Chapter 677 I'm Sorry, I Learned Your Holy-Level Exercises!

As the saying goes, if you play chess with a stinky chess basket, the more you play, the more stinky you get.

In fact, the same is true of competitive sports and games. If you want to improve, you have to play against strong teams and play chickens. Except for the pleasure of abuse, it is actually useless.

Even if a six-star master teacher didn't use spiritual energy, his vision and experience in combat were not comparable to Sun Mo's, not to mention that Guan Shijie was still using a holy-level superb technique, which was even more difficult to deal with.

Therefore, as soon as Sun Mo came up, he showed the most perfect performance, seducing Guan Shijie and preventing him from defeating the enemy with one move.

Sure enough, Sun Mo's tactics succeeded.

Guan Shijie was delighted to see the hunter and focused on defense. He wished that Sun Mo could do more tricks, and he even shouted out without restraint.

"Stunt? Do more stunts!"

At this moment, Guan Shijie is like a child who is almost 300 years old, wanting his beloved toy.

"as you wish!"

Sun Mo raised his hand and slapped it.

Immortal and immortal, great mercy!

boom!

Guan Shijie did not block, but took the palm firmly and deeply, and then savored the taste carefully, even if it was a pain point, it was also an experience for a master.

"it is good!"

Guan Shijie praised: "Come again!"

"Can you take it all? Then take my trick!"

Sun Mo roared, the wooden knife was in the sky, and a river of spring water.

"What should I do? The teacher seems to be in a hurry?"

Ying Baiwu was a little worried.

"Does the teacher use any more tactics? I don't think the teacher is someone who gets impatient when he sees six stars."

Papaya Niang speculated, but she was right.

Seeing that Sun Mo was in a hurry, and listening to what he meant, it seemed that he was going to make a more powerful big move. Guan Shijie smiled calmly and decided to continue to take it hard.

So in the face of the wooden knife that came beheading, he bent his left hand and quickly shot.

Snapped!

The wooden knife was deflected.

At the same time, a sound wave roared, making Sun Mo dizzy.

Wow!

Seeing Guan Shijie taking on Sun Mo's moves so gorgeously and easily, exclamations arose in the battle hall.

A six-star master teacher is so terrifying.

Guan Shijie was used to seeing big scenes, but at this time, he was a little happy to hear the praises of more than 10,000 people around him.

oops!

I've been doing academics at home lately, and I've forgotten what it's like to be praised and admired.

Guan Shijie decided to go to school several times in the future.

"Come again!"

Sun Mo roared, but he was about to laugh in his heart.

Knife with bare hands?

I'm afraid you're not sending me to death!

In Sun Mo's view, the light of the past and the shadow of the Hengsha are magical skills. As long as they hit the enemy's body, they can blast out all the exercises and years of experience that the enemy has mastered.

Even if you take the blow, it doesn't matter if you don't get hurt.

The present and the ancients are everywhere, and the Hengsha has no trace. It is so domineering.

Sun Mo's current proficiency in this exercise is at the master level. With thirty strokes, he can target a specific exercise.

So other people can't see it at all. As the wooden knife hits Guan Shijie, golden light spots will sputter on his head, and a golden book page will pop up.

Sun Mo noticed that Guan Shijie was in a good mood, so he immediately made a series of moves.

Eighteen characters.

Guan Shijie stretched out his hands and flexed his fingers again.

clap clap clap!

The attack of the wooden sword was completely blocked.

And there are also sound waves spreading, hitting the eardrum.

This is the terrifying part of the Sea of ​​Fury.

Sun Mo put on a dissatisfied look, gritted his teeth, and exerted force on his wrist, the wooden knife that was bounced off was like a tired bird throwing into the forest, drawing an arc and hitting it back.

Rainstorm pears!

For a time, Guan Shijie was overwhelmed by the pear flowers composed of knife shadows, as if he had entered the world of flowers.

Guan Shijie's eyelids twitched, this move was a bit swift and mighty, and it was impossible to completely block it with just a snap of his fingers, so he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it so ruthlessly.

It felt like tearing off a piece of drawing paper that was stuck on the wall, and all the pear flower gun shadows that Sun Mo had shot disappeared.

"How does this trick of mine compare to your holy-level peerless cultivation technique?"

Guan Shijie asked with a smile that he had won the favor of several senior sisters with this handsome style.

"I'll blow it if I win!"

Sun Mo snorted coldly and attacked again.

In fact, he wanted to laugh, because pages of books were popping out of Guan Shijie's head, floating in the air around him.

This means that in a short while, he will be able to obtain a holy-level masterpiece.

Simply delicious!

"Sun Mo is afraid that he is going to lose?"

"It's normal to lose, and it's hell to win."

"Six stars is really scary."

The famous teachers of Zhongzhou University all sighed in addition to their emotions. When will there be a bunch of six-star famous teachers in their own school?

In the arena, Sun Mo struck again.

With the rise of Guan Shijie, he couldn't help but use a stunt, because he wanted to see what effect the two top stunts had against each other.

In the face of Sun Mo's heavy punch, Guan Shijie flicked his fingers again.

Snapped!

The surrounding spiritual energy, like a tsunami, with the sound of rolling waves, suddenly became turbulent, and then pushed forward violently.

boom!

