No one saw how Qin Mo's flying knife was released, and no one saw clearly when Qin Mo released the flying knife.

Everyone's attention is on Gu Jiujiang.

When Gu Jiujiang's arm was bleeding, the knife marks extended along his shoulders to his throat. If Gu Jiujiang hadn't turned his head to avoid it at a critical moment, this flying knife would have definitely killed him.

Qin Mo didn't hold back.

Gu Jiujiang was about to move when he suddenly noticed the sound of breaking through the air behind him and the biting cold light formed by the compressed air.

"Give up."

Gu Jiujiang endured the severe pain and quickly shouted to admit defeat.

Although he didn't see what happened behind him, the cold murderous intent that pressed his whole body made him fall into an ice cellar.

Gu Jiujiang's heart was shocked violently, and until he admitted defeat, he didn't understand when the flying knife would appear.

Endless bitterness emerged in his heart. Gu Jiujiang covered his arms and walked off the ring with a dull face.

Swallows!——

On the ring, the flying knife kept spinning, stopped beside Qin Mo at an extremely fast speed, and entered the hidden knife again.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Qin Mo defeated Gu Jiujiang."

"The winner is Qin Mo, how is it possible?"

"Gu Jiujiang's arm was ruined and he was almost pierced by Qin Mo."

“…”

A famous martial artist was shocking. The weakest strength of the first-rank martial artist and the freshman of non-first-rank martial artist could only guess what happened based on the flying knife that Qin Mo took back.

Those who are stronger can see clearly the desperate flying knife that pierced the fog at the critical moment and passed over the short stick.

Too fast!

It passed by like a meteor, and pierced through Gu Jiujiang's arm with great accuracy. It pierced Gu Jiujiang's entire arm like a ox. If it weren't for avoiding it in time, Gu Jiujiang would definitely be dead.

What a fast flying knife, what a cruel flying knife.

"Is it really a flying knife? But how could Qin Mo's flying knife change direction? If Gu Jiujiang didn't admit defeat just now, he would probably be dead, right?"

"Absolutely pierced the chest by the flying knife back."

“…”

doubt,

Even if it was seen that Qin Mo drove the flying knife to defeat Gu Jiujiang, he was still full of questions.

A simple flying knife technique will definitely not be able to do this.

Qin Mo's flying knife, from release to severely damaging Gu Jiujiang, folded an incredible sharp angle in the air, which was so weird.

...

...

Xu Lan also looked at Qin Mo on the stage incredibly surprised. At this moment, she seemed to not know Qin Mo.

How many trump cards does this kid hide?

In fact, it is not considered hidden. Xiao Li Feidao Qin Mo has always been able to do it, but he just cooperates with other techniques.

If Qin Mo had not practiced other unknown elementary skills, the only way to achieve this is to capture the Dragon.

It's still a very high-ranking dragon-catching skill.

Qin Mo looked at Fang Youdao next to the ring and said lightly: "Brother Fang, should we read out the next president?"

Fang Youdao reacted and shook his head and said, "Qin Mo won. At this point, the fight for the president of the Wushe this year has officially ended. The next president of the Wushe will be Qin Mo."

"By the way, Qin Mo is also the next president of the Cultural Society."

"In other words, next year Qin Mo will serve as the president of the two clubs of the Imperial Wuxue Academy Wenshe and the Wushe Society, congratulations."

Fang Youdao began to applaud, and the students in the audience also began to applaud.

Even if the students who supported Qin Mo from the beginning were not supported by Qin Mo, they would applaud admired when they saw Qin Mo passing through the obstacles and taking over the position of president.

Respecting the strong is the tradition of the Imperial Martial Arts Academy.

The cultivation of a martial artist is to strive for the best in order to become a top-notch martial artist.

Qin Mo won the position of president with his true strength, which is also worthy of their admiration.

When the applause dispersed, Qin Mo thrust his blood and read it: "Dear classmates and mentors, I, Qin Mo, have the honor to defeat several seniors and be elected as the next president of the Martial Arts Society."

"What I want to say is that if someone is not convinced that Qin Mo is the president, come to me, of course, seniors of third- and fourth-ranks should not come."

"You can come to me within the second rank. As long as you can win the position of Qin Mo and president, I want to give up."

"Even if it's not for the sake of the president, a martial artist under the third rank is unhappy when I see me, Qin Mo, and want to compete with me. Come and come to me at any time and bring me more meritorious points."

Qin Mo finished his last words and laughed in a mess in the crowd.

I will compete with you Qin Mo, don’t be joking. Even Zhang Heli and Gu Jiujiang, who are at the peak of the second grade, are defeated by you, and I will compete with you?

Do you think you have made too many merits or have your life been longer?

The crowd began to dissipate, and Fang Youdao said to Qin Mo: "Qin Mo, remember to come to the Wushu after the New Year to hand over the daily affairs of the Wushu."

After saying that, Fang Youdao also left the gymnasium. He was also very busy, no less than the president of the Martial Arts Society. It was helpless to come to the temporary president to hold a fight.

Qin Mo walked off the arena and found that several mentors had left. Shan Xin, Cheng Xi and others were waiting for him.

Whether it is Shan Xin or Cheng Xi, the look of Qin Mo's eyes seemed to be like I hadn't seen each other for decades.

I can't believe it, I can't believe it.

They were not so surprised when they learned that Qin Mo was the next president of the Cultural Society a week ago.

After all, in the exchange competition, Qin Mo's quatrains and poems handed down from generation to generation prove that he is not inferior to any student in the literary master's department.

After the exchange competition, Qin Mo's talent also broke through the third grade after receiving the "Poetry Records" written by the Guosheng.

But the president of Wushe is too difficult to compete.

No matter how good Qin Mo performed in the exchange competition, it was still a freshman exchange competition. He really defeated Zhang Heli in front of everyone. Gu Jiujiang, the two second-grade peaks, were unexpected that they never expected.

"President, I will follow you from now on." Shan Xin was the first to joke. He was so happy. After all, he had a good relationship with Qin Mo. Qin Mo would be able to protect him as the next president position.

Cheng Xi, Hong Meng and others also called the president directly, which made Qin Mo feel a little satisfied with his vanity.

When all the students in the gymnasium dispersed, Qin Mo followed Shan Xin and others out of the gymnasium. As a result, Qin Mo underestimated the star-chasing martial artist, and many freshmen were waiting outside the gymnasium for him to sign and take a photo.

Qin Mo was also satisfied one by one.

Half an hour later, Qin Mo escaped from the surrounded students.

After returning to Galaxy Bay, Qin Mo took a hot bath and opened the official website of the Emperor Wuxue Academy to take a look.

"Breaking news, the next Wushu Academy, the president of the Wenshu Society, will be Qin Mo alone."

"Unprecedented, Qin Mo served as the presidents of the two major civil and military associations at the same time, opening a new era of imperial and military affairs."

"This is the first time that the Imperial Wushu Academy is the president of the same person."

“…”

Qin Mo wiped his hair with a towel while browsing the news about the Emperor Wu Academy.

After watching for a while, Qin Mo turned off the computer and started practicing.

Practice is a compulsory course every day. Even with golden fingers on your body, Qin Mo dare not be careless.

In the next few days, while Qin Mo was practicing, he was occasionally notified by the martial arts and cultural clubs to get familiar with the affairs.

In a blink of an eye, the first semester of freshman year came to an end.
Chapter completed!