Chapter 1088

Don't say that Jiang Zhitong is not dead yet, even if he is dead, no one will give him a second look.

At this moment, Yingbaiwu was the center of attention.

After a burst of shots, the iron girl climbed up vertically.

Because the Budokan is very large, there is no dome, and you can see the blue sky and white clouds. Now, the clear sky has become the background board of Yingbaiwu.

She just stood in the air, looking down at Xu Cong.

The entire arena fell silent.

Not to mention the audience, even those well-informed and well-informed teachers were also shocked beyond measure at this time.

fly...fly?

Can this be done by humans?

Xu Cong looked at Ying Baiwu with a dazed expression, she could fly?

Then, a huge sense of frustration swept over Xu Cong's body, making him feel that the efforts of the past twenty years were completely in vain.

How can I fight this?

He can fly. Although my sword qi can kill long-range targets, it is only 30 meters at most, but now, he is flying at an altitude of more than 50 meters.

And it looks like it could be higher.

Not to mention Ying Baiwu's unparalleled archery skills, just a random hunter who can't sense the aura, as long as he flies in the sky, he can shoot himself to death.

There is no chance of winning!

After waiting for a few seconds, Ying Baiwu drew the bowstring. This time, the aura condensed and formed a translucent arrow.

"Huh? Why did you show the arrow?"

Lu Zhiruo didn't understand.

"Because whether it's transparent or not, it wins."

Tantai Yutang chuckled, of course, the most important thing was to embarrass Xu Cong.

Now Xu Cong is facing a dilemma.

Definitely can't win,

But admit defeat, think about the conflict between the Jiang family and the teacher, think about his own glory, he should rather die in battle than admit defeat on his own initiative.

However, this really has no chance of winning!

Although in the battle, the sword has no eyes, and the death and injury are not counted, but Ying Baiwu is concerned about the reputation of the teacher. In a battle that must be won, if he deliberately shoots and kills the opponent, it will appear cruel and ruthless, so Ying Baiwu lost the right to choose. Xu Cong.

Don't let me down!

Ying Baiwu deliberately stimulated Xu Cong with a playful look.

The situation has reached a stalemate.

Tong Yiming was stunned.

Sun Mo is too powerful, right?

It has only been more than two years since I first met Sun Mo in the famous teacher assessment, but Sun Mo has grown to such a terrifying level?

In this world, where can I let you go?

The grandmasters on the referee's seat were also stunned. After a long time, only one made a sound.

"Zhou Yasheng really can't steal chickens and lose rice. After this assessment, Sun Mo will definitely be famous in the circle of famous teachers. A title of candidate saint will not be able to escape!"

"Yes, I realized the aura of the ancient sages and got the approval of thousands of ancient sages. Now I have invented a way to fly, which has rewritten the way of fighting in the Middle Earth and Kyushu since then!"

"I don't know the flying skills, is it difficult? If it can be mass-produced, it will be terrible."

The masters talked a lot and looked dignified.

In the past, archers were not valued, and everyone valued swords more. After all, in a fight, archers have both advantages and disadvantages, but once they can fly, how can they play?

Just like now, in fact, Ying Baiwu can completely fly up without the previous death fight, and solve the battle with a round of burst shots.

Burning Blood Realm Peak?

I'm sorry, even if you are in the legendary realm, you have to be beaten. At most, Ying Baiwu's attack power is too weak to break through the defense.

But if you want to kill people, you can't kill them!

"Well, does this count as breaking the rules?"

In the crowd, someone suddenly asked.

"It doesn't count? The rules say that if you fall into the ring, you lose if you stand on your feet, but they are flying now!"

"Yes, there is no rule that you are not allowed to fly!"

"But isn't that too rambunctious?"

"You can't fly, so you blame others?"

The audience talked a lot, shouting that this battle was worth the fare.

"Kneel down and admit defeat!"

Ying Baiwu is very cunning and added the word "kneeling down" just to anger Xu Cong.

Xu Cong was furious and wanted to kill, but he couldn't reach it!

"Since you don't admit defeat, are you going to continue fighting?"

Ying Baiwu was talking, and suddenly let go of the bowstring.

call out!

Arrow attack and kill.

Xu Cong quickly dodged, only to realize that the arrow dissipated in mid-air, which made his face darken.

They made it clear that they were trying to scare him, and they didn't intend to attack.

This was too humiliating, Xu Cong wanted to slap his chest and shout that you have the guts to shoot here, but in the end he didn't have the courage.

"I don't have time to spend with you!"

Ying Baiwu fired again.

"I can't reach you, but it's not easy for you to kill me!"

