Could the battle dojo of the Westmountain Academy accommodate 36,000 people?
Other than the examinees, staff, and the 1,000 top students and great teachers who had free seats, all the other seats had been sold.
There were quite a lot of rich people who liked to watch the fun, so although the tickets were a little expensive, they were all sold out.
Li Ziqi didn't lack money. She directly bought the most expensive ten seats with the best view.
"We don't have that many people, right?"
No matter how Lu Zhiruo counted, there were only eight people including Zhang Yaozong and Zheng Hao.
"Because I don't want anyone to disturb me while I'm watching the teacher's examination!"
Li Ziqi spoke in a matter-of-fact manner, exuding the aura of a nouveau riche. "If it wasn't for the fact that it's immoral to buy a region, I would have booked the entire place."
Ying Baiwu frowned. She didn't like the little sunny egg's wastefulness.
Li Ziqi took out six image-recording stones and distributed them. In the meantime, she instructed, "When Teacher goes up the stage later, remember to record Teacher's graceful bearing. Oh right, if it's an important newcomer, record it too!"
"How would I know which examinee is the stronger rookie?"
Zheng Hao asked. After that, he saw Li Ziqi taking out a few stacks of information after sending out the image-recording stones. "Oh, they're all here."
Zheng Hao took it and flipped through it. He discovered that every page contained the information of an examinee, and beside the name, there was a half-body portrait.
There was no mistaking it.
"…"
Zhang Yaozong was speechless. Was there a need to put in so much effort?
"It's great to be rich!"
Zheng Hao sighed with emotion. Everything could be bought!
"Not only does he have money, but he also has wisdom and patience!"
Tantai Yutang flipped through the information. "Do you think that you can use this information just because you bought it from others? If it's wrong, it needs to be corrected and sorted out! "
The sickly invalid knew that Li Ziqi was the busiest person during these few days. Other than accompanying Sun Mo, she spent the rest of her time gathering information about her competitors.
"Alright, the battle is about to begin. Sit down quickly!"
Lu Zhiruo sat down. When she saw that the others didn't move, she urged them. If they missed her teacher's competition, they would regret it for life.
After that, the papaya girl opened her bag and took out a large watermelon. After that, she used her finger as a blade and slashed it.
Ka!
The watermelon was broken into two halves. The green skin and red flesh looked sweet and delicious. Of course, the most important thing was that the cut was very neat.
Lu Zhiruo nodded in satisfaction. She picked up a piece and took a bite.
"Who wants to eat?"
The papaya girl shared the food. After that, she said, "I still have pastries from Daoji in my bag. Whoever wants some, just take some yourself!"
"…"
The surrounding people were dumbfounded. What are you doing here? They even prepared a big watermelon? Isn't he a little too careless?
"You can still eat on such an occasion?"
Zheng Hao felt that Lu Zhiruo was heartless. In any case, he was so nervous that he had no appetite.
"Why can't I eat?"
Lu Zhiruo blinked. "Oh, I understand now. You're worried that Teacher will fail? That's impossible! Teacher will definitely win! "
The papaya girl's voice wasn't loud nor soft. The students on the right heard it and couldn't help but frown.
"Who is this? How arrogant!"
"Sure to win? Is he a direct disciple of Bai Shuang? "
"What nonsense are you talking about? Bai Shuang's personal student was a tall and thin boy! Besides, even Bai Shuang can't guarantee that she will win! "
The students discussed among themselves.
"I'm not arrogant. It's Teacher who's amazing!"
Lu Zhiruo explained.
"Isn't that arrogant? What's your teacher's name? Let's see how he will lose later. "
They were all youngsters and all of them admired their teacher. Hence, no one was willing to admit defeat at such a time.
"Zhiruo!"
Li Ziqi persuaded, displaying the demeanor of an eldest martial sister. "Don't be noisy, you will only bring shame to Teacher."
"Oh!"
The papaya girl was very obedient. She immediately sat upright and called out to her junior martial brothers and sisters. "Let's eat some watermelons!"
"What's your teacher's name? Tell us! "
Some people wanted to watch a good show.
"Junior martial brother Xuanyuan, I'll leave it to you."
Li Ziqi instructed. These people were so noisy.
Swish!
Xuanyuan Po, who had long since wanted to make a move, stood up abruptly. His sharp gaze landed on the face of the male student who spoke. "You want to know Teacher's name? Go out and fight with me. I will tell you guys if you win! "
The expression of the male student stiffened. There was a distance of over 30 meters between him and this tall and burly young man. Moreover, there were many students and great teachers entering the arena. Yet, Sun Mo could accurately find him. This was a little impressive!
"Why are you in a daze? Let's go! "
Xuanyuan Po urged. He had already picked up his silver spear and left his seat.
Not only the male student, but even the other students in the vicinity also looked over.
There was no helping it, Xuanyuan Po was just too eye-catching. His stature was very tall, and he was also extremely muscular. Standing there, he was like a silver spear that was ready to pierce out at any time, giving others a great sense of oppression.
What made people's hearts palpitate the most was Xuanyuan Po's gaze. It was lawless and had no scruples. His eyes were filled with the desire to battle.
He was like a warbeast!
"The competition is about to start. I can't be bothered with you!"
The male student revealed a look of disdain, but his heart shrank. Such a person would definitely participate in the personal disciples battle, right? He hoped that they wouldn't encounter him in the first round.
"Che!"
Xuanyuan Po felt depressed. He couldn't fight, but he was unwilling to accept this. Hence, he looked around. "Who wants to fight a round to warm up?"
No one replied.
Li Ziqi's eyes brightened. She discovered a new use for Xuanyuan Po. He could be a hunting dog and suppress many people.
