Even though Shan Shi had been defeated by Sun Mo, he was still the greatest dark horse in this 2-star great examination. Not only was he arrogant, but his strange weapon also caused people to feel trepidation in their hearts.
As Shan Shi's student, Gui Jiarong naturally entered everyone's field of vision. Moreover, ever since the personal disciples battle, his performance had been relatively outstanding. All the opponents he faced were insta-kills.
Not all of them were small fries. There were also a few rather famous youths.
Right now, it was Jiang Leng against Gui Jiarong. This battle was interesting to watch.
As long as one saw Gui Jiarong's competition, they would know that his words weren't a psychological battle. He would really slaughter Gui Jiarong because his actions had always been so brutal and ruthless.
But this time around, there were no changes in Jiang Leng's deadpan face.
"Hmph, let's see how long you can stay calm!"
Gui Jiarong snorted coldly and shook his shoulders slightly. In the eyes of some of the audience, his body was like words that had been erased by an eraser, fading away.
Hua!
Many people exclaimed.
Even Tong Yiming was a bit surprised. From his position, he could no longer see Gui Jiarong's figure. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.
"It's a cultivation technique? Or was it some kind of dark secret art? Or is it the effect of that long sword? "
Tong Yiming guessed and glanced at Jiang Leng.
He couldn't help but praise in his heart.
How courageous!
Honestly speaking, if he was 15 years old and was in Jiang Leng's position, he'd definitely be so nervous that he didn't know what to do. Because an unknown enemy was more terrifying compared to a powerful enemy.
But this youth's expression did not change!
Wait a minute!
Was he expressionless?
Tong Yiming suddenly recalled that he had seen Jiang Leng many times before, but he had never seen Jiang Leng's expression change. He always had a deadpan look on his face.
"We still need to see the results!"
Tong Yiming retracted his praise.
"Haha, are you scared now?"
Gui Jiarong's laughter resounded throughout the arena, and it was filled with disdain and provocation. "You can't even see where your opponent is? Are you in despair now? "
"Don't worry, the more despairing things are yet to come!"
At this moment, Jiang Leng, who had been quietly standing there, suddenly moved. He twisted his waist and turned. His right hand was holding onto a dagger as he smashed out.
Bang!
Gui Jiarong's laughter came to an abrupt halt. He was suddenly knocked out of his invisible state and tumbled backwards.
Puff!
Tong Yiming could not help but laugh out loud.
In his eyes, it was as if Gui Jiarong had taken the initiative to deliver himself to Jiang Leng for a beating. Moreover, Gui Jiarong's face was deformed, and fresh blood flowed from his nose, splattering onto the floor.
"Amazing!"
Tong Yiming subconsciously wanted to applaud, but then he remembered his identity as an examiner and quickly put down his hands.
After Gui Jiarong landed on the ground, he hurriedly crawled up and prepared to conceal himself again. This was because he was worried that Jiang Leng would chase after him and take the opportunity to launch a fierce attack. However, he soon discovered that after that young man with the word 'trash' punched out, he continued to stay at his original location.
Gui Jiarong was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned ashen.
"Are you looking down on me?"
The other party's relaxed attitude infuriated him.
"Is there anything about you that I can look up to?"
Jiang Leng counter-asked, blinking his innocent big eyes.
Puff!
Not to mention the audience, even the examiners on the judging panel could not help but laugh.
"It's done!"
Lu Zhiruo felt at ease and continued to eat her melon.
Li Ziqi shook her head. It was fine if Jiang Leng didn't speak, but once he did, he would infuriate someone to death.
"You're courting death!"
Gui Jiarong roared. His body vanished from the stage. "Go to hell!"
Jiang Leng's lips twitched. He suddenly punched out toward his right.
Bang!
Gui Jiarong tumbled again. This time around, because his mouth was hit, he spat out three broken teeth.
"Yay!"
Lu Zhiruo cheered.
This time around, Gui Jiarong, who crawled up, stared at Jiang Leng and no longer spoke ruthlessly. His expression was unprecedentedly heavy because this fellow had seen through his battle strategy.
"Have you learned your lesson?"
Jiang Leng mocked. (Do you think I don't know that you were intentionally luring me with your words earlier, wanting me to determine your location based on your voice?)
"How did you determine my location?"
Gui Jiarong asked.
"You have body odor!"
Jiang Leng's words were concise and comprehensive.
Everyone was stunned. After that, they erupted into heaven-shaking laughter.
Gui Jiarong was stunned. After that, he lunged over with a face filled with anger. "I'll kill you!"
"Sigh!"
Tong Yiming sighed. Gui Jiarong's mental state was imbalanced and he would lose for sure. He wanted to use psychological warfare, but he didn't succeed. On the contrary, he lost his cool because of Jiang Leng's provocation.
On the spectator stand, Bai Wenzhang felt gratified when he saw Jiang Leng's performance. He also felt a little disappointed. Such a good student was a failure. If not, he would surely become his most perfect masterpiece.
