When Liu Xiurong was taken out of the prison, he raised his hands to cover his eyes.
The dazzling sunlight was like a sharp arrow, piercing his eyes and skin and hurting him, but he didn't want to hide back. Instead, he tried to raise his head, trying to take a look at the long-lost sun.
"Let's go!"
The prison guard urged him and gave him a push.
Sun Mo has arrived and is exercising.
There were some spectators gathered around, including the candidates, as well as the local prison guards and their families.
"When does it begin?"
Liu Xiurong decided to fight slowly so that he could stay on the ground for a while.
Why!
This sea breeze is so comfortable!
Why didn't I notice it before?
Sure enough, freedom is only valuable when it is lost.
"anytime!"
Sun Mo crossed his fingers and stretched his arms forward: "Do you want to leave here?"
"In no mood!"
Liu Xiurong's face turned cold.
Because the prisoners are all famous teachers, and the knowledge they possess is wealth, the Holy Sect has stipulated that as long as these prisoners are willing to dedicate their knowledge, they can regain their freedom.
Generally speaking, formulas, secret techniques, and unique techniques are all hard currency.
Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders. Anyway, after finishing the fight in a while, your prescription will be mine.
"The duel will begin in five minutes!"
Sun Mo didn't care, but Ji Han would not allow Liu Xiurong to stay outside the prison for too long.
The training platform is where prison guards usually practice. It occupies an area about half the size of a football field, with a cliff facing the sea on the north side.
Even without Ji Han, the prisoner would never have thought of jumping into the sea to escape. Not to mention the psychic sea beasts patrolling below. Even if the prisoner had the correct chart, he would not be able to swim back to land because it is too far.
"Liu Xiurong, fourth level of Thousand Life Realm"
Liu Xiurong held the ceremony, with a look of pride on his brows.
These twelve years of being a prisoner made him undistracted and undisturbed by worldly affairs, allowing him to practice wholeheartedly, so he was promoted to two levels.
This speed can definitely be called a genius.
"Sun Mo, fifth level of Thousand Life Realm!"
Sun Mo performed the ceremony
"What?"
The onlookers were dumbfounded. Am I deaf?
"Is this rank reported wrong? How old is he? Looking at his tender face, I'm afraid he has never even eaten abalone!"
"Is he a genius? I've asked about it. This guy is full of glory!"
"That's why it's even more impossible. How can it be possible to balance academics and cultivation?"
As we all know, the cultivation speed of famous teachers is much slower than that of practitioners.
"You heard it right, he is the fifth level, Thousand Life Stage!"
Pang Tong shouted: "We all saw it the day he was promoted."
"..."
Liu Xiurong looked at Sun Mo with a confused expression, then turned and left, "Grandma Ganli, is it fun to play tricks on others?"
"Master Liu, please stay!"
Sun Mo dissuaded: "The difference in rank is within three steps, so a duel can be established."
"Ganli Niang, I am older than you. You deserve to win, but I will be embarrassed if I lose!"
Liu Xiurong cursed: "You want to find a sense of superiority from me? No way!"
"You misunderstood, I didn't mean it!"
Sun Mo had a big headache and thought to himself that if I wanted to show off my superiority, I would challenge Ji Han.
"Do not hit!"
Liu Xiurong felt that Sun Mo had a dark heart.
"Okay, I'll give in!"
Sun Mo sighed: "Have you been having frequent cramps in your lower abdomen recently? Do you feel constipated?"
Whoosh!
Liu Xiurong's expression became even more embarrassing.
This kind of privacy is too shameful to be revealed to anyone, but the question is, how did this kid know?
"Did you poison me?"
Liu Xiurong clenched his fists.
"I am not talented, but I have a reputation as the Hand of God in Kyushu. Master Ji can testify for me!"
Sun Mo smiled slightly.
"Sun Mo's Hand of God is famous throughout the Jiuzhou. How many people ask for it but can't get it!"
Pang Tong interrupted, and the other candidates finally found the opportunity to compliment Sun Mo, so they quickly praised him.
Liu Xiurong was bitten by the old dog of society after all, so one look at the flattering expressions of these famous teachers, one knew that Sun Mo was really powerful.
"Want me to check it for you?"
Sun Mo came over.
Liu Xiurong hesitated.
"Old man, do you know this is the opportunity that many people have dreamed of for a long time? During the Five Kingdoms debate, King Qi had to beg Sun Mo to give him a massage."
Pang Tong was depressed: "Master Sun, if he doesn't want it, why don't you give me the chance?"
"roll!"
Liu Xiurong cursed, and then stretched out his hand towards Sun Mo: "Sorry to trouble you!"
"I don't know the pulse!"
Sun Mo took a look at Liu Xiurong's dirty clothes and face. There was even a strange smell, but he didn't reach out.
This scene made Liu Xiurong's expression change. Just when he was about to ask, are you humiliating me, a burst of spiritual energy suddenly surged out of Sun Mo's body and condensed into a big man with bulging muscles.
"I'm sorry!"
Liu Xiurong was startled and jumped back violently.
What is this?
Wearing an open vest and an Asan-style hat, the magic lamp ghost showed off his muscles. Without explaining to Liu Xiurong, he grabbed his arm, pulled it in front of him, and then punched him.
, and hit him on the lower abdomen.
"I'm sorry for you!"
Liu Xiurong was about to get angry immediately, but after being beaten, he found that although it hurt, it felt more comfortable, and the abdominal pain disappeared considerably.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Liu Xiurong struck Liu Xiurong with three punches in a row.
