Chapter 1268 The sage is here, and Sun Mo will help!
Sun Mo's invitation to fight directly heated up the atmosphere at the scene.
Ordinary people don't care what's right or wrong, they just come to watch the fun, just like those onlookers who will cheer for someone to jump when they see someone jumping off a building. They shout to tell the referee to leave.
Famous teachers know that there is a high probability that they will not be able to fight.
The referee is over 300 years old, more than ten times older than Sun Mo. If he wins, he deserves it, but if he loses, he will lose face.
No one would do such a thankless job.
"Yang Shengren, let's go, we can't let the situation get worse!"
Hu Xingjiang took the lead and jumped onto the ring, cupping his fists and saluting: "Everyone, calm down. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it back to the Holy Gate!"
Hu Xingjiang's idea is very simple. First, prevent Sun Mo from being watched. The fewer people who know about one thing, the greater the possibility of secret operations.
"Say hello, my teacher is dead. If Sun Mo doesn't give everyone an explanation today, he won't want to go anywhere!"
"The Dark One is a heretic. If Sun Mo defends him, he is a heretic. His character is bad. So what if he has all kinds of talents? Kill him!"
"Yes, kill him!"
Zhang Zechun's direct disciples cried in grief and would not hesitate to die in order to avenge their teacher.
"This is a life and death fight. He died because his skills were inferior to others!"
Li Ziqi burst out angrily, and also made some subtle remarks. After all, after being the emperor for so many years, she often made eloquent remarks, so she realized the subtle meaning first: "If you are unhappy, come and fight me to the death!"
"Ziqi, please say a few words less?"
Hu Xingjiang persuaded: "And you, please stop shouting, it's useless!"
"Who are you?"
"Go away and eat shit!"
"Fuck you!"
Zhang Zechun's disciples spit out the fragrance directly.
Hu Xingjiang didn't like the circle of famous teachers because of his early experiences, so he hid in the desperate prison waiting to die. If he hadn't been moved by Sun Mo's words about never forgetting his original intention, he would never have been born.
Therefore, even though he is a sub-sage, he is not arrogant and proud. Even the famous teacher's robe on his body is starched and white, and he does not pursue glitz.
When these disciples saw Hu Xingjiang's clothes, they began to look down upon him. In their opinion, this famous teacher must be doing very poorly.
Hu Xingjiang did not scold these students for their contemptuous behavior. Instead, he sighed and lifted his aura of "obscurity."
A wonderful fragrance immediately spreads in the air, making people feel happy and tired.
"Ya...Ya Saint?"
The famous teachers widened their eyes and looked at Hu Xingjiang with confused expressions on their faces.
Who is this guy?
Why did a sub-sage suddenly appear?
This kind of body fragrance is the symbol of Yasheng. It can repel mosquitoes, prevent miasma and poison, and keep the spirit high and in the best learning state.
There are too few saints and it is too difficult to be promoted, so to achieve the position of sub-sage is to be the pinnacle of the world of famous teachers in Jiuzhou. Every one of them is a giant of the school. Every time they stamp their feet, the entire circle of famous teachers will tremble.
But I've never heard of this guy at all.
"Lao Hu?"
Some older famous teachers recognized Hu Xingjiang.
Recently, everyone has been attracted by the grand battle of the number one heroes in Kyushu, but they haven't paid much attention to Sun Mo. They only know that he succeeded in rising to star. The specific process has not yet been found out.
The faces of Zhang Zechun's disciples immediately turned pale.
Insulting Yasheng is a serious crime!
Fortunately, Hu Xingjiang didn't care about them.
"Everyone, if we continue to argue like this, the reputation of the profession of famous teacher will be ruined. Let's go back to the Holy Sect and make a final decision, shall we?"
Hu Xingjiang said sincerely: "I hope everyone can focus on the overall situation."
"What is the overall situation?"
The chief referee spoke sternly: "I don't care whether you are a sub-sage or a saint. Today, I will uphold justice and kill the dark species. This is the tradition of the Holy Sect and the iron law for maintaining the peace of the Nine Provinces. This is the principle set by the sages.
, how can you, Sun Mo, dismiss it with just one sentence?"
"Also, we are famous teachers. We should tell others everything we want to do. If we want to do it, we should do it openly and openly. There is no need to be secretive."
At this moment, the chief referee's expression was as holy as the embodiment of justice.
"well said!"
Suddenly, many onlookers started shouting.
However, some famous teachers frowned. Based on the referee's star rating, if he thought so from the bottom of his heart, he should have received some good advice. But if he didn't, it means that he had selfish motives.
But if it were me, I would also want to suppress Sun Mo and see him suffer.
"What is tradition?"
A voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the square. Everyone felt that these words were spoken by someone standing next to them.
"Traditions can be good or bad. Everything in the world is developing. We cannot always use the principles of ten thousand years ago to treat things now."
Yang Shizhan spoke.
Whoosh!
In the central square, tens of thousands of people all turned their heads and looked over.
This is the talent of saints. Even without any halo, what they say will naturally attract anyone's attention.
The sub-sages and saints have the ability to appear holy in front of others, so they usually give themselves the "obscurity" aura of famous teachers to block the vision of the saints.
After all, they don't want to always attract attention and be looked at like monkeys.
Obscurity means ordinary. It represents a way that no matter what height you stand in life or how high your achievements are, you still regard yourself as an ordinary person.
Yang Shizhan took steps towards the ring.
