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Chapter 609

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This is the demeanor of a great teacher! "

Ma Zhang couldn't help but feel emotional as he watched Sun Mo's figure walking toward the arena. Sun Mo exuded a sense of leisure.

He had acted as a go-between for the Jingfeng Academy several times, and there was no lack of 4-star great teachers among them. When they heard that an 'A' grade school had taken a liking to them, they couldn't conceal the joy on their faces even if they pretended to be calm.

This was because it represented recognition and honor. If word got out, it would be a very prestigious thing. Even if he didn't leave and stayed in the school, the principal would immediately pay him a visit and present him with a new contract with a generous salary.

However, Sun Mo was so calm that it was like he was listening to what to eat tomorrow morning!

After a short daze, everyone rushed toward the arena. They didn't want to miss out on Sun Mo's championship battle.

"Shan Shi, please get on the arena as soon as possible!"

Tong Yiming urged loudly. There was only one minute left before the start of the competition, but Shan Shi's figure was nowhere to be seen.

"It's over, this is bad!"

Zheng Hao smiled bitterly. "Didn't they say that the champion would come late and be the last to appear? This Shan Shi seems to have the look of a champion! "

"Shut your crow's mouth!"

Ying Baiwu and Li Ziqi directly spurted over. Lu Zhiruo was also like an enraged pekingese, glaring at Zheng Hao with dissatisfaction.

Pak!

Zheng Hao lifted his hand and slapped himself, hurriedly apologizing, "I was the one who spoke without thinking!"

...

In a corridor near the resting area, Shan Shi touched his sword hilt and waited quietly.

"Teacher, are you still not going? It's time for the competition to start. "

Gui Jiarong frowned.

"No hurry!"

Shan Shi smiled. "Isn't it written in those novels? The main character would always appear at the last moment and shock everyone. "

Of course, other than getting a good omen, Shan Shi was intentionally leaving Sun Mo hanging to exhaust his patience.

This was a psychological battle.

...

The commotion grew louder and louder when the audience saw that Shan Shi hadn't gone up.

"Did that Shan Shi give up?"

"How is that possible? Didn't you read the newspapers? Shan Shi said that if he can't defeat Sun Mo within 30 moves, he'll be considered to have lost! "

"That's impossible, right? Sun Mo cultivates a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art after all! "

"However, Shan Shi's cultivation art is also very strange. Until now, he has always defeated his opponents with a single move."

The spectators who had bet on Sun Mo to win the championship were all hoping that something would happen to Shan Shi and that he wouldn't come.

"Shan Shi, the countdown starts now. If you don't arrive after the count of ten, you'll be treated as giving up."

Tong Yiming looked at his pocket watch and started to count down. But just as he counted to nine, a figure leaped over and appeared on the stage.

"Teacher Sun, were you nervous earlier and praying that everything would be fine if I didn't come?"

Shan Shi looked at Sun Mo and shrugged. "It's a pity that I won't be able to fulfill your wish!"

Hua!

The moment Shan Shi said this, it immediately caused many people to curse.

Can you be any more arrogant?

"Fortunately, you came. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to sleep well for a month without your blood on my wooden knife!"

Sun Mo chuckled.

Hua!

In the battle dojo, the cursing instantly vanished. Everyone stared at Sun Mo in a daze, stunned by his tyranny.

Black Doggy Sun was truly an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

"That's it! That's it! Sun Mo has a bright future. Why bother with him? "

Bai Zao shook his head.

"I feel that this is the aura that a young man should have. The other party has already provoked him, so he can't possibly maintain the demeanor of a great teacher, right?"

Jiang Mu didn't agree with Bai Zao's words.

The smile on Shan Shi's face faded. He stared at Sun Mo and spoke in a cold tone, "Sun Mo, I'll make you regret saying this."

He had decided. Not only was he going to chop off Sun Mo's hands, but he was also going to smash Sun Mo's mouth and knock out all of his teeth.

