Mei Yi, twenty years old, first level of the blood-ignition realm.
Strength 22, trash level.
Intelligence: 24, normal.
Agility 23, a little tricky.
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Potential Value: Average
Note: An average challenger with no specialties or weaknesses. He's so ordinary that you wouldn't be able to find him in a crowd.
Sun Mo activated Divine Sight and observed Mei Yi's data. After a quick glance, he felt a little disappointed.
Couldn't a genius come and challenge him? Fighting normal monsters really did not interest him at all.
"Please do not underestimate any of the challengers. Their ranks are the same as yours!"
System warning.
"You don't understand!"
Sun Mo shook her head.
To Sun Mo, who would always choose the highest difficulty after buying a new game, the challenge of surpassing himself was what made him the happiest.
"Teacher Sun, are you ready?"
The students had already made way for him. Mei Yi was eager to try. In a few more minutes, he would be able to make a name for himself.
"Pardon me for asking, but do you have any unique skills? Or a skill that others don't know? "
Sun Mo asked.
"What? Are you looking down on me? "
Mei Yi's face sank. What he cultivated was a peerless-grade earth-tier Golden Sun Sword Manual. Although it wasn't a common item, it wasn't that high end either.
It was simply too difficult for teachers like them, who didn't have any background, to learn a top-grade cultivation technique. They either had to spend a lot of money to purchase it from those prestigious schools or millennium-old families, or they had to make great contributions to the school and receive the principal's bestowment.
There was another method, and that was to head to the Darkness Continent to search for ancient ruins and secret realms. They might be able to find lost cultivation art manuals there.
"No, I'm just interested."
Sun Mo smiled. It seemed like there was no need for him to use Immemorial Vairocana anymore. In that case, he would use the Grand Universe Formless Divine Art to resolve this. He could also test the prowess of 'copy'.
Clang!
Mei Yi unsheathed his sword. It was a sword that was two fingers wide and three feet long. When he graduated, his father had used two years of savings to buy it.
Sun Mo pulled out the sandalwood blade on his belt.
"You're going to use this?"
Mei Yi frowned.
"Don't worry. If I lose, I won't find an excuse to say that my saber isn't good enough."
Sun Mo knew what Mei Yi was worried about. Hence, he explained.
"Swords have no eyes. I advise you to change to another one!"
Mei Yi reminded.
"No need!"
Sun Mo stared at the longsword in Mei Yi's hand.
The well-made longsword had no grade.
After seeing the data, Sun Mo suddenly felt that he was bullying Mei Yi.
In the Middle-Earth Nine Provinces, the quality of weapons was ranked from low to high. They were classified as spirit weapons, saint weapons, and the extremely rare divine weapons.
Each grade was further divided into lower, middle, upper, and peerless!
Although the wooden blade in Sun Mo's hand wasn't made of iron, it was made from black sandalwood. It had been meticulously polished by a grandmaster in Liangzhou for three years.
This kind of wood was hard, comparable to steel. Furthermore, it would emit a faint sandalwood fragrance that could last for decades. It could dispel nightmares and calm one's mind.
This wooden saber was a spirit weapon.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Mei Yi was already a little impatient. He brandished his sword and said, "Mei Yi, first level of the blood-ignition realm. Please guide me!"
"Sun Mo, first level of the blood-ignition realm. Please guide me!"
Before Sun Mo's voice rang out, Mei Yi stomped on the ground and shot toward Sun Mo like an arrow.
At this moment, only Sun Mo remained in Mei Yi's eyes. He didn't even need to think and immediately used his strongest killing move.
Golden Sun Annihilation!
Buzz!
Mei Yi's longsword trembled and emitted a rumbling sound. At the same time, because he channeled spirit qi into it, it shone with a golden glow. For a time, it was incomparably dazzling.
Mei Yi had to practice this move hundreds of times every day!
This move had already fused into Mei Yi's instincts. He was so familiar with it that he could use it the moment he raised his hand.
"Ha, our cultivation bases are the same. He feels that in order to win, I'll definitely probe him first and fight steadily, right?"
Mei Yi felt a little complacent. He had been thinking about this battle since yesterday afternoon. He wanted to win by surprise, defeating his opponent with a single move.
Only by doing so would he be able to leave a deep impression in the hearts of the spectating students.
(Wait a minute, why isn't there any panic on Sun Mo's face?)
Mei Yi's expression instantly turned heavy. In his opinion, Sun Mo would definitely be flustered if he encountered his sneak attack. But what was the situation now?
He was actually standing there with a calm look on his face?
Given Mei Yi's intellect, he wouldn't be so foolish as to think that Sun Mo was scared silly.
Before Mei Yi drew his sword, Sun Mo had already executed 'copy'. Hence, Mei Yi, who was sprinting at high speed in the eyes of others, was as slow as a sloth in Sun Mo's eyes.
The entire world seemed to have been slowed down. Sun Mo could focus more and observe them more easily, capturing those minute changes.
The Grand Universe Formless Divine Art circulated and Sun Mo brandished his wooden blade.
Golden Sun Annihilation!
Swoosh!
Mei Yi had just arrived before Sun Mo when he saw a wooden blade slashing toward his neck. This caused him to be shocked and he subconsciously changed his move to block.
BOOM!
The wooden blade collided with the longsword. A tremendous force gushed forth, causing Mei Yi to no longer be able to hold on. He spurted out fresh blood and was sent flying.
Bang!
Mei Yi fell onto the ground like a tattered gunny sack, getting stained with a lot of dust.
