"Mu Feng, the most important thing in life is to be arrogant. In the battle of the best heroes in Kyushu that just ended, Master Sun's direct disciples dominated the list."
Wei Ziyou admonished: "You don't really think that Master Sun's title of No. 1 in the Nine Provinces was just blown away, do you?"
Bai Mufeng's heart trembled, knowing that he was being blamed, so he quickly bowed his head and apologized.
"Teacher, I'm sorry, I was blind!"
"No need to apologize, you are still a child!"
Sun Mo smiled: "Indeed, if you have any questions about your family's academic background, just ask your father. Why don't you change the principal?"
"Master Sun, why do you need to meet him?"
Wei Ziyou smiled bitterly.
Sun Mo did not answer directly, but looked at Bai Mufeng's opponent. He was very disappointed at this time: "What is your name?"
"Tell the teacher, the student's last name is Tang Zhan!"
Tang Zhan saluted respectfully.
"Can I check it out?"
Sun Mo stretched out his hand.
“What I wish for!”
Tang Zhan was overjoyed. Sun Mo's name as Hand of God has become a household name in major prestigious schools.
Sun Mo started from Tang Zhan's shoulder blades and pinched all the way down to check his body.
"Compared to the strength of your upper body, you have practiced too little on your lower body. For the August Sword Jue, the body technique is very important. It emphasizes attacking first to win."
While performing ancient massage techniques, Sun Mo explained: "Don't make hasty moves, and don't think about winning with one blow, because this set of sword moves is to accumulate small advantages through layers of continuous pressure until you win the opponent."
To put it bluntly, it means wearing down your opponent to death.
Tang Zhan smiled bitterly. His personal teacher also said similar things, but as a young man, who doesn't like to kill his opponent with one blow!
"Don't think about changing your exercises!"
Sun Mo warned: "If your teacher chose this for you, it means that he is very familiar with you. If you listen to him, you will definitely grow into a top swordsman."
"Can I become a sword master?"
When Tang Zhan said this, he glanced at Bai Mufeng. Obviously, this was his goal.
"Can!"
Sun Mo's answer was without hesitation, but in fact, due to limited physical qualifications, Tang Zhan could not become a sword master. This problem cannot be solved by changing another technique.
When he first became a teacher, Sun Mo would definitely tell the truth, but now, his mentality has changed.
Sometimes, white lies are also a means to help students make progress.
boom!
The magic lamp ghost appeared and kneaded Tang Zhan's legs amidst the exclamations.
After five minutes, the meridians are open and the blood vessels are expanded.
boom!
A large amount of spiritual energy was poured into Tang Zhan's body.
"teacher……"
Tang Zhan looked happy: "I feel like I'm about to advance!"
"Calm down, keep your mind close, and don't think wildly!"
Sun Mo warned.
Three minutes later, Tang Zhan successfully advanced to the first level.
"Thank you teacher for your generous guidance!"
Tang Zhan knelt down and kowtowed. He had been stuck in the bottleneck for half a year, but he didn't expect that he would break through after being squeezed by Sun Mo.
The hand of God is indeed miraculous!
"They are all geniuses!"
Looking at the students around him, Sun Mo was envious.
"Mu Feng, why are you still standing there?"
Wei Ziyou urged.
"Teacher, students, please give me some advice!"
Bai Mufeng bowed respectfully, but what he was thinking was that even if Sun Mo couldn't offer any constructive suggestions, God's hand was not fake after all, and it would be nice to experience it himself.
"Is your father a master of swordsmanship?"
Sun Mo put one hand behind his waist and looked at Bai Mufeng calmly.
"My father is a sword master."
When Bai Mufeng said this, his face was full of pride.
"Helian, come and compete with him!"
Sun Mo ordered.
"As you command!"
Helian Beifang appears.
"Why not Senior Brother Jiang?"
Bai Mufeng looked at Jiang Leng. Not surprisingly, this young man with long hair covering his forehead should be the Jiang Leng who reached the finals of the First Hero Tournament.
If you want to fight, you have to choose a strong one.
"What? Look down on me?"
Helian Beifang chuckled: "I will give you thirty moves. If you can hurt me, I will be your slave for three years."
As a man from the grasslands, Helian Beifang was an extremely proud man at heart.
"Don't dare!"
Bai Mufeng stopped talking nonsense and stepped onto the ring.
Helian Beifang kept his word and only defended, not attacked.
Bai Mufeng became angry when he saw this, and attacked with every move, hoping to defeat Helian Beifang within thirty moves, but it backfired.
The agreement of thirty moves had just ended when Helian Beifang drew his sword.
Canglangzhan!
Whoosh!
Helian's sharp sword was like a rushing river pouring down, with turbulent waves crashing on the shore.
boom!
Bai Mufeng blocked the blade, but he couldn't stop the force of the sword at all. He was knocked out of the ring, and the long sword in his hand fell out of his hands.
boom!
Bai Mufeng fell to pieces.
"What a handsome swordsmanship!"
Wei Ziyou couldn't help but applaud.
The onlookers present were all geniuses, so they could see how outstanding Helian's sword was.
The most important thing is that his move is the prefecture-level Canglang Sword Technique, which is very common in Jixia Academy and can be learned by anyone.
Being able to use ordinary Kung Fu skills to produce the best Kung Fu sword power shows that he is extremely accomplished in Sword Techniques.
