Chapter 581 The Teacher Is so Serious, Aren't You Afraid of Killing Her?

Looking at Han Qian's data, Sun Mo admired it. To be honest, he couldn't do it to such an extent.

Back then in college, Sun Mo was a normal student who worked hard. He went to an Internet cafe to play games, read novels in class, and rushed to study before exams. Except that he never fell in love, he did everything.

According to the common saying, when you go to college, you will be free and you can let yourself go, but Sun Mo has seen a classmate who is so hardworking that it is scary.

Every night I have to study in the classroom or the library. I study until the library is closed, and I get up in the morning. In order to save time, I don’t eat breakfast. Instead, I buy two steamed buns to go to the classroom and study while eating.

Don't say one week, stick to it for three days, it's very powerful, but people do it for four years, and the cold and heat will not stop.

Of course, what they get in return is that they get all the scholarships each semester. When they graduate, they find a good job and stay in that city. After a few years, they buy a house. A virtuous and good wife has completed the transition from a poor boy in a poor mountainous area to a city person.

Someone asked him why he didn't take the postgraduate entrance examination. He said that he had no money and no time. He needed to work to support his family. Now this life is not bad.

This classmate changed his life with hard work.

But for Han Qian, who was born in Kyushu in the Middle-earth, even if she worked 10,000 times, she would not be able to break through her ceiling.

Because this is a world of talent.

When you are born, your aptitude is already determined, unless you are lucky enough to get the heaven and earth to improve your aptitude.

Han Qian was better than those white boards that couldn't sense spiritual energy, but compared with Xuanyuan Po, she was like the mud at her feet and the clouds in the sky.

Xuanyuan Po didn't need to breathe, so Han Qian needed to meditate for at least two hours to catch up with the amount of spiritual energy he naturally absorbed.

As long as there is arrogance in the heart, who is willing to live like this for a lifetime?

My qualifications are poor, and it's not my reason?

Han Qian looked into Sun Mo's eyes, full of fighting spirit, not only to fight Sun Mo, but also to fight her destiny.

My qualifications are poor, and if there is no teacher willing to accept it as an apprentice, then I will practice on my own. If I can’t catch up with the genius in one hour, I will use five or ten. The big deal is that I only sleep for one hour a day.

As long as I work hard, I can catch up a little bit, but once I give up, it's really hopeless.

And now, the opportunity has finally come.

If I defeat Sun Mo and defeat such a highly anticipated genius, I will definitely be recognized and favored by the famous teachers present.

Han Qian still can't forget that her mother sold her dowry golden hairpin and the only old hen in the family, put together a bundle and took herself to apprenticeship, but was reprimanded by the guy as a daydream and drove him out of the house. afternoon.

The golden hairpin is my mother's only jewelry, and it is also a dowry from my ancestors. Even if it fades, it is still my mother's most precious thing.

The old hen was Han Qian's childhood playmate and her favorite and most cherished friend. Although the eggs laid by the old hen could only be eaten when she was sick, it was definitely the best she had ever eaten. Food is the most unforgettable delicacy in childhood.

The golden hairpin was sold, and the old hen was also sold, but in exchange for it was a sentence, find an honest person to marry at ease, you have no talent for cultivation.

That day was the darkest day in Han Qian's life and the day she lost hope.

For the next three years, twelve-year-old Han Qian lived an ordinary life as a peasant girl. She even got engaged and was about to get married. When her mother was seriously ill and was dying, she cried to her.

It's me who's sorry for not giving you a body to cultivate in.

On that day, Han Qian learned that in fact, when she was a child, her mother had already taken advantage of the fact that the son of the most virtuous elder in the village came back to save his relatives, and asked others to see her.

He is a powerful two-star master teacher with good eyesight, and his evaluation of himself is that his aptitude is not good, and he is not suitable for cultivation.

My mother knew that she had no talent, but she still sold the golden hairpin and the old hen who could lay an egg every day when she begged her so hard. She put together the money and took herself to apprenticeship. .

Maybe my mother didn't want to see myself sad, or maybe my mother felt that the two-star master teacher was wrong, and I still have the possibility to cultivate...

Then that day, I let my mother down.

To be honest, Han Qian hated her mother, why did she give birth to a waste? But later, hatred turned into love, especially the day my mother died.

When she was dying, her mother held Han Qian's hand tightly and was unwilling to let it go. She blamed herself, she felt guilty, and she couldn't let go of Han Qian, hoping that she would have a good life in the future.

Her mother's expression of hating her own incompetence and reluctance to give up her daughter, Han Qian has never forgotten.

Then Han Qian ran away after her mother's burial and went to work at the academy. She was beaten for stealing the exercises and learned the practice without a teacher.

"Thirty years? Or thirty-one years?"

Han Qian even forgot her exact age because she was so focused on her practice: "But it doesn't matter, mother, today is the day of my fame. You have a soul in the sky, just take a look!"

After praying in her heart, Han Qian's fighting spirit became even stronger.

"Han Qian, the fifth level of divine power, please advise!"

