"Mufeng, it's taboo to be arrogant and conceited. In the number one hero battle of the Nine Provinces that just ended, Great Teacher Sun's personal disciples dominated the rankings."
Wei Ziyou reprimanded, "You can't possibly think that Great Teacher Sun's title as the number one in the Nine Provinces is just a boast, right?"
Bai Mufeng's heart skipped a beat. He knew that he had overestimated himself and quickly lowered his head to apologize.
"Teacher, I'm sorry. I was blind!"
"There's no need to apologize. You're still a child!"
Sun Mo smiled. "That's true. Your clan has a long history of learning. If you have any questions, you can just ask your father. Headmaster, why don't we change to someone else?"
"Teacher Sun, why must you lower yourself to his level?"
Wei Ziyou smiled bitterly.
Sun Mo didn't reply directly. Instead, he looked at Bai Mufeng's opponent. At this moment, he felt very disappointed. "What's your name?"
"Teacher, this student's surname is Tang, and his name is Zhan!"
Tang Zhan saluted respectfully.
"Can I have a look?"
Sun Mo stretched out his hand.
"I couldn't ask for more!"
Tang Zhan was overjoyed. Sun Mo's God Hands had already become a household name in the various famous schools.
Sun Mo started from Tang Zhan's shoulder blade and pinched all the way down to check his body.
"Compared to the strength of your upper limbs, you haven't trained your lower body enough. For the Eight Moons Sword Technique, it places a lot of emphasis on body movements. It emphasizes on winning by striking first."
As Sun Mo performed the ancient massage technique, he explained, "Don't act hastily and don't think about winning with a single strike. This set of sword moves relies on layers of pressure, accumulating small advantages until you win against your opponent."
To put it bluntly, it was to grind the opponent to death.
Tang Zhan smiled bitterly. His personal teacher had also said something similar, but as a young man, who didn't like to kill his opponent in one hit?
"Don't even think about changing cultivation methods!"
Sun Mo warned, "If this was chosen by your teacher, it means that he is very familiar with you. If you listen to him, you'll definitely be able to grow into a top-notch sword hero."
"Can I become a Sword Saint?"
When Tang Zhan said this, he secretly glanced at Bai Mufeng. Obviously, this was his target.
"Sure!"
Sun Mo's answer was without hesitation, but in fact, Tang Zhan couldn't become a sword saint due to his physical aptitude. This wasn't a problem that could be solved by changing a cultivation art.
If it was when he first became a teacher, Sun Mo would definitely tell them the truth. But now, his mentality had changed.
Sometimes, a white lie was also a way to help students improve.
Boom!
The genie appeared and massaged Tang Zhan's legs amidst a series of exclamations.
Five minutes later, his meridians were unobstructed and his blood vessels expanded.
Boom!
A lot of Spiritual Qi was poured into Tang Zhan's body.
"Teacher …"
Tang Zhan was overjoyed. "I feel like I'm about to advance!"
"Calm down and guard your mind. Don't let your imagination run wild!"
Sun Mo instructed.
Three minutes later, Tang Zhan successfully promoted to the first rank.
"Teacher, thank you for your guidance!"
Tang Zhan knelt down and kowtowed. He had been stuck at the bottleneck for half a year. He didn't expect that he would break through just by being pinched by Sun Mo.
God Hands was truly amazing!
"They are all geniuses!"
Looking at the surrounding students, Sun Mo felt envious.
"Mu Feng, what are you waiting for?"
Wei Ziyou urged.
"Teacher, I beg for your guidance!"
Bai Mufeng bowed respectfully, but he was thinking in his heart that even if Sun Mo couldn't give any constructive suggestions, God Hands weren't fake. It would be good if he could experience it for himself.
"Your father is a swordsman?"
Sun Mo had one hand behind his back as he calmly surveyed Bai Mufeng.
"My father is a swordsaint."
When Bai Mufeng said this, his face was filled with pride.
"Helian, come and spar with him!"
Sun Mo instructed.
"Roger!"
Helian Beifang stepped up.
"Why isn't it Senior Jiang?"
Bai Mufeng looked toward Jiang Leng. If there were no surprises, this young man with long hair covering his forehead should be that Jiang Leng who had fought his way into the finals of the first hero battle.
If he wanted to fight, he had to choose a stronger opponent.
"Why? Are you looking down on me? "
Helian Beifang chortled. "I'll give you a handicap of 30 moves. If you can injure me, I'll be your slave for three years."
As a man from the plains, Helian Beifang was an extremely proud man deep in his bones.
"I don't dare!"
Bai Mufeng no longer wasted his breath and went up the arena.
Helian Beifang did what he said, only defending and not attacking.
Bai Mufeng was angered when he saw this. He attacked with every move, hoping to defeat Helian Beifang within 30 moves. However, things didn't go according to his wishes.
The 30 moves agreement had just ended when Helian Beifang drew his blade.
Vast Waves Slash!
Swoosh!
Helian's swift blade was like a raging river pouring down in torrents, crashing against the shore.
Boom!
Bai Mufeng blocked the blade, but he basically couldn't block this blade force. Leaving aside the fact that he was sent flying out of the arena, the longsword in his hand also flew out of his grasp.
Bang!
Bai Mufeng fell to the ground and was in a daze.
"What a handsome blade art!"
Wei Ziyou couldn't help but applaud.
The spectators were all geniuses. Hence, they could tell how outstanding Helian's blade was.
The most important thing was that this move of his was the superior-grade earth-tier Vast Waves Blade Art. It was very common in Jixia Learning Palace and anyone could learn it.
Being able to unleash the blade force of a peak-grade cultivation art from an ordinary cultivation art meant that his attainments in blade arts were extremely high.