Xu Cong is going to dodge with all his strength, but I don't believe that your aura can keep you flying in the sky.

collapse!

Bowstring chatter.

An arrow was shot out, and after flying over the ring, ninety-nine shadows were directly split, and the arrows rained down.

boom! boom! boom!

Fengwang Shenjian, carpet bombing.

"Admit defeat...we admit defeat!"

Jiang Zhitong was supported by two friends, and he cried out weakly.

I'm really not reconciled!

But what can I do if I am not reconciled?

Sun Mo looked over.

The two friends who were supporting Jiang Zhitong immediately lowered their heads. They didn't want to offend Sun Mo, and they thought they belonged to Jiang Zhitong's gang.

"This time, win Hundred Dances!"

Tong Yiming declared.

Ying Baiwu landed on the ring, and then jumped again, flying lightly to Sun Mo's side.

A chic one.

"Master Sun, how did you do this?"

Even though he knew that this kind of questioning was inappropriate, Liang Hongda really couldn't help it.

Swish!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Sun Mo, full of curiosity.

"It was done with spirit patterns!"

Sun Mo smiled slightly, without hiding anything.

Not to mention that Mr. Zheng and Li Xiuqi's son-in-law have seen it before, and they can't hide it anymore, and Sun Mo also plans to let more people know about this spirit pattern, and then use it to attract more top students and famous teachers.

For example, do you want to make one of these masters?

If you want to fix it, come to Zhongzhou Academy to take classes, there are not many, half a month in a year, right?

This is the strategic value of Yukong Lingwen.

"Wow, isn't Sun Mo's luck really bad?"

"I don't know which dark ruins he was excavated from?"

"If you check his whereabouts in the past two years, don't you know?"

There were all kinds of mutterings all around, and no one thought that the Yukong Spiritual Pattern was invented by Sun Mo, because it was so unbelievable.

"Master Sun, may I ask, can you tell me the story of this spirit pattern?"

On the referee's seat, the master who majored in spirit patterns couldn't help it, as if he saw the most beautiful treasure.

Such a spirit pattern full of epoch-making significance, even if you don't know what it looks like, listening to its story is still a kind of enjoyment.

"The teacher took a nap that day, ate a stack of snacks, drank a cup of afternoon tea, and then had a whim to..."

Qin Yaoguang has always been a troublemaker, so he started after he cleared his throat.

Everyone's ears pricked up immediately, and the stadium filled with tens of thousands of people was completely silent.

"Go to the bathroom!"

Qin Yaoguang pursed her lips: "Hanji's pastries are really not tasty. Daoji's is better. By the way, is Daoji's person here? Remember to call me the advertising fee!"

"What's all this mess?"

Everyone frowned, losing their temper by Qin Yaoguang, but they didn't dare to attack.

"Stop it!"

Li Ziqi gave Snack Girl a white look: "This spirit pattern was invented by my teacher after an operation."

Xiao Hebao would not tell these people that the teacher's inspiration came from a mechanical doll that Lu Zhiruo unpacked from a mysterious box.

"Fa... Invention?"

Grandmaster's eyes were dull, and he stammered a little: "You...you mean, this spirit pattern was... invented by Master Sun?"

"Yes!"

Li Ziqi smiled sweetly: "Otherwise, you have seen it before, has anyone used it?"

hiss!

The sound of gasping was heard all over the place, almost evacuating the Budokan into a vacuum.

Everyone looked at Sun Mo again, full of suspicion, shock, and envy, but in the end, everything turned into disbelief.

What's incredible is that this spirit pattern is also Sun Mo's person!

This... This is definitely the number one person in the Kyushu spirit pattern world, right?

"You...do you have it too?"

Grandmaster asked.

Li Ziqi didn't answer, and after a slight smile, his whole body floated vertically.

"Masterpiece! Masterpiece!"

The master applauded and praised: "It's really a masterpiece!"

"Everyone, such a trivial matter is not worth mentioning. The personal battle has been delayed. Referee Tong, please continue!"

Sun Mo cupped his fists and apologized.

The battle has begun, but none of you are interested in watching it. Even if it is two saints fighting at the moment, everyone is not interested.

"Master Sun, you..."

Candidates in the surrounding area gathered together one after another, and one of them got sprayed as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What is Master Sun? Who is it called? It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, you have to call Teacher Sun, you know?"

This one felt that he was licking well enough to win a wave of favorability, but in a split second, he found out that there was someone out there.

"Fucking Teacher Sun, who do you look down on? Are you qualified to be a disciple? Call Master Sun, Grand Master Sun!"

A female famous teacher scolded her righteously.

