Chapter 1242: Thousands of People Sought After

Island Plaza, training platform.

When Liu Xiurong was taken out of the prison, he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

The glare of the sun was like a sharp arrow, piercing his eyes and skin very painful, but he didn't want to hide back, instead he tried his best to raise his head, wanting to take a look at the long-lost sun.

"Go!"

The prison guard urged and pushed him.

Sun Mo has arrived and is moving his body.

Some spectators gathered around, all the candidates came, as well as the local prison guards and their families.

"When does it begin?"

Liu Xiurong decided to fight slowly so that he could stay on the ground for a while longer.

Why!

This sea breeze is so comfortable!

How did I not find out before?

Sure enough, freedom is precious only when it is lost.

"anytime!"

Sun Mo interlaced his fingers, and then pushed his arms forward vigorously: "Do you want to leave here?"

"In no mood!"

Liu Xiurong's face turned cold.

Because the prisoners are all famous teachers, the knowledge they possess is wealth, so the Holy Gate has stipulated that as long as these prisoners are willing to donate their knowledge, they can regain their freedom.

Generally speaking, recipes, secret techniques, and unique skills are hard currency.

Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders, anyway, after a while, your recipe will be mine.

"Five minutes later, the duel begins!"

Sun Mo didn't care, but Ji Han would not allow Liu Xiurong to stay outside the prison for too long.

The training platform is the place where the prison guards usually practice. It occupies an area about half the size of a football field, and the north side is a cliff facing the sea.

Even without Ji Han's town, the prisoners would never have jumped into the sea to escape. Let alone the psychic sea beasts patrolling below, even if the prisoners had the correct sea charts, they would not be able to swim back to land because it was too far away.

"Liu Xiurong, Qianshou Realm fourth level"

Liu Xiurong held the ceremony, his brows were full of arrogance.

These 12 years of prison life allowed him to concentrate on cultivation without being disturbed by ordinary affairs, so he was promoted to two ranks.

This speed can definitely be called a genius.

"Sun Mo, Qianshou Realm fifth level!"

Sun Mo Zhili

"What?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded, are my ears deaf?

"Is this rank wrong? How old is he? Looking at this tender face, I'm afraid he hasn't even eaten abalone!"

"He is a genius, okay? I have inquired, this kid is full of glory!"

"That's why it's even more impossible. How can academics and cultivation be balanced?"

As we all know, the cultivation speed of famous teachers is much slower than that of practitioners.

"You heard me right, he is the fifth level, Qianshou Realm!"

Pang Tong shouted: "We all saw the day he was promoted.

"

"..."

Liu Xiurong looked at Sun Mo in a daze, then turned around and left, Grandma Ganli, is it fun to play tricks?

"Master Liu, please stay!"

Sun Mo dissuaded: "The difference between ranks is within three ranks, a duel can be established."

"Gan Liniang, I'm older than you, you deserve it if you win, and I'll be ashamed if you lose!"

Liu Xiurong cursed: "You want to find a sense of superiority from me? No way!"

"You misunderstood, I didn't mean that!"

Sun Mo had a big head, and said in his heart that if I want to show my sense of superiority, I will challenge Ji Han.

"Do not hit!"

Liu Xiurong felt that Sun Mo's heart was completely dark.

"Okay, I'll give in!"

Sun Mo sighed: "Have you had frequent abdominal cramps recently? Do you feel constipated?"

Swish!

Liu Xiurong's expression became even more embarrassing.

This kind of privacy is embarrassing and cannot be announced, but the question is, how does this kid know?

"You poisoned me?"

Liu Xiurong clenched his fists.

"I am not talented, but I have a reputation as a god's hand in Kyushu. Master Ji can testify for me!"

Sun Mo smiled slightly.

"Sun Mo's God's Hand is famous in Kyushu, how many people ask for it but can't get it!"

Pang Tong interjected, and the other candidates finally found an opportunity to compliment Sun Mo, so they quickly praised him.

After all, Liu Xiurong was also bitten by the old dog of society, so when he saw the flattering expressions of these famous teachers, he knew that Sun Mo was really powerful.

"Let me check it for you?"

Sun Mo walked over.

Liu Xiurong hesitated.

"Old man, do you know how many people have dreamed of this opportunity for a long time? During the Five Kingdoms War, King Qi had to ask Sun Mo to give him a massage."

Pang Tong was depressed: "Master Sun, he doesn't want it, so give me the chance?"

"roll!"

Liu Xiurong cursed, then stretched out his hand towards Sun Mo: "I'm sorry to trouble you!"

"I don't check the pulse!"

Sun Mo took a look at Liu Xiurong's dirty clothes and face, which even exuded a strange smell, so he didn't reach out.

This scene changed Liu Xiurong's complexion. He was about to ask if you were humiliating me, but a burst of spiritual energy suddenly surged from Sun Mo's body, and he condensed into a muscular man.

"I am!"

Liu Xiurong was startled, and jumped back violently.

What is this thing?

Wearing a cardigan and a San-style hat on his head, the magic lamp ghost showed off his muscles, and without explaining to Liu Xiurong, he grabbed his arm, pulled it in front of him, and punched him , pounded on his lower abdomen.

"I fuck you!"

Liu Xiurong was about to lose his temper right away, but after being beaten, he found that although it hurt, it was more comfortable, and the abdominal pain disappeared quite a bit.

boom! boom! boom!

