For the next round, Sun Mo's personal disciples didn't appear even when the sky turned dark.
Ying Baiwu and Li Ziqi felt bored, but the spectators were mesmerized and exclaimed in satisfaction.
For the future of their respective teachers, these disciples were truly fighting with their lives on the line.
Show mercy?
That didn't exist. As long as there was a chance, they would want nothing more than to kill their opponents.
Naturally, the students were fighting so hard because this was a great opportunity for them to enter the Hero Rankings. As long as they could squeeze into the top 64, they would definitely have a chance to enter the rankings.
At that time, fame and fortune would come.
On the second day, the battle began.
For the first round, Ying Baiwu was picked by a young man named Li Feng.
"Sun Mo's disciple, Ying Baiwu, against Wang Meng's disciple, Li Feng."
Tong Yiming announced.
"It's finally my turn!"
Ying Baiwu glanced at Sun Mo, waiting for his instructions.
"Can your body handle it?"
Sun Mo was worried. Ever since the iron-headed girl came to the Darkness Continent, her body had been feeling unwell. If it wasn't for her insistence, Sun Mo would definitely not allow her to fight.
"Much better."
When Ying Baiwu was idle, she would feel dizzy and vomit. Her entire body would swell up and feel uncomfortable. But for the sake of participating in the battle, she had undergone special training in private. After that, she discovered to her surprise that once she fought, her condition would be especially good. Her six senses would be extremely sharp, and her spirit qi would circulate very quickly. It was as though she was in a berserk state.
"You must be careful!"
Sun Mo reminded.
The iron-headed girl nodded. After that, she dashed to the front of the arena and leaped up, doing a somersault in the air.
Her posture was elegant and nimble. In addition to the fact that she was a valiant little beauty, she immediately won a series of cheers.
"What is Sun Mo doing? Why did he send out another little girl? "
The spectators didn't know much and were just here to watch a show. However, the great teachers frowned.
Wasn't Sun Mo a little too arrogant?
"You guys have misunderstood Sun Mo. He is only 22 or 23 years old. Aren't his disciples all little kids?"
Someone helped to explain.
The Saint Gate's rules were very detailed and they would carefully check every great teacher's personal disciple. Things like setting up a contract with some powerful cultivators in private, letting the other party pretend to be a disciple and participate in the competition before canceling the teacher-student relationship after the competition would absolutely not happen.
"Just admit defeat, you won't be able to win against me!"
Li Feng went up. After surveying Ying Baiwu a few times, he shook his head and sighed. "I don't wish to bully a child!"
"In this arena, there is no regret in life or death. I don't want you to regret it when you die!"
Ying Baiwu had a solemn expression on her face. "Hence, we have to go all out."
When Li Feng heard Ying Baiwu's resolute and decisive words and saw her expression of going all out, his expression also turned heavy.
"Sun Mo's method of teaching his disciples isn't bad!"
The great teachers were envious.
Even if they didn't say it out loud, who didn't want their children to worship them and be willing to sacrifice their lives for them?
"Begin!"
After Tong Yiming finished speaking, he retreated to the edge of the arena, trying his best not to affect the battle.
As the sound of his voice faded away, Ying Baiwu rapidly lifted her bow. Her right hand reached into the quiver hanging on her thigh and drew out an Eagle Feather Arrow.
"Naive!"
Li Feng moved and appeared before Ying Baiwu. He then slashed out with his palm.
He was already 29 years old and a middle-aged man who was about to enter his thirties. He didn't feel like killing Ying Baiwu. Hence, he prepared to knock Ying Baiwu's bow away.
"What?"
Ying Baiwu panicked. A look of panic appeared on her face as she staggered backward.
In the eyes of the spectators, they even saw that because she was too anxious and panicked, the arrow she pulled out fell to the ground.
"It's over!"
"She still wants to go up on stage with such a mental fortitude? Is she courting death?"
"There are a few hundred battles, so there must be a few trash matches. Besides, she is so young and lacks experience. She can be forgiven!"
The spectators discussed amongst themselves.
When Li Feng saw this scene, he felt a little unbearable.
"Am I too savage?"
Just when Li Feng was considering if he should show mercy or not, he heard the trembling of the bowstring.
Beng!
At the next second, Li Feng felt an intense pain coming from his shoulder, accompanied by fresh blood splattering.
"What?"
Li Feng was badly shocked. A powerful impact caused him to involuntarily take two steps back.
Tong Yiming's brows twitched.
Ying Baiwu didn't show mercy after gaining the upper hand. Her right hand rapidly pulled the bowstring and directly fired a round of explosive arrows.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The arrow shadows couldn't be seen, only the sound of arrows could be heard.
The distance was too close, and the arrows were traceless. Li Feng was suddenly attacked and didn't know how to defend. Hence, his shoulder, arm, and thigh were pierced through.
Pu! Pu! Pu!
Large bloody holes appeared one after another.
The entire huge martial dojo instantly fell silent.
No one had expected that this young girl would be so savage!
Her attacks were so wild. There was no longer any hint of fear or panic on her beautiful face. Right now, there was only the determination to fight to the death.
"So her expression just now was all an act!"
"Too ruthless. As an archery master, she didn't pull far away to kite but tricked her opponent to get close instead. How much courage does she have to have?"
"Yeah, once she makes a mistake, she would lose."
The great teachers were discussing fervently.
Although Li Feng's cultivation base was high, he was too careless. Moreover, his battle tactics and mentality were lacking.
Before this young girl went up the stage, she had already made her battle tactics clear. Yet, he was still looking down on her.
"Junior sister Baiwu is so impressive, isn't she?"