The entire place was silent. The spectators looked at Mei Yi and then at Sun Mo, not knowing how to react for a time. Weren't the two of them at the first level of the blood-ignition realm?
How did this guy called Mei Yi get insta-killed in a single move?
The judgment and experience of some lower-year students weren't good enough, so they couldn't tell what was real and what was fake. However, the higher-year students did. Sun Mo's move was the same as Mei Yi's, but his was more proficient and stronger.
From this, it could be seen that Sun Mo must have spent a lot of time practicing the Golden Sun Sword Manual.
Sun Mo lowered his head and looked at the wooden blade, recalling the process of the earlier attack. Was this' copy '? It was really so powerful. No wonder it could become a peerless-grade saint-tier cultivation art!
Mei Yi's countenance was pale. He struggled to stand up, but he had suffered a head-on attack, causing his arms and abdomen to be injured. For a time, he felt extremely uncomfortable and couldn't muster any strength.
However, compared to the physical pain, the mental injury was even more serious.
He had lost, and he had lost to the Golden Sun Annihilation!
One must know that this was the move he was most proficient in and the one he was most confident in. However, he still couldn't win against Sun Mo. Didn't this mean that his martial talent was inferior to Sun Mo's?
Such a blow was simply too great!
"Thanks for letting me win!"
Sun Mo didn't retract his blade. After speaking, he glanced at the surrounding crowd. "I know that there are still intern teachers who want to challenge me. You can step out now!"
Sun Mo liked to play combat and adventure-type games. Now that he finally had a chance to fight, he was very excited. Moreover, the feeling of using martial strength to defeat an enemy was truly very cool.
There was no need to reason or waste words. If he didn't like someone, he could directly beat them into submission. This feeling was truly exhilarating.
Whispers rang out in the surroundings, but no one stepped out for now.
Sun Mo sent Mei Yi flying with a single move. Honestly speaking, the scene was a little shocking.
"Is there no one else? If there's no one else, I'm going to leave! "
Sun Mo teased.
After someone adjusted his mental state, he stepped out.
"Teacher Sun, I'm Lu Kun, first level of the blood-ignition realm. Please guide me!"
A tall and muscular young man reported his name. He was also an intern teacher.
"Sun Mo, first level of the blood-ignition realm. Please guide me!"
Sun Mo entered the 'copy' state again.
The world slowed down again.
Compared to Mei Yi, Lu Kun was much more cautious. He didn't attack recklessly. Instead, he wielded his longsword and faced Sun Mo.
Time slowly passed. The spectating students were already growing impatient. (Everyone wants to see you guys fight each other. What's the meaning of standing here like this?)
(If you want to put on a performance art, please go to the front of the school gate!)
A drop of sweat flowed down from Lu Kun's forehead. He also knew that it wasn't good to be in a stalemate like this, but he couldn't find a chance to attack at all!
For some reason, Sun Mo was just casually standing there, yet he exuded a feeling of nature. There were no flaws at all.
The most troublesome thing was that when Lu Kun met Sun Mo's gaze, he had a feeling that he was being seen through.
This feeling was very unbearable!
The spectators were unhappy. A commotion gradually arose, and some people even started booing.
As the challenger, Lu Kun was under greater pressure than Sun Mo. If he still didn't attack, others would think that he was afraid. Moreover, his aura would also weaken.
"F * * *, I'll go all out!"
Lu Kun gritted his teeth and pounced toward Sun Mo. At the instant he got close, he exerted force with his left leg and changed directions, appearing on Sun Mo's right side. After that, he lifted his sword and stabbed out furiously.
Gale Shooting Moon!
Swish!
The longsword was like a venomous snake hunting its prey. It left behind afterimages as it stabbed toward Sun Mo's neck. However, before it could hit its target, a wooden blade came piercing over at an even faster speed.
Dang!
The longsword was deflected. After that, the wooden blade pierced toward Lu Kun's neck with lightning speed.
"What?"
Lu Kun was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. It was already too late to block the wooden blade. If he was pierced, he would definitely die.
Swish!
The wooden blade stopped at Lu Kun's throat.
"You've lost!"
Sun Mo's clear voice was like the wind brushing past his ears. It felt very comfortable.
Lu Kun gulped down a mouthful of saliva. After that, he looked at the wooden blade that was just inches away from him and couldn't help but sigh. "You're really impressive!"
Because Lu Kun was proficient in Gale Shooting Moon, he felt that he had some small accomplishments in it. Therefore, when he saw Sun Mo using the same move and completely suppressing him, there was only admiration left in his heart.
Ding!
Favorable impression points from Lu Kun + 5. Prestige connection unlocked. Neutral, you aren't bad either! "
Sun Mo smiled and kept his blade. After that, he faced the surroundings. "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?"
The intern teachers in the crowd started to measure their own strength.
If earlier, there were still people who felt that Lu Kun had beaten them to the punch. But now, their thoughts of challenging Sun Mo were no longer as strong.
In fact, they even felt a little fortunate that they didn't jump out.
Sun Mo had defeated his opponents consecutively in a single move despite being at the same cultivation level. This was the proof of his strength.
Mei Yi and Lu Kun had gone easy on him?
Stop joking. There were so many students spectating. Did the two of them not want face?
Mei Yi and Lu Kun's martial techniques were too trashy?
Everyone wasn't blind. These two intern teachers' moves were very skillful and smooth, and they also contained quite a bit of power. Clearly, they were using their best moves, but they were still inferior to Sun Mo.
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