In this realm, there is no need to eat top-quality medicine pills, no natural treasures, all rely on hard work and a little bit of practice.

"Sun Mo, the third level of divine power, please advise!"

Sun Mo admired Han Qian very much. Originally, he wanted to say that you can't beat me, so he invited her to join the Zhongzhou Academy, but now, looking at Han Qian's eyes, he didn't say anything.

This battle, I go all out, is to respect you.

"I haven't said start yet!"

The examiner pouted, but just after Sun Mo finished his salute, Han Qian came out, slashing furiously with a long sword, rolling like a thunderbolt.

Instead of retreating, Sun Mo advanced, and as soon as the wooden knife came out, he attacked strongly.

"What's the matter? Why is the teacher so serious? Aren't you afraid of killing her?"

Jiang Leng leaned forward, widened his eyes, and focused on the battlefield.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The four of Li Ziqi looked over with surprise, even the fighting ghost was no exception.

"Dead Face, you actually spoke?"

Tantai Yutang was surprised and looked at the ring again: "Do you like that Han Qian?"

"roll!"

Jiang Leng exploded.

"So Junior Brother Jiang likes this flavor?"

Tantai Yutang frowned, this is not good, the taste of a girl is the sweetest. There is something wrong with your aesthetics. As a senior brother, I need to help you correct it.

"The teacher is really serious!"

Lu Zhiruo frowned. Could it be that there is something wrong with this opponent? Such a serious teacher reminded her of the way she faced Shiratori Shiren at the Taoist temple in the suburbs.

How terrifying is Sun Mo going all out?

With just one slash, he slashed Han Qian's thunder-like blade to pieces.

"pretty!"

This knife also made many big brothers praise it, and made many famous teacher examiners shine.

Han Qian's swordsmanship is skilled and profound. Obviously, she spent a lot of time and energy cultivating her swordsmanship. There is absolutely no flaw in her swordsmanship, but she was directly crushed by Sun Mo.

It's like a martial arts master who made a move that has reached the realm, and then was directly leveled by a nuclear bomb.

Don't think that Sun Mo was just an understatement, but this is a counterattack made by the observation of God's insight technique and the re-enactment of the Great Universe and Phaseless Magic.

The four holy-level unparalleled exercises represent the four peak powers.

"No way to win!"

Mei Yazhi shook her head and sighed, Han Qian's aptitude was not good enough, but being able to cut such a knife shows that she has worked hard and has worked hard to the extreme.

But it's not enough!

"Yeah, the Er Yue Lancet is a low-grade celestial technique, even if you practice a flower, you won't be able to beat a holy-level technique!"

Tong Yiming sighed.

Han Qian's realm is two levels higher than Sun Mo's, but to be honest, the amount of spiritual qi reserves is limited, because Sun Mo is a genius, and his spiritual qi reserves far exceed those of the same level.

It can be said that for a person like Sun Mo, it is only fair to fight over rank. To fight someone of the same rank is called bullying.

"It's too cruel, so is Master Sun, why are you so serious?"

The other bosses felt that after this battle, Han Qian would be beaten and collapsed.

When the audience saw the battle started, they were about to shout and cheer, but they closed their mouths again, because the scene in front of them was really shocking.

Han Qian only made one strike, and the first strike became Sun Mo's exhibition match.

Stepping on the Wind King's divine step, Han Qian couldn't even catch Sun Mo's figure. The re-engraving of the Great Universe's Phaseless Divine Art and the divine insight technique ensured that Sun Mo would not miss Han Qian's. Every movement, even a sudden glance, is clear.

Before Han Qian did not move, Sun Mo began to predict.

After that, it was a gorgeous combo that was all over the place and Hengsha had no trace, which made the audience fascinated, while Han Qian was in a state of daze all the time.

"It's so strong, but I can't give up. As long as I don't fall off the ring or die, I still have a chance."

Han Qian bit her tongue violently, and blood gushed out. The fishy smell and pain brought her spirits up instantly. After that, she struggled to get hurt and pulled away from Sun Mo.

Then she swung the knife and slashed to the floor.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The knife shot in all directions and cut through the floor.

Han Qian raised her foot and stomped hard.

boom!

The dust was flying, and the fragments of the floor were also shaken into the air. After that, Han Qian spun in the air, and the blade was like a tornado.

call out! call out! call out!

The strong wind took the slate and smashed it towards Sun Mo, covering the arena like hail.

"This tactic is interesting!"

Xuanyuan Po was surprised. He didn't expect Han Qian to be able to fight back.

"Hehe, the teacher might overturn the car!"

Tantai Yutang joked.

"impossible!"

Lu Zhiruo shook her head firmly.

"nonexistent!"

Li Ziqi rolled his eyes.

"Why do not you go to hell?"

Ying Baiwu glared at the sick seedling.

On the other side of the stand, Hua Jianmu held the railing tightly, his heart seemed to be clenched by a big hand of death.

"I am willing to use my ten years of life to exchange for the teacher to win this victory!"

Hua Jianmu prayed, he knew that the teacher had been waiting for this victory for a long time.