Seeing how tyrannical the beggar was, Sun Mo really wanted to use 'An eye for an eye' to reflect the beggar's blade skill.
However, he rejected it rationally.
If he did so, he would be heavily injured.
Although the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art was a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art, it wasn't omnipotent. If the difference in strength was too great, the advantage of the cultivation art wouldn't be able to be displayed.
Luckily, a divine art was a divine art.
Sun Mo used 'copy'. In his vision, the beggar's movements immediately slowed down. Moreover, he also activated the Invulnerable Golden Body and Invulnerable Golden Body.
Swoosh!
As the saber slashed down, it directly plowed a half-meter-deep ravine on the ground, which was more than ten meters long.
Sun Mo had just dodged when the great blade slashed toward the left.
Sun Mo punched out.
Bang!
His fist collided with the blade. Sun Mo borrowed the force and retreated.
"Oh, interesting!"
The old fisherman's eyes brightened.
Sun Mo was clearly borrowing force to fight force, wanting to escape the canyon.
Even the silent middle-aged man couldn't help but open his eyes.
Such a thing sounded simple but was extremely difficult to do. After all, the person who attacked was Yue Changdao, the personal disciple of Tyrant Blade Yue Ba.
After two moves failed, Yue Changdao's expression changed slightly. He was burning with anger and was about to unleash his ultimate technique to kill Sun Mo when he suddenly sensed a sense of danger.
Subconsciously, Yue Changdao used his blade as a shield and blocked it.
Zi!
A beam of light shot out.
It was too fast.
It was already too late for Yue Changdao to block it. When he saw the beam of light shooting toward his face, he twisted his waist and swung his arm, relying on his powerful body to avoid being hit. However, his shoulder was grazed.
There was no blood, but the smell of burning flesh.
"What is that?"
The Myriad Manifestations Spirit Wave Art was an extremely rare long-range cultivation art. Very few people knew it, so Yue Changdao had never seen it before. Now that he was hit by it, he felt a little shocked.
While he was in a daze, Sun Mo had already retreated.
"Damn it!"
Yue Changdao cursed, feeling that he had lost a lot of face.
"This fellow's cultivation art is very good."
The old fisherman evaluated.
"Not only that, it's definitely a peerless-grade saint-tier one. and it's not just one."
The man with the bun spoke.
"Yo, our Great Teacher Sun finally spoke after being silent for three years?"
The old fisherman teased.
"Yue Changdao, you are too tyrannical."
Sun Ming berated.
"As expected of a great teacher, your magnanimity is great. I can't do it. In any case, if you can't pass my saber, you can forget about snatching this piece of meat."
Yue Changdao sheathed his saber and laid back down on the grass.
"With your aptitude, I'm afraid there's no hope for you in this lifetime. Why don't you let that young man have a try? Maybe we can get some inspiration from him."
The old fisherman chuckled, but he was actually a little grumpy.
Relying on one's own comprehension was truly too difficult. It was as difficult as having cannon fodder, but he was chased away just like that. What a pity, what a pity!
"I also want to find cannon fodder, but what if that kid comprehended it?"
Yue Changdao coldly snorted.
"What do you mean?"
The old fisher frowned.
"If it was an old man, or even a middle-aged man, I wouldn't care. But don't you think that young man is too young?"
Yue Changdao might seem rash, but he was actually very meticulous. "This kind of genius has a very high chance of comprehending something. In that case, do you think he would tell us?"
"Unless he's an idiot!"
The old fisherman shook his head.
"Hence, we might as well chase him away."
Yue Changdao didn't kill Sun Mo because he looked down on Sun Mo. Rather, it was because he was wary of Sun Mo.
"Being able to learn such a powerful cultivation art and having such an intelligent aptitude, his background must be very deep. Yue Changdao, you've gotten yourself into big trouble."
Sun Ming's expression didn't change, but there was a hint of gloating in his tone. "If I didn't remember wrongly, he's wearing the teacher attire of the Central Province Academy.
