There were many people watching around, including teachers and many students.
"I'm sorry, give in!"
Li Ziqi squeezed in, and when she saw the young man sitting on the steps, she couldn't help but exclaimed.
The young man was sitting on the steps, giving off an aura that no strangers should enter. He was flipping through the books in his hands and chewing on half a piece of hard sesame seed cake. He turned a deaf ear to the stares and pointings from around him.
"What's going on with this kid? He's not a runaway slave, is he?"
There were whispers.
There is a scar on the boy's left forehead. It can be clearly seen that it is the word "waste" for waste. It seems that it should have been scratched by a sharp weapon such as a long sword or a dagger.
There are a few messy scratches on the word 'waste', as if they want to destroy the word. I don't know what the boy went through at that time.
In addition, although he turned up his collar and wore a silk scarf, he could still see the tattoo extending out and climbing up most of his left cheek.
This kind of tattoo is called spiritual pattern.
In Zhongjiu Zhongzhou, people call patterns that contain spiritual energy called spiritual patterns. There are many types of spiritual patterns, which can show magical effects.
But those on the cake-eating boy's neck obviously didn't exist, because even someone like Sun Mo, who didn't understand the spirit pattern technique, could tell that these spirit patterns had been destroyed and had been scratched by sharp blades, leaving cruel and embarrassing scars. .
"Teacher, let's go, we are not trying to steal talented students."
Li Ziqi pulled Sun Mo and prepared to leave. He was just a pitiful person, and if he was surrounded by people, he would be even more pitiful.
Lu Zhiruo grabbed Sun Mo's clothes in fear. The scars and tattoos on the young man's face made him look ferocious and terrifying, like a vicious dog hunting everywhere.
"Hold on!"
Sun Mo stared at the boy eating the cake. As a teacher, he hated to see his students being abused.
Jiang Leng, twelve years and seven months old, was at the ninth level of the body training realm.
Seeing this state, Sun Mo was a little surprised. The Holy Sect had already studied it. Twelve years old is the best age to start practicing. If you practice too early, your origin will be damaged. Even if you are a genius, you will be destroyed. It will affect future achievements, but this young man is already at the ninth level.
Strength 8, you are not a strength player.
Intelligence is 7. Although you don't rely on your brain to make a living, if anyone underestimates you, you will definitely suffer a big loss.
Agility 8, average, just enough.
Endurance 10, your endurance is terrifying, you can call yourself an Iron Man.
Will 1, the fire of hope is extinguishing, perhaps death is the only relief.
…
"System, can the stamina still be at full value?"
Sun Mo was surprised. In his opinion, people would get tired, but according to this data, the young man in front of him was the type who could not run to death.
"The system doesn't make mistakes."
System emphasis.
"Will 1, is this kid about to collapse and become so desperate that he commits suicide?"
Sun Mo looked at Jiang Leng for a few times and continued to look at him.
Potential value, low.
Note, it's a pity that Jiang Leng had extremely high potential before he was ten years old.
Note, the target has severe suicidal tendencies at this time.
"really!"
Seeing the note, Sun Mo sighed. This young man may have experienced a very miserable childhood, and he didn't know who was so cruel, so he scratched the word "waste" on his head with a sword.
"teacher?"
Li Ziqi suddenly had a bad feeling. Sun Mo wouldn't want to accept him as his disciple, right? This boy with the word "waste" is worse than the sick boy named Tantai Yutang just now.
Sun Mo walked over.
The environment that was originally filled with whispers suddenly became quiet, and the onlookers all looked at Sun Mo in unison.
"Have you been rejected as a disciple?"
Sun Mo got straight to the point.
"What do you mean?"
Jiang Leng stared at Sun Mo coldly and tightened his fingers on the sesame cake, causing some crumbs to fall on the steps.
"I want to say that there are many teachers, so don't give up just because you have been rejected a few times."
Sun Mo lowered his volume.
"hehe!"
Jiang Leng sneered. Although he knew that with his appearance, it would be difficult to become a teacher, but Zhongzhou University was a famous school for thousands of years. He couldn't infer it with common sense. He thought he might find a teacher who appreciated him here, but he was wrong, let alone a famous teacher. , even those senior teachers didn’t give themselves a chance.
"teacher!"
Li Ziqi followed, while Lu Zhiruo looked around, then trotted over and hid behind Sun Mo.
Sun Mo scratched his hair. It was indeed difficult to deal with a young man who wanted to commit suicide.
"Are you sympathizing with me?"
Jiang Leng took a big bite of the sesame seed cake and stared at Sun Mo like a wolf.
"I'm afraid you'll die!"
Sun Mo recalled that summer afternoon three years ago. Amid the chirping of cicadas, a sophomore girl jumped from the teaching building and fell into a mess.
"My life is mine, can you control it?"
Jiang Leng turned around and stopped talking to Sun Mo.
"Hey, what's your attitude?"
Li Ziqi is unhappy. The teacher is obviously worried about you, okay.
"Woof!"
Lu Zhiruo showed her head and shouted at Jiang Leng.
Jiang Leng showed a ferocious smile and stared at Li Ziqi: "Believe it or not, I will bite you to death?"
Li Ziqi was okay, but Lu Zhiruo shrank back behind Sun Mo in fear.
