peerless teacher

Jiang Zhitong also wished that he had a famous teacher and disciple to stand up for him, it was so embarrassing.

"The reason why my teacher went to Longling Manor was because Bai Emblem sent a personal invitation letter, inviting him to help solve some problems in the field of spirit patterns."

Li Ziqi explained loudly.

"Haha, you are really not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!"

Jiang Zhitong sneered: "I admit that Master Sun's spirit pattern study is good, but compared with the white coat of arms, I'm afraid he is not qualified? You said that someone asked Master Sun to solve the problem? You daydream too much and your brain is bad." Lost?"

The famous teachers whispered among themselves, and most of them felt that what Jiang Zhitong said was not bad.

"The well frog doesn't know the sky, and the summer insects can't say anything!"

Li Ziqi pouted, with a sharp tongue.

"Even if you are boasting like crazy, Sun Mo is not enough to look at in front of the white coat of arms!"

Jiang Zhitong sneered: "You say I'm a frog in a well? Could it be possible that Sun Mo can still fly into the sky?"

Li Ziqi didn't answer, but turned to look at his younger brothers and sisters.

Then, everyone laughed.

"Ha ha!"

The gourd babies are very happy, and feel that Jiang Zhitong is just a fool.

"Straight!"

Jiang Zhitong was furious: "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at you as a frog in a well!"

Li Ziqi finished pissing her off, then shook her head again: "Forget it, forget it, wasting time with someone like you, even I was infected with stupidity."

"you……"

Jiang Zhitong was furious.

"enough!"

Sun Mo stared at Jiang Zhitong: "If you don't like me, you can fight me, don't talk about these useless things."

"This is your choice!"

Jiang Zhitong grinned grimly.

"All right, all right, this is the Martial Arts Hall, tens of thousands of people are watching, pay attention to your demeanor."

Liang Hongda became a peacemaker.

"Humph!"

Jiang Zhitong turned his head away, looking arrogant.

fight?

That's slot work.

Wait until my direct disciple smashes you!

Seeing Jiang Zhitong's attitude, Liang Hongda was stunned. I'm doing it for your own good. If you fight with Sun Mo, I'm afraid your brains will be beaten out.

"Famous Master Nangong, I understand your feelings. If you still have objections, I will fight with you. If you win, we will lose this round."

Sun Mo spoke.

Nangong Xun really wanted to agree, but he had no say in this matter, so he looked at Liang Hongda.

How could Liang Hongda dare to promise, there is no rule without rules, not to mention that this is a sacred master teacher assessment, and no violation of the rules will be tolerated.

Otherwise, everyone will mess around in the future, how will the team lead?

After all, Liang Hongda was the deputy head of the sect, and he was a fine person. He only asked one sentence, and the problem was solved.

"Ziqi, what state is your teacher in now?"

"Thousands of Life Realm Level [-]."

Li Ziqi thought for a while, and added: "It should be the peak."

hiss!

Hearing these words, everyone gasped and almost drained the surrounding area dry.

Jiang Zhitong's big eyeballs almost popped out.

The 22-year-old Qianshoujing is still at the second level, why didn't you blow the sky away?

What kind of genius talent does this have to be able to achieve this kind of achievement?

Cultivators, there are also some peerless geniuses who can do it, but they are practicing every day, but what about Sun Mo?

This guy is a quasi-grandmaster of spirit patterns, a master of psychics, a master of herbal medicine, has the famous hand of God, and is the record-breaking Sun Sansong...

Oh, in a few days, maybe it will be Sun Sisong.

By the way, he is also a master of both calligraphy and painting, creating an unprecedented calligraphy, and several famous paintings that are enough to be handed down to the world...

As Sun Mo's enemy, Jiang Zhitong naturally inquired about him all over, so when he heard about this realm, he felt more and more impossible.

Even if you started studying in the womb, you can't be so strong, right?

Nangong looked at Sun Mo, his eyes were shocked, and gradually became dull and annoyed.

Why am I so unlucky to run into this kind of opponent?

Now, he was very fortunate that he didn't agree to Sun Mo's request for a duel, otherwise he might be hammered to death.

The second level of Qianshou Realm, I am 51 years old, and I am only in this realm.

Nangong Xun's lips trembled. For a moment, he almost wanted to ask Sun Mo for the secret of cultivation.

"Why? Your big disciple obviously won, so what if you let me play a game?"

Nangong Xun had tears in his eyes: "Do you know how many years I have worked hard to become a star?"

