Absolute Great Teacher

　　 In the next game, until dark, no disciple of Sun Mo played.

　　Ying Baiwu and Li Ziqi were bored, but the audience was ecstatic and screamed.

　　 For the future of their respective teachers, these disciples really tried their best.

　　 Be merciful?

　　 does not exist, as long as there is a chance, they are eager to kill the opponent.

　　 Of course, the students work so hard, and because this is a great opportunity to rank among the champions, as long as they squeeze into the top 64, they will definitely have a chance to be on the list.

　　 At that time, fame and fortune came.

　　 The next day, the battle began.

　　 In the first game, winning Baiwu was drawn by a young man named Li Feng.

　　 "Sun Mo's disciple wins Baiwu against Wang Meng's disciple Li Feng."

　　 Tong Yiming announced.

　　 "It's finally my turn!"

　　 Ying Baiwu glanced at Sun Mo, waiting for instructions.

　　 "Can your body work?"

　　 Sun Mo was worried. The iron girl had been uncomfortable ever since she came to the Dark Continent. If she didn't insist, Sun Mo would never allow her to play.

"much better."

When Ying Baiwu is idle, she feels dizzy and vomiting, and her body is swollen and uncomfortable. However, in order to participate in fighting, she has conducted special training in private, and then unexpectedly discovered that once she fights, she is in a particularly good state and her six senses are super sensitive. , The aura runs fast, just like a violent gesture.

　　 "Be careful!"

　　 Sun Mo exhorted.

　　 The iron girl nodded, and then rushed to the ring a few steps, followed by a jump, and somersaulted.

　　 Her posture is chic and neat, plus she is a brave little beauty, and she immediately wins applause.

　　 "What is Sun Mo doing? Why did you send another little girl?"

　　 The audience didn't know how to do it, just watching the excitement, the famous teachers frowned.

　　 Sun Mo is too defiant, right?

　　 "You have misunderstood Sun Mo. He is only twenty-two or three years old. Aren't all his apprentices children?"

　　 Someone helped to explain.

The rules of the Sacred Gate are very detailed, and they will carefully check each disciple of the famous teacher, like the kind of private, make a contract with some powerful cultivators, let the other party pretend to be disciples, participate in the competition, and then terminate the teacher-student relationship afterwards Things will never happen.

　　 "Give up, you can't beat me!"

　　 Li Feng came to the stage, after taking a few glances at Ying Baiwu, he shook his head and sighed: "I don't want to bully the kids!"

　　 "In the ring, there is no grudge for life or death, I don't want you to regret it when you die!"

　　 Ying Baiwu has a serious expression: "So come up with an all-out attitude."

　　 Li Feng listened to Ying Baiwu's decisive words and looked at her expression of giving up everything, his expression also became solemn.

　　 "Sun Mo is a good way to train his disciples!"

　　 Famous teachers envy.

　　 Even though he doesn't say anything, who doesn't want his cubs to worship themselves and give their lives for themselves?

"Start!"

　　 Tong Yiming finished speaking, then retreated to the edge of the ring, trying not to affect the battle.

　　 As soon as his voice fell, Ying Baiwu quickly raised the longbow, and drew the carved feather arrow from the quiver hanging on the outer thigh with his right hand.

　　 "Innocent!"

　　 When Li Feng moved his body, he appeared in front of Ying Baiwu and slashed with a palm.

　　 He is also a middle-aged man at the age of twenty-nine. He is embarrassed to be dead, so he is ready to fly a longbow that will win Baiwu.

"what?"

　　 Winning Baiwu was anxious, a flustered look appeared on his face, and he staggered back.

　　 In the eyes of the audience, she even saw that she was so nervous that the arrow she pulled out was placed on the bowstring, and when she opened it, it fell off.

　　 "It's over!"

　　 "Is this psychological quality still on stage, to die?"

　　 "Hundreds of games, there will always be a few **** time, besides, people are so small and inexperienced, you can forgive me!"

　　 The audience talked a lot.

　　 Li Feng saw this scene, and even felt a little intolerable.

　　 "Am I too cruel?"

　　 When Li Feng was considering whether he was merciful, he heard the bowstring tremble.

　　 collapse!

　　 Then in the next second, a sharp pain came from Li Feng's shoulder, accompanied by blood splashing.

"what?"

　　 Li Feng was shocked, a powerful impact made him even take two steps back.

　　 Tong frowned and raised.

　　 Winning Baiwu is not forgiving, and quickly pulls the bowstring with his right hand, which is directly a round of burst shots.

　　咻! call out! call out!

　　 No arrow shadows, only the sound of arrows.

　　 The distance was too close, and the arrow disappeared. Li Feng was hit suddenly, without knowing how to defend, so his shoulders, arms, and thighs were pierced one after another.

　　噗! puff! puff!

　　 Big and **** holes popped up.

　　 The entire Budo Hall of Nuo Da was silent for an instant.

　　 No one thought that such a girl could be so cruel!

　　 Her offensive is so wild, and on her pretty face, there is no half of timidity and panic. At this time, all is left with the decisive decisiveness.

　　 "It turns out that her expression just now was pretended!"

　　 "It's too cruel. As an archer, instead of pulling away from flying the kite, but to lie to the other person to get close, what a courage it must be!"

　　 "Yes, if you make a mistake, you lose."

　　Famous teachers are discussing with great enthusiasm.

　　 Don't look at Li Feng's high rank, but he was too careless, and his tactics and mentality were all a bit short.

　　 This young girl from this family has already made her own tactics clear before taking the stage, but he is still underestimating others.

