"Bah, you still want to snatch my white deer? Is it worthy of you to show your virtue by not peeing in it?"
Wu Yeqin spat at the two unconscious students who fell to the ground. If the school rules did not allow him to continue attacking after the enemy lost the ability to resist, he would have to maim them.
Just because of these two guys, I had new injuries, and there wasn't much remaining spiritual energy left.
"No, if this continues, I will never be able to bring Bai Lu back to the finish line safely. I have to find a way!"
Wu Yeqin is the third ranked student in seventh grade, ranking among the top 30 in the entire school.
In addition to his combat prowess, his IQ is also quite high.
This time at the Autumn Hunting Festival, Wu Yeqin had great luck. He picked up this white deer an hour after the start. However, according to the rules, he had to stay on the grassland for at least three days before he could return.
With the White Deer, troubles ensue. After all, the White Deer is not small. Carrying this thing on its back without any cover is really too blinking.
So before the day was over, Wu Yeqin had played a total of eight games, and three of them were one-on-one games.
Although he had won everything and Bai Lu was still in hand, he felt that he was almost reaching his limit.
"It was a miscalculation. I was so happy because I suddenly got a white deer that I forgot that whoever gets the white deer will be the target of public criticism."
Unfortunately, in this world, there is no regret for buying medicine, and the rules of the competition are that those who get the white deer cannot bury it and hide it, but must always keep it with them.
"Is it possible that we need to find someone to form a team?"
Wu Yeqin wanted to take the first place, but judging from the current situation, he couldn't do it: "Or, I simply pretended to be defeated, gave the white deer to the other party, and then followed quietly until the third day.
When the time comes, will we take action again?"
During this period, Bailu will definitely change hands several times.
Wu Yeqin was thinking about it and was about to sit down to rest and bandage his wounds when he saw a girl rushing into the poplar forest.
"Ganli Niang, there is someone!"
Wu Yeqin cursed, holding a knife in his right hand. Instead of running away, he quickly took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine bag, opened the cork, and poured out a pill...
“What a quick response!”
Xian Yuwei kept staring at Wu Yeqin. When she saw this scene, her heart trembled. She had met a master.
She actually doesn't want to be tough, but wants the opponent to run away, because her physical strength is an advantage, so she can wear down her opponent first.
But the opponent did not act rashly and took the medicine decisively...
Well, I didn’t take the pills either!
Xian Yuwei was about to cry but had no tears. How much you look down on me! Then she began to focus more.
"Don't be afraid, I can win!"
Xian Yuwei growled, "I will fight for the teacher."
In the past, it was impossible for Xian Yuwei to observe so many things, but now, she has done it. This is all due to the teacher's good teaching.
"Third grader?"
Wu Yeqin glanced at Xian Yuwei's collar at first glance, where there were three lines of silver embroidered on it.
Fulong Academy uses this method to distinguish grades.
Even if Wu Yeqin was at the end of his strength, he would not worry about defeating a junior school girl, so he packed up the pills.
If this kind of thing is taken continuously in a short period of time, the body will become resistant to the drug, so the efficacy of the drug will be greatly reduced, so it should be reserved for critical moments.
The next moment, Wu Yeqin's eyes fell on Xian Yuwei's face, wanting to observe her fighting ability through her expression.
But who knew that as soon as he looked over, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he felt like he was amazed.
This girl is so beautiful!
Except for a little bit of baby fat, she has no shortcomings at all. What's even more attractive is her height, which is half a head taller than him. Look at these two long legs, running...
"Why does it feel a bit like a wild boar? This aura is a bit reckless!"
Wu Yeqin was speechless. On the grassland, everyone likes to use wild horses as a metaphor for women, not only in terms of body shape, but also in terms of character.
Taming wild horses is the favorite of every prairie man.
But this beautiful girl in front of me really looks like a wild boar.
"Hey, what's your name?"
Wu Yeqin said: "Actually, we can cooperate. After all, according to the past experience of hunting kings, one person cannot bring the white deer back."
"I won't give you the chance to delay."
Xian Yuwei shouted loudly, suddenly accelerated, rushed to Wu Yeqin's side, and punched him.
"Hey, that's pretty smart."
The purpose of Wu Yeqin's proposal was to buy more time to recover his spiritual energy, but unfortunately his opponent saw through it.
Then we can only fight.
Wu Yeqin used offense instead of defense, slashing furiously with her scimitar, hoping to defeat this wild boar girl before her spiritual energy was exhausted. Even if she couldn't be defeated, she could just be injured.
No matter how bad it is, you can still give him a blow.
