Chapter 605 Sun Mo's Students Are Too Powerful, Right?

"Junior Brother Xuanyuan, come on!"

Lu Zhiruo waved her small fist and cheered for her younger brother.

Xuanyuan Po waved his hand casually, and rushed to the arena impatiently. Seeing no one, he couldn't help shouting: "Fei Cheng, come up quickly!"

"Old... teacher!"

Fei Cheng was nervous. It was the first time for him to be surrounded by so many people, not to mention that he was standing not far from Sun Mo, and he had completely witnessed the scene where Teacher Sun was pointing the candidate.

It's really powerful. The students taught by such a famous teacher are probably quite sharp, right?

"I'm going to fight with Teacher Sun's direct disciple!"

Fei Cheng felt that he was going cold.

"Don't be afraid. A 16-year-old boy, no matter how strong he is, is limited. Don't forget, you are at the ninth level of body forging."

The ordinary-looking but optimistic personal teacher encouraged Fei Cheng: "Come on, if you beat him, you will become famous in one battle."

"Yes, beat him and become famous!"

Fei Cheng took a deep breath and regained his confidence. Who doesn't have two arms and two legs, I don't believe you can crush me?

Thinking about the years of cold and heat that he had experienced, and thinking about the medicinal bath he had taken, he could fill a small lake. Fei Cheng felt that he could win!

"Go!"

Optimistic patted Fei Cheng on the back: "Go and win the first victory!"

"Um!"

Fei Cheng trotted forward a few steps, then jumped onto the stand.

I have to say, this action is quite handsome, but when Fei Cheng looked at Xuanyuan Po again, he couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart, his feet softened, and he almost twisted his ankle.

There was no way, this Xuanyuan Po's eyes were really terrifying, like a violent bear who had been hungry for a winter and saw a luscious honeycomb flowing with golden honey.

Are you going to eat me?

Fei Cheng straightened his back, muttering, self-encouraging, I am the ninth body training! I am the ninth body forging!

"Xuanyuan Po, God Refinement Realm, please advise!"

Xuanyuan Po performed the ceremony.

belch!

Fei Cheng was so startled that he almost bit his tongue off, and subconsciously looked at the teacher with a bitter expression.

Even if it is good, there is a limit to how strong it is?

In the end, you gave me a god-refining realm, how can I fight this?

"Salute, don't be stunned!"

Xuanyuan Po urged.

"Gudu!"

Fei Cheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and didn't dare to say it. He felt that his head might be smashed to death as soon as he finished speaking.

"Xuanyuan Po on the 19th, please pay attention to etiquette!"

The examiner warned, but there was a hint of surprise and curiosity on his face. You must know that if the sixteen-year-old spirit refining realm did not rise by taking medicinal pills, it would be an absolute genius.

In the junior group, it is no problem to reach the top 12.

so,

Sun Mo's title of two-star master teacher has been stabilized.

"Master Sun, congratulations!"

"Master Sun, I didn't expect your personal inheritance to be so powerful!"

"God Refining Realm, tsk tsk!"

The candidates around the arena have five flavors in their hearts.

In this match, he was about to lose, so Fei Cheng was under a lot of pressure. He didn't know whether to abstain or not, so he kept glancing at the teacher for an answer.

After experiencing the initial discomfort and depression, the optimistic teacher calmed down, looked at Fei Cheng, and laughed.

"Don't think too much, if you want to gain experience, just play a game, don't care about me."

As soon as these words came out, many candidates showed admiration for this famous teacher.

According to the rules, Fei Cheng abstained from voting, kept his strength, and went all out to deal with the next game. The possibility of promotion was the greatest, but now, his teacher told him not to care about him and do what he wanted.

You must know that it is too difficult for candidates to reach this level, and they give up so easily.

"Teacher, what's your suggestion?"

Seeing the teacher's familiar smile, Fei Cheng suddenly calmed down.

"Fight, after all, this kind of opponent is rare, every battle is a boost for you!"

The optimistic teacher looked at Xuanyuan Po and spoke highly of him.

"it is good!"

Fei Cheng took a deep breath, and then clasped his fists: "Fei Cheng, the ninth-level body forging, please advise!"

Xuanyuan Po frowned: "Your rank is too low, it's boring to fight, but this is a personal battle, you shouldn't abstain, then go all out to defend, and you won't get hurt!"

The voice fell, and the fighting ghost rushed out.

"Is it a radical way to force me to attack?"

Fei Cheng guessed that he originally planned to defend, because in this way he could see more of the opponent's moves, but before the results were analyzed, the opponent had already appeared in front of him.

Long spear thrust.

"So fast!"

Fei Cheng was taken aback, his wrist turned sharply, and the long knife twisted up, trying to miss the silver spear.

Ding!

Fei Cheng's face changed greatly after a metal crashing sound, and his strength was not small, but the long knife hit the silver spear, as if it had hit a city gate, and remained motionless.

Then the spear stabbed Fei Cheng's shoulder, and followed it to the right.

boom!

Fei Cheng was like a kite with a broken string, which was thrown more than ten meters away and fell off the ring.

"Win!"

Lu Zhiruo cheered.

Except for Papaya, the entire arena was silent.

This...is this too strong?

At least two-thirds of the students present did not see Xuanyuan Po's move clearly.

"Did he get the age wrong? Should he go to the senior group?"