God, it's not fair.

"Famous Master Nangong, the fruit of victory can only be plucked by oneself, and it will be sweet and sweet, with endless aftertaste. If it is given by others, it will always be less tasty."

Sun Mo spoke earnestly.

He has this kind of personality, he would rather starve to death, and I would not eat the food given to me by others.

It smells good or something,

Oh no.

hum!

Good words of gold and jade broke out.

Nangong Xun was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head, cupped his hands towards Sun Mo, and quickly left the Budokan. He had no face to stay any longer.

The competition continued, and there were many wonderful duels among them, but now people's expectations have been raised infinitely, and they are all waiting for Sun Mo's disciples to meet those talented disciples.

"We should meet in the championship game!"

After the top [-] contestants are determined, there will be a championship competition, based on the principle of voluntary participation, and a champion will be finally determined.

"If Sun Mo wants to be the chief, his disciple must participate in the championship and win the first place."

"You don't need to be first. Sun Mo's lectures in the Guxian Hall broke the record and the score is too high. How can we share the results of the championship?"

"What are you dreaming about? Are you pretending to be Zhang Wentao's and Jiang Zhitong's disciples? Besides, no matter how powerful that Li Ziqi's spirit pattern stick is, how much reserve can she have? And if someone else cracks this tactic, she will be blinded." , As for Ying Baiwu, didn't you see that it was very difficult for her to win the second round?"

The famous teachers analyzed clearly and logically, but they didn't expect that in the last match, Xu Cong would draw Ying Baiwu.

The star-level duel was staged in advance.

"awesome!"

Jiang Zhitong was overjoyed: "Smash her to death!"

"Teacher, don't worry!"

Xu Cong smiled faintly, very confident.

His talent is very outstanding, and the Jiang family has spent a lot of resources on cultivation, so it can be said that he is the best among his peers.

Same level?

I'm sorry, I'm always jumping over the ladder to fight, and I haven't lost a single one so far.

Seeing Ying Baiwu walk into the ring, Xu Cong suddenly felt that it was boring. If I was at the peak of the Burning Blood Realm, if I went all out, wouldn't I be too bullying?

Chapter 1087 I Can Fly, Didn't Expect It?

Holding the long sword, Xu Cong smiled slightly at Ying Baiwu, and didn't say anything cruel, because that would make him look out of style.

At the start of the game, let the opponent take the first shot, and then counterattack for a spike. This is my own script.

Why not attack?

I'm at the peak of the Burning Blood Realm, don't you feel ashamed to do this?

"start!"

Tong Yiming announced.

Ying Baiwu's face was cold, and he raised his longbow, but instead of shooting quickly, he put it down again: "Do you think you have won?"

Xu Cong was too lazy to talk.

"I don't need you to let me go first. If I want to win, I must win with dignity!"

Ying Baiwu felt very upset, who gave you the courage to think that this is a battle that must be won?

Do I look like a weak chicken?

"is it?"

Xu Cong pouted, then swung his sword.

Swish!

A sword energy, as fast as lightning, cut across Ying Baiwu's face.

Whoa!

Seeing this scene, many spectators exclaimed, this sword energy is no less than that of an arrow.

"Ying Baiwu, don't worry too much. Among his peers, Xu Cong has the reputation of the fastest sword in the south of the Yangtze River. When you see his sword, you are already dead."

A famous teacher spoke up, wanting to earn a favorable opinion from Sun Mo.

"I know!"

The corner of Ying Baiwu's mouth twitched, and he hooked the bowstring casually.

Li Ziqi had already collected information about these potential opponents.

hum!

The bowstring trembled slightly, Xu Cong's heart trembled subconsciously, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. This was a defensive reaction from his keen six senses.

Sure enough, a translucent arrow appeared in front of him, then brushed his ears and flew past.

Come and don't reciprocate, this is Ying Baiwu's counterattack.

Wow!

Many cultivators were amazed.

How is this done?

As we all know, if an archer wants to hit the target, he needs to aim, but this time with Ying Baiwu, the longbow is facing the ground, and with just a simple hook on the bowstring, the arrow will shoot towards Xu Cong in the distance.

Some experienced experts even understood that Ying Baiwu's actions were for demonstration purposes, otherwise, her arrows would always remain transparent, and it would be impossible to catch them with eyesight alone.

"Wind King Divine Art is so powerful?"

In the auditorium, Gu Xiuxun was astonished.