In the next game, until dark, no direct disciple of Sun Mo appeared.
Ying Baiwu and Li Ziqi felt bored, but the audience was fascinated and hooked.
For the future of their respective teachers, these disciples really worked hard with their lives.
Show mercy?
It doesn't exist. As long as there is a chance, they are eager to kill their opponents.
Of course, the reason why students work so hard is because this is a great opportunity to be on the list of heroes. As long as they rank among the top 64, they will definitely have a chance to be on the list.
At that time, fame and fortune came with it.
The next day, the battle began.
In the first round, Ying Baiwu was drawn by a young man named Li Feng.
"Sun Mo's disciple defeated Bai Wu and faced off against Wang Meng's disciple Li Feng."
Tong Yiming announced.
"Finally it's my turn!"
Ying Baiwu glanced at Sun Mo and waited for instructions.
"Is your body okay?"
Sun Mo was worried that the iron-headed girl had been feeling unwell since she came to the Dark Continent. If she hadn't insisted, Sun Mo would never have allowed her to fight.
"much better."
When Ying Baiwu was idle, she would feel dizzy, vomited, and felt swollen and uncomfortable. However, in order to participate in the battle, she had undergone special training in private, and then she unexpectedly discovered that once she fought, she was in particularly good condition and her six senses were super sharp.
, the spiritual energy circulates very fast, just like the violent posture.
"Be careful!"
Sun Mo warned.
The iron-headed girl nodded, then rushed to the front of the ring with a few sprints, followed by a jump, and somersaulted up.
Her posture was chic and neat, and she was a dashing little beauty, so she immediately won a round of applause.
"What is Sun Mo doing? Why did he send another little girl?"
The audience didn't know how to do it and just watched the fun, but the famous teachers frowned.
Isn't Sun Mo too arrogant?
"You have misunderstood Sun Mo. He is only twenty-two or three years old, and the disciples he has accepted are all children."
Someone helped explain it.
The rules of the Holy Sect are very detailed, and they will carefully check the direct disciples of every famous teacher, like those who privately make contracts with some powerful practitioners, let them pretend to be disciples, participate in competitions, and then terminate the teacher-student relationship afterwards
Things will never happen.
"Admit defeat, you can't beat me!"
Li Feng came on stage, looked at Ying Baiwu for a few times, shook his head and sighed: "I don't want to bully children!"
"In the ring, you have no regrets in life or death. I don't want you to regret it when you die!"
Ying Baiwu looked serious: "So show your all-out attitude."
Li Feng listened to Ying Baiwu's decisive words and saw her risk-it-all expression, and his expression became serious.
"Sun Mo's method of training his disciples is pretty good!"
Famous teachers are envious.
Even though they don’t say it, who doesn’t want their cubs to worship themselves and be willing to sacrifice their lives for them?
"start!"
After Tong Yiming finished speaking, he retreated to the edge of the ring, trying not to affect the fight.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Baiwu quickly raised his long bow, and with his right hand drew the carved feather arrow from the quiver hanging on the outside of his thigh.
"Innocent!"
Li Feng moved his body and appeared in front of Ying Baiwu, slashing down with his palm.
He is also a middle-aged man who is about to enter his thirties at the age of twenty-nine. He is embarrassed to kill Bai Wu, so he is ready to shoot away Bai Wu's long bow.
"What?"
Ying Baiwu was in a panic, with a panicked look on his face, and he staggered back.
In the eyes of the audience, they even saw that she was so anxious and panicked that the arrow she pulled out was placed on the bowstring, and when she pulled it open, it actually fell.
"It's over!"
"With this kind of mentality, are you going to die on stage?"
"In hundreds of games, there will always be a few garbage time games. Besides, you are so young and lack experience, so you can forgive me!"
The audience was talking a lot.
When Li Feng saw this scene, he even felt a little intolerable.
"Am I too cruel?"
Just when Li Feng was considering whether to show mercy, he heard the bowstring trembling.
collapse!
Then the next second, Li Feng's shoulder felt severe pain, accompanied by blood splattering.
"What?"
Li Feng was shocked. The powerful impact even made him take two steps back.
Tong Yiming raised his eyebrows.
Ying Baiwu was so powerful that he quickly pulled the bowstring with his right hand and fired a round of explosive shots.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
There is no shadow of the arrow, only the sound of the arrow is heard.
The distance was too close, and the arrows left no trace. Li Feng was suddenly hit. He didn't know how to defend himself, so his shoulders, arms, and thighs were pierced one after another.
Puff puff!
Big holes with bloody flesh suddenly appeared.
The entire Nuo Da Martial Arts Hall fell silent for an instant.
No one expected that such a young girl could be so cruel!
Her offensive was so wild, and there was no hint of timidity or panic on her beautiful face. At this time, all that was left was the determination to fight to the death and not retreat.
"It turns out that her expression just now was all fake!"
"It's so cruel. As an archer, instead of flying a kite far away, you trick the opponent into getting closer. This is such a huge courage!"
"Yes, once you make a mistake, you lose."
The famous teachers were discussing passionately.
Even though Li Feng was of high rank, he was too careless, and his tactics and mentality were completely different.
This girl had already made her tactics clear before she came on stage, but he was still looking down on others.
