The flying monkey in Mobian Mountain is gone, gone for a long time.
This was not used to the Mohist disciples who were accustomed to watching fireworks in the middle of the night, so everyone was curious about what those weirdos were doing.
Including the Six-Fingered Black Man, they are all very curious. They haven't seen Master Ben tinkering with his mechanical beasts for a long time recently.
So, the Six-fingered Black Man and a group of commanders finally came to Mobian Mountain out of curiosity.
Then……
"Don't move, get away, you've stepped on my formula!" The Six-Fingered Black Man was scolded by a group of disciples as soon as he stepped into Mobian Square.
"???" The six-fingered black man was stunned for a moment, took a few steps back, and then thought, no, this is my Mo family!
"As for you, get out!" But before the Six-Fingered Black Man could get angry, another voice came, and then he saw Yang Lou, one of the leaders of the Mo family, being thrown out of the square.
"Who am I? Where am I?" Yang Lou was also a little confused. He was one of the top masters of the Mo family, and his cultivation had reached the eighth level of Minggui. Yet he was thrown out quietly.
Not even given a chance to react.
The six-fingered black man was silent. Even he seemed unable to throw Yang Lou out quietly like a chicken.
So, a group of people stood on the mountain road and watched a group of Mobian disciples squatting in the square writing and drawing some symbols that they could not understand.
"How about we come back another day?" Yang Lou was really frightened and looked at the Six-fingered Black Man hesitantly.
When did the Mo family have such a master? They didn't even know it.
"It's not about cultivation, it's about skills!" Six-fingered Black Man thought for a moment.
The one who threw Yang Lou out was Lan. He was also a master of the Minggui Realm, but the difference was that Lan had become very subtle in the use of his internal power. He could do the biggest thing with the least amount of force, neither too much nor too little.
Kung Fu, so Yang Lou was thrown out by the opponent without even realizing it.
"Teacher, this is too difficult, I don't know how to do it!" Six-fingered Black Man and others were just about to leave when they heard a cry.
Looking in the direction from which the sound came, Six-fingered Black Man, Yang Lou and others were shocked. The speaker was none other than Master Ban.
Unable to believe his ears, Yang Lou rubbed his ears and opened his eyes. After confirming that it was Master Ban, he looked at the equally confused Six-fingered Black Man with a look of fear.
"Squeak~" The door of the Benge opened, and a young man rushed out of the room angrily, glaring at Master Ban and shouting filial piety, "Are you a pig? Such a simple thing can't be calculated!".
Master Ben, who was expected to be angry, actually shrank his head and played with his fingers with his head down, looking embarrassed in the eyes of everyone.
"We didn't wake up?" Six-fingered Black Man hesitated for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.
"Probably!" Yang Lou nodded.
So a group of people came faster and left faster.
They know very well that once these freaks start to concentrate, even if you are a wealthy person, they will not pay attention to you.
"Come on, come on, tell me, how did a melon with an original price of nine dollars turn into one hundred and thirty dollars after discounting?" Jin Yao looked at Master Ban angrily.
That's right, physics has been squeezed dry, so Jin Yao took out his killer weapon, mathematics!
"Hehe~" The other disciples covered their mouths and snickered, but they were glanced at by Jin Yao and all lowered their heads.
"Smile, why are you laughing? What's so funny about you? Let's see what you calculated. I asked you to calculate how far a seventy-year-old woman travels every time she takes a breath. What did you calculate?" Jin Yao roared and looked at Lan.
As an upright boy, Lan didn't hide anything and told his answer, "One thousand, four hundred feet per breath!".
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"The seventy-year-old woman breathes 1,400 feet per breath. Is she sitting like a monkey flying through the sky, or is the old woman whizzing by?!" Jin Yao became more and more angry as he watched.
"Maybe this old woman is a hidden heavenly master?!" Lan replied after thinking.
"..." Jin Yao was silent, he couldn't follow the upright boy and keep talking.
"Hahahaha~" A group of disciples couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud.
"You guys have the nerve to laugh. A car passed by the city, and people came and went. Who told me that there were 3.4 people left in the car at the end? Did you cut his body into pieces in the car?!" Jin Yao looked at the car in his hand.
I don’t know whether to be angry or laugh during classwork.
"Hahahaha~" There was another burst of laughter, and the only one not laughing must be the guy who made the wrong calculation.
"Also, Xiao Ming weighs 0.05 kilograms, and the house sparrow weighs 100 kilograms. There is a 210% probability that one of you will find me a house sparrow weighing 100 kilograms!" Jin Yao looked at the various things.
The answer really made me angry.
"Hahahaha~" The whole room burst into laughter. No one knew why they came up with such a strange answer.
"There is another disciple who is amazing. I gave him four options to answer, but he didn't choose and wrote his own answer beside him!" Jin Yao looked helplessly at the bamboo slips in his hand.
"Pfft~" A burst of ridicule came, and the disciples passing by the mountain gate all laughed.
"Why are you laughing? What qualifications do you have to laugh!" Jin Yao glared, my students are the ones you guys who only have muscles and no brains can laugh at?
The other Mohist disciples all shut up, but they were still sullen and suppressing laughter.
"You love to laugh, right? You have strength, right? You were told that I bullied you. Go and fold a piece of paper for me 14 times. If you can fold it out, I will stand on my head and eat it in front of the whole hospital. If you can't, I will kill you."
Xiang, stuff it back for you!" Jin Yao glared at Mo Xia's disciples.
"Isn't it just folding in half 14 times? Just wait!" A disciple smiled and ran to find a piece of paper.
As a result, a group of people gathered to watch. The Mohists must do what they say and do what they say, so even if they say something in anger, they must do it. Everyone is waiting to see Jin Yao's joke.
The first time was fast, the second time was still fast, and until the fourth time, the difficulty increased a bit, but it was still easy to fold to the sixth time...
"Go on!" Jin Yao smiled mockingly.
Mo Xia's disciple was silent, and began to use his internal power to fold the object in half for the seventh time, and then used all his strength to fold it in half for the eighth time.
"Why don't you continue?" Jin Yao looked blankly.
"I'll do it!" Yang Lou came and took the paper that had been folded eight times by the sweaty Xia Mo disciple. Using his hands, he protected the paper from being shattered and folded it for the ninth time.
"Hold the grass..." Yang Lou was also a little panicked. He felt it was difficult even with all his strength. He couldn't fold it out on the tenth time. Either the paper was shattered or his strength was not enough.
"I'll do it!" The Six-fingered Black Man saw Yang Lou's embarrassment, then took over and folded the tenth time.
"Continue?" Jin Yao looked on coldly.
"..." The six-fingered black man also fell silent, unable to fold it. "This paper is too small. Wait, I will change it to a larger one."
The six-fingered black man led a group of commanders back to the central square, found the largest piece of paper in the Mohist family, and then tested it, and the result was that it didn't work at the tenth time. Finally, a group of people worked together to fold out the eleventh paper.