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Chapter 1088 The masterpiece of the world

Not to mention that Jiang Zhitong was not dead yet, even if he was dead, no one would give him a second glance.

At this moment, Ying Baiwu was the center of attention.

After a burst of ejaculation, the iron-headed girl climbed up vertically.

Because the martial arts hall is very large, there is no dome, and you can see the blue sky and white clouds. Now, the clear sky has become the background of Ying Baiwu.

She just stood in the sky, looking down at Xu Cong.

The entire venue fell silent.

Not to mention the audience, even the well-informed and famous teachers, were also extremely shocked at this time.

Fly...fly?

Is this also something that can be done manually?

Xu Cong looked at Ying Baiwu with a dull look on his face. She could actually fly?

Then, a huge sense of frustration hit Xu Cong's whole body, making him feel that his efforts of more than 20 years were completely in vain.

How to fight this?

He can fly. Although my sword energy can kill long-range targets, it can only be up to thirty meters away. But now, he is flying at an altitude of more than fifty meters.

And it looks like it could be even higher.

Not to mention Ying Baiwu's unparalleled archery skills, just a random hunter who can't sense spiritual energy can shoot himself to death as long as he flies in the sky.

No chance of winning!

After Ying Baiwu waited for a few seconds, he pulled out the bowstring. This time, the spiritual energy condensed and formed a translucent arrow.

"Huh? Why do you have to show the arrow?"

Lu Zhiruo didn't understand.

"Because regardless of whether it is transparent or not, we will win."

Tantai Yutang laughed. Of course, the most important thing is that it made Xu Cong embarrassed.

Now Xu Cong is facing a dilemma.

It is definitely impossible to win, but to admit defeat, thinking about the conflict between the Jiang family and the teacher, and thinking about his own glory, he should rather die in battle than admit defeat.

However, this really has no chance of winning!

Although in the battle, the sword has no eyes, death and injury are not counted, but Ying Baiwu is concerned about the teacher's reputation. In a must-win situation, if he deliberately shoots his opponent, it will appear cruel and ruthless, so Ying Baiwu leaves the choice to

Xu Cong.

Don't let me down!

Ying Baiwu used a joking look in his eyes to deliberately stimulate Xu Cong.

The situation has reached a stalemate.

Tong Yiming was stunned.

Isn't Sun Mo too powerful?

It has only been more than two years since the first famous teacher assessment and meeting Sun Mo, but Sun Mo has grown to such a terrifying level?

In this world, where can I leave you?

The grandmasters on the referee's bench were also stunned. It took a long time before one of them spoke up.

"Zhou Yasheng really steals the chicken but loses the rice. After this assessment, Sun Mo will definitely be famous in the circle of famous teachers. He will not be able to escape the title of candidate saint!"

"Yes, he suddenly realized the aura of the ancient sages and was recognized by thousands of ancient sages. Now he has invented a way to fly, and has since rewritten the fighting style of Kyushu in Middle-earth!"

"I don't know how to fly. Is it difficult? It would be terrible if it could be mass-produced."

The masters were discussing one after another and looked solemn.

In the past, archery masters were not taken seriously. What everyone valued more was swords. After all, in a fight, archery masters had both advantages and disadvantages. But once you can fly, how can you play with it?

Just like now, Ying Baiwu can actually fly up and shoot a burst of fire to end the battle without having to fight to the death before.

Peak of Burning Blood Realm?

Sorry, even if you are in the legendary realm, you still have to be beaten. At most, Baiwu's attack power is too weak to break through the defense.

But even if you want to kill someone, you can’t!

"Um, does this count as breaking the rules?"

In the crowd, someone suddenly asked.

"It doesn't count, right? The rules say that if you fall into the ring and stand with both feet on the ground, you lose, but now I'm flying!"

"Yes, you are not allowed to fly unless there are no rules!"

"But isn't this too shameless?"

"You can't fly, why are you blaming others?"

The audience was talking a lot, shouting that this battle was worth the price of admission.

"Kneel down and admit defeat!"

Ying Baiwu was very cunning and added the word "kneel down" in order to anger Xu Cong.

Xu Cong suddenly became furious and wanted to kill someone, but he couldn't reach him!

"Since you don't admit defeat, do you want to continue fighting?"

As Ying Baiwu spoke, he suddenly loosened his bowstring.

call out!

Killed by arrows.

Xu Cong quickly dodged, and then he realized that the arrow dissipated in mid-air, which made his face suddenly darken.

They made it clear that they were trying to scare him and had no intention of attacking.

This was too humiliating. Xu Cong wanted to slap his chest and yell, "You have the guts to shoot here," but in the end he didn't have the courage.

"I don't have time to waste it with you!"

Ying Baiwu fired his bow again.

"I can't reach you, but it's not easy for you to kill me!"

