Douluo: I am going to be invincible

The seven people from Qianyang walked to the competition venue of Wuhundian Academy. At this time, the place was crowded with people, including those watching the competition and those participating in the competition. It could be said that everyone in the academy was here at this moment.

In front of Qian Yang, there was a gorgeous and huge high platform suspended in the air. The high platform was held up by some unknown force, and it hovered quietly high in the sky above the competition arena.

There are several figures on the high platform, and these figures all have one thing in common, that is, they exude a powerful and calm aura.

These people are all the vice presidents of Wuhundian Academy. The weakest ones are also peak soul saints, and the highest ones even reach the level of Titled Douluo.

Needless to say, the old man standing in the center is the only dean of the academy. The third level of Wuhun Hall is dedicated to the 98th-level titled Douluo Ye Sifeng.

This third-level dean usually disappears, so he is nowhere to be seen in the academy, and this is the first time Qianyang sees him.

At this time, Ye Sifeng raised his hand and pressed it slightly in front of him, and the whole place suddenly fell silent.

"Hello, fellow students, I am the dean of Wuhundian Academy, Ye Sifeng."

"Everyone must know what everyone is here for today. Without further ado, let me talk about the rules of today's game."

His rich soul power rolled across the audience with his old voice. After his explanation, Qianyang and the others also learned about the format of the college competition.

The competition format is a seven-person team competition. Two teams are randomly selected by drawing lots for a team battle. The winning team will stay in the game while the losing team will leave directly.

After all, they want to select the strongest team, and there is no need to give losers another chance.

Qianyang and the others also participated in the lottery and knew the opponents they would face later.

Qianguyan looked at his opponent's information and couldn't help but said: "I feel like I'm a sure winner."

Indeed, none of their opponents in the first round were Soul Kings, so it could only be considered bad luck to face them.

Qianyang's eyes scanned the entire place, and he discovered a familiar fat figure.

"Zhen Yue?"

Qianyang thought of the fat little guy from a few years ago.

His space bracelet was tricked from this little fat man.

At that time, he thought he was a powerful king and conquered a younger brother, but Hu Liena told him that this little fat man had impure thoughts.

Qianyang originally wanted to take some time to look for him, but then she couldn't find him, as if he was hiding on purpose.

Zhen Yue also saw Qian Yang, and her little eyes turned away in panic, feeling a little guilty and not daring to look at Qian Yang.

Qianguyan suddenly asked Qianyang: "Qianyang, why are you staring at that little fat guy? Is he your friend?"

Qianyang shook his head and had no intention of continuing to pester him.

However, Qiangu Yan continued: "Hey, isn't that little fat guy Zhen Yue? Why, has he offended you?"

Qian Yang narrowed his eyes, "Do you know him?"

"Of course, he is Si Chongfeng's grandson, and we know him personally."

"The martial spirit of the Fourth Enshrinement is the Forbidden Heaven Ring, but Zhen Yue's martial spirit mutated and he did not inherit the martial spirit of the Fourth Enshrinement."

"His mutated martial spirit is called Purple Gold Hoop. I heard it's a pretty weird martial spirit."

"More importantly, I heard from my grandfather that the Four Enshrinements seem to be closer to the Pope."

Qianguyan was afraid of being heard by others, so she pursed her sexy red lips and whispered into Qianyang's ear.

Hearing this, Qianyang's pupils shrank, and a thunder seemed to flash in his mind, and everything seemed clear.

Is that so...

Qianyang digested the thoughts that just flashed through his mind and calmed down.

It seems that this Zhen Yue should be from Bibi Dong, but what he didn't expect was that someone under his old man had defected to the Pope's Palace, and he was also a high-ranking four priests.

More importantly, how does this Qianguyan know so much?

What was her purpose in telling herself about the four offerings?

Also, I wonder if the old man knows that Si Zongfeng has defected to Bibi Dong. He should know, after all, Ye Fengtian also told him about this last time.

Qianyang didn't see it. Yan, who was standing behind, saw Qianyang and his goddess chewing on their ears, and couldn't help but gnashed his teeth in hatred.

"Why is this kid Qianyang so handsome?"

"If you eat a lot of meat, can't you leave some soup for me to drink?"

"Xie Yue, you don't care. You see, your brother-in-law already has Nana, so why are you still so unscrupulously flirting with women?"

Xie Yue glared at him angrily, "What are you talking about? Qian Yang hasn't expressed his love for Nana yet."

"Besides, strong men are attracted to women. If you are capable, you are as strong as Qian Yang."

"But don't worry, I don't think Qianyang is sexually interested in Qianguyan, so you don't have to worry. Maybe you can make Qianguyan change his mind once you show off your power in today's game."

Xie Yue was kind enough to comfort Yan, which made Yan full of energy again.

"Okay, don't take any action in the game later, I'm going to fight seven of them one by one!"

Yan's eyes seemed to be ignited with a raging fighting spirit. He wanted to fight for love!

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Big match begins.

Qianyang and his group walked onto the ring, but the positions of the seven of them were very strange. Yan was standing at the front, while the six Qianyangs stood far behind him, with their arms crossed as if they were staying out of the game. As if ready to watch a show.

The captain of the opposite team turned to Yan with a gloomy face and said, "What do you mean!"

Yan replied arrogantly: "It's not interesting, I just want to beat seven of you one by one!"

He raised his fingers to the opposite side: "You guys, come here!"

"Damn it, this is too much!"

Seeing Yan's arrogant look, the seven people shouted angrily, determined to make this red-haired boy pay the price.

"Let's all come together and fuck him!"

The captain waved his hand, and everyone rushed forward, and the colorful light of soul rings and soul skills rushed down towards Yan.

Yan laughed, the Martial Soul Flame Lord appeared, and the five soul rings gradually spiraled up from his feet.

"The fourth soul skill, lava armor!"

A thick flame like magma covered Yan's body and turned into armor.

Wearing this armor, Yan's defense was greatly increased. He withstood all the attacks like a tiger rushing into a pack of wolves, and rushed straight into the seven-man team. He waved his hard steel fist and punched the seven. The individual directly lost his combat effectiveness.

"Hahaha, who else!"

Yan glanced at Qiangu Yan secretly, and then remembered a line Qianyang gave him, so he put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly and arrogantly.

In fact, if it were the previous Yan, even if he became the Soul King, he would not have such a strong combat power. He could not defeat the seven Soul Sects with just a fourth soul skill.

This was mainly because of the cockscomb phoenix sunflower he ate, which enhanced his flames and the quality of his soul skills, making the power of his soul skills even more powerful.

The audience immediately screamed when they saw this scene. They had never seen such a team competition in which one person beat seven people.

Yan listened drunkenly to the cheers from the audience and couldn't help but feel a little carried away.

He said to Qianyang and the others, "I will fight seven more in the next game, so don't take action from any of you!"

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