There were many people in front of the arena, and the arena was quite high. An ordinary person would have to climb up or jump up, but Yang Shizhan walked up directly.
Every time he takes a step, a lotus flower will bloom under his feet, holding his body perfectly in the air.
"He can fly too!"
"Idiot, that's a lotus growing every step of the way!"
"My God, he is a saint!"
The onlookers were stunned. Some famous teachers bowed subconsciously even though they knew Yang Shizhan couldn't see them.
Not only did lotus flowers grow step by step, as Yang Shizhan lifted his silence, the spiritual energy gathered in the direction he was facing, forming peach trees covered with pink petals to shield him from the scorching sun, and then there were also plum trees laden with fruits.
, offering juicy and sweet plums to quench his thirst.
This is the vision of a saint, with peaches and plums all over the world.
Only true saints can possess it and cannot fake it, so all the famous teachers present calmed their expressions and bowed.
"Saint greetings!"
"No gift!"
Yang Shizhan's expression remained unchanged, but he was filled with emotion in his heart. He had been looking forward to this scene, but as he entered the prison, he gave up.
Unexpectedly, two hundred years later, it would be realized again.
It’s like a dream!
All of this is really thanks to Sun Mo.
Thinking of this, Yang Shizhan's respect for Sun Mo became even stronger.
"He seems to be from Sun Mo's group?"
Everyone was shocked. A sub-sage stood up for Sun Mo and was already very powerful. Now another saint appeared?
Zhang Zechun's disciples were so frightened that they lowered their heads and wished they could stick their heads into the ground like ostriches.
"As for the future treatment of the dark species, I will make a proposal to the Holy Sect and request for re-negotiation, so today, the matter is dropped!"
Yang Shizhan did not discuss whether the dark species should be killed or not, but adopted the dragging technique.
The chief judge curled his lips and did not refute again, because the saint had this qualification, he could only obey: "I will obey the saint's instructions."
After agreeing, the referee changed the topic: "But in order to prevent this dark species from escaping, I suggest that the guards of the Holy Gate imprison him."
"no!"
Sun Mo immediately refused. Who knows if these guys will resort to lynching?
They won't kill Xuanyuan Po, but they can use some means to destroy his body. From now on, let alone a silver gun worth two feet, I'm afraid he won't even be able to carry it with a walking stick.
Sun Mo had to guard against this kind of thing.
"Sun Mo, don't push yourself too far!"
The chief referee scolded.
"You have also seen Master Sun's attitude. If we continue to make trouble like this, there will be no results. It will not look good on everyone, so we might as well take a step back!"
Yang Shizhan took the initiative: "I will monitor Xuanyuan Po. If he runs away, I will be responsible!"
The famous teachers were stunned. What is your relationship with Sun Mo? Are you helping him stand up like this?
In their opinion, now that Xuanyuan Po's identity has been exposed, he will definitely run away if he gets the chance, because if he doesn't, he will die!
But the shock was not over yet, because Hu Yasheng also spoke.
"I will also vouch for Xuanyuan Po!"
Hu Yasheng glanced at the fighting ghost: "His marksmanship has reached the 'Tao', and he also has a kind of persistence. I believe that this kind of person will not run away."
One saint, one sub-sage, their voices combined were extremely heavy, and the chief referee did not dare to persist anymore, so he had to give up.
He originally planned to send a guard team to monitor the villa where Sun Mo and his party lived, but gave up in order to show respect for Yang Shizhan and Hu Xingjiang.
The end of today's game also means that the battle for the number one hero in Kyushu is completely over.
After all, a dark species, even if he is not executed, has no chance to participate in the championship match.
Jiang Lengbai picked up a championship trophy, but he couldn't be happy. Sun Mo was also unhappy.
No matter what, the topic of this year's Heroic Battle is definitely the highest in history. Sun Mo's name, his direct disciple dominates the list, and the identity of the dark species...
In a word, Sun Mo and his disciples are completely famous, known to everyone in the world.
In the room, the gourd players were discussing.
"Teacher, we are in big trouble this time!"
Qin Yaoguang had a headache: "Dark species are taboo. Anyway, I have never seen anyone who was discovered and still survived."
"Although I don't like Xuanyuan, apart from being brainless, he hasn't done anything bad!"
Tantai Yutang shrugged his shoulders.
"This is a race issue!"
Jiang Leng rolled his eyes: "It has nothing to do with good or bad."
"If the teacher wants to protect Xuanyuan, he will definitely pay a heavy price!"
Helian Beifang analyzed: "And it may not be successful."
"Aren't Saints Yang and Hu Yasheng speaking for us?"
Xian Yuwei Xiji.
"You don't think that all saints have the same status, do you?"
Qin Yaoguang sighed: "These two have been away from the mainstream circle of famous teachers for too long. They have no party members at all. If other saints end up, they will not be enough."
"Zhou Yasheng will definitely come to cause damage anyway!"
Ying Baiwu played with a dagger: "What's going on with that referee? Is he always targeting the teacher?"
The tough-headed girl wanted to kill him.
"I think it's better to keep an eye on Xuanyuan first. If that kid runs away, the trouble will be even greater."
Bingyangzi got up and prepared to accompany the fighting ghosts.
"me and you togather!"
Helian Beifang tightened his grip on the handle of the knife. If this kid wanted to run away, don't blame yourself for being rude.
In short, protect the teacher first, then protect Xuanyuan Po.