Liu Xiurong hit Liu Xiurong three times in a row.

"It's over!"

Ji Han stepped forward quickly, ready to start a fight. Liu Xiurong's character exploded, and he was not a loser. If Sun Mo beat him up, he would definitely be killed.

But what is this muscular guy?

But just as Ji Han approached and before he could make a move, Liu Xiurong couldn't help roaring out with a smile on his face.

"Comfortable! Happy!"

"What?"

Ji Han was stunned, but didn't see that this guy was still a masochist?

As the magic lamp ghost slapped, white steam came out of Liu Xiurong's body, soaking his clothes in a short while.

"You are practicing Chunyang Zhenquan, and you need masculinity in your body, but you were locked in a dungeon, and the moisture was too heavy and invaded your body, which caused constipation, which in turn caused stomach pains."

Sun Mo popular science.

"..."

Liu Xiurong had no choice but to believe it, because he wanted to go to the bathroom, so he cupped his fists and apologized: "Let me leave for a while!"

A quarter of an hour later, Liu Xiurong came back with a look of comfort on his face, as if a starving ghost had just eaten a full banquet.

"Master Sun, thank you!"

Liu Xiurong bowed and expressed his sincere thanks.

"Can you fight me now?"

Sun Mo invited to fight.

"Famous Master Sun's words really pissed me off. You are kind to me, how can I fight with you?"

Not constipated, not aware of the pain of constipation, every time Liu Xiurong went to the toilet, he wished he could cut open his own chrysanthemum with a dagger.

"This is not kindness, it's just a little effort!"

Sun Mo has a headache, if you don't fight with me, how can I learn your Dan Fang?

Fortunately, Liu Xiurong accepted Sun Mo's kindness and did not dare to evade it again and again, so the two started a duel.

As soon as he got started, Liu Xiurong regretted it.

Nima, isn't this Sun Mo too strong?

After meeting each other, Liu Xiurong was suppressed, and was bullied by Sun Mo with a wooden knife like a lost dog, dodging in embarrassment.

"What kind of knife technique is this? It's gorgeous!"

Everyone was amazed.

Where they couldn't see, every time Liu Xiurong was stabbed, a golden page would pop out of his head and float in the air.

Sun Mo was worried that Liu Xiurong would stop at the end, so he acted very quickly.

Sure enough, after three minutes, Liu Xiurong stopped.

"Master Sun, I am willing to bow down!"

Liu Xiurong gave Sun Mo enough face, but it's a pity he didn't know that Sun Mo didn't need a sense of superiority, what he wanted was his prescription.

After Sun Mo returned the gift, he snapped his fingers, and those pages immediately floated over, forming two books.

Ding!

"Congratulations, you got the Chunyang Zhenquan, Liu's Herbal Encyclopedia!"

Sun Mo frowned.

"Didn't succeed?"

Sun Mo quickly learned it, and then found the body training pill in the encyclopedia.

Pang Tong and his entourage surrounded him, congratulating Sun Mo on his victory, and also suggested that he wanted to experience the hand of God.

"Okay, but you all have to compete with me three times!"

This is Sun Mo's plan.

Through sparring, accumulating experience, improving combat effectiveness, and at the same time playing out the opponent's knowledge, stealing a hand, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Of course, Sun Mo will not pass on these 'unique knowledge' to others easily, but will put it in Li Ziqi's big library so as not to lose it.

In the next two months, Sun Mo used the hand of God to massage the residents on the isolated island, and at the same time dueled with them. Many of them did not have the unique skills to suppress the bottom of the box, but Sun Mo didn't care, and was still serious and diligent, so this He has won great favor and reputation.

Now when people see Sun Mo, they all start calling Teacher Sun.

Even a person like Ji Han would have asked Sun Mo for a massage if he hadn't lost face.

Then, after finishing working with these people, Sun Mo began to 'deal with' those prisoners.

In the past, if Sun Mo wanted to duel with the prisoners, there would be too many obstacles, but now, everyone regards it as a pastime instead.

These prisoners are eligible to be imprisoned here, and they all have a few brushes, but now these brushes have become Sun Mo's property after being beaten all over the world.

On the sixth day of the lunar new year, when Sun Mo walked into the prison and was choosing a target, he was stopped by Yu Lin.

"Hey, hey, I heard that your god's hand is very powerful, can the broken leg be cured?"

Yu Lin spoke up.

"You know everything?"

Sun Mo asked with a smile.

"I'm a thief anyway, so it's okay to inquire about some news."

Yu Lin pressed his face against the fence: "Whether it can be cured, can you tell me a word?"

"cannot!"

Sun Mo shook his head.

"Haha, I knew it!"

Yu Lin sighed, slid along the fence and sat on the ground, then bumped his head against the fence again and again.

"Do you regret it?"

Sun Mo looked at Yu Lin.

"Sorry, but I just can't control my hands!"

Yu Lin laughed at himself: "You don't know, the feeling of getting something for nothing is really great."

"I like to support myself!"

Sun Mo despised it.

"Self-supporting? I would like to, but I am a child from an ordinary family, what should I do?"

Yu Lin roared: "Why do those second-generation famous teachers have top-level exercises and top-level cultivation resources? My talent is also very good. Just because I was born in a poor family, am I not qualified to learn those exercises? ?”

"That's why I want to steal all their unique skills and secret codes, and leave them to those talented youngsters from poor families!"

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