peerless teacher

"How old are you?"

"Get out and eat shit!"

"Go to Nima!"

Zhang Zechun's disciple breathed out the fragrance directly.

Because of his early experience, Hu Xingjiang didn't like the circle of famous teachers, so he hid in the Impossible Prison and waited to die. If he hadn't been moved by Sun Mo's words of never forgetting his original intention, he wouldn't have been born at all.

So even in the body of the sub-sage, he is not arrogant, even the master teacher's robe on his body is washed white, and he does not pursue ostentation.

When these disciples saw Hu Xingjiang's clothes, they felt contemptuous. In their opinion, this famous teacher must be very poor.

Hu Xingjiang did not reprimand these students for their low-minded behavior. Instead, he sighed and released the halo of 'obscurity' on his body.

A wonderful fragrance immediately floated in the air, making people feel happy and tired after smelling it.

"Ya... Ya Sheng?"

The famous teachers stared wide-eyed and looked at Hu Xingjiang with a bewildered expression.

Who is this guy?

Why did a sub-sage suddenly pop up?

This kind of body fragrance is the symbol of Yasheng. It can disperse mosquitoes, prevent miasma and poison, and make the spirit excited and in the best learning state.

There are too few saints, and it is too difficult to be promoted, so achieving the position of sub-sage means that the pinnacle of the world of famous teachers in Kyushu exists. Every one of them is a giant of a school. If you stomp your feet, the whole circle of famous teachers will tremble three times.

But this one, never heard of it.

"Old Hu?"

Some elderly famous teachers recognized Hu Xingjiang.

Recently, everyone has been attracted by the grand Kyushu No. [-] hero battle, but they haven't paid much attention to Sun Mo. They only know that he has succeeded in ascension to the star. The specific process has not been inquired about yet.

The complexions of Zhang Zechun's disciples immediately turned pale.

Insulting Yasheng, this is a felony!

Fortunately, Hu Xingjiang didn't care about them.

"Everyone, if the quarrel continues like this, the reputation of the famous teacher profession will be ruined. Let's go back to the Holy Gate and make a conclusion?"

Hu Xingjiang earnestly said: "I hope everyone can focus on the overall situation."

"What is the overall situation?"

The chief referee said sharply: "I don't care if you are a sub-sage or a saint. Today, I will uphold justice and kill the dark species. It is the tradition of the Holy Gate and the iron law to maintain the peace of Kyushu. This is the principle set by the sages." How can you, Sun Mo, dismiss it with just one sentence?"

"Also, we are famous teachers, we have nothing to say to others, and if we want to do it, we should do it in an open and aboveboard manner, and we don't need to be sneaky."

At this moment, the chief referee's expression was as holy as the embodiment of justice.

"well said!"

Suddenly, many onlookers shouted.

However, some famous teachers frowned. With the star rating of the chief referee, if he thought so from the bottom of his heart, he should have erupted in good words, but if he didn't, it meant that he had selfish intentions.

But if it were me, I would also like to suppress Sun Mo and see him suffer.

"What is tradition?"

A voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the square. Everyone felt that the words were spoken by someone standing beside them.

"There are good traditions and bad traditions. Everything in the world is developing. We can't always use the principles of thousands of years ago to treat things now."

Yang Shizhan spoke.

Swish!

In the central square, tens of thousands of people turned their heads in unison and looked over.

This is the talent of saints. Even if they don't apply any aura, what they say will naturally attract anyone's attention.

The sub-sage and the saint have the ability to manifest the saint in front of others, so they usually bless themselves with the aura of 'unknown', a famous teacher, to shield themselves from the vision of the saint.

After all, they don't want to always stand out and be seen as monkeys.

Obscurity, which means ordinary and ordinary, represents a kind of no matter how high you stand in life and how high you have achieved, you still regard yourself as an ordinary person.

Yang Shizhan took a step towards the ring.

There were a lot of people ahead, and the ring was very high. An ordinary person would have to either climb or jump to get up, but Yang Shizhan went straight up.

Every time he took a step, a lotus flower would bloom under his feet, supporting his body perfectly in the air.

"He can fly too!"

"Idiot, that's growing lotus every step of the way!"

"My God, he's a saint!"

The onlookers were stunned. Some famous teachers bowed subconsciously even though they knew Yang Shizhan couldn't see him.

Not only lotus flowers are growing step by step, but as Yang Shizhan lifts the silence, the direction he is facing, the spiritual energy gathers, forming a peach tree full of pink petals, which shields him from the scorching sun, and then there are plum trees full of fruits , to quench his thirst with juicy plums.

This is a vision of a sage, with peaches and plums all over the world.

Only a true saint will have it, and it cannot be faked, so the famous teachers present all restrained their expressions and bowed in salute.

"Saint Ann!"

"Free gift!"

Yang Shizhan's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was full of emotion. He had been looking forward to this scene, but after entering the prison, he gave up.

Unexpectedly, 200 years later, it was realized again.

It was like a dream!