It's just that Wu Yeqin's idea is good, but the reality is too skinny.
When he saw that Xian Yuwei was facing his killing blow, her fists did not dodge or dodge, but she punched her directly. He was still thinking, is the opponent Silly Boyi? Or a weak rookie? When the pink fist and scimitar collided
.
boom!
A strong force struck, causing the scimitar to swing away with Wu Yeqin's arm, revealing the middle door.
"What?"
Wu Yeqin was shocked, knowing that he was going to be attacked. He had no time to defend himself with the scimitar, so he could only kick it out with his left foot with all his strength.
Xian Yuwei attacked with both fists.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Among the heavy bombardment was the crisp sound of broken bones.
Click! Click!
ah!
Wu Yeqin yelled and held back. She frowned and wanted to fight back, but Xian Yuwei's speed was too fast.
Bang! Bang!
Two more punches hit Wu Yeqin on the shoulder.
Wu Yeqin immediately fell out like a kite with its string broken, hit the ground with a bang, and passed out.
Xian Yuwei rushed forward two more steps, saw Wu Yeqin unconscious, and scratched her hair in shock.
"Eh? Does this mean you win?"
Wu Yeqin's tactics were right, but he underestimated the enemy. Xian Yuwei's divine power and Bodhidharma's Zhentian Fist were of course unable to defeat Wu Yeqin in his prime, but against a weakling who couldn't kill him instantly, it would be a waste of time.
Mo’s careful teaching over the past two months.
After being stunned for a moment, Xian Yuwei rushed to Wu Yeqin's side, untied the white deer, and then carried it on her body.
"Little deer, don't be afraid, I won't eat you."
Xian Yuwei walked a few steps, then turned back and looked at Wu Yeqin's broken leg. She couldn't bear it, so she found some branches and prepared to help him fix it.
In the poplar forest, two figures were lying on the grass, watching everything in silence.
Like Xian Yuwei, Hu Yande, who rushed over after hearing the fight between Wu Yeqin and two opponents, did not choose to take action, but waited and waited.
Unexpectedly, my caution paid off.
"Let's go."
Hu Yanle urged.
"etc!"
Hu Yande grabbed his brother's arm.
"What's wrong?"
Hu Yanle frowned.
"This girl is amazing!"
Hu Yande reminded.
"Are you stupid? Let's fight two against one."
Hu Yanle was unhappy and threw away his brother's hand.
"That's Wu Yeqin, the third grader in the seventh grade. Even if she fights continuously, it will take a lot of energy, but this beautiful girl can kill him in one blow, which is enough to show how powerful she is."
Hu Yande analysis.
"Besides, we have captured the white deer, what should we do next? Why not just follow it and be the last fisherman."
Xian Yuwei went on the road, but she didn't know that there were two more tails behind her.
…
Looking down from a high altitude, the camp of Fulong Academy was dimly lit.
"Twelve white stars in one day, but it's a pity that it didn't break the record for the highest number of white stars on the first day."
Plum fish is sorry.
She also got five today, which is a mid-level score.
"What you said is too contemptuous of Fulong."
Sun Mo chuckled and didn't take it seriously.
Not to mention that over the course of thousands of years, there will always be some geniuses emerging. In this kind of open competition alone, there are too many loopholes to exploit.
There will always be people who do things like whitening stars.
"I have inquired. In the history of Fulong College, there have been more than a dozen principals who have held this record."
Mei Ziyu handed the finished rabbit meat to Sun Mo: "Do you want to challenge it?"
"No way."
Sun Mo shook his head, too lazy to put in the effort.
The record of Fulong Palace was obtained by him because he couldn't cheat, and Sun Mo knew that during this period, many famous barbarian masters began to challenge the fastest clearance record, just to have their avatars printed on the dragon barrier.
Brush it off.
After all, a Central Plains person breaking the record is a shame for this prestigious school that belongs to the entire barbarian race.
In the current Autumn Hunting Festival, no matter how many stars you get, there will definitely be someone with more stars than you.
Mei Ziyu thought for a while and sighed.
"That's right, as long as it's a game judged by the referee, there will be shady events."
For the sake of the school's honor, it is normal for the referees to make allowances for the talented barbarian teachers.
Just as Sun Mo expected, his performance today scared many people.
Immediately, school leaders held an emergency meeting to discuss solutions.
In short, we cannot let Sun Mo break the record again.
Otherwise, where would the face of the famous prairie teacher be?
Early the next morning, the morning fog filled the air, and by three o'clock in the morning, it had not dissipated much.
