Chapter 97 Barton

"Roos, what are you doing?" Klein, not far away, rushed over, with a hurried look on his face, and then he helped Feng Ye who was lying on the ground with concern: "How are you doing Feng Ye?"

"I'm fine." Feng Ye waved his hand, coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and said to himself: "Fortunately, a layer of spiritual power was floating on the surface of his body in time, otherwise..."

"Feng Ye, don't move." Klein's eyes suddenly lit up, and a huge wave of spiritual power rose from her body. In the eyes of all the guests, three green apertures emerged from Klein's head and finally floated behind Klein's head.

"That's the spiritual ring, three spiritual rings. Isn't this Teacher Klein a spiritual pharmacist? Why are he so accomplished in spiritual masters?"

"Three spiritual rings... This is not something that ordinary people can have."

"It seems that the identity of Mr. Klein is not simple, I'm afraid it's not as simple as a teacher from the Sith Spiritual Power Academy."

A lot of discussion came from the crowd.

Ignoring the discussion around her, Klein kept murmuring something in his mouth after appearing from the spiritual ring. Suddenly, a ray of elf burst out of Klein's eyes, and then the outermost outermost of the three green apertures floating behind her head suddenly lit up. A huge water-green phantom appeared behind Klein, which was the third-level water-type spirit beast Qingming Water Demon absorbed when Klein advanced to the third-level spiritual master.

"Sweet rain and dew!"

A chant came out of Teacher Klein's mouth, hovering behind Teacher Klein's phantom of the Qingming Water Demon instantly shone green light, and a dazzling green light fell from Teacher Klein's hands on Feng Ye's body the next moment.

Feng Ye's originally pale face suddenly became rosy, and his brows, which were frowning because of pain, also stretched slightly at this moment.

"What's going on?" A majestic voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, and then the crowd suddenly separated. Lord Sonas walked in with a serious expression and looked at Roos standing there with an indifferent look on his face.

"Just teach a little spiritual master a lesson, Uncle Sonas, you can get in at your banquet, it's really..." Roos sighed and shook his head, shook his sleeves, his expression as if he had just swept away an ant.

"Where did this boy come from? His tone is so arrogant?"

"That's right, I haven't seen it in Tallinn before?"

"I just heard the introduction of Lord Sonas, and it seems to be from the royal capital Colton."

"Aristocrats from the royal capital? This..."

Listening to the noisy sounds in the crowd, Jason checked Feng Ye's body, then stood up with a gloomy face and walked towards Roos not far away. As a spiritual master, he naturally knew how serious the injury Mr. Feng Ye had suffered before. This guy really took action.

Looking at Jason who was staring at him and slowly approaching, Roos said with a mocking look on his face: "Little guy, what are you doing? Could it be that you want to..."

"Peng!"

Roos said only halfway, and in his horrified eyes, he saw a fist growing sharply in front of him and hitting his face heavily. With a muffled sound, Roos fell heavily, with a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little confused.

He never thought that the young man who looked not big in front of him would punch without saying a word, and he could not tolerate any reaction at all. What Roos could not imagine was that as a low-level spirit master, he would be injured by the young man's seemingly light punch.

"If you dare to hurt my teacher, you must be beaten." Jason finished speaking and kicked him again.

Roos, in shock, hurriedly blocked with his right hand. With a sound of bang, Roos only felt his right hand numb, and a slight skeleton moan sounded, and then a violent pain came into his mind, making Roos's face twisted in an instant.

"Master Jason."

"Jason."

Lord Sonas and Teacher Klein called out at the same time, stopping Jason who was still going forward.

"What? Lord Sonas? Does this lawless madman want him to continue to be rampant?"

Lord Sonas frowned, "Master Jason, I see this..."

"Othello, where are you dead?" Roos, who stood up, let out anger and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His face became extremely ferocious and distorted, like an angry mad dog. He really didn't expect that in a small place like Tallinn City, someone would dare to hurt him.

