Douluo Continent: Dark Demon God Biao, inheriting the position of an evil god

Chapter 71: Zhou Yi is furious after she blows up Class 1 of the freshmen.

Mu Jin was prepared; she had been waiting for Zhou Yi's words. She smiled gently.
"I'm betting on whether my student Dai Yuntian can catch up with and surpass that blue-haired student in your class during the upcoming training!"

"If I lose, I will apologize to you and leave immediately, and I will never bother you again for the next year. But if I win..."

Zhou Yi frowned: "So what if you won?"

Mu Jin paused deliberately, her gaze sweeping over the students in Zhou Yi's class who were almost collapsing from exhaustion, and raised her voice:

"Please, Teacher Zhou, allow your students to finish this training session ten minutes early so they can have a good rest."

"So, Teacher Zhou? Dare to take this bet? Let the children see whether your 'high-pressure' approach produces elites, or my 'method' is more effective?"

Mu Jin's words were extremely clever.

He not only elevated the bet to a debate over teaching philosophies, but also placed himself on the moral high ground of "caring for students," and incidentally used reverse psychology to provoke Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi was indeed enraged; she hated it most when others questioned her teaching methods.

She sneered, "Hmph! Mu Jin, you certainly know how to flatter yourself. Fine! I'll take this bet with you!"

"I'd like to see if your students can surpass my promising talents!"

"It's a deal!" Mu Jin smiled like a fox who had just stolen a chicken.

With the bet settled, all eyes were on Dai Yuntian.

"Brother Yuntian, you must do your best!"

Zhu Lu tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek, then shyly ran back into the crowd.

Dai Yuntian touched the lingering warmth on his face and could even smell a faint fragrance.

When did this girl become so proactive?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

When he glanced over there, he happened to see Cui Yajie covering her mouth and chuckling.

Sure enough, a cunning strategist came up with some ideas!
Wu Feng clenched her fists and shouted at him, "Dai Yuntian! Don't embarrass our Class 9! If we lose, I'll never let you off the hook!"

At this moment, she had just learned from Ning Tian that Dai Yuntian in front of her was the same guy from six years ago.

Ning Tian waved to him and said, "Good luck!"

Dai Yuntian twisted his neck and moved his wrists and ankles.

He originally just wanted to watch the show quietly, but he didn't expect so many people to support him, so there was nothing he could do.

Why not just show off your skills!

"Go, Yun Tian. Don't feel pressured. Just perform normally."

Hibiscus encouraged.

Dai Yuntian nodded and slowly walked to the edge of the track.

He didn't even warm up; he simply watched Wang Dong running ahead calmly.

On the track, Wang Dong also noticed the commotion and heard the contents of the bet.

He gritted his teeth, exerted force with his feet, and his speed actually increased again.

Hmph! You think you can surpass me? Dream on!
Keep in mind that he has already run almost a third of the hundred laps. Unless Dai Yuntian can unleash a burst of speed to catch up, he has no chance at all.

A short burst of energy is extremely physically demanding, and for long-distance runners, almost no one would do something so suicidal.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi revealed a smug sneer, thinking to herself, "Mu Jin, you asked for this. Wang Dong's martial soul is the Goddess of Light Butterfly, and its speed boost is no less than that of an agility-based soul master."

Dai Yuntian took a deep breath, right under everyone's gaze.

His figure suddenly blurred.

There was no burst of soul power, no earth-shattering momentum, only a pure and extreme speed.

He was like a black lightning bolt flying close to the ground, instantly cutting into the runway.

The initial burst of speed was dazzling; in the blink of an eye, it had already swept past one class of students after another.

"No way, they're going all out right from the start? What about the rest of the race?"

"Everyone, don't panic. Teacher Mu Jin trusts Dai Yuntian so much, she must have something special about her."

"..."

"That's right, classmates, please follow me and believe in Dai Yuntian!"

At the critical moment, Ning Tian stepped forward, drawing on his leadership experience as the young sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Soon, Class 9, which was originally divided, began to spontaneously cheer for Dai Yuntian under her leadership.