"Helian, please be careful!"
Li Ziqi nodded.
She knew that Helian deliberately repaired Bai Mufeng because he was disrespectful to his teacher.
"Ahem, come again!"
Bai Mufeng coughed twice, struggled to stand up, picked up the sword, and prepared to fight again.
"Do you understand where you are wrong?"
Sun Mo asked.
"Absolute power?"
Bai Mufeng thought, still a little dissatisfied: "If I were at the same level as him, I would never lose."
"Helian, come and tell him!"
Sun Moshun also took the exam for Huluwa.
"Your sword intention is too weak."
Helian shrugged his shoulders. When he and Xuanyuan Po were fighting, as soon as the fighting ghost fired its gun, it felt like he had fallen into a forest of guns and would be riddled with holes at any time.
"Since your father is a sword master, is he satisfied with you learning the sword?"
Sun Mo asked back.
"I am the legitimate son of the family. If I don't learn swordsmanship, is it possible that the concubines should be allowed to inherit this ancestral skill?"
Bai Mufeng rolled his eyes.
"You are on par with Tang Zhan, you can even beat him, but in terms of sword power alone, you are far behind him!"
Sun Mo gave guidance.
Buzz!
There was noise all around because the subtext of Sun Mo's words was that Bai Mufeng was not as qualified as Tang Zhan.
Bai Mufeng's face immediately turned ugly, and he frowned and retorted: "But I won!"
"You can still win now, but in a year, you will never be able to beat him again!"
Sun Mo was not angry because of Bai Mufeng's attitude: "If I expected it right, you must have challenged the senior swordsmen in your school, but in the end, you lost!"
Bai Mufeng wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Sun Mo.
"Don't make excuses, saying that your level is not as good as yours, or that your aura is not enough. Your talent is simply not as good as others'. Your sword learning has reached its limit."
Wow!
There was an uproar, and everyone's eyes widened with shock.
Because of Sun Mo's words, Bai Mufeng was sentenced to death.
The legitimate son of a sword master has no talent for learning swords?
really?
"Your father, if he is really a sword master, then he must have suggested that you learn other weapons, such as marksmanship!"
Sun Mo said bluntly: "Remember, it is always talent that determines the upper limit of a person's achievement. Although it is cruel to say this, the reality is like this."
"Young man, you admire your father, whether you want to become a sword master, or you simply want to practice a top swordsmanship, I advise you to calm down, change your weapon, be patient, and listen to you
Father's advice, he will never harm you."
Buzz!
Sun Mo's body was surrounded by golden light, and then spots of light sputtered.
"It's a golden word!"
Some people exclaimed, this shows that Sun Mo did not just talk nonsense and really thought about Bai Mufeng, otherwise it would be impossible to activate the famous teacher aura.
Bai Mufeng was stunned, not only because of the halo, but also because his father once told him so, but he thought it was because his father doted on the vixen concubine, and then Aiwujiwu fell in love with the bastard she gave birth to.
I don't have the talent to learn swordsmanship?
Bai Mufeng didn't believe it. He felt that his father just wanted to give everything in the family to that son, so he made up such words to deceive himself.
But now, Sun Mo and his father said the same thing.
"Sage, let's go!"
Sun Mo left the Douzhan Hall.
The afternoon sun was warm and very comfortable.
"Sage, what is your relationship with that boy?"
Sun Mo was curious.
"His father is my good friend!"
Wei Ziyou sighed: "He really worried about this child. He just didn't believe me when I told him he didn't have the talent to learn swordsmanship."
"I wouldn't believe it either!"
Sun Mo chuckled: "Sage, please listen to my advice. It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. A situation like Bai Mufeng's is not only related to the future of his children, but also to the fight for family property. It is better for outsiders to interfere less!"
The teacher can only give suggestions, and it is the students who really make the decision.
"Please, old friend, I can't refuse!"
Wei Ziyou shook his head: "But Master Sun's performance impressed me with admiration!"
It is true that there is no false person under the great reputation.
I want to poach him, no matter the cost!
A sword debate in the Dou Zhan Hall made Sun Mo famous. In just two days, all the teachers and students in Jixia Academy knew about Sun Mo's suggestion to let Bai Mufeng, the son of the sword master, learn other weapons.
Some people doubted Sun Mo's ability. After all, Bai Mufeng's swordsmanship was very strong. However, on the third day, Bai Mufeng's father came to the door in person and thanked Sun Mo for persuading his son. This dispelled all kinds of rumors and proved Sun Mo's teaching ability.
There is no doubt about it.
For a time, students visited him one after another, begging for advice.
Since the agreed time for Jixia's lecture hadn't come yet, Wei Ziyou didn't want to waste Sun Mo's time here, so he asked him to take an exchange class.
Sun Mo follows goodness like a stream.
There are two classes a day, a medical practice class in the morning and a spiritual pattern class in the afternoon, each lasting one and a half hours.
Sun Mo's current teaching experience is already very sufficient. Coupled with the assistance of divine insight, he can kill people when he stands in the way, and kill the Buddha when he stands in the way of Buddha.
At the end of the first class, Sun Mo helped five students break through their bottlenecks and advance to the first level, which immediately caused a sensation.
The next day, the large terraced classroom with 500 people was packed two hours in advance, and half of them were occupied by teachers.