As the saying went, those who didn't incur the jealousy of others were mediocre.
Sun Mo's popularity in the great teacher world was also mixed. Among the younger generation, the majority of people revered him and viewed him as a role model, wanting to surpass him.
In the eyes of the older seniors, Sun Mo was a great villain. He was someone who only cared about being in the limelight, spoiling the atmosphere, and making it hard for their team to lead.
Did they know what it meant to blend in with the light?
Did they know that they must always maintain respect for their seniors?
To put it bluntly, these seniors hated Sun Mo. They felt that they had lost face because they were inferior to Sun Mo.
It was like an old employee who had worked for 20 years and earned 3,000 yuan a month. His life was ordinary and his days were ordinary, but a new employee suddenly joined the company.
Damn, the new employee's business capabilities were so strong that he could beat everyone else. He could even get 30,000 yuan a month. Moreover, the beautiful female employees who often treated him harshly also surrounded him and asked him about his well-being.
Who could endure this?
(Let alone me slandering him in private, if there's a chance, I really want to hit him when he's down.)
Therefore, many people cheered when they saw Helian Beifang being eliminated.
"He finally defeated another one!"
A 6-star great teacher felt comfortable.
"That's right. If this kid's students were to squeeze into the top ten, how can we still be great teachers? We'd just commit mass suicide! "
Everyone echoed. They felt the breeze caressing their faces and the sun was shining brightly.
"Wait a minute, I remember that this kid comprehended the self-taught skill and is already an intern great teacher. It's not important whether he can fight or not!"
An old man suddenly interjected.
Swoosh!
The surroundings instantly fell silent. The group of old fellows had unsightly expressions as if their mouths were stuffed with dog feces. There was no need to mention how unbearable it was.
(Why must you say such a cruel truth?)
(Can't you let us be happy for a while?)
...
The competition continued. Many people wanted to see Sun Mo's students continue to be eliminated, but they were destined to be disappointed.
Xuanyuan Po continued to advance triumphantly. Under his silver spear, no one was a match for him.
The combat addict's body was perfect. His strength, speed, and endurance were all at the most perfect level.
In terms of technique, the combat addict's hard work had allowed him to accumulate a large amount of combat experience. In addition, he was using top-notch martial skills. There were no flaws at all.
In the end, there was only ruthlessness left.
A top graduate from the Westshore Military School wanted to perish together. However, Xuanyuan Po was even more fearless than him, scaring him into giving up halfway.
At this point, everyone could see that he was a martial arts addict who cared about nothing but fighting. Up until now, only Ceng Sheng, Yuan Yuan, Zhan Fan, and Zou Long could stop him.
Because of the arrangement of the competition schedule, if Sun Mo's disciples wanted to fight amongst themselves, they could only do so after the championship battle.
This wasn't considered taking care of anyone. No matter who had so many personal disciples participating in the tournament, it would be arranged this way.
Ying Baiwu's victory was even easier. This was because this peerless-grade saint-tier archery technique included both solo and group attacks. In addition to her peak-grade movement art, there was an 80% to 90% chance that her opponents wouldn't be able to get close to her and could only passively endure her attacks.
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And this was under the premise that they weren't allowed to use spirit rune pistols. Otherwise, if Ying Baiwu waited for her opponent to get close, she would directly take out her pistol and fire three consecutive shots, blasting her opponent's brain juice into the air.
Ying Baiwu's combat style was gorgeous and beautiful. This naturally caused many young people to fall in love with her archery. This caused the weapons shops in the city to start selling like hotcakes, allowing them to earn a huge sum of money.
The person who made people the most surprised was Jiang Leng.
Everyone felt that this young man with the word 'trash' above his head was a noob. But when he defeated the top graduate from the Dragon Subduing Academy, the audience suddenly discovered that they had misjudged him.
"The Dragonspirit Manor carefully selected tens of thousands of young men and women with outstanding aptitudes from all over the nine provinces to conduct the most advanced spirit rune experiments. In the end, Jiang Leng's batch was eliminated, leaving only him. Just thinking about it, one would know how terrifying an achievement this is!"
When Li Ziqi was chatting with Jiang Leng, she had inquired about his experiences.
In those cruel trials, even if you went all out, you would still be eliminated if you got the last place. This was because Bai Wenzhang didn't need trash.
In terms of physique and aptitude, Jiang Leng wasn't inferior to geniuses like Zou Long. In fact, he might even surpass them in terms of actual combat. But why did Sun Mo assign him to the second tier?
This was because the experiment had damaged his body and damaged his origin.
If it wasn't for Sun Mo, Jiang Leng would have died a long time ago.
And now, he was standing on the arena, slaughtering his way through.
"I'm fighting for Teacher!"
Jiang Leng was extremely ruthless because he wanted to become the champion and gift it to his teacher.
Compared to her three senior martial siblings, Xianyu Wei's advancement more or less depended on some luck.
After going through so many rounds of competition, even if the contestants had bodies forged from steel, they would still be injured and fatigued.
This would definitely cause their combat strength to drop by a portion.
However, Sun Mo's disciples didn't have such a problem.
The spring water, beauty medicine packet, giant medicine packet, lover protection medicine, and the most important ancient massaging technique allowed their condition to be maintained above 95 points.
This was a great advantage for them.
Of course, the grassland girl was also very strong.
She was born with divine strength and her aptitude was off the charts. It was just that her comprehension abilities were slightly inferior. However, this was only when compared to absolute geniuses like Xuanyuan Po and Ying Baiwu. Even among elite students, the grassland girl was still at the top.