"Let's go!"
Sun Mo shook his head. He couldn't let the two students get hurt. If he stood up and tried to persuade Jiang Leng, he would have done his best. If he didn't listen, that was his business.
"Teacher, this guy must have been rejected a lot. He is a psychopath."
Li Ziqi muttered.
"Uh-huh!"
Lu Zhiruo nodded quickly.
"Ding, the mission is released. Please ask Jiang Leng to worship you as your teacher before the end of the enrollment meeting. You will be rewarded with a bronze treasure chest. If you fail the mission, you will be punished!"
The system prompt sounds.
"Ganli Niang, system, you are plotting against me!"
Sun Mo was extremely unhappy. He only tried to persuade Jiang Leng out of his duties as a teacher, but had no intention of accepting him as his disciple.
Students with this kind of awkward personality are the most annoying.
"As a famous teacher, you must be able to cope with various challenges. This is the training given to you by the system. Please hand in a satisfactory answer!"
System explanation.
"What's the punishment for failure?"
Sun Mo had a hundred sentences in his mind that he wanted to give to the system.
"Believe me, you definitely don't want to hear it." The system expressed the severity of the punishment tactfully: "That will become a nightmare for your life."
"The system can't detect my inner thoughts, right? What's going on with this peerless master system? Why did it choose me?"
A long list of questions instantly surged into Sun Mo's mind.
"This guy is so ungrateful!"
"Why would the security guard let such a person in? It's too scary!"
"His injuries couldn't have been caused by being beaten for doing bad things when he was a child, right?"
The students were talking a lot, and Jiang Leng's bad attitude made everyone think that he was a bad student.
"what happened?"
Lian is the grade director. When he sees people watching here, he naturally wants to come over to inspect and confirm that there will be no disturbances or conflicts.
"Master Lian."
The teachers quickly said hello.
Jiang Leng saw Lian Zheng wearing a white robe with a gold embroidery on the cuffs and collar. His eyes immediately lit up. He was a one-star famous teacher, so he got up and walked over.
"Hello, Teacher Lian!"
Jiang Leng showed a smile, but because of the scar, his expression was a bit scary.
"Um."
Lian Zheng glanced at Jiang Leng and stopped paying attention.
Jiang Leng noticed Lian Zheng's indifference, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he knelt down and kowtowed: "Master Lian, I want to worship you as my teacher!"
Wow!
There was an uproar all around, and the students watching Jiang Leng were dumbfounded.
Is this new student too thick-skinned? Judging from Lian Zheng's uniform, he is a distinguished one-star master teacher. You actually knelt down to become a master so casually
This is simply insulting!
The students felt that Jiang Leng might not succeed, but they were still worried. They felt like their own rice was being stolen. After all, they didn't even have the guts to become a disciple of a famous teacher. Why are you such an ugly ghost
"Young man, you do not meet my criteria for accepting a disciple."
Lian Zheng refused without even a moment's hesitation.
Not to mention the word "waste" on Jiang Leng's head, which greatly affects his image and makes Lian Zheng unhappy, but the spiritual pattern on half of Jiang Leng's face is destined to be impossible for Lian Zheng to want him.
A small number of cultivators will choose to tattoo spiritual patterns on their bodies in order to improve their combat effectiveness, but these are all choices after adulthood.
Because after the spiritual pattern is tattooed on the body, it is an irreversible process. The risk is that once the spiritual pattern is damaged, its remaining spiritual energy will interfere with the movement of spiritual energy in the body, causing the speed of cultivation to be slower. If it is serious, the realm will stagnate. .
Jiang Leng was at most thirteen or fourteen years old. He had already received a spiritual tattoo, and it was damaged. Even if he was a genius, it was useless.
What would a student like this who is doomed to have no future do if his integrity is compromised? Even if he poured the toilet into the toilet to wash his feet, Jiang Leng wouldn't be able to do it.
Jiang Leng looked at Lian Zheng. His eyes were like a morning bonfire that was gradually extinguished. Although he had already guessed the answer, he was still hurt by such a straightforward rejection.
"Haha, you deserve it!"
"You don't even look at your own appearance. You are really overestimating your abilities!"
"How can a famous teacher accept a disciple carelessly?"
The students were talking a lot. Seeing Jiang Leng being rejected, they all felt that their rice had been saved and had not been stolen by this guy.
Sun Mo shook his head. Lian Zheng refused too quickly and didn't consider the students' mood at all. However, there were so many students begging to be their disciples. Lian Zheng didn't want to care about a student he didn't like at all.
"What? You shake your head, do you have a problem with me?"
Lian Zheng turned his head and looked at Sun Mo. It was this ignorant guy who robbed Xuanyuan Po and Li Ziqi.
"Is this a grumpy old man?"
Sun Mo thought Lian Zheng just had a bad temper, but when he saw this guy's eyes looking at him, they were full of disgust and disgust, and the eyes he looked at Li Ziqi next to him were full of pity and love, as if he was looking at a The gem was thrown into the manure pit and was defiled. Sun Mo suddenly understood that this guy was just unhappy with him.
"If you don't have any objection, get out of here!"
Lian Zheng scolded him and prepared to leave.
Sun Mo raised his feet, but did not give way, and stood directly in front of Lian Zheng, looking directly at him without fear.