"Junior Sister Baiwu is so powerful, isn't it?"
Lu Zhiruo screamed happily, cheering for the tough-headed girl.
"Admit defeat, we admit defeat!"
Wang Meng woke up from the shock and shouted quickly.
If you continue to fight, your base will be shot to death.
What's the use of having high realm and strong strength?
If the opponent steals the initiative and is seriously injured, even in the Thousand Life Stage, it is difficult to come back.
Immediately, another deep complaint arose in his heart.
What did you say you were careless about?
Are you exhausted now?
Speaking of which, Sun Mo, this disciple, is quite ruthless!
It’s not about hating the enemy, it’s about being cruel to yourself!
Anyway, Wang Meng asked himself that he would not dare to use this tactic.
Li Feng was lying on the ground, his face pale, ashamed and angry, and full of unwillingness and anger. How could I lose?
This is simply a shame!
Seeing Wang Meng coming up, Li Feng turned his head away, not daring to look at him.
"My teacher's divine hand can heal your injuries. Don't worry, you won't be disabled."
Yingbaiwu reminder.
"Thanks for showing mercy!"
Wang Meng clasped his fists, knowing that with his archery skills, he could shoot through Li Feng's head.
"In this battle, Sun Mo's disciples will win Baiwu Sheng."
Just as Tong Yiming announced, someone shouted.
"Referee, this is unfair. This long bow of hers is a sacred weapon, right?"
He was one of Wang Meng's disciples. He felt aggrieved and felt that Ying Baiwu had cheated.
"Shut up!"
Wang Meng turned around and shouted angrily: "If you lose, you lose. Don't make excuses."
Wang Meng was embarrassed. Ying Baiwu's fighting wisdom, experience, and shining points in this battle completely overwhelmed Li Feng.
Li Feng did not complain about losing.
"Okay, I can afford to lose and let go, you are a true master!"
Someone cheered.
Tong Yiming looked at Ying Baiwu.
The Holy Sect has indeed stipulated that Tai Chi weapons are not allowed to be used in battles, but if their opponents do not pursue this matter, they will not care.
After all, weapons must be handy. Some famous teachers are rich and have equipped their disciples with good weapons. You can't stop them from using them just because of the rules of the game, right?
"My longbow is indeed a sacred weapon."
As soon as Ying Baiwu opened his mouth, the whole place suddenly became excited. They all stretched their necks and looked down.
Holy artifact, this thing is very rare and cannot be seen normally.
"However, making the arrows transparent is not the effect of the long bow, but the technique I practice!"
The iron-headed girl explained, looking at the crowd on the other side of the candidates: "Who has an ordinary longbow, can you lend it to me?"
"Use mine!"
A young man threw the long bow over.
Ying Baiwu caught it and raised his hand to get two arrows.
People couldn't see anything, but a few seconds later, two birds fell from the sky.
The martial arts arena was as big as half a football field and had no ceiling. It was mid-morning and the eyes were bright.
hiss!
The two bird carcasses made many people gasp.
Isn’t this too accurate?
The guy who questioned looked embarrassed.
"Thank you for the longbow."
Ying Baiwu throws back the bow and arrow.
"I would like to ask, what is the name of your technique? What level is it?"
Young people are curious.
"Wind King's Divine Art, a holy-level masterpiece!"
Ying Baiwu said and looked at Sun Mo: "My teacher generously taught me!"
hiss!
Hearing the words "Saint Level Unparalleled Product", the people around him suddenly lost their composure and looked at Ying Baiwu with envy. This is the highest level skill!
She actually learned it at such a young age?
"This guy Sun Mo, this is such a bad rule!"
Some old people complained.
In the circle of famous teachers, only direct disciples who have proven their loyalty are qualified to learn this top-notch technique.
how to prove?
I have been working hard for my teacher for decades.
The law should not be taught lightly, and the Tao should not be sold cheaply. This is an unspoken rule.
In the end, Sun Mo was fine and could pass it on to others at will.
If you do this, the students will be compared, which will make it difficult for everyone to lead the team in the future.
"Does Sun Mo also know how to perform holy-level archery?"
Some people were shocked.
"What's weird about this? I heard that that guy has several holy-level skills. He is actually very good at fighting. It's just because of three assessments, perfect scores in the written test, and he is also a quasi-grandmaster of spiritual patterns.
Everyone ignored his fighting ability."
"Not only that, he is also a master of calligraphy and painting!"
The famous teacher who spoke came from Jiangnan and had heard of many of Sun Mo's deeds.
"This kind of archery is very strange, but once you get familiar with it, it's just like that. It's impossible for this girl to win again."
A group of candidates immediately began to analyze Ying Baiwu.
The huge gap in realm made her nothing to worry about.
The fight continues.
Wan Xiulin's disciple Huang Peng is a tall young man, 21 or 2 years old. He is born with supernatural power and can kill his opponent instantly with just one punch.
Jiang Zhidong's disciple named Xu Cong wielded a long sword, like Master Pian Pianjia, but his attacks were ruthless and he cut off the enemy's arm with one move.
He did this just to intimidate everyone and plant a psychological shadow on everyone.
Sun Mo originally wanted to see what level Zhang Wentao's disciples were, but it was Xiao Ji Bao's turn.