peerless teacher

No, it won't, I have witnessed the whole process of Sun Mo beating the bronze man just now, and he absolutely didn't stay strong.

"Master Du isn't going to eat yet?"

As Sun Mo said, he drew his saber and struck.

Jinyang is dying.

boom!

Du Xiao's eyelids twitched. Compared to just now, Sun Mo's blow was better controlled in terms of strength and angle.

She subconsciously stared at the lower abdomen of the bronze man, eager to know the exact value.

345!

No surprise surge.

"Ready to go!"

After Du Xiao finished speaking, Sun Mo cut him again.

The wind shoots the moon!

Ding! !

The wooden knife pierced the bronze man's heart.

Du Xiao was distracted by answering Sun Mo's question, so he almost missed the blow.

"So fast!"

These two words emerged from Du Xiao's mind.

If she had seen him hit this blow just now, she would never have said that the Swift Wind Sword Art requires speed and reaction.

Because Sun Mo's current physical fitness is not bad.

Sun Mo didn't strike up a conversation, but after brewing, he swung his arm and drew a knife.

Eighteen characters order!

clap clap clap!

This time, the sound was even more dense, like firecrackers going off in succession. If the hearing was poor, they wouldn't even be able to tell how many times Sun Mo hit the bronze man in total.

Du Xiao stared at the lower abdomen of the bronze man, and when the pattern stabilized, she couldn't help but exclaimed.

"380?"

Du Xiao was completely frightened.

What exactly did Sun Mo do?In just over two quarters of an hour, his combat power has soared to this point?

You must know that for a cultivator, every bit of improvement in combat power requires great effort, because the combat power clearly reflects the physical condition of the cultivator.

It's like those athletes, as long as they slack off for a few days and the amount of training cannot keep up, their physical functions will immediately decline, and the same is true for their combat effectiveness.

"Have you advanced?"

Du Xiao subconsciously thought of this possibility, but quickly shook his head. No, if Sun Mo advances, his physical fitness will be greatly improved, and his combat power will at least reach the threshold of 400.

"I'm stuffed!"

Sun Mo chuckled, very satisfied with his current state. If there were no outsiders present, he really wanted to blast at the bronze man a set of combo skills that shine throughout the ages and never leave a trace.

Du Xiao curled his lips, thinking that you are lying to ghosts?

In every realm, the higher the combat power, the harder it is to improve. It's like an exam, from failing to passing, as long as the brain is not bad, just work hard, but from 90 points to 99 points, Even getting full marks is very difficult.

Because each score is not only a test of academic ability, but also carefulness, mental state of the exam, physical state and so on.

Under the same realm, the higher the combat effectiveness of a cultivator, the higher his overall strength!

Sun Mo inserted the wooden knife back into his left belt and activated the divine insight technique.

Du Xiao, 24 years old, has been in the Burning Blood Realm six times.

Strength 22, strength is not your strong suit.

Intelligence 24, above average.

Agility 23, average!

Endurance 28, Will 27, because you are from an ordinary farm family, exercise since childhood, let you have strong endurance and willpower.

……

Potential, above average!

Remarks, you are a girl who can bear hardships, and the success you desire will definitely come.

Remarks, when my aunt visited recently, you should pay attention to rest.

"Tsk!"

Sun Mo couldn't help being surprised when he saw the various data and the system's evaluations. They were all positive evaluations, and the note also made people feel good.

Sun Mo likes this kind of hardworking people very much.

Du Xiao was a little embarrassed by Sun Mo's look, and a blush appeared on his ordinary-looking cheeks.

There is no way, Du Xiao has lived as an ordinary woman for 24 years, let alone a licking dog, or even a boy who has a crush on her, she has never met.

Now being stared at by Sun Mo like this, Du Xiao has never experienced it at all, he is not used to it, and feels that his whole body has been seen through.

So Du Xiao subconsciously tightened his neckline.

"If you don't feel well, don't practice or test, just rest for a few days!"

Because his sense of Du Xiao was not bad, Sun Mo persuaded him that it would not be beneficial to practice during the time of his aunt.

That's how people are. When it's time to rest, you have to rest. If you insist on it, it may be counterproductive.

"what?"

Du Xiao was stunned, and couldn't help clamping his legs. How did he know that he was not feeling well?Although there are rumors that he has the hand of God, but he didn't touch himself?

Could it be that he can see his physical condition just by his eyesight?Then the eyesight is too scary, right?

and many more……

Du Xiao suddenly thought of a question, his face turned red instantly, he was not feeling well, it was because his aunt came, Sun Mo said that, didn't he know his physical condition?

"No, no, how could someone just look at you and know if your aunt is here?"

Du Xiao shook his head and smiled, then raised his arm, put it in front of his nose, and sniffed it vigorously. Could it be the smell of blood?

No, I am very diligent in changing my underwear these days.