"Helian, pay attention to your limits!"
Li Ziqi pointed out.
She knew that Helian was intentionally teaching Bai Mufeng a lesson because he was disrespectful to his teacher.
"Cough cough, again!"
Bai Mufeng coughed twice and struggled to stand up. He picked up his longsword and prepared to fight again.
"Do you understand where you are lacking?"
Sun Mo asked.
"Absolute strength?"
Bai Mufeng pondered, feeling a little unconvinced. "If my cultivation realm is the same as his, I definitely won't lose."
"Helian, come and tell him!"
Sun Mo also took the opportunity to test Calabash Brother.
"Your sword intent is too weak."
Helian shrugged. When he fought against Xuanyuan Po, the moment the combat addict used his spear, he felt as though he had fallen into a forest of spears and would be riddled with holes at any moment.
"Since your father is a sword saint, is he satisfied with you learning the sword?"
Sun Mo counter-asked.
"I'm the son of the first wife. If I don't learn the sword, could it be that I will let those bastards inherit this cultivation art?"
Bai Mufeng rolled his eyes.
"You are evenly matched with Tang Zhan, and you can even win him. However, in terms of sword intent, you are far inferior to him!"
Sun Mo guided.
Bzz!
A commotion broke out in the surroundings because Sun Mo's words implied that Bai Mufeng's aptitude was inferior to Tang Zhan.
Bai Mufeng's countenance immediately turned unsightly. He stiffened his neck and retorted, "But I won!"
"You can still win now, but one year later, you won't be able to win against him anymore!"
Sun Mo didn't get angry because of Bai Mufeng's attitude. "If I'm not wrong, you have challenged the senior swordsmen in your school before, but in the end, you lost all of them!"
Bai Mufeng wanted to explain but was interrupted by Sun Mo.
"Don't find excuses to say that your realm is inferior and your spirit qi is insufficient. It's purely because your aptitude isn't as good as others. Your limit in learning the sword ends here."
Hua!
A commotion broke out in the surroundings. Everyone widened their eyes in shock.
Because Sun Mo's words could be considered as a death sentence for Bai Mufeng.
A son of the first wife of a sword saint actually had no aptitude in learning the sword?
This must be fake, right?
"If your father is really a sword saint, then he must have suggested you to learn other weapons, such as spear arts!"
Sun Mo said bluntly, "Remember, what determines a person's upper limit is always talent. Although it sounds cruel, this is the reality.
"Young man, whether you worship your father and want to become a sword saint or simply want to learn a top-notch sword art, I advise you to calm down and change to another weapon. Be patient and listen to your father's advice. He definitely won't harm you."
Bzz!
Golden light circled around Sun Mo's body. After that, spots of light shot out.
"It's Priceless Advice!"
Someone exclaimed in shock. This meant that Sun Mo wasn't speaking nonsense and was really thinking for Bai Mufeng. If not, he wouldn't have activated the great teacher halo.
Bai Mufeng was stunned. It wasn't just because of the halo. It was also because his father had once said this to him. However, he felt that his father doted on that vixen's concubine, and that his love extended to the mistress' son she gave birth to.
(I don't have aptitude in learning the sword?)
Bai Mufeng didn't believe it. He felt that his father wanted to give everything in the clan to that brat. That was why his father made up such words to deceive him.
But now, Sun Mo said the same thing to his father.
"Saint, let's go!"
Sun Mo left the battle hall.
The afternoon sunlight was warm and felt very comfortable.
"Saint, what's your relationship with that young man?"
Sun Mo was curious.
"His father is my good friend!"
Wei Ziyou sighed. "For this child, he really worries a lot. I told him that he doesn't have aptitude in learning the sword, but he just doesn't believe it."
"I wouldn't believe it either!"
Sun Mo chuckled. "Saint, listen to my advice. Even an upright official wouldn't be able to resolve family disputes. Bai Mufeng's situation not only concerns his child's future, but he's also fighting for the clan's assets. It's better for outsiders to not interfere!"
Teachers could only give suggestions. The one who could truly make the decision was still the student.
"Old friend, please, I can't reject him!"
Wei Ziyou shook his head. "However, Teacher Sun's performance made me see him in a different light!"
As expected of someone with a great reputation.
(I'm going to headhunt him, regardless of the cost!)
The sword discussion in the battle hall caused Sun Mo's reputation to soar. In just two days, all the teachers and students in Jixia Learning Palace knew of Sun Mo's suggestion to get the Sword Saint's son, Bai Mufeng, to learn other weapons.
Some people doubted Sun Mo's capabilities. After all, Bai Mufeng's sword arts were very strong. However, on the third day, Bai Mufeng's father personally came to thank Sun Mo for persuading his son. With this, all sorts of rumors were dispelled, proving that there was no doubt about Sun Mo's teaching capabilities.
For a time, all the students came to visit, begging for guidance.
As the agreed time for the lecture hadn't arrived, Wei Ziyou didn't wish to waste Sun Mo's time. Hence, he invited Sun Mo to give a lecture.
Sun Mo readily accepted his advice.
There were two lessons a day. Medical Cultivation in the morning and spirit runes in the afternoon. Each lesson lasted for one and a half hours.
Right now, Sun Mo's teaching experience was already very sufficient. In addition to the assistance of Divine Sight, he could simply kill anyone who obstructed him.
After the first lesson ended, Sun Mo helped five students to break through their bottlenecks and level up. This immediately caused a commotion.
On the second day, the 500-pax lecture theater was filled to the brim with seats two hours in advance. Half of the seats were occupied by teachers.
Sun Mo started to surpass gods!
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