"Teacher, how did Jiang Leng find that fellow?"
Lu Zhiruo didn't understand.
"Ziqi, what do you think?"
Sun Mo counter-asked.
"Was it his voice?"
The little sunny egg guessed.
"That's right!"
Sun Mo nodded. "Although Gui Jiarong was very careful and avoided making any sounds, to Jiang Leng, whose six senses are extremely sharp, it was like the croaking of a frog in the middle of summer. It was clear and irritating."
Gui Jiarong clearly discovered this point as well. Hence, this time around, he didn't vanish. When he was about to get close to Jiang Leng, his body swayed and three clones suddenly appeared.
"Ah?"
The papaya girl was badly shocked. (What should I do now?)
"Are you badly frightened?"
Gui Jiarong was very complacent. He wanted to see panic and nervousness on Jiang Leng's face. However, he was destined to be disappointed because Jiang Leng still had a deadpan expression on his face.
Three clones and Jiang Leng's original body attacked at the same time. Their longswords slashed furiously at Jiang Leng.
Exclamations of shock rang out from the spectator stands.
At the instant the four longswords slashed over, Jiang Leng suddenly moved. He was like a cheetah hunting its prey, knocking into one of Gui Jiarong's arms and stabbing out with his dagger.
Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!
The sharp dagger stabbed into Gui Jiarong's wrist, arm, and shoulder. After that, Jiang Leng's knee rammed into him.
Bang!
Gui Jiarong's lower abdomen suffered a blow, and his entire person floated up from the impact. After that, Jiang Leng turned and his right leg was like a steel whip, aiming for Gui Jiarong's head.
Bang!
Gui Jiarong felt as though he had collided into a carriage. His mind went blank and his vision blurred. After that, his entire person was flung through the air.
He was like a broken sack, rolling on the ground.
This arena was completely silent.
The expressions of the spectators were still in a state of astonishment.
It ended just like that?
Wasn't it a little too fast?
Honestly speaking, they were still shocked that Gui Jiarong could actually use such a powerful clone cultivation art. They were still thinking that Jiang Leng would be finished for sure. In the end, at the next second, the situation reversed.
"Thanks for letting me win!"
Jiang Leng clasped his fists and walked down the stage.
"Come back and continue fighting. I haven't lost yet!"
Gui Jiarong's expression stiffened. After that, he roared in rage. (I lost? Impossible, this must be a hallucination. Alright, even if it's real, I can still fight!)
Tong Yiming glanced at Gui Jiarong. "Jiang Leng wins this round!"
"Shut up, I can still fight!"
Gui Jiarong roared.
"If you want to be beaten to death, I won't stop you!"
Tong Yiming had an unsightly look on his face. "You can still fight? Look at your right hand! "
Gui Jiarong turned his head after hearing that. He saw three wounds on his right arm that were pierced by a dagger. Not only that, but his left ear was also ringing and fresh blood flowed out.
Jiang Leng's whip kick didn't show any mercy and directly ruptured his eardrums.
Ma Zhang went up the stage and treated Gui Jiarong.
After a short period of silence, thunderous applause rang out in the entire battle dojo.
Gui Jiarong was very impressive. First, he concealed himself, then he created a clone. Both of them were very difficult to deal with, but Jiang Leng easily resolved them.
Such strength was what made people feel despair.
Also, the talent he displayed caused people to drool.
"Teacher, I'm fortunate that I didn't let you down!"
Jiang Leng returned to Sun Mo and bowed his head.
"Well done!"
Sun Mo praised.
"Really strong!"
Gu Xiuxun clicked her tongue.
The other examinees also looked at Jiang Leng, their gazes filled with admiration. After that, they felt a little puzzled. (Is the word 'trash' on your forehead used to act cool?
If not, why would you still have the word 'trash' on your forehead when you are already so strong?)
"It's because Teacher has taught me well!"
Jiang Leng didn't accept Sun Mo's praise. He was humble and polite, not claiming credit for himself.
(Tsk tsk, look at this student. He really knows how to flatter his teacher!)
The great teachers present were so envious that their saliva almost flowed out.
Liu Mubai turned his head and looked at Han Zisheng who was sitting next to him. He suddenly felt that it was very difficult to win the championship.
"Why didn't I discover that this Jiang Leng is so amazing back then?"
Liu Mubai felt regretful.
Actually, back then when he saw the damaged spirit runes on Jiang Leng's body, he had never thought of recruiting him. It was because even if a student like Jiang Leng had outstanding talent, he was destined to have no future.
One could only say that Sun Mo's God Hands was extremely brilliant, forcefully changing Jiang Leng's fate.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Liu Mubai + 100. Friendly (750/100).
"Junior Brother Jiang, eat some melons!"
Lu Zhiruo passed a piece of watermelon over and then asked with curiosity, "How did you differentiate which one is the real one? It can't be that we're still listening to the sound, right? "
Jiang Leng wanted to reply but was interrupted by Tantai Yutang.
