"Junior Brother Xuanyuan, come on!"
Lu Zhiruo waved her fist to cheer for her junior brother.
Xuanyuan Po waved his hand casually and rushed to the arena impatiently. When he saw no one was around, he couldn't help but shout: "Fei Cheng, come up quickly!"
"Old...teacher!"
Fei Cheng was nervous. It was the first time for him to be watched by so many people. What's more, he was standing not far from Sun Mo and had just witnessed Teacher Sun giving instructions to the candidate.
It's really amazing. Students taught by such famous teachers must be quite sharp, right
"I want to fight Teacher Sun's direct disciple!"
Fei Cheng felt cold.
"Don't be afraid. No matter how strong a sixteen-year-old boy is, he has limits. Don't forget, you are at the ninth level of physical training."
The ordinary-looking but optimistic personal teacher encouraged Fei Cheng: "Come on, if you beat him, you will become famous in one battle."
"Yes, beat him and become famous!"
Fei Cheng took a deep breath and gained confidence again. Who doesn't have two arms and two legs? I don't believe you can crush me
Thinking about the years of cold and heat he had experienced, and the medicinal baths he had taken, they could fill a small lake. Fei Cheng felt that he could win!
"Go!"
Optimistic patted Fei Cheng on the back: "Go and win your first victory!"
"Um!"
Fei Cheng jogged a few steps forward and then jumped onto the stands.
I have to say that this action was quite handsome, but when Fei Cheng looked at Xuanyuan Po again, his heart suddenly lurched, his feet went weak, and he almost twisted his ankle.
There was nothing I could do about it, the look in Xuanyuan Po's eyes was really terrifying, like a hungry bear looking at a sweet honeycomb flowing with golden honey.
Are you going to eat me
Fei Cheng straightened his back and muttered, encouraging himself, "I am at the ninth level of body training!" I am at the ninth level of body training!
"Xuanyuan Po, God Refining Realm, please give me some advice!"
Xuanyuan Po held the ceremony.
belch!
Fei Cheng was so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue. He subconsciously looked at the teacher with a miserable expression.
No matter how strong you say you are, there is a limit to what you can do
In the end, you gave me a state of refining the gods, how can I still fight
"Exercise the gift, don't be stunned!"
Xuanyuan Po urged.
"Gudu!"
Fei Cheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and didn't dare to speak. He felt that his head might be blown off as soon as he finished speaking.
"No. 19 Xuanyuan Po, please pay attention to your etiquette!"
The examiner warned, but there was a hint of surprise and curiosity in his expression. You must know that at the age of sixteen, if he did not reach the realm of refining the gods by taking pills, he would be an absolute genius.
In the junior group, reaching the top 12 is no problem.
Therefore, Sun Mo's title of two-star famous teacher has been secured.
"Master Sun, congratulations!"
"Master Sun, I didn't expect that your direct descendant would be so powerful!"
"Refining God Realm, tsk tsk!"
The candidates around the arena were filled with praise.
This game was almost lost, so Fei Cheng was under great pressure. He didn't know whether he should give up, so he kept looking at the teacher, trying to get an answer.
After experiencing the initial discomfort and depression, the optimistic teacher calmed down, looked at Fei Cheng, and laughed.
"Don't think too much. If you want to gain experience, just fight. Don't worry about me."
As soon as these words came out, many candidates showed admiration for this famous teacher.
According to the rules, Fei Cheng abstained, retained his strength, and went all out to deal with the next game, which would have the highest possibility of advancement. But now, his teacher told him not to care about him and do what he wants.
You must know that it is too difficult for candidates to reach this level. To give up so easily, to be fair, I am reluctant to give up.
"Teacher, what's your suggestion?"
Seeing the teacher's familiar smile, Fei Cheng suddenly calmed down.
"Fight, after all, you don't see many opponents like this. Every battle is an improvement for you!"
The optimistic teacher looked at Xuanyuan Po and spoke highly of him.
"good!"
Fei Cheng took a deep breath, then clasped his fists: "Fei Cheng, ninth level of body training, please give me your advice!"
Xuanyuan Po frowned: "Your level is too low, so it's boring to fight. However, this is a personal battle, and you shouldn't give up. So just defend with all your strength to save yourself from getting hurt!"
As soon as the words fell, the fighting ghost rushed out.
"Is this a way to force me to attack?"
Fei Cheng guessed that he originally planned to defend, because this way he could see more of the opponent's moves, but before he could analyze the results, the opponent had already appeared in front of him.
Spear thrust.
"So fast!"
Fei Cheng was startled. He turned his wrist sharply and twisted the long knife up, trying to miss the silver spear.
Ding!
After the explosion of metal impact, Fei Cheng's expression changed drastically. His strength was not small, but the long knife hit the silver gun, as if it hit a city gate, and it did not move at all.
Then the spear pierced Fei Cheng's shoulder, then turned to the right.
boom!
Fei Cheng was like a kite with a broken string, he was thrown more than ten meters away and fell off the ring.
"Win!"
Lu Zhiruo cheered.
Except for Papaya Girl, the entire arena was silent.
This...is this too strong
At least two-thirds of the students present did not see Xuanyuan Po's move clearly.
"Did you get the age wrong? Should he go to the adult group?"