When Du Xiao came back to his senses, Sun Mo had already left. The ordinary-looking teacher chased him out, struggled for a while, and finally said it out.

"Master Sun, are you free? How about having a meal together?"

After speaking, Du Xiao's face turned even redder. She hadn't invited a man yet, but immediately, her heart started beating.

"Sorry, I have to go out of school to buy some things now, wait for another day, I invite you!"

Sun Mo refused.

"Oh!"

Hearing this answer, Du Xiao was a little disappointed, but he didn't insist anymore.

Sun Mo's figure disappeared at the end of the path.

Du Xiao stood where he was, frowning slightly.

It was rumored that Sun Mo was a softie, but the strength he showed, at least in the blood burning once, was not bad.

No, it should be said to be above average.

As for the teaching ability, it still needs to be tested, but according to Jiang Yongnian and the others' description, judging from the effect of his first public class, he may not be too weak.

"Sun Mo is a bit of a loser for the title of soft rice boy!"

Du Xiao was happy, but thinking of Principal An Xinhui's resume, she felt that if Sun Mo could marry her, he should be called a soft rice boy.

An Xinhui is ranked seventh on the Allure List, a beautiful woman who is both talented and beautiful. In the same age group, there are men who are better than her, and she can count them on one hand.

In public perception, a husband should be better than his wife and take on more responsibilities. Once the wife is better, earns more money than her husband, has a better job, and has a higher social status, then even if the husband is better than most people, he will still He will still be criticized by the neighbors, saying that the husband is incompetent and so on.

No way, that's what universal values ​​are.

……

Sun Mo ordered a bowl of beef noodles in the cafeteria, and left the school after eating. The system issued a task for him to complete a thousand cases of spirit pattern drawing within a month, so he wanted to buy some tools for drawing spirit patterns.

Where there is a school, there are sellers of school supplies.

Sun Mo didn't have to go too far. There were various shops on both sides of the street in front of Zhongzhou Academy, and there were seven or eight spirit pattern shops.

Sun Mo picked the most pleasing family and walked in.

"Teacher, what do you want to buy? A new batch of ink has arrived in the store, and it has a better effect on containing aura!"

The shopkeeper in his 40s saw Sun Mo's clothes, and immediately smiled and came up to him.

The azure robe, yes, it is an in-service teacher of Zhongzhou Academy, but the face is so tight, it should be a new teacher, right?

"I want a full set of tools for drawing spirit patterns, please recommend them!"

Because he bought the manuscript of "Journey to the West" and got 1000 taels, Sun Mo's wallet was very big, so he dared to say such things.

"Big customer!"

The owner's eyes lit up, and he began to make recommendations hard.

To draw the spirit pattern, three basic things are needed, the spirit pattern pen, ink, and the spirit pattern paper.

Lingwen pens are generally made of animal bones, certain ores, or plant stems, because when drawing spirit patterns, the user needs to pour the spiritual energy in the body into the spirit pattern paper, so the spirit pattern pen not only needs to It is sturdy enough to withstand the surge of spiritual energy, and it is also necessary to minimize the overflow of spiritual energy in the pen holder.

Ink, as long as it is a variety of juices rich in spiritual energy, synthetic or natural, such as the blood of some spirit beasts or the juice of plants, can be called ink.

Spirit pattern paper is paper that can store spirit energy. Even so, it is not limited to paper.

Jade, bone, metal, etc. can all be used, but it is too difficult to draw spirit patterns on such materials, so paper is used.

"How much is this pen?"

Sun Mo fell in love with a bamboo-shaped Lingwen pen, which was very poetic.

"5000 taels of silver!"

The shopkeeper was grinning, and he was even more sure that Sun Mo was a big customer. Looking at the shop, they all picked good products!

"Hehe, goodbye!"

Sun Mo put down his pen, turned his head and walked away. He thought he was a little local tyrant, but he turned out to be a poor man, not to mention spending money on shopping, and he couldn't even buy a few pen hairs.

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"Eh?"

The shopkeeper, who was already a little bald in his 40s, was stunned. Two thoughts flashed through his mind. Is this teacher really poor?Or are you bargaining for a retreat?

But judging by his age, he is only about 20 years old. He must not have learned the bargaining skills that only an old dog like himself can master, right?

The shopkeeper's eyes fell on Sun Mo's feet involuntarily. If it was a price bargain, his pace would definitely slow down a little, and he would call him when he lowered the price on his own initiative.

But it didn't!

"Well, it's really poor!"

The shop owner was depressed, but he hurriedly chased after him. He wasn't selling antiques, so he only hoped to sell one for a year.

The tools of the spirit pattern are basically small profits but quick turnover, earning hard money.

"This teacher, let's look at other things. I dare say that there are no better than my shop on this street. There are no more than three."

The shopkeeper laughed.

"I thought you would say that you were number one!"

Sun Mo joked.