Douluo's eternal fire

On the playground, Sun Yuntian stood with his hands behind his back, and in front of him, seven people from Yan Yiming stood in a row.

At this moment, three of Yan Yiming's seven people were standing in the front, and the three were behind, and Liu Xue was beside Yan Yiming.

Looking at this scene, Sun Yuntian couldn't help frowning.

"Student, be careful."

Yan Yiming smiled slightly at Sun Yuntian, and then the figures of the seven people rushed out at the same time.

"good."

Sun Yuntian looked at the seven members of Yan Yiming who maintained their formation even though they rushed over, smiled slightly, and there was a lot of admiration in his voice.

Seven pairs of fists slammed on Sun Yuntian's body.

The corner of the dean's mouth in the distance twitched slightly. This defenseless person was hit by a bomb. How much would it cost?

Yan Yiming's seven people are especially one at this time, their figures flicker, and the formation is not chaotic.

However, what surprised them was that no matter how the seven attacked, Sun Yuntian's body remained motionless, as if there was something in his body.

Seven pairs of fists slammed into different positions of Sun Yuntian's body. Immediately, Sun Yuntian's body trembled slightly, but it fell silent immediately.

The attack of seven people was blocked again

"This kid's body is a bit strong." The dean murmured in the distance.

Under the attack of the seven people, no one noticed that the power of the fiery red giant bird in Sun Yuntian's eyes seemed to be slowly waking up.

彭

Another seven pairs of fists slammed on Sun Yuntian's head.

Sun Yuntian, who was already standing still, stretched out his palm and patted lightly, and the seven of them flew upside down.

"Pfft."

The seven people spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, but with the treatment of all of them from the Nine Hearts Begonia, this injury will be repaired in a short time.

"Not bad." Sun Yuntian stretched his waist, "Training continues."

Hearing this, the seven of them were a little helpless, but soon they rushed over with a terrifying energy.

As time went by, the tacit understanding among the seven became higher and higher. It must not be long before the teamwork of the seven reached a rather terrifying level.

This level is what Sun Yuntian and the dean are looking forward to.

Time passed, and January passed in a blink of an eye.

The scorching sun hung high above the playground, and Sun Yuntian stood with his hands behind his back. In front of him, the seven of Yan Yiming maintained their formation.

"The teamwork of more than a month has worked, so let's fight with the dean."

As soon as Sun Yuntian said this, Yan Yiming's seven people trembled violently.

"You are scared"

Looking at this scene, Sun Yuntian raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"No, it's just that the news was so sudden that we didn't even realize it." Yan Yiming shouted: "Even if it's the dean, we're not afraid."

"Okay." Sun Yuntian nodded in satisfaction, then turned his head, his eyes were on the dean who looked a bit ugly, and he said with a smile: "Dean, don't be ashamed."

"Bastard boy." The dean gritted his teeth, but he also walked out and said flatly, "I will use my best."

"And you need to beat me."

As soon as the words fell, the dean shook his hand, and a long sword with a rather peculiar shape was held in his hand. At the same time, two yellow, two purple, four black, and eight soul rings rose from his feet. .

"Beat me."

As soon as the words fell, the second yellow soul ring on the dean's body quickly lit up.

Looking at this scene, Yan Yiming's seven people released their martial souls, and while releasing their soul skills, they fought with the principal.

However, Yan Yiming and his seven men were retreating steadily.

As time passed, only Liu Xue was left among Yan Yiming's seven people standing in the field.

"You lost." The dean's long sword rested on Liu Xue's neck, and his voice was heard in everyone's ears.

"Clap clap."

The applause resounded, Sun Yuntian walked over, and said with a smile: "It's already very good, and it forced the dean to use the soul avatar."

At this point, Sun Yuntian paused for a moment, then asked with a smile: "Do you want to defeat the dean?"

Xing'er couldn't help but said: "I want to defeat the dean, but unfortunately the gap between us and the dean is too great."

"Then make up the gap."

The dean beside him shuddered.

"I will fight the dean with you."

Sun Yuntian knew very well that he was the one who needed the team's cooperation in the competition, so he had to integrate into the team so that he could compete for the championship.

"What?" Yan Yiming was stunned for a moment, but then he reacted and said with a smile: "With the addition of junior brother, we should be able to fight against the dean."

Sun Yuntian walked over and talked to Yan Yiming, who immediately nodded his head.

"Okay, Dai Yu, just watch from the side first." Yan Yiming said to Dai Yu behind him.

Hearing this, Dai Yu took a deep look at Sun Yuntian, unexpectedly he backed out without any objection.

Sun Yuntian has his reasons for doing this. Just now, Yan Yiming's seven people fought against the dean, and it was on Dai Yu's body. Now, if Dai Yu is replaced, the problem will be resolved by itself.

"Little brat, you can't kill me." The dean looked at Sun Yuntian and couldn't help but said.

Sun Yuntian stretched his waist, "It depends."

puff.

The dean spit out angrily at Sun Yuntian's words.

"Okay, brothers, let's go to war."

So, in the next more than three months, Sun Yuntian led Yan Yiming and six others to fight against the dean. At first, even with Sun Yuntian joining in, they could not defeat the dean. However, with more and more cooperation, The dean is starting to get unlucky

彭

The dean's body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Sun Yuntian closed his fists and stood up, the silver light under his feet quickly flashed, and he came to the sky above the head of the dean, one palm was covered by a layer of frost, and then he slapped the head of the dean with his palm. go down.

There is no mercy.

The headmaster kept sweating down his forehead. At the most critical moment, he raised the long sword in his hand, barely resisting Sun Yuntian's palm.

But before the dean could heave a sigh of relief, behind him, six figures rushed out, and finally released their soul skills at the same time, blasting fiercely at the dean's back.

The dean wanted to turn around, but was firmly trapped by Sun Yuntian, so the five soul skills attacks finally hit the dean's back fiercely.

The dean flew upside down, and finally fell hard to the ground, blowing up a wisp of dust.

"Dean, you lost."

Sun Yuntian smiled and looked at the rather embarrassed dean who fell on the ground.

"Ha ha."

The dean slowly stood up, and then he left slowly. The moment he left, his satisfied voice also sounded.

"Yes, there are still more than six months before the competition is about to start, you can't embarrass me."

After saying that, the dean's figure disappeared under the gaze of Sun Yuntian and others.

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