The blood-red eyes from Douluo

Now that Zhou Yi had said these words, Wan Yusheng did not dare to stay too long and quickly ran to the square. He did not directly join the running army, but went to the side to do some warm-up exercises.

At this time, a group of top runners passed by Wan Yusheng. Their eyes swept over Wan Yusheng, and sarcastic voices followed.

Among them, the sturdy young man running at the front even taunted directly:

"Hey, isn't this a good student who is ruining our running? It's really shameless to stand on the side and pretend to be lazy and do nothing but think that you can pass the test."

The skinny short man on the side said: "Boss Tailong, why bother talking to him? I will go to the old witch myself to report him later. Why bother talking to a loser who was expelled just after school started."

Xiao Xiao, who was also in the first echelon of running, just wanted to say something for his new classmate, but when he saw Wan Yusheng, who was still unmoved and concentrated on making strange movements, he swallowed the words on his lips again, and couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart. disappointment.

A group of people ran forward amidst gloating laughter.

"Okay." Wan Yusheng's expression remained as usual, as if he was not affected at all. He finally shook his arms, bent forward, put his palms on the ground, and made the starting movement of an athlete in his previous life, "Let's start."

As soon as he finished speaking, his thigh muscles tightened instantly, and powerful force burst out from them. With a bang, a medium-sized footprint was made on the solid floor of Shrek Plaza, and the force pushed Wan Yusheng's body forward quickly. Pushing forward.

The figure dressed in black, at first glance, seemed to be a stream of black light. It was so fast that people couldn't believe it. This was just the speed of a boy who was only 12 years old.

Tai Long, who had been running in the first echelon, heard a loud noise from behind and was about to turn back when suddenly a black light flashed and he ran forward amidst everyone's surprised eyes.

"Is this the kid with the sunglasses? Is he an agility-attack soul master? He's so fast."

Hearing the exclamations from the people in the echelon, Tai Long gritted his teeth.

"He's pretending to be a fool. He can't keep up that speed for long. When the time comes, he'll be lying on the ground. I'll be the first to see his joke and speed up."

Xiao Xiao looked at the sudden outburst of Wan Yusheng and silently cheered for her deskmate, but she did not think that Wan Yusheng could complete the task of one hundred laps. After all, a quarter of an hour had passed before he started.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes, 10 minutes passed, and everyone focused on that figure.

"The endurance is too exaggerated. He keeps accelerating. Won't he get tired?" Wang Dong couldn't help but think this sentence as he saw that he had encountered two figures in almost a circle.

Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and sped up the operation of Xuantian Kung. He did not hesitate to stimulate himself mentally just to speed up the pace. He only had one thought in his mind at the moment, "We are both eye martial souls. If Brother Yusheng can do it, so can I. "

Time passed by, and some students with strong physical fitness had almost completed the task of one hundred laps. Five and ten minutes had passed, and the figure never stopped, and even kept accelerating and sprinting.

It must have exceeded a hundred laps long ago. How many laps he will run has become a question in the minds of many students.

At some point, Zhou Yi stood there quietly, with a flash of interest in his eyes, "All members speed up, with me as the end point." The voice rang in every student's ears.

As soon as the sound came out, Wang Dong took the lead and crossed the finish line. The others did not show any weakness and arrived at the finish line shortly afterwards.

But they did not sit down and rest at this moment, but stared at the black shadow in the square.

He is faster.

At this moment, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Huo Yuhao's body had run out of fuel. Due to the stubbornness and power in his heart, his consciousness became increasingly blurred and he fell forward.

A hand suddenly grabbed Huo Yuhao's collar, stopping his fall. It was Wang Dong who arrived at this moment.

After a brief moment of surprise, they cooperated with Wang Dong and flew towards the finish line together.

But Wang Dong was not in a good condition at the moment, and she was not in a good condition at the moment after running a hundred laps in a competitive manner.

Both of them looked pale, but there were still 3000 meters to go before the finish line.

"That's it, you two, let me do the rest." A voice sounded from behind the two of them. Wan Yusheng appeared behind them, separated them, sandwiched them on both sides of the waist, and increased his speed again.

"Asshole, I'm done running, put me down." Wang Dong was a little annoyed.

Ignoring Wang Dong, Wan Yusheng crossed the finish line at the last moment.

"Cheng Cheng, Qiu Jiancheng, Tang Dao, Shangguan Chentian, Lin Zeyu, Zhuge Yun, Tai Long, Tang Ling, Yun Xiaopiao, the nine of you can leave."

Although Zhou Yi's face was expressionless, a glimmer of expectation flashed in his eyes.

"Teacher, I don't accept it." Tai Long stood up. With Wan Yusheng's stimulation, he was the second person to cross the finish line.

"Everyone of you has a record of laziness here. There is no need to quibble. I have the final say here, but I can give you a chance."

Zhou Yi pointed at Wan Yusheng, "He, Wan Yusheng was a quarter of an hour behind you. He ran 200 laps and consumed much more soul power than you. As long as you work together to defeat him, I will not take the blame for what happened just now. If we fight If you don’t win, just get out of here and I won’t bully you.”

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd. Two hundred laps, this can no longer be summed up by just talking about fast speed. It shows that his hard power has far exceeded them.

Tai Long blushed, and nine people accepted Zhou Yi's conditions.

