Super System Plundering the Heaven

"The few of you!"    

Ye Yu looked at the four subordinates that Cheng Zhi brought and shouted.    

Zhou Yang and the other three could not help trembling. Their legs went weak and they knelt on the ground.    

"Spare us! Spare us! We were forced to do this!"    

"That's right, it's Cheng Zhi! This arrogant and domineering young master is the one who instigated us to come here and cause trouble!"    

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

"Right, right! Furthermore, we are all people of the Martial Alliance. Killing us won't do you any good!"    

Ye Yu frowned and sneered, "Kill you all? You will dirty my hands!"    

When Zhou Yang and the others heard this, not only did they not show any anger, their faces were also full of smiles, "Yes, yes! Killing us and dirtying your hands is not worth it!"    

"Hehe, there is no problem with Yan Fengwu and I registering the Martial Artist, right?"    

Ye Yu laughed lightly and asked.    

Zhou Yang and the others quickly shook their heads. "No problem, absolutely no problem! I'll settle it properly for you!"    

"Okay!" Ye Yu nodded and said, "The few of you, carry this bottle of orange juice and scram!"    

The few of them were stunned for a moment before they realized what was going on. They endured the pain and lifted Cheng Zhi up and quickly left the stadium.    

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

"Wow! Ye Yu, you were too handsome just now! As expected of the man I like! "    

Yan Fengwu patted Ye Yu's shoulder and said excitedly.    

Ye Yu glanced at Yan Fengwu and said, "Yan Senior Sister, can you be more reserved?"    

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

Xing Meng looked at the departing figures and said solemnly, "Ye Yu, you killed Cheng Zhi?"    

"No." Ye Yu shook his head.    

Xing Meng heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. "It's good that you don't have it."    

"This Cheng Zhi's identity is not ordinary. His grandfather is an elder of the Martial Alliance, and he has a high position in the sect. He is able to mobilize the power of the Martial Alliance. If it is not necessary, it is best not to kill him!"    

Yan Fengwu, who was standing at the side, kicked him in dissatisfaction. "Tsk, this is letting this Cheng Zhi off too easily! Cheng Zhi, orange juice? Hahahah..."    

Seemingly feeling that this name was very interesting, Yan Fengwu chuckled to herself.    

The corner of Ye Yu's mouth curled up and he coldly said," Giving it to him? I am not that kind!"    

Yan Fengwu's eyes lit up and asked curiously, "Could it be that you broke the root of his worries?"    

Ye Yu's face darkened. "What nonsense are you talking about!? I directly inserted the Sword Qi into Cheng Zhi's body. If he doesn't want to lie on the bed for the rest of his life, it would be best to get someone to force out the Sword Qi in his body!"    

Xing Meng was stunned for a moment and said in puzzlement, " Oh? Who could do that?"    

Ye Yu crossed his arms across his chest and thought for a moment. Then, he said, "If you want to remove the Sword Qi without hurting Cheng Zhi, you need to at least have a Clasping Core Martial Artist! Otherwise, it will only help you! "    

Xing Meng thought for a moment, then he sighed and said, "What a pity, Cheng Zhi's grandfather is a Mortal Core Martial Artist, I think Cheng Zhi won't be able to stay in bed for long."    

A smile appeared on Ye Yu's face, and he said in a low voice, "That depends on how much Cheng Kaishan values this grandson!"    

"Di! Congratulations to Host for completing the Martial Artist registration. The prize is one lucky draw! "    

Hearing the voice from the system in his mind, Ye Yu's smile became even wider, "Not bad, this Cheng Zhi is a good person!"    

"System, begin the lucky draw!"    

Weng!    

A huge wheel appeared in his mind. On the wheel, there were countless hidden grids. A slender needle started spinning at Ye Yu's command.    

"Stop!"    

The spinning needle slowly stopped. Ye Yu began to look forward to it. He did not know what he would get from this lucky draw.    

"Beep! Congratulations to Host for drawing a Wind Character Text!"    

Ye Yu quickly lowered his palm, and a Bronze token the size of a palm fell into his hand.    

Ye Yu lowered his head and looked at it. Although the token was small, it was extremely heavy. The material of the token was made from Bronze material, and it was emitting an ancient charm.    

In the center of the token, there was a strange character engraved on it. Ye Yu only took a glance at it, and he instinctively understood the meaning of the word - Wind!    

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

"Wind Character Text: It is used to forge weapons!"