All of this is really thanks to Sun Mo.

Thinking of this, Yang Shizhan's respect for Sun Mo grew stronger.

"He seems to be from Sun Mo's group?"

Everyone was shocked. A sub-sage stood up for Sun Mo, and he was already very powerful. Now another saint appeared?

Zhang Zechun's disciples bowed their heads in fright, wishing they could stick their heads into the ground like ostriches.

"About the future treatment of the dark species, I will propose to the Holy Gate and ask for renegotiation, so today, let this matter go!"

Yang Shizhan didn't discuss whether the dark species should be killed or not, but used the dragging formula.

The chief referee curled his lips and didn't refute anymore, because the saint has this qualification, he can only obey: "I would like to obey the saint's order."

After agreeing, the chief referee changed the subject: "But in order to prevent this dark species from escaping, I suggest that the guards of the Holy Gate imprison him."

"no!"

Sun Mo immediately refused. Who knows if these guys will use lynching?

People don't kill Xuanyuan Po, but with some means, he can also destroy his body. In the future, let alone a silver gun, he might not be able to carry a walking stick.

Sun Mo had to guard against this kind of thing.

"Sun Mo, don't push yourself too far!"

The referee scolded.

"Master Sun's attitude, you have also seen it, if you continue to make trouble like this, there will be no results, and everyone will lose face, why don't you take a step back!"

Yang Shizhan took the initiative to take over: "I will monitor Xuanyuan Po, if he escapes, I will take responsibility!"

The famous teachers were dumbfounded, what is your relationship with Sun Mo, helping him stand up like this?

From their point of view, now that Xuanyuan Po's identity has been exposed, if he gets the chance, he will definitely run away, because if he doesn't run away, he will die!

But the shock was not over, because Hu Yasheng also spoke.

"I will also guarantee Xuanyuan Po!"

Hu Yasheng took a look at the fighting ghost: "His marksmanship has been mastered, and he also has a kind of persistence. I believe that this kind of person will not run away."

A sage, a sub-sage, their voices added up, the weight is extremely heavy, and the chief referee did not dare to insist any longer, so he had to give up.

He originally planned to send a guard to monitor the villa where Sun Mo and his party lived, but he gave up in order to show respect for Yang Shizhan and Hu Xingjiang.

The end of today's game also means that the Kyushu No. [-] hero battle is completely over.

After all, even if a dark species is not executed, he has no chance to participate in the championship battle.

Jiang Lengbai picked up a championship trophy, but he couldn't be happy, and Sun Mo was also unhappy.

No matter what, this year's heroic battle, the topic is definitely the highest in the past years, the name of Sun Mo, his direct disciple dominates the list, and the identity of the dark species...

In a word, Sun Mo and his disciples are completely famous, the kind that everyone in Kyushu knows.

In the room, the gourd players are discussing.

"Teacher is in big trouble this time!"

Qin Yaoguang had a headache: "The dark species is taboo, anyway, I have never seen one that was discovered and survived."

"Although I don't like Xuanyuan, apart from being ignorant, he hasn't done anything bad!"

Tantai Yutang shrugged his shoulders.

"It's a race issue!"

Jiang Leng rolled his eyes: "It has nothing to do with good or bad."

"Teacher, if he wants to protect Xuanyuan, he will definitely pay a huge price!"

Helian North analyzed: "And it may not necessarily be successful."

"Aren't Yang Shengren and Hu Yasheng speaking for us?"

Xian Yuwei hoped.

"You don't think that all saints have the same status, do you?"

Qin Yaoguang sighed: "These two have been away from the mainstream famous teacher circle for too long, and they have no party members at all. If other saints end, they will not be enough to watch."

"Anyway, Zhou Yasheng will definitely come to sabotage!"

Ying Baiwu played with a dagger: "What's the matter with the chief referee? He keeps targeting the teacher?"

The Iron Maiden wanted to kill him.

"I think it's better to take care of Xuanyuan first. If that kid runs away, the trouble will be even greater."

The sick man got up, ready to accompany the fighting ghost.

"me and you together!"

Helian Beibei clenched the handle of the knife tightly. If this kid wants to run away, then don't blame yourself for being rude.

In a word, protect the teacher first, then protect Xuanyuan Po.

Chapter 1269

Sun Mo didn't let Xuanyuan Po be grounded, but he also knew that the trouble he caused this time was too great, so he took the initiative to stay in the house and didn't go anywhere.

In the early hours of the morning, the fighting ghost heard a sound, it was the sound of small stones hitting the window, and after a while, someone called softly.

"Xuanyuan, we are here to save you!"

Xuanyuan Po frowned, and grabbed the silver spear beside him.

"Don't be nervous, we are also the dark species!"

The window was opened, and as the moonlight poured into the guest room, Xuanyuan Po also saw a young man squatting on the window sill, urging himself.

"Hurry up, if someone finds out, you won't be able to leave."

The young man looked very anxious, and looked outside frequently.

"roll!"

Xuanyuan Po drank coldly.