"Oh right, there are two stars on the school emblem. This means that he's a 2-star great teacher."
Sun Ming sighed ruefully. He had been in seclusion here for ten years and had missed out on many things.
(Most probably, everyone in the great teacher world has forgotten about me, right?)
"I, Little Tyrant Blade, Yue Changdao, have killed hundreds of people ever since I started cultivating. Have I ever been afraid of anyone?"
Yue Changdao coldly snorted.
"Oh, let me add one more thing. The headmaster of the Central Province Academy is a secondary saint."
Sun Ming had stayed in the Battlegod Canyon for too long, so he didn't know that the old headmaster had failed to break through to the saint realm and was in a coma.
"Although your teacher's fame is great, it can't be greater than a secondary saint!"
The old fisherman sighed. "Yue Changdao, you're in trouble this time around. You're going to die!"
"You're the one who's going to die!"
Yue Changdao spoke in disdain. "I admit that the talent of that young man is extraordinary, but this place is the Battlegod Canyon. If one hasn't comprehended the true meaning of the murals, they won't be able to enter. As long as I don't go out, he basically has no way to blow the whistle to get people to come and kill me. He can't possibly get a secondary saint to act, right?"
"Then the standard of a secondary saint is too low."
Yue Changdao had long since thought about it. "I've stayed here for ten years, so I'm not afraid of staying here for another ten years. If that young man is capable enough, he can wait for me at the entrance of the canyon!"
Sun Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. It was no wonder that Yue Changdao could gain the favor of the Tyrant Blade and be accepted as a personal student. Although he was burly and looked like a brute, his thoughts were too meticulous.
"What about you guys? Do you have any new discoveries? Let's discuss them together! "
Yue Changdao urged.
...
Just when everyone was looking up in anticipation, Sun Mo retreated with a gloomy expression.
"Damn, I'm so pissed!"
Sun Mo recalled the games he had played in the past. Those high level accounts would wait at the entrance of dungeons and kill the low level accounts, not allowing the low level accounts to enter.
"Great Teacher Sun!"
Everyone cried out in shock. After that, they rushed over like a swarm of bees. However, when they got near Sun Mo, they suddenly stopped.
Great Teacher Sun's countenance was unsightly. They had better not be blind and say the wrong things, causing Sun Mo to be angry.
Right now, Sun Mo's status in everyone's hearts was infinitely higher.
Just look, entering the sixth part of the Battlegod Canyon in half a month's time. Who could accomplish this?
"Teacher, there's something wrong with the situation?"
Li Ziqi jogged over and asked in a low voice. She even checked Sun Mo without leaving any traces. After ascertaining that Sun Mo wasn't injured, she heaved a sigh of relief.
"Teacher Sun, what's wrong?"
Jin Mujie frowned. In her heart, Sun Mo had always been a sunny and cheerful young man. But now, he was exuding a sense of depression.
"Do you guys know who the people inside are?"
Sun Mo looked toward Zha Liang.
"I'm not sure!"
Zha Liang shook his head. Although everyone had stayed in the canyon for quite a long time, the people inside had stayed even longer. It was normal for them to not meet each other even once in several years.
"Great Teacher Sun, did you encounter trouble? Tell us, we're willing to do anything for you! "
Someone immediately patted his chest to express his loyalty.
"No rush, let me think about it a little more."
Sun Mo took a few steps out and added, "Don't worry, since I said I would tell you guys the true meaning of the murals, I'll definitely tell you guys."
"Great Teacher Sun came out so quickly. Could it be that the people inside don't want him to look at the murals?"
Logically speaking, Sun Mo should have stayed here for a few hours at the very least.
"There's actually such a shameless person?"
"Kill him!"
"That's a must. Since he dares to bully Great Teacher Sun, I, the Number One Blade of the Northern Lands, will be the first to not let him off."
Everyone discussed. After that, they left the canyon and prepared to drink a cup of wine to celebrate.