"It's over!"
Ji Han stepped forward quickly, ready to start a fight. Liu Xiurong had a explosive personality and was not a loser. If Sun Mo beat him, he would definitely be killed.
But what is this muscle guy?
But just when Ji Han was approaching and before he took action, Liu Xiurong couldn't help but roared out with a smile on his face.
"Comfortable! So happy!"
"What?"
Ji Han was stunned and didn't realize that this guy was still a masochist?
As the magic lamp ghost flapped, white steam emerged from Liu Xiurong's body, soon soaking his clothes.
"You practice Pure Yang True Fist, and your body needs masculine energy. However, you were locked in a dungeon, and the moisture was too heavy and invaded your body, causing constipation and stomachache."
Sun Mo Science Popularization.
"..."
Liu Xiurong couldn't help but believe it, because he wanted to go to the toilet, so he clasped his fists and apologized: "Let me leave for a while!"
A quarter of an hour later, Liu Xiurong came back, with a look of relief on his face, as if a starving man had just eaten a Man-Han banquet.
"Master Sun, thank you very much!"
Liu Xiurong bowed and expressed his sincere thanks.
"Can you fight me now?"
Sun Mo invites a fight.
"Master Sun's words really frustrate me. You are kind to me, how can I fight with you?"
He is not constipated, but he does not know the pain of constipation. Every time Liu Xiurong goes to the toilet, he wants to cut open his anus with a dagger.
"This is not a favor, it's just a little effort!"
Sun Mo has a headache. If you don't fight me, how can I learn your recipe?
Fortunately, Liu Xiurong accepted Sun Mo's kindness and did not dare to shirk it again, so the two began to duel.
Once he got started, Liu Xiurong regretted it.
Damn it, isn't this Sun Mo too strong?
Liu Xiurong was suppressed as soon as they met each other. He was bullied by Sun Mo with a wooden knife, and he dodged like a lost dog.
"What kind of sword skill is this? It's so gorgeous!"
Everyone was amazed.
In a place where they could not see, every time Liu Xiurong was stabbed, a golden page would pop out from above his head and float in the air.
Sun Mo was worried that Liu Xiurong would stop at the last minute, so he acted very quickly.
Sure enough, Liu Xiurong stopped after three minutes.
"Master Sun, I am willing to bow down!"
Liu Xiurong gave Sun Mo enough face, but it was a pity that he didn't know that Sun Mo didn't need a sense of superiority, what he wanted was his elixir.
After Sun Mo returned the gift, he snapped his fingers, and the pages immediately floated over, forming two books.
Ding!
"Congratulations, you have obtained Chunyang True Fist, Liu's Herbal Encyclopedia!"
Sun Mo frowned.
"Didn't succeed?"
Sun Mo quickly learned it, and then found the body-building pill recipe in the encyclopedia.
Pang Tong and his entourage gathered around him. While congratulating Sun Mo on his victory, he also suggested that he wanted to experience the hand of God.
"Yes, but you have to compete with me three times!"
This is Sun Mo's plan.
Through competition, you can accumulate experience and improve your combat effectiveness. At the same time, you can use your opponent's knowledge and steal one's skills. It can be said that you kill two birds with one stone.
Of course, Sun Mo will not easily teach these 'unique knowledge' to others, but will put it in Li Ziqi's big library to prevent it from being lost.
In the next two months, Sun Mo used the hand of God to massage the residents on the isolated island while dueling with them. Many of them did not have the unique skills to beat the bottom of the box, but Sun Mo didn't care and was still serious and diligent, so this
It won him great favor and reputation.
Now when people see Sun Mo, they all start calling Teacher Sun.
Even someone like Ji Han would have asked Sun Mo for a massage if he had not lost face.
Then, after finishing working with these people, Sun Mo began to 'process' the prisoners.
In the past, Sun Mo would have faced too many obstacles if he wanted to duel with the prisoners, but now, everyone regards it as a pastime.
These prisoners are qualified to be imprisoned here, and they all have a few brushes, but now these brushes have become Sun Mo's belongings after being beaten by Hengsha Wuji through the ages.
On the sixth day of the lunar month, when Sun Mo walked to the prison and selected a target, he was stopped by Yu Lin.
"Hey, hey, I heard that your divine hand is very powerful. Can your broken leg be cured?"
Yu Lin spoke.
"You know everything?"
Sun Mo asked with a smile.
"I'm a master thief after all, so if you want to get some information, it's okay."
Yu Lin pressed his face against the fence: "Can it be cured? Can you give me a word of truth?"
"cannot!"
Sun Mo shook his head.
"Haha, I knew it!"
Yu Lin sighed, slid along the fence and sat on the ground, then bumped his head against the fence again and again.
"Do you regret it?"
Sun Mo looked at Yu Lin.
"I regret it, but I just can't control my hands!"
Yu Lin laughed at himself: "You don't know, it feels so good to get something for nothing."
“I like to support myself!”
Sun Mo despised him.
"Reliance on my own? I would like to, but I am a child from an ordinary family, why should I?"
Yu Lin roared: "Why do those second-generation famous teachers have top-notch exercises and top-notch cultivation resources when they are born? My talent is also very good. Just because I was born with a poor birth, am I not qualified to learn those exercises?
?”
"So I want to steal all their special skills and secret codes, and leave these to the talented young people from poor families!"