Wan Yusheng comforted Huo Yuhao who was worried about him, walked to the vacated space, and stood opposite the nine people.

"Although I really don't want to fight with my classmates, who made you clash with each other?" Wan Yusheng said bluntly, "Do any of you want to quit? I am very strong, anyone with a discerning eye can see it."

"He is holding on and has run two hundred laps. How much soul power does he still have? If we all work together, we can definitely defeat him." Tai Long showed his leadership ability at this moment and stabilized the floating morale of the army.

Wan Yusheng sighed, and after looking at it, he could only start fighting, and said: "First of all, thank you, because my teammates were too cheating a long time ago, I have wanted to try a dozen of nine, and you have fulfilled my wish. "

"Start." Zhou Yi ordered, obviously not wanting to listen to Wan Yusheng's useless nonsense.

In an instant, the nine people headed by Tai Long burst out with soul power. Tai Long shouted first, and two yellow soul rings lit up in front of Tai Long. One or two soul skills were activated instantly, and the already strong arm muscles bulged high. Fangs sprouted from its mouth.

Zhou Yi recalled Tai Long's information in his mind: "Tai Long, a powerful gorilla with martial soul, soul power level 21, really good."

The remaining eight people all have single-yellow soul rings. They have beast martial souls similar to Tailong's body changes, and there are also weapon martial souls that summon martial souls to fight.

Compared with Tailong's domineering martial soul possession, Wan Yusheng's martial soul possession can be called plain, but the three soul rings, one yellow and two purple, rising from his feet completely impressed the onlookers.

Seeing the number of Wan Yusheng's soul rings, the nine people stood there blankly. The soul master still had two thousand-year soul rings.

"What are you still doing? Cooperate with me. He doesn't have much soul power. No matter how much we use it, we can kill him." Tai Long forcibly cheered up and rushed towards Wan Yusheng.

"As expected of the best among the freshmen, I really don't have much soul power." Wan Yusheng said silently in his heart, "But I can't use much soul power to deal with you."

Looking directly at Tai Long who was charging towards him, his second soul ring lit up, creating an illusion of soul skills.

Tai Long only felt that Wan Yusheng in front of him suddenly blurred, and there was no change. At this moment, among the remaining eight people, Tang Dao, who was holding a dagger, also rushed over. Although it was only one ring, his speed was better than Tai Long's. Dragon, the two of them quickly attacked together.

Tai Long appeared in front of Wan Yusheng without any hindrance. He was secretly delighted and swung his fist towards Wan Yusheng's chest. He was very confident in his fist, even if it was Soul Master, with the blessing of one or two soul skills If it hits hard this time, it will cause serious injury.

The moment his fist was about to touch Wan Yusheng's body, Tai Long seemed to see Wan Yusheng's face twisted in horror.

Suddenly, a hand put on Wan Yusheng's shoulder, pulled him back and rescued him. This person was Zhou Yi.

"Hahaha, I won. All the bullshit Soul Lords are just showboating. I'm the strongest." Although Tailong didn't hit Wan Yusheng, he seemed very excited and even arrogant at this time. Zhou Yi took action and saved Wan Yusheng, which meant that he had won.

Tai Long turned to look at his teammates, and was about to show off, but his teammates' expressions made him a little dissatisfied, "Haha, we won, why are you not happy?"

"Hey Tailong, you are so cruel. Is it worth it to get you excited about knocking your teammates off the court?"

A familiar voice rang in his ears. Tai Long turned around and saw Wan Yusheng not far away looking at him with a half-smile.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you insane? You are already,,"

Before he finished speaking, Tai Long stared at the figure next to Zhou Yi with wide eyes, somewhat in disbelief. That person was none other than Tang Dao, the dagger soul master who had gone hand in hand with him.

At this moment, Tang Dao looked pale and stared at Tai Long in disbelief with hatred in his eyes. If Zhou Yi hadn't saved him, he would have probably died in Tai Long's hands.

"No, no, it's definitely his fault. His second soul skill flashed just now. It's definitely his soul skill. You have to believe me." Tai Long anxiously turned his head and explained to his teammates.

The other seven people obviously hesitated after hearing this. No one who can enter Shrek is a fool.

"Haha, don't put the hat on my head. You did it yourself. Could it be that you have a grudge against your classmates, or are you unwilling to drag a few back? During the battle, you are not responsible for hurting people's lives. Yes."

Wan Yusheng on the side continued to attack the opponent's psychology.

"Don't listen to him. Let's go together. He has no soul power. We can definitely win." Tai Long continued to call on his teammates, but he noticed that his teammates' eyes changed, "You guys"

"We don't trust you. If what you say is true, then attack first."

"That's it."

Looking at his teammates who no longer trusted him, Tai Long's eyes turned red, he clenched his fists, turned around and stared at Wan Yusheng.

Just when he was about to rush forward again, a thin needle penetrated Tai Long's arm from behind, and Yun Xiaopiao, whose martial spirit was the needle, looked at the martial spirit that flew out involuntarily with a confused look on his face.

"Asshole, you all go to hell." Tai Long had lost his mind and attacked the seven people.

In the end, seven people knocked Tai Lung unconscious at the cost of four people.

Wan Yusheng suddenly appeared behind the three people, and struck the back of their necks accurately with his palm.

The three fell down and the whole place was silent.