The draconian hall had been silent for a total of five minutes.
At the start, there were still students cheering and cheering, but gradually, there was no more. As the draconians got stronger, Sun Mo's battles got more and more exciting. Everyone was fully immersed and had long forgotten about cheering.
Even Wanyan Zhenghe, who viewed Sun Mo with hostility, was dazzled and couldn't bear to shift his gaze away.
"Where are the draconians? Why haven't they appeared yet? "
"Hurry up, I can't wait anymore."
"How many cultivation arts has Teacher Sun displayed? I feel that there are at least five. "
Finally, as there was no battle for a long time, the students started to make noises.
"36 kills, it's already 36 kills!"
Xiao RiNan had been counting. At this moment, his body was trembling as he looked at Sun Mo with a dazed gaze. He had a look of disbelief on his face.
If it wasn't for the fact that all the draconians had shattered into light spots, the floor would be filled with dismembered corpses.
"Teacher Duanmu, what should we do next?"
Sun Mo raised his head and asked.
"Just wait and see."
Teacher Duanmu smiled and applauded. "Congratulations, Sun Mo. You've broken the record."
"What? Broken the record? How long did Teacher Sun take to defeat all 36 draconians? "
"I forgot to count, but it's definitely very fast."
"He's done just like that? I haven't gotten enough of watching yet. "
The students realized something after a while.
That rich second generation student quickly took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. He discovered that over an hour had passed, but he didn't notice it at all.
Wasn't he too immersed?
Very soon, the topic changed from Sun Mo finishing the battle to whether he had broken the record or not.
"Although it's very fast, it should be a little lacking, right?"
The students didn't forget that the previous record holder was the headmaster when he was 30 years old. This Teacher Sun was only in his twenties. What was more terrifying was that he was just an intern teacher.
During the examination, he had concealed his star level. Otherwise, if these students knew that Sun Mo was only a 2-star, they would be even more astonished.
The crystal ball floating below the ceiling emitted a resplendent glow. Then, four beams of light shot toward the four walls in the east, south, west, and north.
Zi!
As the light beams swept past, the portrait on the wall was ground away, replaced by Sun Mo's upper body. He was casually dressed in teacher attire, but there was a simple crown on his head.
"This..."
Let alone the students, even some of the great teachers who had just joined the school a few years ago were dumbfounded.
"F * ck, I thought those heads were carved to commemorate the principal. Turns out they were carved by the crystal ball after the record was broken."
Wanyan Zhenghe blurted out, his heart filled with envy.
He also wanted this kind of glory.
Xiao RiNan looked at the lifelike portrait of Sun Mo on the wall and clenched his fists. He had another goal, and that was to break the record and carve his portrait here.
"Teacher Sun seems to be 25, right? I must do it before this age. "
Xiao RiNan had just made his decision, and then he was a little discouraged because he suddenly felt that within ten years, he would most likely not be able to cultivate to this realm.
Sun Mo's strength was visible to the naked eye. It was a strength that caused people to feel despair.
"Teacher is awesome!"
Xian Yu Wei clapped happily, feeling honored.
After a few minutes of noisy discussion, there was suddenly a clap that grew louder and louder.
To the students, Sun Mo's performance today had conquered them.
"Teacher Sun is impressive."
Ba Ri Gang applauded and shouted at the same time. After shouting, he felt a chill in his heart, feeling that things were going to be bad.
The little prince hated Sun Mo very much.
(Wouldn't I be courting death by doing this?)
As expected, Wanyan Zhenghe turned his head and glared over.
"Eh!"
Ba Ri Gang smiled apologetically.
"You can't even clap and you want to cheer? Can't we still be friends? Have you forgotten how I was smacked in the face by Sun Mo? "
Wanyan Zhenghe spoke in disdain.
"I was wrong."
Ba Ri Gang hurriedly apologized.
"However, it's true that this fellow is very impressive. If there's a chance, I should learn all of his ultimate skills."
Wanyan Zhenghe mumbled.
"Huh?"
The group of friends was astonished, thinking that they had heard wrongly. The arrogant little prince actually acknowledged a person from the Central Plains?
Who would believe this?
In this battle, not only did Sun Mo obtain 36 kills, but he also subdued Wanyan Zhenghe's pride.
After the sculpture was completed, a beam of light shot out from the crystal ball, landing in the center of the venue. After that, it expanded and formed a door.
"Sun Mo, pass through it and you'll be able to reach the Giant Dragon Hall."
Duanmu Li introduced.
"Mn!"
Sun Mo summoned. "Ziyu, I'll go over to take a look first."
After saying that, Sun Mo walked into the teleportation gate, leaving behind a series of envious gazes.
If he couldn't complete the trial, he wouldn't be able to enter the Giant Dragon Hall. Hence, there was no point in being envious.
"Teacher Sun really knows a lot of cultivation arts. He used a total of 16 types, and he's familiar with even more."
Duanmu Li sighed ruefully. He was also curious. "How old is he? Why does he have so much time to familiarize himself with cultivation arts?"
Mei Ziyu assessed Duanmu Li. This great teacher's judgment was really sharp. Since he could recognize that Sun Mo knew so many cultivation arts, then he must have already grasped them himself.
"I want to acknowledge him as my teacher!"
This was the only thought left in Xianyu Wei's mind. She felt that if she missed out on Sun Mo, she'd regret it for the rest of her life.
...
After passing through the teleportation gate, there was a long corridor that was slightly dim.
There were all sorts of huge dragons carved on the walls on both sides of the corridor.
After walking for about 50 meters, Sun Mo entered a majestic hall. The dome was so high that it seemed to reach the clouds, giving off an extremely vast feeling of emptiness.
Sun Mo assessed the place while waiting. However, there was no sound even after a long time. Just when he was feeling a little impatient, the eyes of the huge dragons carved on the walls suddenly moved, looking toward Sun Mo in unison.
"F * * *."
Sun Mo's hair stood on end and he directly cursed.
The lighting here was dim, and when he was glared at by over 100 pairs of scarlet eyes, it was as if he was in a horror movie. It was too terrifying.
A series of low voices rang out.
It was just that Sun Mo didn't understand.
"This can't be the dragon language, right?"
Sun Mo frowned and activated Divine Sight, looking at the surroundings.
Unknown target.
"The Dragon Subduing Academy is most proficient in beast taming. Could it be that I have to use beast taming techniques to communicate with the huge dragons here?"
Sun Mo analyzed and then tried.
In the end, he still didn't gain anything.
"Uncle Huge Dragon, can you speak the human language?"
Sun Mo was helpless.
Roar!
The low voices disappeared and turned into dragon roars. The sound waves were so loud that Sun Mo's head felt like it was splitting apart and he fainted.
...
Bang!
Beardie pushed open the door to the vice headmaster's office.
"Can you be more steady?"
Murong Ye was standing before the window sill, feeding a few pigeons with a handful of millet. When he saw the pigeons flapping their wings and flying away after being frightened by the sound of the door opening, he felt a little unhappy.
"Teacher Sun has completed 36 kills and entered the Huge Dragon Hall."
Beardie panted heavily. After receiving this news, he immediately rushed over to report it.
"Oh? His strength isn't bad! "
Murong Ye was very calm. After that, he let out a soft laugh and said in a teasing tone, "It's a pity that he won't be able to get anything."
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