"The two of you, please greet me!"

Tong Yiming urged.

"Sun Mo, fourth level of the divine force realm. Please guide me!"

Sun Mo clasped his fists.

"Shan Shi, sixth level of the divine force realm. Please guide me."

After Shan Shi said that, he shook his head with some regret. "It's a pity that my cultivation level is higher than yours. Even if I were to win against you, others would think that I relied on my cultivation level to suppress you!"

Why not challenge Tong Yiming in the meantime after defeating Sun Mo?

He should feel a greater sense of accomplishment after crippling a Longevity Realm cultivator, right?

"The competition begins!"

Tong Yiming rapidly retreated to the edge of the arena to avoid interfering with the battle.

Shan Shi grinned. After throwing a glance at the spectator stand, he leaped lightly and appeared before Sun Mo. After that, he slashed out with the longsword in his hand.

"Sun Mo, feel despair!"

Shan Shi felt disdain in his heart. (Defeat you in 30 moves? Please, even three moves would be too much for me.)

Swoosh!

The longsword slashed toward Sun Mo's right shoulder.

Usually, only quick blades would be used in such a manner. Longswords would be used for flicking, piercing, slashing, etc. However, to Shan Shi, it didn't matter what moves they used.

"I can't chop off his entire arm. I have to chop off one of his hands first. Otherwise, if he were to give up, wouldn't I have nothing to play with?"

Shan Shi was still thinking of how to take down Sun Mo in a cool manner when his vision suddenly blurred. He saw an afterimage and then an immense pain came from his chin.

Bang!

Shan Shi was in a daze from the beating. The tremendous force caused him to spin in the air like a windmill.

"Wooden blade?"

Shan Shi was astonished. "How is that possible? Why can he make a move? "

Sun Mo's blade aura didn't stop.

Pak pak pak!

Each strike accurately landed on Shan Shi's mouth.

Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!

Mouthful after mouthful of fresh blood mixed with saliva and teeth spurted out uncontrollably, splattering onto the arena and smearing it red.

Hua!

A commotion broke out.

What was going on?

Why was the strongest dark horse in this batch like a spinning top that had no way to retaliate, spinning non-stop from Sun Mo's slaps?

(Where did the pressure you felt from insta-killing others go?)

At the sight of this scene, Mei Yazhi felt at ease. As expected, Sun Mo had found a way to break Shan Shi's darkness secret art.

Sun Mo grabbed his blade and lashed out with a backhand swing.

It struck Shan Shi's face again.

Pak!

Shan Shi fell out of the air. However, just as he was about to fall out of the spectator stand, he landed at the edge with a bang.

Phew, how dangerous!

Those spectators who had bet on Shan Shi's victory were almost scared to death. If he had fallen out of the arena, he'd have lost.

"Quickly get up and f * ck him up!"

Some gamblers bellowed. (Whether we can eat meat every day for three months will depend on you.)

"Haha!"

Many examiners laughed. Given their judgment, they could tell that Sun Mo had intentionally not struck Shan Shi out of the arena.

"Sun Mo is so confident!"

Huang Hai praised. After that, he felt depressed. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have come to watch the finals. It was too painful to not be able to headhunt a genius like Sun Mo.

Shan Shi's face was swollen like a pig's head, feeling as though it was on fire. However, he couldn't be bothered with this and was looking at Sun Mo in astonishment.

Why was he able to retaliate?

No, why wasn't his blood attracted?

"Teacher, you can do it!"

Gui Jiarong shouted loudly, cheering for Shan Shi.

"Nonsense. Even if you don't say it, I'll still kill Sun Mo."

Shan Shi got up and pounced toward Sun Mo again. This time around, he opened his eyes wide and observed Sun Mo. After that, he saw that wooden blade slashing over once again.

Bang!

Shan Shi was sent tumbling out from the impact.

"Is this all you've got?"

Sun Mo clicked his tongue. "I'm a little sorry for the term 'dark horse'!"