"Young Master!" A figure quickly rushed in from outside the banquet hall and stood in front of Roos. This was a middle-aged man with a long sword hanging around his waist, wearing exquisite silver armor, and a scar on his arrogant face, adding a bit of cold and toughness.

"Master!" Feeling the aura of the man, Jason's face couldn't help but show a trace of solemnity, while Feng Ye's face changed slightly. As spiritual masters, they could feel an indescribable pressure from the middle-aged man.

"Othello, get rid of them for me." Roos pointed at Jason and Feng Ye in front of him with a grim smile on his face.

"Yes, young master." The middle-aged man responded lightly, turned around and looked at Jason and Feng Ye, and walked slowly forward.

An unconcealed pressure arose out of thin air throughout the banquet hall.

"Enough, Roos." Klein's face was filled with anger.

Lord Sonas frowned and looked a little gloomy: "Roos, stop making trouble, just let this matter go."

"Enough? Haha!" Roos couldn't help laughing wildly, and then said to Sonas: "Uncle Sonas, I respectfully call you uncle. Since I was a child, I have never been beaten like this by others, but you told me to let it go. Haha, it's ridiculous. Othello, do it for me."

Roos's heart was full of anger at this moment. Although his father told him to listen to Uncle Sonas when he was in Tallinn before leaving, Roos's heart was blinded by anger and could not listen to anything at all.

"I dare to hit me, Roos, I want you to regret coming to this world." Roos roared in his heart with red eyes.

"call!"

Othello's figure instantly turned into a afterimage and punched Jason. The entire banquet hall was blowing violently under Othello's punch, and a violent whimpering sound came from the air.

An indescribable pressure instantly enveloped Jason's whole body. Under Othello's spiritual power, Jason only felt the skin in his body beating in an instant, his hair was standing upright, and countless goose bumps appeared on Jason's skin.

Without any time to react, a strange light flashed in Jason's eyes, and the powerful soul power instantly turned into a cone and shot towards Othello in front of him.

A severe pain that penetrated his bones suddenly appeared in Jason's mind, and Othello's lightning figure in front of him paused slightly in the air, and then he attacked Jason fiercely without any obstacles.

At this moment, Jason felt the breath of death.

"Boom!" A huge sound rang in the banquet hall. A figure blocked Jason the moment Othello's fist was about to hit Jason, blocking Jason's attack. The strong energy spread in the banquet hall. Under the influence of this energy, the guests around him were shaking their bodies involuntarily.

"Jones, it's Lord Jones." After seeing the person blocking Othello's powerful attack, a burst of exclamation suddenly arose in the crowd. It was Jones, the strongest man in Tallinn City who had been standing behind Lord Sonas, the fifth-level low-level spiritual master.

In Tallinn City, people have strong confidence in this middle-aged man, known as the strongest man in Tallinn City.

"No, Othello looks not weaker than Jones." Jason is different from ordinary people. Something can be seen from the two of them's previous fight and Jones' solemn face.

"Jones, we won't have a fight, right? You are good at having a strong strength, but at most you draw with me. If you want to protect others in front of me, you may not be able to do that." Othello looked at Jones in front of him, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Othello was right. At the same time, Jones, a low-level spiritual master, is as strong as him. Fighting fairly, it is not certain who loses and wins. If you still have to distract yourself to protect others, let alone you cannot protect them. I am afraid that Jones himself will be killed by Othello if you are accidentally killed.

"Hey, isn't this Roos? Why are you beaten like this pig head? Haha, it's so majestic, but this is Tallinn City, not the capital, not the place where you show off your power. Master Jason, don't worry, with me here, no one can touch you at all." A soft voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and then a mature and charming woman came to Jason's side, which was Yan Ji, who Jason had known before.

"Damn, Jason's love luck is so good. Who is this woman? It's the best!" A sound of swallowing saliva came from the crowd.

Jason looked at Yan Ji with some depression. He seemed to be unfamiliar with her, right?

"Damn, who is you a stinky woman? Othello, what are you doing slowly? Don't you do it for me." Roos roared.