　　 "Sister Baiwu is so prestigious, is there anything?"

　　 Lu Zhiruo screamed happily, cheering for the iron girl.

　　 "Give up, we give up!"

　　Wang Meng woke up from the shock and hurriedly shouted.

　　 If you continue to fight, you will be shot to death.

　　 High realm, what's the use of being strong?

　　 was stolen by the opponent, and shot seriously, even in the thousand life stage, it is not easy to come back.

　　 Soon, there was another deep complaint in his heart.

　　 What do you mean by you?

　　 Are you flattened now?

　　 Saying that this disciple Sun Mo is cruel enough!

　　 is not to hate the enemy, but to be cruel to oneself!

　　 Anyway, Wang Meng asked himself not to use this tactic.

　　 Li Feng was lying on the ground, his face was pale, with shame and anger, as well as a strong sense of unwillingness and anger. Why did I lose?

　　 This is a shame!

　　 Seeing Wang Meng coming up, Li Feng turned his head away, not daring to look at him.

　　 "My teacher's hand of **** can heal your injury, don't worry, it won't be disabled."

　　 Win a hundred dance reminders.

　　 "Thank you for your mercy!"

　　 Wang fiercely clasped his fists. He knew that with his archery skills, he could shoot through Li Feng's head.

　　 "In this game, disciple Sun Mo, win a hundred dances."

　　 Tong Yiming just announced, someone shouted.

　　 "Referee, it's not fair, her longbow is a sacred weapon, right?"

　　 is a disciple of Wang Meng. His heart is upset and he feels that Yingbaiwu cheated.

"To shut up!"

　　 Wang Meng turned his head and yelled: "If you lose, you lose. Don't make excuses."

　　 Wang Meng wanted to face, and the fighting wisdom, experience, and brilliance that Yingbaiwu showed in this battle completely crushed Li Feng.

　　 Li Feng did not complain about losing.

　　 "Okay, I can afford to lose, let go, real teacher!"

　　Someone cheered.

　　 Tong Yiming looked at Ying Baiwu.

　　 The Sacred Gate does stipulate that in fighting, it is not allowed to use Tai Chi weapons, but the opponent does not hold it accountable, and they do not care.

　　 After all, weapons are definitely easy to pick. Some famous teachers are rich in wealth, and they have long equipped their disciples with good weapons. You can't let them be used because of the rules of the game, right?

　　 "My longbow is indeed a holy weapon."

　　 Win Baiwu opened his mouth, and the audience suddenly boiled. They craned their necks and looked down.

　　 sacred artifact, this thing is very rare, you can't usually see it.

　　 "However, making the arrow transparent is not the effect of the longbow, but the technique I practice!"

　　 The iron girl explained and looked at the crowd on the examinee's side: "Who has an ordinary longbow, can you lend me a use?"

　　 "Use mine!"

　　 A young man threw the longbow over.

　　 Ying Baiwu caught it, raising his hand with two arrows.

　　People couldn't see anything, but after a few seconds, two birds fell from the sky.

The arena of 　　 Budokan is half the size of a football field, and there is no ceiling. It is the morning and the eyes are bright.

　　 hiss!

　　 The two bird carcasses made many people gasp.

　　 Is this too accurate?

　　 The doubting guy looked embarrassed.

　　 "Thank you for your longbow."

　　 Win a hundred dances and throw a bow and arrow.

　　 "I take the liberty to ask, what is your technique? What is its grade?"

　　 The youth is curious.

　　 "Feng Wang Shen Jue, a holy masterpiece!"

　　 Ying Baiwu said, and looked at Sun Mo: "My teacher generously gave it!"

　　 hiss!

　　 Hearing the words "Holy Grade Peer", the people around them suddenly became calm, and looked at Ying Baiwu enviously. This is the highest level technique!

　　 Did she learn it at such a young age?

　　 "Sun Mo, this is the worst rule!"

　　 Some old people complained.

　　In the circle of famous teachers~www.readwn.com~, only those disciples who prove their loyalty are qualified to learn this superb exercise.

how to prove?

　　Being a horse and a cow for teachers for decades.

　　The law is not lightly spread, and the Tao is not cheap. This is an unspoken rule.

　　 It turned out that Sun Mo did well, and passed on casually.

　　 If you do this, the students will be able to compare it. This will make it difficult for everyone to bring the team in the future.

　　 "Can Sun Mo still have a masterpiece of archery?"

　　 Someone was stunned.

"What's weird about this? I heard that guy has several holy-level techniques. He can actually do it very well. It's only because of three assessments, various full marks in written tests, and he is a quasi-master of the spirit pattern. Let everyone ignore his combat effectiveness."

　　 "More than that, he is still a master of calligraphy and painting!"

　　 This famous teacher who speaks is from Jiangnan and has heard of Sun Mo's many deeds.

　　 "This kind of archery is very strange, but once you become familiar with it, that's it, this girl, it's impossible to win again."

　　 A group of test-takers immediately began to analyze Ying Baiwu.

　　 The huge gap in the realm made her not worry.

　　 Fighting continues.

　　 Wan Xiulin’s disciple Huang Peng was a tall young man, 21 or 2 years old, born with supernatural power, and with a direct punch, he quickly killed his opponent.

　　 Jiang Zhitong’s disciple named Xu Cong, wielding a long sword, like Master Pian Pianjia, but with a fierce attack, he cut off the enemy’s arm in one move.

　　 He did this to intimidate and plant a psychological shadow for everyone.

　　 Sun Mo wanted to see what level of Zhang Wentao’s disciple was, but it was Xiao Hebao’s turn.