonsense, old man, when did I say this?" The old man looked up at the sky.

"And there are two."

"Sister, do you know a demigod-level figure? Are they the divine kings of Shenting?" Yan Xiaoshu asked. In his impression, it seems that only the divine king-level figures of Shenting have so many demigods. He doesn't do this for others. guess.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of the all-powerful Yama. I didn't expect that you are still so powerful after so many years." An old man wearing a traditional Japanese kimono said with blood coming from the corner of his mouth and looking at Yan Wudi who was suspended in mid-air across from him.

"Grandpa, don't tell me that you left a message saying that you might bring me a young grandma..." Yan Xiaoshu looked at his grandpa speechlessly, and then turned to Song Yuting. After looking at it, I saw something.

"Okay, let's leave here first, otherwise the old guy will be anxious soon." Yan Wudi said.

The battle broke out quickly and ended quickly, and the powerful aftermath of the battle quickly subsided.

A figure suddenly appeared next to Song Yuting and Yan Xiaoshu.

"Demi god?"

"Hmph, this damn living King of Hell really suffers disaster wherever he goes." He complained again.

"Humph, I guess you know what's going on, let's go."

"Ahem!" The Japanese old man coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Both sides are in the demigod realm, but despite the gap in strength, he still can't beat Yan Wudi.

"Let's go. Take those two young men with you. It's best to leave Japan as soon as possible. I'll provide ventilation at the shrine."

"Hehe, Xiaoshu, do you miss grandpa?" Yan Wudi was stunned when he saw Yan Xiaoshu, and then said with a smile.

"Really? Old man?" Yan Xiaoshu murmured, probably some antique-level big shot.

"Grandpa?" Monk Song Yuting was confused.

The people in the five shrines looked at each other, and they all noticed the powerful aura on Yan Wudi's body, which was in the proper demigod state. For a while, these people were neither high nor low, which was a bit embarrassing.

"Old man, what's up, do you want to continue testing? I don't mind beating you up again." Yan Wudi had his hands behind his back, but the plaid shirt he was wearing seriously affected his expert demeanor.

"Huh, don't let us go. How dare they stop the old man? I will crush them to death in minutes." Yan Wudi was not polite at all, but he was telling the truth. He didn't mind killing a few before leaving. Japanese.

With that said, Yan Wudi's figure disappeared from the spot.

"Good grandson, girl, let's go." With that said, Yan Wudi took Yan Xiaoshu and left decisively.

The five people at the shrine were all horrified. It was a demigod-level battle. Let alone a battle, it was not easy to encounter a demigod.

Yan Xiaoshu only felt that his cheap grandfather seemed a bit domineering, so majestic.

"There are demigods fighting."

"Old man!"

"Who can tell me what happened?" She was obviously very confused by the current situation.

"Uh, grandpa." Yan Xiaoshu looked confused. Isn't this his grandpa? Why is this old man here?

"Is it Mr. Yagami?" Several people looked at each other.

"What's going on? The aftermath of this battle..."

"No, well, that's right. The old man was indeed one of the divine kings of the Divine Court." Song Tingyu wanted to deny it, but suddenly changed her mind.

The two had obviously had a violent collision just now, and it was obvious that the other party had suffered a loss.

"Yin Xiu, let them go." An old voice suddenly came from the distance. It was the old man who had fought with Yan Wubi before.

"No, no, old man, I don't have long to live, and I don't want to deal with the affairs of the younger generations. The main reason why I showed up is to see you, my old friend." The old man from Japan said.

"Hahahaha, Sakura, I don't remember any friendship with you. But your idea is right. You can't run around for a few days anymore, so just enjoy your life and don't get involved in those bastards' things if you have nothing to do." Yan Wudi had a preaching tone.