"Huh!" Othello's figure suddenly surged, and afterimages flashed in the hall, and the speed was so fast that it suddenly shook past Jones's blockade. With the strong wind, his right hand suddenly enveloped Jason and Yan Ji in front of him like a mountain falling from the sky.

"Othello, you are looking for death!"

A huge roar suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone present saw a flash of light. Othello's body, which was originally pressing down like a kite with a broken string, was thrown backwards and spewed out a bunch of blood in the air.

A strong man like an iron tower came to Yan Ji, his eyes as bright as a copper bell staring at Othello who was lying on the ground and then quickly stood up.

"Uncle Patton, thank you." Yan Ji smiled sweetly, amazed the audience.

"Hmph, Miss, don't worry. If the boy Othello dares to come up again, I will slap him to death."

Othello looked at the man like an iron tower staring at him in front of him with blood in his mouth, with a hint of fear on his face.

"What level is the strong man who can injure him, a low-level spiritual master, with one slap? Intermediate spiritual master? No, that big man is probably at least a high-level spiritual master."

"Pan..." A slap fell on Roos's face. Sonas's expression was no longer as grace as before.

"Uncle Sonas..." This slap made Roos retreat repeatedly. He covered his left face with his hands, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth again, and his originally crazy and red eyes became a little clearer.

"Roos, you will leave Tallinn City tomorrow and go home. I will talk to your father about what happened today."

Roos was a little confused. Only then did he remember that his father had asked him to listen to Uncle Sonas well in Tallinn City.

"Master Jason, Yan Ji, are you okay?" Sonas came to Jason and Yan Ji. At this time, he was still a little scared.

Othellona's blow over Jones just now made Sonas so calm, scared everyone who was so calm. If something happened to Jason here, Sonas would not doubt at all. Bisfam and Saha in rage would demolish their city lord's mansion.

And if something happened to Yan Ji here...

Sonas could no longer imagine what consequences would be. Even if Roos had a great background, he could not be able to protect Roos, and he would be a sinner.

Sonas's eyes flashed across Yan Ji, Jason and Klein's faces. The Lord of Sonas, who knew the background of the three, twitched secretly in his heart. How could he have such a thing? These three are not easy to mess with.

"If it weren't for that boy Roos, how could a good dinner turn out to be like this?" Thinking of this, Lord Sonas looked at him again and stood there with anger. Roos, whose face was swollen due to injury, had his originally calmed anger again emerged.

"I'm fine, Lord Sonas, Teacher Feng Ye is injured, so I'll take him back to rest first. Thank you Lord Sonas for your hospitality today." Jason helped Feng Ye upside him and walked out of the banquet hall with Klein.

"Uncle Sonas, I'll go back first." Yan Ji smiled faintly and walked out of the banquet hall with Patton.

"Master Jason, do you want me to send someone to see you off?" As soon as Jason and others walked out of the city lord's mansion, Yan Ji chased after her.

"You don't have to be polite, Miss Yanji." Jason looked at Yanji in front of him deeply. This little girl looked pollution-free, but her identity made people think deeply.

"Mr. Patton, thank you before."

"Master Jason, you have to be polite. Haha, the master's strength is indeed extraordinary. I think you are a first-level spiritual disciple. The mental attack just now can almost make Othello, a low-level spiritual master, suffer a loss. It's not easy."

Jason's soul attack was not felt before, even Jones, who stopped Othello's attack for Jason, but Patton, who was standing outside the crowd, could see clearly that Othello's sudden pause halfway through the attack.

"Mental Attack?" Jason was stunned for a moment. Jason, who obtained the Nine-Headed Feared Phantom Spiritual Heart, possessed a soul attack, which was essentially different from a spiritual attack based on spiritual consciousness. However, Jason just smiled, which was a default and did not explain much.

After a few greetings with Yan Ji and Patton, after rejecting their kindness again, Jason sent Klein and Teacher Feng Ye back to the Sith Spiritual Power Academy and returned to Saha's laboratory.

Jason, who was angry, decided to go back and teach Bisfam and Saha a good lesson, and what dinner should he attend?
Chapter completed!