The fighting hall of Xiling Academy can accommodate 36,000 people.
Except for free seats for candidates, staff, and one thousand top students and famous teachers of the school, the rest of the seats have been sold.
There are quite a few wealthy people who like to watch the excitement, so although the tickets are a little expensive, they are all sold out.
Li Ziqi was not short of money and bought the ten most expensive seats with the best views.
"We don't have that many people, right?"
Lu Zhiruo calculated, including Zhang Yanzong and Zheng Hao, there were only eight people.
"Because I don't want anyone around me to disturb me while I'm watching the teacher's assessment!"
Li Ziqi said it matter-of-factly, showing off her wealthy aura: "If it weren't for the immorality of buying an area, I would have booked the entire venue."
Ying Baiwu frowned, not liking the waste of a small purse.
Li Ziqi took out six photo stones, distributed them, and said at the same time: "The teacher will come on stage in a while, remember to take a picture of the teacher's grace. By the way, if he is an important rookie, take a picture too!"
"How do I know which candidate is the better rookie?"
Zheng Hao asked, and then saw Li Ziqi taking out a few stacks of information after distributing the photo stones: "Here, they are all on top."
Zheng Hao took it, flipped through it, and found that each page contained information about a candidate, and there was also a bust drawn next to the name.
There is absolutely no mistake.
"..."
Zhang Yanzong is speechless, should you be so careful?
“It’s great to have money!”
Zheng Hao lamented that he could buy everything!
"Not only money, but also wisdom and patience!"
Tantai Yutang flipped through the information: "Do you think you can use these materials after buying them from others? Wrong, they need to be corrected and sorted out!"
Bing Yangzi knew that the busiest person these days was actually Li Ziqi. Apart from accompanying Sun Mo, she spent the rest of her time collecting information about competitors.
"Okay, the fight is about to begin, sit down quickly!"
Lu Zhiruo sat down and saw that the others were not moving, so she urged, "If you miss the teacher's competition, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Then, Papaya Girl opened her small backpack, took out a large watermelon, and then she pointed it into a knife and chopped it on it.
Click!
The watermelon was broken into two halves, with green skin and red flesh. It looked sweet and delicious at first sight. Of course, the most important thing is that the fracture was very neat.
Lu Zhiruo nodded with satisfaction, picked up a piece and took a bite.
"Who wants to eat?"
Papaya Girl shared the food, and then said: "I also have Daoji's pastries in my bag. Whoever wants to eat can take it yourself!"
"..."
The people around were stunned, what are you doing here? You even prepared a big watermelon? Are you too arrogant?
"How can you still eat on such an occasion?"
Zheng Hao felt that Lu Zhiruo was heartless. Anyway, he was too nervous and had no appetite.
"Why can't you eat it?"
Lu Zhiruo blinked: "Oh, I understand, are you worried that the teacher will fail? It's impossible, the teacher will definitely win!"
Papaya Girl's voice was neither high nor low. The students on the right heard it and couldn't help but frown.
"Who is this? So arrogant!"
"A sure win? Could it be Bai Shuang's direct descendant?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Bai Shuang's biological successor is a tall and thin boy! Besides, even Bai Shuang can't guarantee a guaranteed win!"
The students were talking a lot.
"I'm not arrogant, it's the teacher who is great!"
Lu Zhiruo explained.
"Isn't this called arrogance? What's your teacher's name? Let's see how he loses later?"
They are all young people, and they all admire their personal mentors, so at this time, no one will admit defeat.
"Zhiruo!"
Li Ziqi tried to dissuade him and showed the demeanor of a senior sister: "Don't make noise, it will embarrass the teacher."
"oh!"
The papaya girl was very obedient. She immediately sat upright and called to her junior brothers and sisters: "Eat melon!"
"What's your teacher's name? I mean?"
Some people don't think it's a big deal to watch the fun.
"Junior brother Xuanyuan, I leave it to you."
Li Ziqi ordered, these people are noisy.
rub!
Xuanyuan Po, who had long wanted to take action, stood up suddenly, and his sharp eyes fell on the face of the boy who spoke: "Want to know the name of the teacher? Go out and fight with me, and I will tell you if you win!"
The boy who was being stared at stiffened. He and this tall young man were more than thirty meters apart, and there were students and teachers entering the venue in between, and he was able to find him accurately.
This is a bit awesome!
"Why are you dazed? Let's go!"
Xuanyuan Po urged, and he had already left his seat with a silver gun worth two feet.
Not only the boys, but also other students nearby looked over.
There was nothing I could do about it, Xuanyuan Po was too eye-catching. He was very tall, extremely strong, and straight. Standing there, he looked like a silver spear ready to pierce out at any time, giving others a great sense of oppression.
The most heart-stopping thing was Xuanyuan Po's eyes, which were lawless, careless, and full of warlike desire.
Like a fighting beast!
"The game is about to start, I don't want to pay attention to you!"
The boy showed disdain on his face, but his heart shrank. This kind of person must be participating in a personal battle, right? I hope that when the time comes, he won't run into him in the first match.
"whispering sound!"
Xuanyuan Po was depressed that he couldn't succeed in the fight, but he was unwilling to give in, so he looked around again: "Who wants to have a fight to warm up?"
No one spoke.
Li Ziqi's eyes lit up and he discovered Xuanyuan Po's new function. It could be used as a hunting dog and could calm many people.