A student opened the curtain of the referee's tent.
"how?"
Everyone knows that this is the direct descendant of Big Beard.
"Teacher Sun didn't go out, so he stayed in the tent. However, there were many students who came to ask for advice."
The students reported this.
"It seems that this Sun Mo is also very knowledgeable!"
A famous teacher said with emotion.
All the referees nodded.
If it were me, I would definitely walk around the camp and find as many opportunities to get stars as possible. After all, this performance could break the record.
"Teacher Sun is so generous."
The bearded man laughed at himself: "I suddenly feel that we are very small."
"There is no other way. If we let Sun Mo get another record, will our Fulong's reputation still be lost?"
"Nowadays, these young famous teachers are really getting worse and worse."
"It's not that they don't live up to expectations, it's that Sun Mo is too strong, he's like the only one in his class!"
The famous teachers discussed it a lot.
There is an unwritten rule in festivals like this, that is, famous teachers with six stars or above will be asked questions, but if they answer the question, stars will not be counted.
Because once a high-star famous teacher appears, he will crush the low-star famous teacher. After all, even the stupidest students know that high-star famous teachers are powerful.
"Do you think those six-star old guys are lucky that they don't have to count stars, otherwise they might be beaten by Sun Mo."
"That's for sure. This year is the year of Sun Mo, that's for sure."
"What is the origin of this guy? With such a strong strength, why did he come to our Fulong? Isn't it to secretly learn the Great Wilderness Fulong Sutra?"
The judges were all talking about it.
They felt that there was no problem for Sun Mo to go to Qingtian Academy, so why should he come to the grassland to endure hardships?
"You are also overthinking. Is the Great Wilderness Dragon Scripture a technique that can be learned secretly?"
Murong Ye walked in.
"Vice-Chancellor!"
The referees stood up quickly.
"You all have something to gain, don't talk behind your back."
Murong Ye came to inspect the work and stayed for five minutes. Before leaving, he did not forget to warn: "If anyone offends Sun Mo and makes him have a bad impression of Fulong, don't blame me for being rude."
"Tsk, our vice-principal really appreciates Sun Mo!"
Someone made a sarcastic remark, and there was a lot of envy between the lines.
"Nonsense, if I hadn't known that I had no chance, I would have wanted to recruit Sun Mo into my famous teacher group."
The bearded man left the tent.
To be honest, he really wanted to see how many stars Sun Mo could get if he tried his best.
"What a pity. Why are you from the Central Plains?"
…
There was an endless stream of students in front of Sun Mo's tent all morning. In the end, there were so many students who came to ask questions that there was a long queue.
"I am a famous teacher, not a doctor!"
Sun Mo was speechless, couldn't I escape even if I didn't leave the tent?
In addition to those queuing up, there were also onlookers, who were on three floors inside and three outside. After all, listening to Sun Mo explain the students' problems had broadened their horizons.
Maybe if I encounter similar problems in the future, I will use Sun Mo's method.
Relying on the power of divine insight, Sun Mo could always pinpoint the problems of his students. There were some problems that he really couldn't cure, so he asked the students to consult famous teachers with corresponding knowledge.
For example, if you inhale a lot of elixir energy while refining elixirs, causing an attack of erysipelas, this can be easily solved by going to a great elixir refining master.
All things are interdependent and restrain each other. The more top alchemists are, the deeper their understanding of these elixirs will be.
Although Sun Mo's ancient massage technique can detoxify, the effect is not perfect. He suggested that medicinal stones are the most fundamental solution.
"I wonder how sick Yangzi is doing?"
Sun Mo thought of Tantai Yutang. His blood was full of unknown toxins. He could only relieve his symptoms but could not eradicate them.
Think about it, it’s just a massage technique. If it can achieve this level, it’s already enough. Why do you need a bicycle?
"Next!"
Tuoba Cong stopped competing and stood outside the tent, acting as the janitor for Sun Mo.
"If you charge money, how much can you make?"
Tuoba Cong looked at this long queue and felt that it was lined up with money.
"Teacher, I want to become more beautiful."
A female student who was slightly fat and had pockmarks on her face knelt down.
She had suffered from smallpox when she was a child, but luckily she survived, so she turned into this ugly appearance. The reason why she came to ask Sun Mo was because she felt that he was very knowledgeable and might know about some techniques or secrets that could change the appearance.
Wanyan Zhenghe was standing in the crowd. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but want to curse.
"Gan Li Niang, do you really regard Sun Mo as a god? You are so ugly, how can you turn into a fairy? If Sun Mo does it, then my surname will be yours!"