It's no wonder that this student questioned, Xuanyuan Po was too tall, he must be over 1.9 meters tall, right? And this body of muscles looks like it is made of steel.
But as soon as the student finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by his personal teacher.
"Be careful!"
The teacher reminded.
Sun Mo's reputation was too big to be ruined just for cheating, and even if this boy was placed in the adult group, he would probably be beaten.
Of course, even if Sun Mo wants to cheat, you are just doing nothing when you are the prosecutor of the Holy Sect? They have several ways to detect age.
"My junior brother is fifteen years old, there is absolutely no problem."
Lu Zhiruo's little ears twitched and she immediately retorted, "Our victory is absolutely upright."
"Master Sun, I'm sorry!"
After hearing this, the teacher apologized again.
"It doesn't matter!"
Sun Mo understood other people's doubts, because Fighting Ghost was indeed incredibly strong. If God's Insight Technique hadn't seen this kid's data, he would have doubted whether Fighting Ghost had lied about his age.
"gone!"
Sun Mo urged that after this match was over, he would go and watch Bai Wu's match.
First round, advance!
Another competition started, but not only the candidates, but also the examiners couldn't help but glance at Xuanyuan Po's back.
Is Sun Mo the illegitimate son of Goddess Luck
He unexpectedly found such a powerful direct descendant. Look at this steel-like body, he was born to be a killing machine.
The examiner can guarantee that even Ya Sheng will salivate when he sees it.
There are some geniuses, like Xuanyuan Po, who are so talented that even a fool can see how powerful they are, because they are like gold nuggets washed to the ground by the river. As long as people see it, they will know that they are the best.
"But if Xuanyuan Po performs too well, I don't know if he can be retained!"
The examiner was a little worried. Although poaching students was unethical, it was not uncommon in the circle of famous teachers.
…
When Sun Mo and Lu Zhiruo arrived at the Group C stadium, they saw that the atmosphere here was extremely solemn, and everyone around them was staring at the two people on the field.
Because the game is really exciting and cruel.
"Although that girl is at a lower level, she is ruthless enough and will not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries. She will not make things easier for her opponent anyway!"
One candidate gave her student some on-the-spot advice: "Look, her opponent's attack has slowed down, which means he is timid."
"Whose descendant is this? He is so powerful, but the teacher doesn't come to watch the battle? Is he the son of his stepmother?"
Some candidates cursed.
"It's Junior Sister Baiwu!"
Lu Zhiruo became anxious when she saw the girl with an iron head on the ring was bleeding.
Uh-huh!
Hearing Papaya Mother's shout, everyone turned their heads and saw Sun Mo, and then they became envious and jealous. You are already so powerful, why are your direct disciples so strong
Be a human being and leave a mouthful of soup for others!
"teacher!"
Li Ziqi, Jiang Leng, and Tantai Yutang heard the commotion and came over.
"How was your game?"
Xuanyuan Po raised his eyebrows when he saw the dead man's face.
"A small victory!"
Jiang Leng is very humble.
"There's a chance for a fight!"
Xuanyuan broke the promise and fought.
"what's the situation?"
Sun Mo asked.
"The opponent is very strong."
Li Ziqi smiled bitterly. The two gods in the realm of refining faced each other. This was like a final in advance.
Sun Mo stared at the boy.
Du Chu, codenamed Ding San, fourteen years old, in the realm of refining gods!
Strength 18, excellent!
Wisdom 18, excellent.
Agility 18, excellent.
Endurance 18, excellent.
Will 16, this may be the only shortcoming.
…
Potential value, high.
Note: After undergoing spiritual pattern surgery, more than 70% of the skin of the body is covered by seven spiritual patterns, which provide absolute strength, speed and agility, long-lasting endurance, rapid healing, and ability to absorb spiritual energy for a period of time.
Note, due to the existence of spiritual patterns, one has excellent strength before the age of twenty, but after that, the body is overdrawn and the strength will continue to decline until death.
Sun Mo frowned. If it was his personal teacher who decided to engrave the spirit pattern on Du Xu, then he would be an inhumane bastard.
No matter how he thought about it, a student would not be so reckless as to engrave spiritual patterns on so many parts.
"Jiang Leng, are you familiar with his fighting style?"
Sun Mo instantly thought of the manor that Jiang Leng had mentioned, because the person who could carve these spiritual patterns was definitely a spiritual pattern master. Such a master would generally not ignore the future of his students.
"I was just about to tell you that I have learned some of his fighting skills."
Jiang Leng's face became even more gloomy.
"ah?"
Li Ziqi was startled, but then lowered her voice: "Teacher, this kind of topic is not appropriate to talk about in this kind of situation."
"Um!"
Sun Mo nodded and paid attention to the arena. If Bai Wu had any shortcomings, he would definitely burn down the manor.
…
"Thanks for your hard work!"
Li Zhuifeng praised.
"The opponent is too rubbish and boring!"
Ding Yi curled his lips: "I think we can take the top three!"
"That would be too exaggerated and would be discovered. Just win the championship!"
Li Zhuifeng chuckled. When he walked to the Group C stadium and saw Ding San in a bitter battle, he couldn't help but frown. Why was it so difficult in the first game
"Junior Sister Baiwu, come on!"
When Li Zhuifeng heard the voice, he looked over and wanted to know whose descendant it was, but his eyes widened instantly and he was stunned.