Someone spoke, and everyone joined in the fun. After all, the atmosphere was so good now, even if Master Sun was unhappy, he would not blame everyone or scold everyone.
Furthermore, if Master Sun plays a game, he will make a profit. Even if he gets scolded for it, it is worth it.
Practicing this kind of thing is like drinking water and knowing whether it is hot or cold.
Everyone didn't know whether Sun Mo's advice to Meng Gang was correct, but the words of wisdom broke out, and the shocked expression on Meng Gang's face showed that he was greatly inspired.
Considering that Teacher Sun broke the record before, his fighting ability must be extremely high, so everyone thinks that he definitely has a lot of skills.
"When I have time, I will go to the Dragon Hall for a walk first."
Sun Mo chuckled.
"How long do we have to wait?"
"Without Teacher Sun's fighting skills, I would have died."
“Every day feels like a year, it’s so uncomfortable!”
The students howled and cried.
Sun Mo ignored them and left.
Ding!
Congratulations, you have received a total favorability score of +28001.
…
"What is the mental method of chasing clouds?"
Qiuli stood up and looked at her boyfriend.
"this……"
Meng Gang was sweating profusely and didn't know how to speak.
"Does this really exist?"
Qiuli was shocked.
"Um!"
Meng Gang sighed: "That's all I can say, Qiu'er, even if you are angry, I can't help it. After all, this is related to the rise and fall of our family."
The Meng family is a master of archery and has established itself in the military as a good shooter. Many of their disciples are archery teachers, so I don’t know how many people covet their family’s archery skills.
Once leaked, the impact would be huge.
"I understand."
Qiuli looked solemn: "But Teacher Sun, how did you know?"
"I don't know about that."
Meng Gang originally wanted to tell my father about this matter, but if he thought about it seriously, wouldn't he offend someone if his father investigated him?
He is a quasi-grandmaster, and his father cannot afford to offend him.
"This matter is rotten in my stomach."
Qiuli suddenly spoke.
Meng Gang nodded.
"Don't panic, I heard that Teacher Sun knows dozens of top-notch skills, and I won't covet your archery skills at all."
Thinking of the rumors she had heard, Qiuli wanted to see Sun Mo in action even more.
Hey, I was rude last time and it was really inappropriate.
Qiuli knew that although Mr. Sun did not dislike her, it was impossible to get the most essential advice from him.
Why!
I also made a mistake!
An opportunity to climb up my lap was missed by me.
The more she thought about it, the more depressed Qiuli became. She raised her hand and slapped herself.
“From now on, we can’t underestimate the trainee teachers.”
Meng Gang sighed with emotion, but as soon as he finished speaking, Qiuli rolled his eyes and pinched him.
"Ah? Did I say something wrong?"
Meng Gang was puzzled.
"There are many intern teachers in Jiuzhou, but Teacher Sun is the only one like him!"
Qiuli sighed.
As a result, this couple contributed another wave of goodwill.
…
The second time he entered the Dragon Hall, Sun Mo was much more cautious. He first turned on the God of War's protective halo, and then took out a violent spirit pattern and tore it apart to activate it, which would increase his willpower.
"I can't believe I can still be stunned!"
Sun Mo concentrated on capturing possible targets.
"..."
Duanmu Li, who was following behind, looked confused. Should he be so cautious? And is this the halo of a famous teacher under your feet?
Why haven't I seen it?
For a moment, Duanmuli became even more curious about Sun Mo.
Whoosh!
The eyes of the giant dragon statues on the wall were once again focused on Sun Mo. Perhaps because he broke the record, this time, their eyes stared for an extra long time.
This time, Sun Mo waited for half an hour, but no dragon roar came out.
"What the hell?"
Sun Mo frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly looked back and saw, okay, more than thirty teachers and students came in.
They have all completed thirty-six kills. They usually don't come here because they don't understand dragon language. They are following now out of pure curiosity.
When Sun Mo came over, everyone either smiled or nodded in greeting, and their attitude was very kind.
"With so many of you watching, how can I have the nerve to paint spiritual patterns on the wall?"
Sun Mo laughed at himself. In fact, he estimated that even if he drew the spiritual pattern, the dragon might not understand it. His original intention was to communicate with the 'dragon' with his mind, but he didn't even make a splash.
"System, do you have Dragon Language for sale?"
Sun Mo could only think of the second way, but I'm afraid it would cost a lot of favorability points.
"Yes, Ancient Dragon Language, priced at 200,000 favorability points."
The system's answer gave Sun Mo a glimmer of hope, but the price...
"Why don't you go and grab it?"
Sun Mo pouted.
"Knowledge is priceless, let alone dragon language?"
The system despises: "How many years have you studied English? Isn't the time and energy spent worth two hundred thousand favorability points?"
"And the most important thing is, you have studied English for so long and it is of no use!"
"But if you learn Dragon Language, you will have a chance to subdue the Dragon Scripture."
Sun Mo took a deep breath. What you said makes sense, but I can't refute it.
"If I understand dragon language, can I communicate with the dragons here?"
Sun Mo inquired.
"Sorry, no comment."
The systematic answer is cold and emotionless.
Sun Mo gritted his teeth, and when he thought of the Great Wilderness Dragon Scripture, he gave up.
"Bought it!"
Ding!
"Consumption is successful. Congratulations. You have obtained the Ancient Dragon Language, proficiency, and entry. Do you want to learn it?"
"Why don't you learn to keep it for the New Year?"
Sun Mo urged: "Hurry!"
Snapped!
The skill book shattered and turned into a spot of light, which shot into the center of Sun Mo's eyebrows, and then the ups and downs of the dragon's roar began to appear in his brain.
"Ganli Niang, what a noise!"
Sun Mo had a headache and felt like he was being disturbed to death.
Fortunately, this process only lasted three minutes, otherwise it would have turned into a lunatic.
Sun Mo waited for a while, but there was still no movement in the hall, so a deep sound came from his throat.
Duanmuli had the keenest sense and looked over at once.
Soon, other people also noticed the noise caused by Sun Mo.
"What is this for?"
"In a cadence, does it sound like a language?"
"It can't be dragon language, right?"
Everyone murmured.
A famous teacher who was over a hundred years old, his eyes lit up, he brushed his white hair, moved towards Sun Mo, and listened more carefully.
"Hey, it would be great if this was at Zhongzhou University!"
Sun Mo lamented that that school was his own territory and he could clear it out if he wanted. If Sun Mo said such words here, he would definitely make countless enemies.
"Master Sun, how about playing a round of infinite challenge mode?"
A famous teacher said that he came here to watch Sun Mo fight and didn't want to waste time watching him bark like a silly boy.
"Is there a dragon here? Just give it a squeak, and I've spent two hundred thousand favorability points. Why don't you let me hear it?"
Sun Mo's words were no longer respectful and were full of self-deprecation and joking, because he felt that he might have been taken advantage of.
There must be a secret here, but only the core personnel of Fulong Academy are qualified to know it.
"What regrets and wishes do you have? I can help you fulfill them!"
Sun Mo tried to communicate, but it was to no avail. There was no way, he couldn't keep wasting it, but the moment he left the hall, the dragon roar sounded.
"Fuck!"
Sun Mo couldn't help but curse, because this dragon roar was different from the ones just now, and could be understood using the ancient dragon language he had just learned.