Looking at Han Qian's data, Sun Mo was impressed. To be honest, he couldn't do this.
Back in college, Sun Mo was a normal hard-working student. He went to the Internet cafe to play games, read novels in class, and studied intensively before the exam. He did it all except not fall in love.
According to popular belief, once you go to college, you are free and can let yourself go, but Sun Mo saw a classmate who was so hardworking that it was scary.
Every night I have to study by myself in the classroom or library until closing. I get up early in the morning. In order to save time, I skip breakfast. Instead, I buy two steamed buns and go to the classroom to eat and study at the same time.
Not to mention a week, three days is very powerful, but people do it for four years, regardless of the cold or the heat.
Of course, the reward I got was that I got all the scholarships for each semester. I found a good job when I was about to graduate and stayed in that city. I bought a house a few years later. It wasn’t very beautiful, but it was very nice. A good and virtuous wife, she has completed the transition from a poor boy in a poor mountainous area to a city citizen.
Someone once asked him why he didn't take the postgraduate entrance examination. He said he had no money and no time. He needed to work to support his family. His current life was quite good.
This classmate has changed his life through hard work.
But for Han Qian, who was born in Kyushu, Middle-earth, even if she tried ten thousand times, she could not break through her ceiling.
Because this is a world that depends on talent.
When you are born, your qualifications are already determined, unless you are so lucky that you get treasures from heaven and earth to improve your qualifications.
Han Qian was better than those white bodies who couldn't sense aura, but compared with Xuanyuan Po, she was like the mud at her feet and the clouds in the sky.
The amount of spiritual energy that Xuanyuan Po absorbed naturally without breathing in or out, Han Qian needed to meditate for at least two hours to catch up.
As long as there is arrogance in the heart, who is willing to live like this for a lifetime
Is it not because of my poor qualifications
Han Qian looked into Sun Mo's eyes, filled with the desire to fight, not only to fight Sun Mo, but also to fight her destiny.
I have poor qualifications and no teacher is willing to accept me as my disciple, so I will practice on my own. The gap between me and genius is that I can’t catch up in one hour, so I will use five or ten. At worst, I will only sleep for one hour a day.
As long as I work hard, I can catch up a little bit, but once I give up, there is really no hope.
And now, the opportunity has finally come.
Defeating Sun Mo, defeating such a highly anticipated talent, I will definitely be recognized and favored by the famous teachers present.
Han Qian still can't forget that her mother sold her gold hairpin as a dowry and the only old hen in the family, and made up a bunch of repairs to take her to become a disciple. However, she was scolded by the guy as a daydream and kicked out. afternoon.
The golden hairpin is my mother's only jewelry and a dowry inherited from my ancestors. Even if it has faded, it is still my mother's most precious thing.
The old hen was Han Qian's childhood playmate and her favorite and most cherished friend. Although she could only eat the eggs laid by the old hen when she was sick, they were definitely the best she had ever tasted. Food is the most unforgettable delicacy of childhood.
The golden hairpin was sold, and the old hen was also sold, but in exchange for the words, find an honest man and get married with peace of mind, you have no talent for cultivation.
That day was the darkest day in Han Qian's life, and it was also the day she lost hope.
In the next three years, twelve-year-old Han Qian lived an ordinary life as a farm girl. She was even engaged and ready to get married, until her mother was seriously ill and cried to her on her deathbed.
I'm sorry for not giving you a body to cultivate.
That day, Han Qian knew that when she was a child, her mother had already asked others to see her when the son of the most respected village chief in the village came back to visit his family.
He is a powerful two-star famous teacher with good eyesight, but his evaluation is that he has poor qualifications and is not suitable for cultivation.
My mother knew that she had no talent, but still when she begged her, she sold the golden hairpin and the old hen that could lay an egg every day, scraped together the money, and took her to become a disciple. .
Maybe my mother didn’t want to see me sad, maybe my mother felt that the two-star famous teacher was wrong and she still had the possibility to practice...
Then that day, I let my mother down.
To be honest, Han Qian hated her mother, why did she give birth to a waste? But later, hatred turned into love, especially the day my mother passed away.
When her mother was dying, she held Han Qian's hand tightly and was unwilling to let go. She blamed herself and felt guilty. She let go of Han Qian and hoped that she would live a good life in the future.
Han Qian still can't forget the look in her mother's eyes that she hated her for being incompetent and reluctant to let go of her daughter.
Then after her mother was buried, Han Qian ran away and went to work at the academy. She was beaten because she secretly learned the exercises. Later, she unexpectedly realized that she could teach herself without a teacher, and she embarked on the path of becoming a famous teacher.
"Thirty years? Or thirty-one years?"
Han Qian was so focused on her cultivation that she even forgot her specific age: "But it doesn't matter, mother, today is the day I become famous. If you are alive in heaven, just take a look!"
After praying in her heart, Han Qian became more willing to fight.
"Han Qian, fifth level of divine power, please give me some advice!"
This realm can be achieved without taking the best elixirs or taking the treasures of heaven and earth. It is all achieved through hard work and little by little cultivation.
"Sun Mo, third level of divine power realm, please give me some advice!"