No wonder this student questioned, Xuanyuan Po was really too tall, he was definitely over 1.9 meters, right? And this muscle is like cast iron.

It's just that the student was slapped on the forehead by his direct teacher as soon as he finished speaking.

"Be careful!"

Teacher reminds.

With Sun Mo's fame, he shouldn't be ruined for cheating, and even if this young man was placed in the adult group, he probably would have beaten him.

Of course, even if Sun Mo wants to cheat, you are a censor of the Holy Gate for free food, right? They have several methods of detecting age.

"My junior brother is fifteen years old this year, there is absolutely no problem."

Lu Zhiruo's little ear moved, and she immediately refuted that our victory was absolutely dignified.

"Master Sun, I'm sorry!"

Hearing this, the teacher apologized again.

"It's okay!"

Sun Mo understands other people's doubts very well, because the fighting ghost is indeed unreasonably strong. If it is not for the insight of the gods who has read the data of this kid, he will doubt whether the fighting ghost is lying about his age.

"gone!"

Sun Mo urged that after the game was over, he would go to watch the Baiwu match.

First round, advance!

Another competition started, but not only those candidates, but even the examiners couldn't help but stare at Xuanyuan Po's back.

Is Sun Mo the illegitimate child of the goddess of luck?

Actually found such a powerful personal biography, look at this steel-like body, born to be a killing machine.

The examiner can guarantee that even if Ya Sheng sees it, he will covet.

There are some geniuses, like Xuanyuan Po, who are so talented that even an idiot can see that they are very powerful, because they are like the gold-headed gold that has been washed to the ground by the river water.

"But if Xuanyuan Po performs too well, I don't know if he can keep it!"

The examiner was a little worried. Although it is not authentic to poach students, it is not uncommon in the famous teacher circle.

...

When Sun Mo and Lu Zhiruo arrived at the Group C arena, they saw that the atmosphere here was extremely solemn, and everyone around them was staring at the two of them.

Because the game is really exciting and cruel.

"Although that girl is lower in rank, she is ruthless enough to exchange injuries for injuries. Anyway, she won't make her opponent feel better!"

A candidate pointed her students on the spot: "Look, her opponent's offensive has slowed down, which means she's cowardly."

"Who is this from? It's so powerful that the teacher didn't come to watch the battle? Was it raised by the stepmother?"

Some students scolded.

"It's Junior Sister Baiwu!"

When Lu Zhiruo saw that the iron-headed girl in the ring was already bleeding, she became anxious.

Swish!

Hearing Papaya Niang's shout, everyone turned their heads and saw Sun Mo, and then they became envious and jealous. You are already so powerful, why are you still so strong in your direct disciples?

Be a person and leave a mouthful of soup for others!

"teacher!"

Li Ziqi, Jiang Leng, and Tantai Yutang all came over when they heard the movement.

"How was your game?"

Xuanyuan Po raised his eyebrows when he saw the dead face.

"Small victory!"

Jiang Leng is very modest.

"Have a chance to fight!"

Xuanyuan broke the contract.

"what's the situation?"

Sun Mo asked.

"The opponent is very strong."

Li Ziqi smiled wryly, the two Spirit Refinement realms were facing each other, this was simply the final stage of the final.

Sun Mo stared at the boy.

Du Cu, codenamed Ding San, fourteen years old, in the Spirit Refinement Realm!

Power 18, excellent!

Wisdom 18, excellent.

Agility 18, excellent.

Endurance 18, excellent.

Will 16, this may be the only shortcoming.

...

Potential value, high.

Remarks, after undergoing spiritual pattern surgery, more than 70% of the skin of the body is covered by seven spiritual patterns, which provide absolute strength, rapid agility, long-lasting endurance, rapid healing, and absorption of spiritual energy for a period of time.

Remarks, because of the existence of the spirit pattern, before the age of 20, the strength is excellent, but after that, the body is overdrawn, and the strength will continue to decline until death.

Sun Mo's brows were furrowed. If it was the spirit pattern inscribed on Du Cu by his own teacher, then he would be an inhuman bastard.

No matter how you think about it, a student would not be reckless enough to engrave so many parts with spiritual patterns.

"Jiang Leng, are you familiar with his fighting style?"

Sun Mo instantly thought of the manor Jiang Leng mentioned, because the person who can inscribe these spirit patterns is definitely a spirit pattern master, and such a master would generally not ignore the future of his students.

"I was just about to tell you that I learned some of his fighting skills."

Jiang Leng's face became more gloomy.

"what?"

Li Ziqi was startled, but then lowered her voice: "Teacher, this kind of topic is not appropriate to talk about on this occasion."

"Um!"

Sun Mo nodded and paid attention to the arena. If Bai Wu had three strengths and two weaknesses, he would surely set fire to the manor.

...

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Li Zhuifeng praised.

"The opponent is too rubbish, it's boring!"

Ding Yi pouted: "I think we can take the top three!"

"That would be too exaggerated, it will be discovered, just win a championship!"

Li Chaifeng laughed, and when he reached the Group C arena, he couldn't help frowning when he saw Ding San was in a hard fight. Why was the first game so difficult?

"Junior Sister Baiwu, come on!"

When Li Zhuifeng heard this voice, he took advantage of the situation and looked over, wanting to know whose personal biography it was, but his eyes instantly widened and he was stunned.