I made this judgment based on my student, Xuanyuan Po. His physical constitution is the strongest among all the students I've seen! "
Sun Mo wasn't bragging.
Until now, he had seen many genius students. There was Zhang Yaozong. When he first joined the school, he was publicly acknowledged as the number one among the new students.
Even in the newbie competition of the'D 'grade league tournament, Zhang Yaozong was appointed as the new student group leader by An Xinhui.
His physical constitution was already ranked in the top three among the new students. But when compared to Xuanyuan Po, he was like a little brother.
At the very least, there was a difference of one level.
One must know that Xuanyuan Po was still in his youth. If he grew up, it was unknown how strong he would be.
Of course, why was Zhang Yaozong the group leader?
Because other than his body, his intelligence and emotional quotient were all more outstanding. He wasn't like Xuanyuan Po, who didn't care about anything other than fighting.
Such a person would become the most terrifying killing machine, but he definitely wouldn't be the group leader.
That Ding Wu's physical constitution wasn't even comparable to Zhang Yaozong. How could he be compared to Xuanyuan Po? But because of the spirit runes' assistance, the amount of spirit qi he absorbed within a short period of time was on par with the combat addict.
"One must know that the circulation of spirit qi in the body is carried by the energy channels. Although spirit runes strengthened them, there's still a limit.
It's like a rubber band. After being stretched to the limit, if you continue to pull it back, it would naturally break. "
Sun Mo explained. Simply speaking, if one exerted too much force within a short period of time, their body would overload and explode.
"Indeed, the intensity of their battle earlier isn't something that should appear for people of their cultivation base."
The examiner was enlightened and nodded, feeling a sense of admiration toward Sun Mo. Sun Mo's deduction ability was really strong.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from the examiner + 100. Friendly (210/1,000).
"Yes!"
Sun Mo clasped his hands. "Farewell!"
He still had to go and watch the competition between Ying Baiwu and Jiang Leng.
"Many thanks for Teacher Sun's guidance!"
After the examiner spoke, he sighed. "If I had your judgment ability earlier, that young man wouldn't have died!"
The examiner blamed himself.
...
When Sun Mo found Ying Baiwu, he discovered that Jiang Leng and Tantai Yutang were there as well. One couldn't help but say that the deadface was really strong.
The students who entered the third round all had some ability, but he still defeated them in an instant.
Very soon, it was Ying Baiwu's turn. After the greeting was over, the iron-headed girl shot out explosively and easily won the competition.
There was no solution to it. With a peerless-grade saint-tier weapon, the Wind King Divine Bow, in addition to the Wind King Divine Steps and Wind King Divine Art, it was impossible for Ying Baiwu to lose even if she wanted to.
"How can we fight this? It's too shameless!"
"That's right. Even light wouldn't be able to get close to him without using arrows, right?"
"Most importantly, this girl's archery skills are very accurate!"
The students howled in grief. Other than grumbling, they also developed some favorable impressions of Ying Baiwu.
Ever since the iron-headed girl started following Sun Mo, although cultivation was very tiring, she was able to eat well and sleep well. Most importantly, she was in a good mood.
Hence, after over a year, she was no longer as sickly and skinny as before. Her mother was once a famous courtesan in Jinling, and Ying Baiwu had completely inherited her looks. That kind of coldness that pushed people a thousand miles away exuded a kind of beauty that surpassed the frost and surpassed the snow. She was like a winter plum blossom, causing the hearts of many men to be moved.
Other than her beautiful looks, Ying Baiwu had always stopped at the right time and didn't injure anyone. Otherwise, if she shot out an arrow and heavily injured her opponent, they wouldn't even have the chance to participate in the second round of the competition.
Such kindness also won Ying Baiwu a lot of favorable impressions.
However, these people were thinking too much. Ying Baiwu didn't injure people not because she was kind. It was because she didn't want to give her teacher a negative evaluation and say that Sun Mo had a vicious and merciless personal student. If not, the iron-headed girl would definitely choose to heavily injure her opponent with a single arrow.
It was because it was easier to injure her opponent with an arrow than to defeat her opponent without any injuries.
...
After the third round was over, other than those who were eliminated, those who passed but couldn't continue due to heavy injuries, and those who withdrew due to other reasons, there were still 312 people left.
With fewer people, the time needed to draw lots was even shorter. After that, the competition soon continued.
Giving personal students time to recuperate?
There was no such thing.
It was because endurance and recovery were also one of the criteria of the test.
In the fourth round, Sun Mo's three personal students still didn't spend much effort and obtained victory. Among them, Jiang Leng still maintained his insta-kill state. This caused this young man with the word 'trash' on his face to finally attract the attention of others.
At this moment, there were only 256 people left.
For the fifth round, the rules of the competition changed. After drawing lots, it would be a one-on-one battle. The winner would advance and the loser would be eliminated.
When the results of the lot drawing came out, Li Ziqi took in a deep breath and heaved a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Zhiruo was puzzled.
"It's stable."
The little sunny egg grinned and snapped her fingers. She had learned this action from Sun Mo.
"Ah?"
The papaya girl blinked and then came to a realization. She grabbed Li Ziqi's arm and jumped around, calling out happily, "Is it stable for us to pass?"
"Yes!"
Li Ziqi nodded heavily. Wasn't their luck a little too good? "Although Xuanyuan Po's opponent is at the spirit-refinement realm, he had experienced a tough battle in the previous round and was heavily injured. Even if he could go up in this round, he most probably wouldn't have 50% of his battle prowess left."
