There were quite a number of onlookers. Other than teachers, there were also many students.
"Sorry, excuse me!"
Li Ziqi squeezed in and when she saw the young man sitting on the stairs, she couldn't help but exclaim in shock.
The young man sat on the steps, exuding an unapproachable aura. He flipped through the book in his hand while gnawing on half a piece of hardened sesame seed cake. He turned a deaf ear to the gazes and pointing fingers that were cast on him.
"What's wrong with this kid? Could he be an escaped slave?
Whispers could be heard.
There was a scar on the left side of the young man's forehead. It was obvious that the word 'trash' meant 'trash'. It seemed to have been caused by a long sword or dagger.
On the word 'trash', there were a few messy scratches, as if trying to destroy it. Who knew what this youth had experienced at that time.
In addition, although he had his collar up and was wearing a silk scarf, a tattoo could still be seen extending and climbing up more than half of his left cheek.
Such tattoos were called spirit runes.
In the Middle Nine Provinces, people called patterns that contained spirit qi as spirit runes. There were many types of spirit runes, and they could display miraculous effects.
However, the wounds on the flat-eating young man's neck clearly weren't damaged. Even someone like Sun Mo, who didn't understand spirit runes, could tell that these spirit runes had been damaged. They had been slashed by sharp blades, leaving behind cruel and ugly scars.
"Teacher, let's go. We're not here to snatch a genius student."
Li Ziqi pulled Sun Mo and prepared to leave. Sun Mo was just a pitiful person. If he was surrounded by people, he would be even more pitiful.
Lu Zhiruo grabbed onto Sun Mo's clothes in fear. The scars and tattoos on this young man's face made him look malevolent and terrifying. He was like a ferocious dog hunting for food.
"Wait a moment!"
Sun Mo stared at the biscuit eating youth. As a teacher, he couldn't bear to see students being mistreated the most.
Jiang Leng, 12 years and 7 months old. Ninth level of the body-refinement realm.
Upon seeing this cultivation realm, Sun Mo felt a little shocked. The Saint Gate had long since researched that 12 years old was the best age to start cultivating. If one started cultivating too early, it would damage their origin source. Even if one was a genius, even if they weren't destroyed, it would still affect their future accomplishments. However, this young man was already at the ninth level.
Strength: 8. You're not a strength-type player.
Intelligence: 7. Although you don't rely on your brain to make a living, anyone who underestimates you will definitely suffer a great loss.
Agility: 8. Average. Just enough.
Endurance: 10. Your endurance is terrifying. You can call yourself an iron man.
Willpower 1. The flame of hope was extinguishing. Perhaps death was the only way out.
…
"System, can my endurance be maxed out?"
Sun Mo was surprised. From his point of view, humans would get tired. But according to this data, the young man before him was the type who wouldn't die from running.
"The system won't make a mistake."
The system emphasized.
"Will 1. Is this kid about to break down in despair and commit suicide?"
Sun Mo surveyed Jiang Leng a few times and continued reading.
Potential value: low.
Note: It's a pity that Jiang Leng's potential value was extremely high before he was ten years old.
Note: Target currently has serious suicidal tendencies.
"As expected!"
After seeing the note, Sun Mo let out a sigh. This young man must have experienced an extremely miserable childhood. It was unknown who was so ruthless as to use a sword to draw the word 'trash' on his head.
"Teacher?"
Li Ziqi suddenly had a very bad premonition. It couldn't be that Sun Mo wanted to take her as his disciple, right? This young man with the word 'trash' written on his name was even inferior to that sickly invalid named Tantai Yutang.
Sun Mo walked over.
The environment, which was originally filled with whispers, instantly quietened down. The spectators all turned to look at Sun Mo in unison.
"Did you get rejected when you wanted to acknowledge a teacher?"
Sun Mo went straight to the point.
"What do you mean?"
Jiang Leng coldly stared at Sun Mo. His fingers that were holding onto the sesame seed cake exerted more force, causing some crumbs to fall onto the stairs.
"I want to say that there are many teachers. Don't give up just because you were rejected a few times."
Sun Mo lowered his voice.
"Hehe!"
Jiang Leng coldly laughed. Although he knew that it would be very difficult for him to acknowledge a teacher with his current appearance, the Central Province Academy was a famous school with a history of 1,000 years. One couldn't judge things with common sense. He felt that he might be able to find a teacher who admired him here, but he was wrong. Let alone great teachers, even those senior teachers wouldn't give him a chance.
"Teacher!"
Li Ziqi followed him, while Lu Zhiruo glanced to the left and right. She also jogged over and hid behind Sun Mo.
Sun Mo scratched his head. As expected, it was very hard to deal with a suicidal young man.
"Are you pitying me?"
Jiang Leng forcefully bit down on the sesame seed cake and stared at Sun Mo with a gaze like that of a wolf.
"I'm afraid that you will die!"
Sun Mo recalled that summer afternoon three years ago. Amidst the cries of cicadas, a second year high school girl had leaped down from the teaching building and smashed into a pile of mush.
"My life is mine. What can you do about it?"
Jiang Leng turned his head and no longer bothered with Sun Mo.
"Oi, what's with your attitude?"
Li Ziqi was unhappy. (Teacher is clearly worried about you.)
"Woof!"
Lu Zhiruo popped her head out and barked at Jiang Leng.
Jiang Leng revealed a malevolent smile and stared at Li Ziqi. "Do you believe that I'll bite you to death?"
Li Ziqi was still fine, but Lu Zhiruo was so frightened that she shrank back behind Sun Mo.
"Let's go!"