Lu Zhiruo screamed happily, cheering for the iron-headed young girl.
"Admit defeat, we admit defeat!"
Wang Meng woke up from his shock and hurriedly shouted.
If they continued fighting, even his foundation would be shot to death.
What was the use of having a high cultivation base and strength?
If his opponent stole the initiative and injured him, even a Longevity Realm expert wouldn't be able to turn the situation around.
After that, a wisp of dense resentment arose in his heart.
(What did you say you were careless about?
Now that you've suffered, right?)
Speaking of which, this disciple of Sun Mo was truly ruthless enough!
It wasn't hatred toward the enemy, but ruthlessness toward oneself!
In any case, Wang Meng knew that he wouldn't dare to use this battle tactic.
Li Feng laid on the ground. His countenance was pale, and there was an unbearable sense of shame and indignation. (Why did I lose?
This is simply a humiliation!)
Seeing Wang Meng coming over, Li Feng turned his head away, not daring to meet his gaze.
"My teacher's God Hands can treat your injuries. Don't worry, you won't be crippled."
Ying Baiwu reminded.
"Many thanks for showing mercy!"
Wang Meng clasped his fists. He knew that given her archery skills, she could totally shoot through Li Feng's head.
"For this round, Sun Mo's disciple, Ying Baiwu, wins."
Tong Yiming had just announced when someone shouted.
"Judge, this isn't fair. Her longbow is a saint weapon, right?"
It was one of Wang Meng's disciples. He felt that it was unfair and felt that Ying Baiwu had cheated.
"Shut up!"
Wang Meng turned his head and roared in anger, "A loss is a loss. Don't find excuses."
Wang Meng was someone who wanted face. Ying Baiwu's display of battle wisdom, experience, and brilliance in this round had completely crushed Li Feng.
Li Feng didn't feel any resentment for his loss.
"Good, she can accept her loss and let it go. She's a true great teacher!"
Someone cheered.
Tong Yiming looked toward Ying Baiwu.
The Saint Gate had indeed stipulated that taiji-grade weapons weren't allowed to be used in battles. However, if the opponent didn't pursue this matter, they wouldn't care about it either.
After all, the weapons would definitely be chosen smoothly. Some of the great teachers were extremely wealthy and had long prepared good weapons for their disciples. They couldn't possibly forbid others from using them just because of the competition rules, right?
"My longbow is indeed a saint weapon."
The moment Ying Baiwu spoke, a commotion instantly broke out. Everyone stretched their necks and looked down.
That was a saint weapon. Such a thing was very rare and couldn't be seen normally.
"However, it isn't the longbow's effect that causes the arrows to become transparent. It's the cultivation art I'm cultivating!"
The iron-headed girl explained. She then looked toward the crowd of examinees. "Who has an ordinary longbow? Can you lend it to me?"
"Use mine!"
A young man tossed a longbow over.
Ying Baiwu caught it and shot out two arrows.
No one could see anything, but a few seconds later, two birds fell from the sky.
The arena of the martial dao dojo was half the size of a football field and had no ceiling. Right now, it was noon and the sun was shining brightly.
Si ~
The corpses of the two birds caused many people to draw in a cold gasp.
Wasn't this a little too accurate?
The expression of the fellow who questioned her turned ugly.
"Many thanks for your longbow."
Ying Baiwu returned the bow.
"Pardon me for asking, but what is the name of your cultivation art? What grade is it? "
The young man was curious.
"Wind King Divine Art, peerless-grade saint-tier!"
As Ying Baiwu spoke, she glanced at Sun Mo. "It was imparted to me by my teacher!"
Si ~
Upon hearing the words' peerless-grade saint-tier ', the people in the surroundings couldn't remain calm. They looked at Ying Baiwu with envy. This was a cultivation art of the highest grade!
She had actually learned it at such a young age?
"Sun Mo is breaking the rules even more!"
An old man complained.
In the great teacher world, personal disciples would only be qualified to learn such peerless-grade cultivation arts if they proved their loyalty.
How could they prove it?
They had to work hard for their teacher for tens of years.
Arts weren't easily imparted and Dao wasn't sold cheaply. This was an unspoken rule.
Yet, Sun Mo casually imparted it to others.
(By doing this, the students will compare themselves against each other. It wouldn't be easy to lead everyone's team in the future.)
"Sun Mo also knows a peerless-grade saint-tier archery art?"
Someone was astonished.
"What's so strange about that? I heard that this fellow has mastered several saint-tier cultivation arts. He's actually very good at fighting, but because he scored full marks in the written test three times and is also a spirit rune quasi-ancestor-level spirit rune expert, everyone neglected his combat strength. "
"Not only that, he is also an expert in both calligraphy and painting!"
The great teacher who spoke came from Jiangnan and had heard of many of Sun Mo's deeds.
"His archery art is very strange, but once one is familiar with it, it's just like that. It's impossible for this young girl to win again."
The group of examinees immediately started to analyze Ying Baiwu.
The disparity between their cultivation bases was so great that she was nothing to worry about.
The battle continued.
Wan Xiulin's disciple, Huang Peng, was a tall and burly young man about 21 or 22 years old. He had innate divine strength and could insta-kill his opponent with a single punch.
Jiang Zhitong's disciple was called Xu Cong. He wielded a longsword and was like an elegant young master. However, his attacks were ruthless and chopped off his opponent's arm with a single move.
He did this because he wanted to scare everyone and plant a shadow in their hearts.
Sun Mo originally wanted to see the standard of Zhang Wentao's disciple, but it was the little sunny egg's turn.
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