Sun Mo admired Han Qian very much. He originally wanted to say, you can't beat me, and invite her to join Zhongzhou Academy by the way. But now, looking at Han Qian's eyes, he didn't say anything.
I will go all out for this battle out of respect for you.
"I haven't even started yet!"
The examiner curled his lips, but as soon as Sun Mo finished performing the ceremony, Han Qian came out and slashed furiously with her long sword, rolling like thunder.
Sun Mo did not retreat but instead advanced. He drew out his wooden sword and attacked forcefully.
"What's going on? Why is the teacher so serious? Aren't you afraid of beating her to death?"
Jiang Leng leaned forward, eyes widened, and focused on the battlefield.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Li Ziqi and four other people all looked over with surprise on their faces, even the fighting ghost was no exception.
"Dead face, you actually spoke?"
Tantai Yutang was surprised and looked at the arena again: "Do you like that Han Qian?"
"roll!"
Jiang Leng was violent.
"So Junior Brother Jiang likes this kind of taste?"
Tantai Yutang frowned, this is not good, the taste of girls is the sweetest. There is something wrong with your aesthetic sense. As a senior brother, I have to help you correct it.
"The teacher is indeed serious!"
Lu Zhiruo frowned. Could it be that there was something wrong with this opponent? Such a serious teacher reminded her of the time she faced Shiratori Zhenren in a Taoist temple in the suburbs.
How scary is Sun Mo who goes all out
With just one strike of his sword, Han Qian's thunderous sword force was directly chopped away.
"pretty!"
This sword also made many big shots praise it loudly, and made many famous teacher examiners shine.
Han Qian's sword skills are skillful and profound. She obviously spent a lot of time and energy to practice. There are no flaws in her sword skills, but when she faced Sun Mo, she was crushed directly.
It's like a martial arts master who performed a move that reached the realm of perfection, and then was directly killed by a nuclear bomb.
Even though it was just an understatement of Sun Mo's sword, this was a counterattack made with the observation of divine insight and the re-enactment of the Great Universe's Wuxiang Divine Art, stepping on the Divine Steps of the Wind King, and using the light of the past and the present, and the traceless sand of Hengsha.
The four holy-level skills represent the four peak powers.
"There's no way to win!"
Mei Yazhi shook her head and sighed. Han Qian's qualifications were not good enough, but being able to make such a cut showed that she had worked hard and worked hard to the extreme.
But it’s not enough!
"Yes, February Lancet, Tianji's low-level skills, even if you practice them well, you can't beat the saint-level skills!"
Tong Yiming sighed.
Han Qian's realm is two levels higher than that of Sun Mo, but to be honest, the amount of spiritual energy reserves is limited, because Sun Mo is a genius, and his spiritual energy reserves are far higher than those of the same level.
It can be said that for people like Sun Mo, it is fair to fight across ranks. Fighting against those of the same rank is called bullying.
"It's too cruel. Master Sun is too. Why are you so serious?"
The other bosses felt that Han Qian would be beaten to pieces after this battle.
When the audience saw the fight begin, they were about to shout for support, but they closed their mouths again because the scene in front of them was so shocking.
Han Qian only struck once, the first strike, and then it became Sun Mo's exhibition match.
Stepping on the Wind King Divine Step, Han Qian couldn't even catch Sun Mo's figure as she kept changing places. The reenactment of the Great Universe's Phaseless Divine Art and the Divine Insight Technique made it impossible for Sun Mo to miss Han Qian's figure. Every movement, even a sudden glance, is clear.
Sun Mo started to predict before Han Qian made any move.
After that, there was a gorgeous combo that was seen throughout the ages and left no trace in the sand, which made the entire audience mesmerized, while Han Qian was in a state of confusion throughout the whole process.
"So strong, but I can't give up. As long as I don't fall off the ring or die, I still have a chance."
Han Qian bit her tongue suddenly, and blood gushed out. The fishy smell and pain brought by it made her energetic instantly. Then she fought hard to get hurt and distanced herself from Sun Mo.
Then she swung the knife and slashed at the floor.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
The knife was full of energy and cut through the floor.
Han Qian raised her foot and stomped it hard.
boom!
In the flying dust, the broken pieces of the floor were also shaken into the air. Then Han Qian turned in the air and the sword was like a tornado.
call out! call out! call out!
The strong wind brought the stone slabs and smashed them against Sun Mo, covering the arena like hailstones.
"This tactic is interesting!"
Xuanyuan Po was surprised. He didn't expect Han Qian to be able to fight back.
"Haha, the teacher might overturn the car!"
Tantai Yutang teased.
"impossible!"
Lu Zhiruo shook her head firmly.
"nonexistent!"
Li Ziqi rolled his eyes.
"Why do not you go to hell?"
Ying Baiwu glared at Bingyangzi.
On the other side of the stand, Hua Jianmu clutched the railing tightly, as if his heart was being grasped by a big hand of death.
"I am willing to spend ten years of my life in exchange for my teacher to win this victory!"
Hua Jianmu prayed. He knew that the teacher had been waiting for this victory for a long time.