Xu Cong is ready to dodge with all his strength, but I don't believe that your spiritual energy can keep you flying in the sky.

collapse!

The bowstring trembles.

An arrow was shot out, and then after flying over the arena, it split into ninety-nine shadows, and arrows rained down.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wind King Divine Arrow, carpet bombing.

"Admit defeat...we admit defeat!"

Jiang Zhitong was supported by two friends and shouted feebly.

Really unwilling!

But what can you do if you don’t want to give in?

Sun Mo looked over.

The two friends who were supporting Jiang Zhitong immediately lowered their heads. They did not want to offend Sun Mo and be thought to be one of Jiang Zhitong's group.

"In this round, win Bai Wu Sheng!"

Tong Yiming declared.

Ying Baiwu landed on the ring, then jumped again and flew to Sun Mo's side lightly.

A dashing one.

"Master Sun, how did you do this?"

Although he knew that this kind of question was inappropriate, Liang Hongda couldn't help it.

Whoosh!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Sun Mo, full of curiosity.

"It's done with spiritual patterns!"

Sun Mo smiled slightly and didn't hide it.

Not to mention Mr. Zheng, Li Xiuqi's consort had already seen it and couldn't hide it anymore. Moreover, Sun Mo also planned to let more people know about this spirit pattern, and then use it to attract more top students and famous teachers.

For example, do these masters want to have one?

If you want to straighten things out, come to Zhongzhou University to take classes. It’s not much, just half a month of the year, right?

This is the strategic value of the Imperial Sky Spirit Pattern.

"Wow, isn't Sun Mo's luck so incredible?"

"I don't know which dark ruins he was excavated in?"

"Wouldn't we know if we check his whereabouts in the past two years?"

There were various mutterings all around, but no one thought that Sun Mo invented the Sky Controlling Spirit Pattern, because it was too unbelievable.

"Master Sun, I would like to ask, can you tell me the story of this spirit pattern?"

At the referee's table, the master who majored in spiritual patterns couldn't help it, as if he had seen the most beautiful treasure.

Such a spiritual pattern full of epoch-making significance, even if you don’t know what it looks like, it is still a pleasure to listen to its story.

"Teacher, that day, I got up from a nap, ate a bunch of snacks, and drank a cup of afternoon tea, and then on a whim, I wanted to..."

Qin Yaoguang always liked to make trouble, so he started after clearing his throat.

Everyone's ears immediately stood up, and the venue filled with tens of thousands of people was completely silent.

"Go to the toilet!"

Qin Yaoguang pouted: "Hanji's cakes are really not delicious, but Daoji's is better. By the way, are the people from Daoji here? Remember to call me the advertising fee!"

"What is all this mess?"

Everyone frowned, being made lose temper by Qin Yaoguang, but they didn't dare to get angry.

"Stop it!"

Li Ziqi rolled her eyes at the snack girl: "This spirit pattern was invented by my teacher after a surgery."

Xiaohebao wouldn’t tell these people that the teacher’s inspiration came from the mechanical doll that Lu Zhiruo opened from a mysterious box.

"Invent...?"

The Grandmaster's eyes were dull and he stuttered a little: "You... you mean, this spirit pattern was... invented by Master Sun?"

"Yes!"

Li Ziqi smiled sweetly: "Otherwise, you have seen it before, has anyone used it?"

hiss!

There were gasps all over the place, and the martial arts hall was almost evacuated into a vacuum.

Everyone looked at Sun Mo again, full of suspicion, shock, and envy, but in the end, they all turned into disbelief.

What’s incredible is that this spirit pattern belongs to Sun Mo!

This... this is definitely the number one person in the Jiuzhou spiritual pattern world, right?

"You...do you have it on you too?"

Grandmaster asked.

Li Ziqi didn't answer. After smiling slightly, his whole body floated vertically.

"Masterpiece! Masterpiece!"

The grandmaster applauded and praised: "This is truly a masterpiece!"

"Everyone, this kind of trivial matter is not worth mentioning. The personal battle has been delayed. Judge Tong, please continue!"

Sun Mo cupped his fists and apologized.

The battle has begun, but no one is interested in watching. Even if two saints are fighting, no one is interested.

"Master Sun, you..."

The candidates around them, who were closest to the water and stood first, came over one after another. As soon as one person opened his mouth, he was sprayed.

"What is Master Sun? Who should I call you? No matter how big or small you are, you have to call me Teacher Sun, do you understand?"

This person felt that his licking was very good and he could win a wave of favorability. But in an instant, he discovered that there was someone else outside.

"Bullshit Teacher Sun, who do you look down on? Are you qualified to be a disciple? Call me Grandmaster Sun, Grandmaster Sun!"

A famous female teacher scolded her righteously.