"Pffft!"

Gu Xiuxun couldn't help but laugh. Sun Mo was still that venomous black dog.

"It's done!"

Lu Zhiruo felt at ease. She took out a big watermelon from her backpack and retracted her knife. With a "Ah ya" sound, she slashed the watermelon into two.

"Come, eat some melons!"

The papaya girl split the melons.

"Sun Mo, don't give me such an expression. Do you think you will win for sure? Let me tell you, you still have a long way to go! "

Shan Shi bellowed. After that, he frenziedly circulated his spirit qi, channeling them into the longsword along with his vital energy and blood.

Buzz!

Shan Shi's longsword immediately lit up with a strange red glow.

Not only that, but a strange force field was also rapidly born. The people in the distance could not sense anything, but Tong Yiming, who was in the arena, could feel the blood in his body surging, like a piece of iron attracted by a magnet, wanting to rush towards that longsword.

"As expected, the reason why Shan Shi could win is because of this weapon!"

Tong Yiming felt disdain in his heart. He looked down on people who relied on weapons the most. Naturally, to be able to activate this weapon, one must have used dark secret arts. Therefore, Shan Shi's actions weren't considered to be against the rules.

It could only be said that it was not a glorious victory.

"Sun Mo, prepare to die!"

Shan Shi once again rushed up to Sun Mo, slashing out furiously with his longsword.

Xiu! Xiu!

Two streams of fresh blood shot out from Sun Mo's shoulders, hitting the longsword, causing its red glow to become even redder.

"Haha, who asked you to be arrogant!"

Shan Shi let out a cold snort.

"Ahh!"

Li Ziqi turned pale with fright and covered her mouth with her hands.

"Burp!"

The papaya girl was also frightened and crushed the watermelon in her hand.

Gu Xiuxun and Xia Yuan were both shocked and had worried looks on their faces.

"Teacher Sun!"

Mei Ziyu, who was on the spectator stand, rapidly looked toward her mother, hoping that she would stop the competition and save Sun Mo.

"I'm sorry, your three houses are gone."

The uglier one looked at the ordinary-looking one and chuckled. "Sun Mo is going to lose!"

...

"Is it very painful?"

Shan Shi teased, but his longsword slashed through empty air.

"Hmmm?"

Before Shan Shi could react, a wooden blade came stabbing out diagonally, slashing at his wrist, elbow, and finally, his shoulder.

Kacha!

Kacha!

Kacha!

The sound of bones shattering grew louder and louder.

Even many examiners who were used to such scenes couldn't help but draw in a gasp of cold air.

"It's definitely a comminuted fracture."

With his judgment as a 5-star great teacher, Ma Zhang gave a conclusion. "It's the kind that can't be treated."

"How would I know if it's painful or not?"

As Sun Mo spoke, he lifted his leg and kicked Shan Shi's waist.

Bang!

Shan Shi fell out. After sliding for over ten meters, he stopped at the edge of the arena.

This time around, even a fool could tell that Sun Mo had intentionally not knocked him out of the arena.

Shan Shi subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to stand up. However, he then discovered that his arms were already soft like noodles. Moreover, a bone-piercing pain was spreading throughout his body.

"But from the looks of it, it must be very painful!"

Sun Mo's lips twitched. He lifted his hand and pinched his shoulder a few times, stopping the bleeding.

"Teacher can still have a poisonous tongue. It's fine then!"

The papaya girl felt at ease, but she was no longer in the mood to eat the melon.

"Why did Teacher lose?"

Gui Jiarong was shocked and puzzled. How could Sun Mo break his teacher's dark secret art?

"Get up. Didn't you want to defeat me in 30 moves?"

Sun Mo walked to the side of Shan Shi's fallen longsword and kicked it.

Pss!

The longsword slashed before Shan Shi.

"Why? You don't have this sword anymore? You don't have the confidence to win against me? "

Sun Mo's lips twitched.

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