Great Teacher Sun had passed. This was something worthy of celebration.
Comprehending it himself?
(Stop joking, it's impossible. Just wait to drink the soup.)
...
The time arrived and the soldiers were refreshed.
However, everyone had left. Hence, the soldiers lingered around and weren't attacked.
Logically speaking, this was a great opportunity to accumulate experience. But for some reason, when Bai Hao looked at those soldiers, he felt that they were dull and dull.
His spirit, qi, and spirit were all beaten up.
Sun Mo's strength was so terrifying.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Bai Hao + 500. Respect (1,700/10000).
At the campsite of the Westshore Military School.
Fu Yanqing sat in his tent and read a book. He knew that he wouldn't be able to comprehend the true meaning of the murals within a short period of time. Hence, he couldn't be bothered to snatch the sword wills.
After all, the conflicts in this stage were too intense.
A moment of carelessness would result in serious injuries at best and death at worst.
As a 6-star great teacher, Fu Yanqing, who had enjoyed glory before, started to cherish his life.
"Even if Sun Mo comprehended it, only death awaits him when he enters the sixth stage."
Fu Yanqing's lips twitched. But after that, he shook his head and laughed.
(What am I thinking? If Sun Mo can clear it?
I'll twist my head off and let him sit on it!)
(Wait a minute.)
Fu Yanqing thought of Sun Mo's terrifying speed of clearing stages and decided to add a limit. Let's make it three years!
"Sigh, Bai Hao is really pitiful. He's probably going to suffer a huge blow during this tempering expedition."
Fu Yanqing shook his head.
"Teacher Fu!"
A voice rang out outside the tent.
"What's the matter?"
Fu Yanqing casually asked.
"Sun Mo passed."
Duan Hu glanced at the surroundings and lowered his voice because he felt that this might be bad news to the teachers and students of the school.
"What?"
Fu Yanqing was astonished. "What did you say?"
"Sun Mo passed!"
Duan Hu suddenly felt that if he came here to report the news, he might not be able to increase his presence and might even incur disgust.
"The fifth part of the canyon?"
Fu Yanqing was puzzled.
Just when Duan Hu acknowledged it, Fu Yanqing rushed out of the tent like a whirlwind. He grabbed Duan Hu's arm and roared in a low voice, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"
"Mn!"
Duan Hu's voice wasn't loud, but Fu Yanqing felt as though he was struck by lightning.
This...
How was this possible?
Only a week had passed!
Could Sun Mo be the reincarnation of a battle god? If not, how did he accomplish it?
Fu Yanqing had seen those murals before. They were as difficult as heavenly books. How could Sun Mo comprehend them so quickly?
(Is there some secret here that I don't know?)
Fu Yanqing's mind was in a mess. He was dealt a huge blow by this news. Although he knew that his students wouldn't dare to lie to him, he still walked toward the Battlegod Town.
He wanted to personally take a look.
At this moment, the Battlegod Town had already sunk into a commotion. The news of Sun Mo passing the stage spread like wildfire. Everyone was discussing this matter.
Even those young ladies who came from afar to earn extra money were no exception. They hugged the arms of their customers and asked all sorts of questions, trying to find out about Sun Mo's situation.
In a tea shop.
"You actually passed the stage?"
Bai Cha clicked his tongue in wonder and involuntarily surveyed Sun Mo. "I didn't see your head being bigger than others!"
Sun Mo drank a mouthful of 'coffee' and asked Bai Cha, "You have stayed here for a long time. Do you know the origin of that muscular blade-wielding guy?"
"He should be Tyrannical Pride's personal disciple, Yue Changdao. This fellow just arrived at the Battlegod Canyon and immediately went around challenging others, killing over ten people. After that, he started to comprehend the true meaning of the murals and cleared three stages in a single day."
Bai Cha recalled. That was something that happened ten years ago.
"What's wrong? Did he find trouble for you? You are in for it then! "
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