Everyone on the referee's bench looked at Sun Mo eagerly, really wanting to go over and have a chat!

Throughout the ages, flying has always been everyone's dream.

"We'll talk about the spiritual patterns after the assessment is over!"

Sun Mo was greatly disturbed by the noise.

"Sun Mo is definitely hot now."

Gu Xiuxun was filled with emotion: "Sister An, you have to hold him tight, or he will be poached by another prestigious school."

"The only one who is qualified to poach him is the Ninth National University. I don't believe that the principals of those top A-level schools have the nerve to speak up."

Meiziyuxin said, even my mother is embarrassed to poach people.

Sun Mo's three disciples finished three games and he no longer needed to stay here, so he asked the Calabash Boys to stay and continue to watch the games and gain experience, while he himself left.

"Master Sun!"

As soon as Sun Mo went out, Mei Yazhi caught up with him before he had gone far.

"Aunt Mei, you're welcome, just call me Sun Mo!"

Sun Mo showed eight teeth and smiled brightly and handsomely, like Apollo, the sun god who came to the world.

Seeing that Sun Mo had achieved such results and was still not arrogant or arrogant, Mei Yazhi was very satisfied: "I'll get straight to the point, that spiritual pattern..."

"If you want it, I can give it to you at any time!"

This is one of my thighs, so hold on tight.

"But this is the first version now. There are some minor flaws, that is, the flight speed is limited and the steering is not very flexible."

As Sun Mo explained, he couldn't help but glance at Mei Yazhi.

She maintains her figure really well. Compared to that hairtail girl from Mei Ziyu, Aunt Mei is much more talented. By the way, should I suggest that she get a tattoo on her chest?

"Of course, you can rest assured that my ancient dragon-capturing hand can eliminate old spiritual patterns at any time and will not affect the future. However, I hope you will keep this matter secret."

"This is natural!"

Mei Yazhi nodded and then felt very emotional.

Are all young people today so sensible?

Mei Yazhi felt more and more that Sun Mo was very considerate and much better than her daughter.

Hey, if I were ten years younger, I would definitely compete with An Xinhui.

Mei Yazhi didn't say anything about what she wanted to repay Sun Mo, but with her character, she would never let Sun Mo suffer.



The fight was still going on, but everyone was no longer interested. All their attention was focused on Sun Mo.

Although there will be a championship battle with 64 people participating later, how can his disciples lose after Sun Mo reveals the air-controlling spiritual pattern?

Ying Baiwu, the archer, is 100% qualified to enter the finals. As for Li Ziqi, everyone has not forgotten her stack of spirit-patterned sticks, floating high in the sky and throwing them downwards. Who can hold them?

There is also Sun Mo's record-breaking results in Gu Xian Pavilion. Not surprisingly, he is the top candidate in this year's four-star famous teacher assessment.

After four consecutive assessments, I got four first prizes, all of which were record-breaking.

It is no exaggeration to say that this achievement is shocking.

Now, coupled with this epoch-making sky-controlling spiritual pattern, some people have begun to give Sun Mo the reputation of a 'candidate saint'.

After all, there has never been a famous teacher in the circle of famous teachers who achieved such terrifying achievements at the age of twenty-two.



The personal battle was over, and one hundred winners were selected and awarded the title of four-star master teacher.

In fact, because the Guxian Hall test was too difficult, the referee team lowered the standard. Otherwise, only Sun Mo, Zhang Wentao, and Wan Xiulin would be qualified.

In other words, these three have reached the level of six-star famous teachers in terms of teaching, accumulation of knowledge and foresight.

If everyone hadn't known that these three people couldn't be poached, those principals would have taken action long ago, and they wouldn't hesitate to offer sky-high prices.

"Teacher, are we still participating in the championship match?"

In the hotel, while eating, Huang Peng felt weak.

"What? Afraid of losing?"

Wan Xiulin frowned and put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"It's not that I'm afraid of losing, it's that I can't think of the possibility of winning!"

Huang Peng was depressed.

"If you can't win, is that the reason for you to give up?"

Wan Xiulin scolded: "Go, face the wall and think about your mistakes!"

When the disciple left dejectedly, Wan Xiulin lost his appetite and thought to himself, "Do you think I want to fight? But we are from Zhou Yasheng's faction!"

No choice!

Teacher, giving up on Li Ziqi is really the biggest mistake in your life!

No,

It's not scary to give up Li Ziqi, but what's scary is that Li Ziqi met Sun Mo.

Why!

It's so sad to live in the same era as Sun Mo.

Wan Xiulin was originally a shining star who attracted much attention, but in this assessment, he was completely suppressed by Sun Mo.

If you can’t beat Baiwu, you must at least beat Li Ziqi!

This is Wan Xiulin's minimum requirement.


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