Sun Mo was knocked flying.

The teacher's uniform on him was just ordinary fabric, which could not withstand the impact at all, and turned into tatters.

Swish!

Those rags flew out like butterflies.

Whoa!

There was an uproar in the audience. Because of Sun Mo, there was only one trousers left, revealing his toned body.

"I didn't expect Master Sun to look gentle, but his muscles are so strong?"

Gu Xiuxun was surprised.

"Yes!"

Xia Yuan sighed and couldn't help but scrutinize Sun Mo a few more times.

In her opinion, there are two types of strength, one is the kind of tall, burly, fierce general who looks like the enemy of ten thousand people.

The other is Sun Mo, who is not much different from ordinary people, but when he takes off his clothes, his eyes will be shocked.

Sun Mo is similar to Bruce Lee's strength.

"It's a pity I can't see the bones!"

Jin Mujie is so sorry, but if I ask Sun Mosuo for a phalanx as a collection, he probably won't agree, right?

"Are you all right?"

Guan Shijie frowned, not because he was worried about hurting Sun Mo, but because he didn't want this battle to end so quickly because of an accident.

Sun Mo turned a deaf ear and snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

"What is this doing?"

A famous teacher is puzzled.

"Some kind of ceremony to pray that you can win? But no matter which god or Buddha you ask for, it's all in vain. Sun Mo will lose today."

The famous teachers of Wan Dao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they used a six-star to crush Sun Mo, it also proved that Sun Mo was still just an ordinary genius. If he was such a rare person, he would already have a way to win.

No one saw that the moment Sun Mo snapped his fingers, all the thirty or so golden pages floating around flew over.

Whoa whoa whoa!

They were compiled into a book in front of Sun Mo.

The system's congratulations also sounded at the same time.

Ding!

"Congratulations, you have obtained the holy-level masterpiece "The Raging Tide Song of the Sea", proficiency, entry."

"Remarks, this exercise was created by a famous ancient teacher when he was a thousand years old."

"He was born in the sea, grew up in the sea, and died in the sea. This exercise can be said to be a memory of his life's experiences, with regrets, happiness, and loss, such as the bright moon and the bleak, like flowers that bloom and wither. defeat!"

"Learn."

Sun Mo's words were concise and to the point.

Snapped!

The golden book shattered, turned into water droplets, and shot into Sun Mo's forehead.

Immediately, the sound of the tsunami hitting the embankment sounded in his mind, and the whole person seemed to be in the waves of the sea.

Sun Mo raised his hand and blessed himself with a stream of Wen Siquan.

This aura of a famous teacher can make you clear-headed and clear-minded in your study and creation, especially for creative work, it can make you gushing with inspiration and can't stop at all.

Sun Mo now needs to taste this exercise carefully and understand its essence.

"Why put a famous teacher halo?"

Many famous teachers do not understand.

"This is Wen Siquan, right? He doesn't want to rely on this halo to inspire the inspiration to defeat Guan Shijie, right?"

"Haha, Sun Mo is so innocent and a little cute!"

"The futile struggle!"

In the audience, there were people who said something, but the only ones who didn't were those who believed that Sun Mo could win, because it was really difficult.

three minutes later.

Ding!

"Congratulations, you have learned the Raging Tide Song, the proficiency is above the entry level, but the proficiency is not full!"

Sun Mo shook his head, dissatisfied.

"Is it alright?"

Guan Shijie asked.

"Can you give me another three minutes?"

Sun Mo asked, "I need to think about tactics."

"it is good!"

Guan Shijie nodded.

Seeing that Guan Shijie agreed, all the famous teachers of Wan Dao were amazed. They knew that this six-star was notoriously busy.

On weekdays, there are important people to visit him. Even if they see him, they will say a few words implicitly, put down the gift and leave.

But now, Guan Shijie was willing to stand stupidly in the ring, waiting for Sun Mo to think.

"This is all due to Sun Mo's several exercises!"

"But Sun Mo's fight is really good!"

"Yeah, it's me, even if I can win, I'll be scared to sweat!"

As soon as a famous teacher finished speaking, he found that other people looked over and looked suspicious.

You dare to blow this big talk?

Aren't you afraid that Sun Mo will knock your shit out?

"System, smash a 30-year-old, forget it, directly smash a 50-year-old time badge to improve the sea of ​​rage."

Sun Mo risked his life for insurance. If he hadn't been interested in this holy-level masterpiece, he would have smashed a hundred-year time badge.

Soon, the outlines of the exercises that had just been imprinted in their minds churned up again, and the little people sang on the waves and sang for the rest of their lives.

Sun Mo sank his heart and carefully understood.

Sometimes, one name can represent many things.

Why does it end with a 'qu' character? Unlike most exercises, which end with such-and-such magical powers or sword tricks?

Or, that ancient famous teacher didn't plan to create a holy-level exercise at all? People just felt it and wrote a song about Niu Poyi.

If he was an aborigines from Kyushu in the Middle Earth, he would definitely regard Canghai Raging Tide Song as a divine art, but Sun Mo was different, he was a modern man.

When the sound of the waves sounded in his mind, his first reaction was that this song was good, and if he could write the lyrics, it would definitely be on the major music bestseller lists.

It was this difference that made Sun Mo discover the mystery of this 'gong method'.