"There's no need to fight anymore. Sit down!"
Lu Zhiruo took out a piece of watermelon. "Eat some melon!"
Gui Jiarong sat not far away and watched everything with a ruminating gaze. In the end, his gaze landed on Xuanyuan Po. (Che, this toy looks so sturdy. I should be able to play with it for a while, right?)
Swoosh!
Jiang Leng felt uncomfortable. He turned his head and met Gui Jiarong's gaze. After that, his eyes narrowed.
Yo!
(This isn't bad either!)
Gui Jiarong touched his chin, wanting nothing more than to play with it immediately.
"What are you looking at?"
Lu Zhiruo stretched out her hand and passed a piece of watermelon to the dead-faced student. "Eat some melon, it's sweet!"
"Mn!"
Jiang Leng turned his head, but he couldn't get rid of the gaze of that youth in his mind. He had seen such a gaze before in the manor.
That was a companion who loved to abuse cats. Every time he caught a wild cat, he would reveal such a gaze.
...
The examiners of the Saint Gate had always been swift and decisive. There was no opening speech. The main examiner, Tong Yiming, went up the stage and directly announced the start of the Great Teachers Battle.
After the first round, the majority of the weaker participants had been eliminated. Hence, the battles now seemed to be on par with each other, and things became more interesting.
Naturally, the majority of great teachers fought very cautiously. After all, there wouldn't be much time to rest after a round ended. Hence, they had to do their best to avoid injuries.
Gu Xiuxun went up first and won the second round without any mishaps.
On the 26th round, it was Sun Mo's turn.
"# 178, Sun Mo, # 239, Mao Fang, please come up the stage."
Before Tong Yiming's voice faded away, a commotion rang out in the entire battle dojo. Sun Mo was finally going up the stage!
He was a very famous person!
Those spectators who felt bored earlier also grew excited at this moment as they stared at the stage.
"The result of forfeiting, falling off the stage, fainting, or losing the ability to continue fighting will be determined as the loser!"
Tong Yiming emphasized the rules once again.
The stage was 10 feet above the ground and was roughly the size of half a football field. It could be considered very spacious.
Mao Fang scratched his bald head and revealed an excited smile. He was actually going up against Sun Mo. Very good, this time around, it would be impossible for him to not become famous.
Mao Fang had seen Sun Mo's battle yesterday. Sun Mo was very strong, but it was still insufficient against him. After all, he was at the third level of the divine force realm and could firmly suppress Sun Mo. Also, he cultivated the Buddha Compassion Hands, a superior-grade heaven-tier cultivation art.
"Hmph hmph, aren't you called Black Doggy Sun? Watch how I'm going to smash your dog head! "
Mao Fang leaped up the stage and clasped his fists as a greeting.
"Mao Fang, third level of the divine force realm. Please guide me!"
"Oh right, let me tell you one more thing. I'm cultivating a superior-grade heaven-tier cultivation art!"
After speaking, Mao Fang confidently looked at Sun Mo's eyes. (Haha, Sun Mo is actually pretending to be calm. Most probably, he's feeling very anxious in his heart, right?)
"Mn, after defeating Sun Mo, my fame would surely soar. At that time, there would surely be beautiful great teachers who would take the initiative to invite me to dinner, right?"
Mao Fang scratched the bald spot on his head. It felt a little itchy as he imagined.
Sun Mo bowed.
"Sun Mo, third level of the divine force realm. Please guide me!"
Ga!
Mao Fang's inner drama came to an abrupt halt. His confident expression turned sluggish as he subconsciously asked, "Weren't you at the second level of the divine force realm yesterday?"
"Yup!"
Sun Mo nodded.
"Eh!"
Mao Fang was speechless. (Isn't your cultivation base rising a little too fast?) However, he consoled himself. (It's fine, it's fine even if our cultivation bases are the same. I have more experience, eh, maybe a lot more. But my cultivation art is definitely better than his.)
"Oh right, let me tell you one more thing. I'm cultivating a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art!"
Sun Mo imitated Mao Fang's tone and added another sentence.
Haha!
The audience roared with laughter. This Mao Fang was interesting. What era was it now? Yet, he was still playing such clumsy psychological warfare. In the end, he was mocked by his opponent.
"Hehe, I don't believe it. Do you think peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation arts are cabbages that can be found just because you want to learn them?"
Mao Fang consoled himself, but he couldn't help but cry. (Damn, I'm going to die soon!) (What happened to being one level higher in terms of cultivation base? What happened to the suppression of cultivation art grades?
Did I take the wrong script?)
"Quickly start!"
The main examiner urged.
"Please!"
Sun Mo pulled out his wooden blade.
"Mao Fang, don't panic."
Mao Fang drew in a deep breath and encouraged himself. "Calm down, we can win. Ah!"
At the next instant, Mao Fang screamed and rolled away. There was no solution to it. Sun Mo lunged over and slashed out with his blade. The area before him was filled with blade shadows.
Buddha Great Compassion Hands, suppression. Ah!
Just when Mao Fang stretched out his hand, he was struck by the wooden blade. It was so painful that his tears almost flowed out.
Sun Mo executed Immemorial Vairocana and attacked ferociously. The wooden blade slammed into Mao Fang's body, but it didn't stop.
One couldn't help but say that Mao Fang's Buddha Great Compassion Hands had been trained to a small degree. When a layer of golden light enveloped his palms, he could actually block Sun Mo's attacks.
"There's a chance!"
Mao Fang regained his confidence. However, he didn't know that after Sun Mo's wooden blade collided with his hands, although it didn't cause any damage, many pieces of paper jumped out and floated in the air. They were like mushrooms that popped out from Mario's box.
Not long later, there were already over 30 pieces of paper.
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