"No more fighting, sit down!"
Lu Zhiruo handed out a piece of watermelon: "Eat the melon!"
Gui Jiarong was sitting not far away, looking at all this with playful eyes, and finally landed on Xuanyuan Po. Tsk, this toy looks so strong, it should be able to entertain him for a while, right?
Whoosh!
Jiang Leng felt uncomfortable, turned around, and met Gui Jiarong's gaze, and then narrowed his eyes.
Huh!
This is not bad either!
Gui Jiarong groped his chin, wishing he could start playing right away.
"What are you looking at?"
Lu Zhiruo stretched out her hand and handed a piece of watermelon to the dead man's face: "Eat the melon, it's sweet!"
"Um!"
Jiang Leng turned his head, but in his mind, the look in the young man's eyes lingered. He had seen this look when he was at the manor.
He was a companion who loved to torture cats. He would show that look every time he caught a wild cat.
…
The Holy Sect's examiner team has always been vigorous and resolute. There was no opening speech. The chief examiner, Tong Yiming, came on stage and directly announced the start of the famous teacher battle.
After the first round, most of the weak ones have been eliminated, so now the battles are almost all equally powerful and become more exciting.
Of course, most famous teachers play very cautiously. After all, there is not much rest time after a round, so they must try to avoid injuries.
Gu Xiuxun went first and won the second game without any danger.
In the 26th game, it was Sun Mo's turn.
"No. 178, Sun Mo, No. 239, Mao Fang, please come to the stage."
Before Tong Yiming finished speaking, there was a burst of noise throughout the fighting hall, and finally Sun Mo appeared on the stage!
This is a big celebrity!
The audience who originally felt bored now became excited and stared at the ring.
"Results such as abstaining, falling off the ring, unconsciousness, etc. and losing the ability to fight again will be deemed a loss!"
Tong Yiming emphasized the rules again.
The arena is one foot above the ground, about the size of half a football field, which is quite open.
Mao Fang scratched his bald head, showed an excited smile, and actually faced Sun Mo, "Very good, I don't even think about becoming famous this time."
Mao Fang saw Sun Mo's battle yesterday. He was very strong, but against himself, he was still not enough. After all, he was at the third level of the divine power realm, and he was firmly ahead of him. Moreover, he practiced the Buddha's Great Compassion Hands, a top-grade technique from heaven.
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"Hmph, isn't your name Sun Hei Quan? Look how I blow your dog's head off!"
Mao Fang leaped onto the ring, then cupped his fists and saluted.
"Mao Fang, third level of divine power realm, please give me some advice!"
"By the way, by the way, I practice Tianji top-grade exercises!"
After saying that, Mao Fang looked into Sun Mo's eyes confidently, haha, he was pretending to be calm, but in his heart, he was probably very panicked, right?
"Well, after defeating Sun Mo, my reputation will definitely increase greatly. By then, there will definitely be beautiful and famous teachers who take the initiative to invite me to dinner, right?"
Mao Fang scratched the bald area, feeling a little itchy and filled with excitement.
Sun Mo performed the ceremony.
"Sun Mo, third level of divine power realm, please give me some advice!"
Ga!
Mao Fang's inner drama came to an abrupt end, his confident expression turned dull, and he subconsciously asked: "Weren't you at the second level of the Divine Power Realm yesterday?"
"Yes!"
Sun Mo nodded.
"Well!"
Mao Fang was dumbfounded, didn't you rise too fast? But then he comforted himself, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, the level is the same, I have more experience, uh, maybe more, but my skills are definitely better than him.
"By the way, by the way, I practice holy-level top-notch skills!"
Sun Mo imitated Mao Fang's tone and added another sentence.
Ha ha!
The audience burst into laughter. This Mao Fang is very interesting. How old is he? He still plays such clumsy psychological warfare, but he is ridiculed by others.
"Haha, I don't believe it. You think the holy-level skills are nothing but cabbage. If you want to learn them, you can learn them?"
Mao Fang comforted himself, but on his face, he couldn't help crying. Damn, I'm going to feel cold! Where is the promised level to be one level higher? Where is the promised level of suppression of the exercises?
Did I get the wrong script?
"Start quickly!"
The examiner urged.
"please!"
Sun Mo pulled out the wooden knife.
"Mao Fang, don't panic."
Mao Fang took a deep breath and encouraged himself: "If you hold on steady, you can win, ah!"
The next moment, Mao Fang screamed and rolled out. There was nothing he could do. Sun Mo rushed at him and slashed out with a knife. The shadows of the knife rolled in front of him.
The compassionate hand of Buddha suppresses, ah!
As soon as Mao Fang stretched out his hand, he was struck by a wooden knife. The pain was so painful that he almost burst into tears.
Sun Mo used the Ancient and Ancient Light, Hengsha No Trace, a powerful attack, and the wooden swords hit Mao Fang's body intensively without stopping.
It has to be said that Mao Fang has achieved some success in practicing the Buddha's Compassion Hands. After a layer of golden light enveloped his palms, he was able to resist Sun Mo's moves.
"Have the opportunity!"
Mao Fang began to become confident again, but he didn't know that after Sun Mo's wooden knife hit his hands, although it did not cause any harm, there were pages one after another, as if Mario popped out of the box after pushing it.
The mushroom jumped out with a click and was suspended in the air.
After a while, there were more than thirty pictures.