"This kind of question must be asked by Teacher!"
The sickly invalid smiled.
"Tantai!"
Jiang Leng frowned. His teacher hadn't experienced battle before, so how would he know? If Teacher couldn't answer your question, how embarrassing would that be?
"Hehe!"
Sun Mo smiled faintly and glanced at the sickly invalid. He didn't mind such a prank and said, "This time around, Jiang Leng didn't rely on his voice. Instead, he used psychology to judge. Oh, it can be understood as thinking from the other party's perspective to determine the real one."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Leng's eyes brightened.
(Teacher even knows this?)
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Jiang Leng + 500. Respect (8,500/10000).
"Ah?"
Lu Zhiruo clearly didn't understand. As for Li Ziqi and the others, they sank into contemplation.
"Gui Jiarong's personality is warlike, arrogant, and arrogant. He's the type of person who likes to crush his enemies with his own hands. Hence, he definitely wouldn't let his clones attack Jiang Leng first. However, the first attack might be intercepted by Jiang Leng. Hence, the second attack would be unleashed by the real one."
Sun Mo analyzed.
"Is that so?"
Lu Zhiruo looked toward Jiang Leng.
"Yes, those three clones are very real. Even their shadows, breathing, and voices are exactly the same. I can only gamble with my heart."
Jiang Leng explained.
"Ah? That fellow would at most take two seconds to summon his clones, right? You actually thought of so many things in such a short period of time? "
The papaya girl was shocked. She blinked her eyes and looked at Jiang Leng with a gaze of worship. (I also want to become as impressive as you.)
"Teacher is the impressive one. He could even guess my thoughts."
Jiang Leng was humble.
"I agree with this!"
Ying Baiwu nodded.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Ying Baiwu + 200. Respect (9,500/10000).
"Aiya, Teacher is impressive. I've long since known that!" The papaya girl was surprised. "In the past, I always felt that Xuanyuan Po was the best at fighting among us. But from the looks of it now, you aren't inferior to him. Yes, if we include brains, he is inferior to you."
"What do you mean by this?"
The combat addict rolled his eyes. "Are you saying that I don't have brains?"
"Do you?"
The few martial siblings counter-asked in unison.
"If this isn't a brain, what is it?"
Xuanyuan Po was very angry. He stretched out his index finger and poked his head hard. "If you don't have brains, you would have died long ago!"
"..."
The few martial siblings were speechless. (The brains we are talking about aren't this!)
"It's true, Xuanyuan Po really doesn't have brains."
Zhang Yaozong felt that if he included brains, he might be able to win against Xuanyuan Po.
"Interesting!"
Li Ruolan couldn't help but mumble. After that, she took out a small notebook and quickly recorded down the script she had thought of.
"Ah?"
Lu Zhiruo jumped in fright. (When did you come over? Also, isn't it a little bad to eavesdrop on a teacher guiding a student?)
Li Ziqi suddenly lifted her leg and stomped on the sickly invalid while no one was paying attention.
"You are not allowed to find trouble for Teacher again!"
The little sunny egg warned with her gaze.
...
"Too foolish."
Yao Guang sat beside the Daybreak Starlord and involuntarily shook her head. "Should we get rid of him?"
"Remember to make use of trash!"
The Daybreak Starlord instructed after drinking a mouthful of soy milk with added sugar.
"Mn!"
Yao Guang saw Ying Baiwu and walked up the stage.
"Aren't you planning to fight? Remember to show mercy, don't kill Sun Mo's students. "
The Daybreak Starlord persuaded.
"Can I cripple them?"
Yao Guang chortled.
"This match is a little interesting. You should watch more!"
The Daybreak Starlord's interest was piqued.
On the stage, Ying Baiwu held the Wind King Divine Bow in her hands. Her expression was heavy because her opponent was very strange. His entire body was draped in a green cloak, and even his eyes couldn't be seen.
This strange attire caused Sun Mo to involuntarily activate his Divine Sight.
An unknown lifeform. Through some kind of mysterious dark secret art and rare plants, the human form was produced. In essence, it was still a plant, but it had the ability to think independently.
One could call it a vegetable.
"Huh?"
Sun Mo had a dumbfounded look on his face. Did this mean that his opponent wasn't a human?
"Teacher Sun!"
Mei Ziyu walked over. "I didn't expect our students to encounter each other."
"..."
Sun Mo turned his head and surveyed Mei Ziyu. He suddenly felt a little rueful. He had always thought that his planting techniques and herbology were already very impressive, but he didn't expect that when compared to Mei Ziyu, he was like a little brother.
Damn it, you can even grow a vegetative person?
"What's wrong?"
Mei Ziyu was puzzled. Sun Mo's expression didn't seem right. Could it be that her secret had been discovered? (No, that's impossible. Even her mother doesn't know about this!)
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