"Although Baiwu's opponent won the previous round easily and his condition isn't bad, he uses dual truncheons and cultivates a cultivation art that focuses on defense. Against Baiwu, wouldn't it be a waste?"
"As for Jiang Leng, his opponent is a lucky guy at the seventh-level of the body-refinement realm. Because his luck isn't bad, he managed to reach this stage. However, it's about time for this to end."
"Is this real or fake?"
Ying Baiwu frowned. "However, I feel that everyone shouldn't be careless. After all, this concerns Teacher's honor!"
To the iron-headed girl, she was only fighting for her teacher!
"Baiwu, believe in Eldest Martial Sister. She has a photographic memory!"
The papaya girl happily took out a big watermelon from her bag. She stretched out her hand and opened it with a 'pa' sound. After that, she distributed it to everyone. "Eat melon! Eat melon! "
After dinner, the fifth round began.
That's right, this round was a night battle!
The Saint Gate's examinations had always been like this. They wouldn't play their cards according to common sense. If the students weren't used to fighting at night? In that case, sorry, you can only blame yourself for not having enough skills and experience.
...
The moonlight was bright, cascading down a stretch of silver.
Sun Mo stood at the side of the'D 'group's arena and watched the battle on the stage. Even he couldn't bear to watch.
This battle had been going on for 20 minutes, and it was extremely intense.
"Who do you guys think will win?"
Sun Mo asked.
"Their strengths are evenly matched. It will depend on luck!"
Xuanyuan Po felt that this was like two chickens pecking at each other. There was no viewing value at all.
"I feel that it will be that # 10."
After Lu Zhiruo spoke, she saw # 21 suddenly kicking # 10 and launching a counterattack. She hurriedly changed her words. "# 21, that's right, # 21 is going to win."
"..."
Sun Mo was speechless. Just when he wanted to give some guidance, the papaya girl changed her words again.
"Wait a minute, # 10 seems to be pretending to be weaker and intentionally baiting # 21 to attack, exhausting his stamina. # 10 is scheming, # 10 will win."
Just as the papaya girl's voice faded away, # 10 was kicked and flung out.
"Ah? So it wasn't an act. He really isn't a match. In that case, # 21 will definitely win. "
The papaya girl watched with great interest. Even she broke out in cold sweat for them.
"Are you going to continue with your stand-up comedy?"
Sun Mo almost couldn't control himself and scolded. However, when he saw that the papaya girl was observing the battle very seriously and giving her judgment instead of speaking nonsense, he suddenly didn't have the mood to scold her.
After all, such a serious papaya girl shouldn't be scolded.
Lu Zhiruo could clearly sense Sun Mo's attitude. She, who was originally smiling and waiting for her teacher to praise her, lowered her head. After that, her two slender index fingers touched each other.
"T... teacher, did I say something wrong?"
The papaya girl was very nervous.
"It's fine if you're wrong. You will understand after watching more battles. In any case, you are still young and have plenty of time to learn."
Sun Mo consoled and rubbed the papaya girl's head.
"En!"
Lu Zhiruo nodded heavily. She swore with her little heart that she would seek guidance from her eldest martial sister on how to temper her judgment.
Xuanyuan Po glanced at Sun Mo and his lips moved. He really wanted to persuade him. (Teacher, if you continue to dote on her like this, Lu Zhiruo will become a cripple!)
"Teacher, who do you think will win?"
Lu Zhiruo asked.
"# 21!"
Sun Mo didn't wait for the papaya girl to ask and gave the reason. "That # 10's heart is in a mess. He wanted to use the battle tactic of feigning weakness but didn't execute it thoroughly. After counterattacking, he wasn't able to advance forward without any resistance. When he saw that the opponent's momentum wasn't weak, he chose to be on the defensive."
"Also, his teacher is more of a hindrance."
This time around, Sun Mo didn't use Divine Sight. Instead, he relied on his experience to judge.
"Calm down, don't think too much!"
"If we win this battle, we will be the first to win. Victory is right before our eyes. Do your best!"
"Don't panic, don't panic!"
# 10's teacher kept shouting below the stage.
Sun Mo glanced at that fellow. He thought that he was encouraging him, but to # 10, it actually became a huge pressure.
As the battle became more intense and he lost his advantage, this pressure would become the last straw that broke the back of # 10.
It was a pity that # 10's teacher didn't see this. Or rather, facing the 2-star title that was so close to him, his heart was in a mess.
"The victor has been decided!"
Xuanyuan Po spoke. But at the next second, # 10 was sent flying and directly fell out of the stage.
"Fool, that was a flaw he intentionally revealed. It was so obvious, why couldn't you see it? Are you blind? "
# 10's teacher directly scolded. His eyes glared angrily at # 10, and the blood capillaries in his eyes seemed as if they were about to explode.
"Just a little bit more and you would have won. Why are you so anxious? How many times have I said to calm down? Didn't you hear me? "
"Trash! Trash! Trash! "
At the end of the scolding, # 10's teacher directly used 'trash' three times. He even rushed over and slapped # 10's face.
There was no way he wouldn't be angry. As a rising great teacher that was highly anticipated in the school, his goals were very high. Not only did he want to become a 2-star great teacher before the age of 25, but he also wanted to make use of this opportunity to rise to fame in a single battle and jump to a 'B' grade or even an 'A' grade famous school.
But now, as his personal student was defeated, all his dreams were shattered.
Let alone the Nine Greats, even an 'A' grade school wouldn't accept a great teacher who had failed the examination once. Therefore, to this great teacher, he would never be able to join a school of this level in his lifetime.
How could he not be angry?
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