"Dai Yuntian! Go! Go!" "Yuntian, Yuntian! Crush Class One! Strive for first place!"

This was a spontaneous outcry from the students.

This immediately attracted the attention of students from other classes on the playground.

This also caught Zhou Yi's attention. She shouted at the students, "What's all the noise about? Shut up and don't disturb my class!"

But the students acted as if they hadn't heard them, continuing to shout slogans and cheer for Dai Yuntian.

This infuriated Zhou Yi. She glared at everyone and said, "You...you all! Are you trying to rebel? Don't you even listen to your teacher?"

The students in Class 9 were in a state of high excitement. With Dai Yuntian's overwhelming performance backing them up, and with Teacher Mu Jin present, they were not afraid of her at all.

On the contrary, Zhou Yi's threat was like adding fuel to the fire.

"Old witch! What are you yelling about? We're cheering for our classmates, what's it to you?"

"Exactly! We weren't shouting on your class's turf, so what's it to you?"

"You look old, and you still dream on! You think nobody's afraid of you?"

The girls who led the rebuttal were Zhu Lu, Cui Yajie, Ning Tian, ​​and Wu Feng.

With them taking the lead, most of the students in Class 9 mustered their courage and chimed in:
"Yes! We can cheer for whomever we want!"

"Teacher Zhou, you're meddling way too much!"

For a moment, a peculiar scene unfolded on the playground.

On one side, Dai Yuntian was crushing Wang Dong at an unparalleled speed on the track.

On the other side, the students of Class 9 were indignant and openly defied Zhou Yi, who was known for her strictness.

Zhou Yi was so angry at this sudden collective resistance that she trembled all over.

In all her years of teaching, she had never been contradicted by so many students at the same time.
Especially since it was a group of freshmen!
She pointed at the students in Class 9, her fingers trembling:
"You...you guys! You've gone too far! You've really defied the heavens! How dare you openly talk back to a teacher? Do you have any respect for school rules? Mu Jin, is this how you discipline your students?"

Teacher Mulan was secretly overjoyed, but on the surface she pretended to be troubled, stepped forward, and "sincerely" advised:

"Class, quiet down! Teacher Zhou is right, we are civilized people, we shouldn't disturb other classes..."

But her words sounded weak and ineffective, more like tacit approval and indulgence.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi became even more furious.

And in just this short time.

To everyone's astonishment, Dai Yuntian had already run several laps, and his speed was gradually increasing.

Is this really a new student?
"That person is fast!"

"He doesn't seem to have activated his martial soul... How did he do that? Did he not use soul power?"

Exclamations of surprise rang out simultaneously from students in other classes.

Dai Yuntian continued to accelerate, and in one go he overtook several more students.

Xiao Xiao, who was not far ahead, suddenly felt a gust of wind pass by her side. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and saw him at a glance.

"Dai Yuntian?"

Xiao Xiao's eyes lit up, and she tentatively called out in a low voice.

Dai Yuntian was focused on adjusting his breathing and rhythm. Hearing the sound, he turned his head slightly in her direction and nodded as a greeting.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Xiao Xiao excitedly clenched her fists, secretly delighted: "Hehe, I knew you would come. What a two-faced rascal!"

as time goes by.

Dai Yuntian was like a gust of wind, leaving one student after another behind, accelerating lap after lap.

In order to complete the task ahead of schedule, he didn't waste any words.

He directly activated his martial soul, Dark Demon Evil God Biao.

The moment when the four soul rings, two purple and two black, appeared.

Upon seeing this, many teachers on the playground who hadn't paid much attention to it before suddenly gasped in shock.

"Holy crap! My goodness! A Soul Master... and their third and fourth Soul Rings are both ten thousand years old! What kind of monsters are these freshmen?!"

"Mulan, answer me, do you and Director Du have some kind of secret relationship?"

"Why don't they just recommend these students to the inner academy? If they were to participate in the freshman assessment, wouldn't they just be utterly dominating?"

(End of this chapter)