Sun Mo shook his head. He couldn't allow his two students to be injured. Him stepping out to persuade Jiang Leng was already considered extremely benevolent. If Jiang Leng didn't want to listen, that was his problem.
"Teacher, this fellow must have been rejected too many times. He's a psychopath."
Li Ziqi mumbled.
"Mn! Mn! "
Lu Zhiruo hurriedly nodded.
"Ding! New mission. Please get Jiang Leng to acknowledge you as his teacher before the student recruitment meet ends. Reward: 1 bronze treasure chest. Mission failure will result in punishment!"
The system notification rang out.
"Damn, system, you're scheming against me!"
Sun Mo was so unhappy that he was about to explode. He only persuaded Jiang Leng out of his responsibility as a teacher. He didn't plan on taking Jiang Leng in as a disciple.
Students with such awkward personalities were the most vexing.
"As a great teacher, you must be able to handle all kinds of challenges. This is the tempering the system is giving you. Please hand in a satisfactory answer!"
The system explained.
"What's the punishment if I fail?"
Sun Mo had a hundred curses in his heart that he wanted to send to the system.
"Trust me, you definitely won't want to hear it." The system tactfully expressed the severity of the punishment. "That will become a nightmare for your entire life."
"The system can't be able to detect my inner thoughts, right? Speaking of which, what's going on with this Absolute Great Teacher System? Why did it have to pick me? "
A large string of questions instantly appeared in Sun Mo's mind.
"This fellow really doesn't know what's good for him!"
"Why did the security guards let such a person in? It's too terrifying! "
"Could it be that his injuries were caused because he did something bad when he was young and was beaten up?"
The students discussed. Jiang Leng's vile attitude made everyone feel that he was a bad student.
"What's going on?"
Lian Zheng, the year's head, naturally came over to inspect when he saw that there were people spectating here.
"Teacher Lian."
The teachers hurriedly greeted him.
Jiang Leng's eyes immediately brightened when he saw Lian Zheng wearing a white robe with a line of gold embroidery on the collar and sleeves. This was a 1-star great teacher. Hence, he stood up and walked over.
"Hello, Teacher Lian!"
Jiang Leng revealed a smile. However, because of the existence of the scar, his expression was a little terrifying.
"Mn."
Lian Zheng threw a glance at Jiang Leng and no longer paid him any attention.
Jiang Leng could sense Lian Zheng's coldness, but he didn't wish to miss out on this opportunity. Hence, he knelt and kowtowed. "Teacher Lian, I wish to acknowledge you as my master!"
Hua ~
A commotion broke out in the surroundings. The spectating students were all dumbfounded when they saw Jiang Leng.
Wasn't the skin of this new student a little too thick? Looking at Lian Zheng's uniform, he should be an esteemed 1-star great teacher. Yet, you actually knelt down so casually to acknowledge him as your master?
This was simply a humiliation!
The students felt that Jiang Leng might not succeed, but they were still worried. They had a feeling that their rice was being eaten by someone else. After all, even they didn't have the guts to acknowledge a great teacher as their master. What qualifications did an ugly ghost like Jiang Leng have?
"Young man, you don't meet my standards for taking in a disciple."
Lian Zheng didn't even hesitate and directly rejected.
Leaving aside the fact that the word 'trash' on Jiang Leng's forehead affected his image and made Lian Zheng unhappy, just the spirit runes on half of Jiang Leng's face already determined that it was impossible for Lian Zheng to accept him.
A small portion of cultivators would choose to tattoo spirit runes on their bodies in order to increase their combat strength. However, that was a choice they made after they grew up.
After a spirit rune was tattooed on one's body, it was an irreversible process. The risk was that once the spirit rune was damaged, the remnant spirit qi would interfere with the circulation of spirit qi in one's body, causing one's cultivation speed to be slower. If it was serious, one's cultivation base might even stagnate.
Jiang Leng was at most 13 or 14 years old, but he had already tattooed a spirit rune. Moreover, it was damaged. Even if he was a genius in the past, he was now a trash.
Why would Lian Zheng want such a student who was destined to have no future? Even if Lian Zheng wanted to flush the toilet bowl and wash his feet, Jiang Leng wouldn't have a chance.
Jiang Leng looked at Lian Zheng. His gaze was like a bonfire in the morning that was gradually extinguished. Although he had already guessed this answer, being rejected so straightforwardly still caused him to feel very hurt.
"Haha, you deserve it!"
"Why don't you take a look at your own appearance? You are truly overestimating your capabilities!"
"How can a great teacher be careless when accepting a disciple?"
The students discussed. When they saw Jiang Leng being rejected, they all felt that their rice was safe and wasn't stolen by this fellow.
Sun Mo shook his head. Lian Zheng had rejected Jiang Leng too quickly and basically didn't consider the feelings of the students. However, there were so many students begging to take him as their master. Most probably, Lian Zheng wouldn't care about a student he looked down on.
"Why? You are shaking your head? Do you have a problem with me? "
Lian Zheng turned his head and looked at Sun Mo. It was precisely this fellow who didn't know his own limitations who had snatched Xuanyuan Po and Li Ziqi.
"Is this a hot-tempered elder brother?"
Sun Mo had thought that Lian Zheng's temper wasn't good. However, when he saw Lian Zheng's eyes filled with disgust and contempt when he looked at Sun Mo, and when he looked at Li Ziqi, his gaze was filled with pity and tenderness, it was like he was looking at a gemstone that had been thrown into a cesspool to be tainted. Sun Mo suddenly understood that this fellow was unhappy with the sight of him.
"If you have no objections, then scram!"
Lian Zheng berated and prepared to leave.
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