Her greatest problem was that the standard of her first personal teacher was too poor, wasting a few years of her time. During the most important period of her life, she didn't have a solid foundation.
Although she had gone through Sun Mo's guidance, Sun Mo had gone to the Impasse Prison for the past four years. Although Xianyu Wei had cultivated diligently under the guidance of Li Ziqi and An Xinhui, the effect was inferior to Sun Mo's guidance.
In the third round, Xuanyuan Po's group of four had all passed.
The Hero Battle was led by the Nine Greats, and it was a great competition that everyone in the world knew about. Hence, this result also caused Sun Mo's name to be known by everyone.
In history, there had never been a great teacher's four disciples who had entered the finals together.
In the morning, Xianyu Wei opened the door and was preparing to go to Cai Jia Alley to buy meat buns. In the end, she was frightened by the long queue in the alley.
Bang!
The grassland girl closed the door.
"It's finally open!"
"Don't be anxious! Everyone, line up properly! "
"Quiet down, can you guys afford to be punished for disturbing Great Teacher Sun's rest?"
Everyone made a ruckus, but they instantly quietened down, worried that they would be chased away by Sun Mo.
Lu Zhiruo leaned against the wall and glanced at them. "What are these people here for?"
Very soon, the papaya girl knew.
More than half of these people were here to acknowledge Sun Mo as their teacher. The remaining ones didn't have children yet, but they wanted to invite Sun Mo to a banquet and build a good relationship with him in advance.
Sun Mo didn't like such social interactions. Hence, he used the excuse of teaching his students and got a servant to hang up a signboard saying that the door was closed.
However, Sun Mo had no way to reject the invitations of some major characters.
In society, face was the most important thing. If he didn't give face to others today, others would hit him when he was down tomorrow.
After entering the finals, the contestants could rest for two days after each round. It was better than nothing.
The first match of the fourth round was Xianyu Wei against Yuan Yuan.
Three minutes later, Sun Mo, who was watching the battle, spoke.
"Xianyu, just give up!"
It was already impossible for her to agree.
Yuan Yuan's attack prowess was too terrifying. Xianyu Wei could only defend and couldn't retaliate at all. If it wasn't for the explosive defense of her Buddha Fist, she would have been defeated.
The grassland girl gritted her teeth, not wanting to admit defeat.
For the sake of her teacher, she had to get into the top five at the very least.
"Just admit defeat. I will help you win back your share!"
Jiang Leng persuaded.
"Judge, give up!"
Sun Mo directly made the decision for Xianyu Wei.
In the later rounds, Jiang Leng won against Zou Long, but Ying Baiwu lost to Ceng Sheng.
Ceng Sheng was a spirit controller and could summon seven spiritual beasts at once. After Ying Baiwu shot five of them to death, he also defeated the iron-headed girl who had almost exhausted all her spirit qi.
This battle lasted for a quarter of an hour.
When the match ended, intense applause rang out.
Because Ceng Sheng had resisted for a very long time, everyone saw Ying Baiwu's myriad of archery techniques. Or rather, this basically became an exhibition of her archery skills.
Everyone was mesmerized as they watched. Their evaluation of the iron-headed girl who had lost grew even higher.
"Wait a minute!"
After seeing Ying Baiwu getting off the stage, Ceng Sheng called out to her. His expression was unsightly as he asked, "Why didn't you fly into the sky? Are you looking down on me? "
"If I flew, would you still be able to win?"
Ying Baiwu counter-asked.
"If we haven't fought before, how do you know I won't be able to win?"
Ceng Sheng wasn't convinced.
Ying Baiwu couldn't be bothered to reply to such a senseless question.
"Damn it!"
Ceng Sheng cursed. Actually, he knew that he wouldn't be able to win. Ying Baiwu could fly into the air and shoot randomly, and he could only take a beating.
(This can't do. I have to get a flying spiritual beast.)
Sigh!
It was all Sun Mo's fault for inventing the Imperial Sky Spirit Rune. In the future, encountering opponents who could fly would probably be the norm.
...
The last match of this round was Xuanyuan Po against Zhan Fan. The battle was the most fascinating one so far in this competition.
Zhan Fan, who came from the Westshore Military School, exuded an iron-blooded aura. With a steel blade in his hand, he exuded a heroic aura.
If he didn't succeed, he would die trying.
Zhan Fan came to fight the combat addict with the resolution to die.
What championship? What ranking? What tempering his techniques? He didn't care about all of them. he only wanted to win.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Zhan Fan brandished his blade and was like a tempest, blasting toward Xuanyuan Po. With each slash of his blade, a tornado would appear on the stage.
These tornadoes would shoot out wind blades, shooting toward the combat addict with no blind spots.
"Too terrifying!"
Lu Zhiruo's little face turned pale. If she was in his shoes, she would have long since been sliced into pieces.
"Zhan Fan cultivates the Whirlwind Battle Art, a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art. When he slashes out with his blade, it's like a gust of wind, like a thunderstorm, like violent waves. In the end, he would become one with the blade, transforming into a blade rainbow that would slash apart his natural enemies. This is a peak-level blade art. "
Sun Mo praised, "This is a peak-level blade art. As for him, he has already achieved a small success in it and has touched the charm of the 'dao'."
"However, he will still lose!"
Li Ziqi interjected.
"Why?"
After Xianyu Wei asked, she hurriedly explained, "I'm not speaking up for him. I just want to know the reason."
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