Everyone on the referee's bench looked at Sun Mo eagerly, really wanting to go over and have a chat!

Throughout the ages, flying has always been everyone's dream.

"As for the spirit pattern, we'll wait until the assessment is over!"

Sun Mo's head got dizzy from the quarrel.

"Sun Mo is definitely hot right now."

Gu Xiuxun was full of emotion: "Sister An, you have to catch him tightly, and be careful not to be poached by other famous schools."

"The only ones who are qualified to poach him are the Ninth National University. I don't believe that the principals of those top-tier schools are willing to ask."

Meiziyuxin said, even my mother is too embarrassed to poach someone.

Sun Mo's three disciples, after the three games, he no longer needed to stay here, so he let the gourd babies stay and continue to watch the battle and accumulate experience, while he himself left.

"Master Sun!"

As soon as Sun Mo went out, Mei Yazhi chased after him within a short distance.

"Aunt Mei is being polite, just call me Sun Mo!"

Sun Mo showed his eight teeth and smiled handsomely, like Apollo, the sun god who came to the world.

Seeing that Sun Mo has achieved such achievements, she is still not proud and complacent, and Mei Yazhi is very satisfied: "I'll cut to the chase, that spirit pattern..."

"If you want, I can give you one at any time!"

This is one of my thighs, I have to hug it tightly.

"But now it's the first version, and there are some minor flaws, that is, the flight speed is limited and the steering is not very flexible."

Sun Mo explained, and couldn't help but cast a glance at Mei Yazhi.

This figure is really well maintained. Compared with the hairtail girl of Meiziyu, Aunt Mei has more material. Do you want to suggest that she get a tattoo on her chest?

"Of course, don't worry, my ancient dragon capture hand can eliminate the old spirit pattern at any time, and it will not affect the future, but I hope you will keep this matter a secret."

"Naturally!"

Mei Yazhi nodded, and was very emotional.

Are today's young people so sensible?

Mei Yazhi felt more and more that Sun Mo was very caring, much better than her own daughter.

Hey, if I were ten years younger, I would definitely compete with An Xinhui.

Mei Yazhi didn't say that she wanted to repay Sun Mo, but with her personality, she would definitely not let Sun Mo suffer.

...

The battle was still going on, but everyone was already bored, and all their attention was on Sun Mo.

Although there are still 64 people to participate in the championship match, but after Sun Mo broke out the Yukong Spiritual Pattern, how could his disciples lose?

Winning Baiwu, the archer, has 100% entered the finals. As for Li Ziqi, everyone has not forgotten her pile of spirit pattern sticks, floating in the sky and throwing them downwards. Who can bear it?

There is also the record-breaking result that Sun Mo obtained in the Guxian Hall. Not surprisingly, he is the chief of the four-star master teacher assessment this year.

After four consecutive assessments, he got four chiefs, and all of them broke records.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this achievement is shocking.

Now with the addition of this epoch-making imperial spirit pattern, some people have begun to give Sun Mo the reputation of "candidate saint".

After all, there has never been a famous teacher who has achieved such terrible achievements at the age of twenty-two.

...

The personal battle was over, and one hundred winners were selected and awarded the title of four-star master teacher.

In fact, because the Guxian Hall test was too difficult, the referee team lowered the standard, otherwise, only Sun Mo, Zhang Wentao, and Wan Xiulin would be qualified.

In other words, these three have reached the level of six-star famous teachers in terms of lectures, accumulation of knowledge and foresight.

If it weren't for everyone knowing that these three cannot be dug out, those principals would have mobilized long ago, and they would not hesitate to offer sky-high prices.

"Teacher, shall we still participate in the championship game?"

In the hotel, when eating, Huang Peng was weak.

"What? Afraid of losing?"

Wan Xiulin frowned and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"It's not that I'm afraid of losing, it's that I can't think of the possibility of winning!"

Huang Peng was depressed.

"If you can't win, is that why you give up?"

Wan Xiulin reprimanded: "Go, face the wall and think about your mistakes!"

When the disciple left dejectedly, Wan Xiulin lost her appetite and said to herself, do you think I want to fight? But we belong to the Zhou Yasheng faction!

No choice!

Teacher, you gave up on Li Ziqi, it was really the biggest mistake in your life!

Do not,

Giving up Li Ziqi is not terrible, what is terrible is that Li Ziqi meets Sun Mo.

Why!

It's so sad to live in the same era as Sun Mo.

Wan Xiulin was originally a shining new star who attracted much attention, but this year's assessment was completely suppressed by Sun Mo.

If you can't win Baiwu, you must at least win Li Ziqi!

This is Wan Xiulin's minimum requirement.