peerless teacher

"No more fights, sit down!"

Lu Zhiruo handed out a piece of watermelon: "Eat melon!"

Gui Jiarong was sitting not far away, looking at all this with playful eyes, and finally landed on Xuanyuan Po, tsk, this toy looks so strong, it should be able to entertain me a little more, right?

Swish!

Jiang Leng felt uncomfortable, turned around, met Gui Jiarong's gaze, and then narrowed his eyes.

yell!

This is not bad too!

Gui Jiarong groped his chin, wishing he could start playing right away.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Zhiruo stretched out her hand and handed Dead Face a piece of watermelon: "Eat melon, it's sweet!"

"Ok!"

Jiang Leng turned his head back, but in his mind, the look in that boy's eyes couldn't go away. He had seen such eyes when he was in the manor.

That is a companion who likes to abuse cats the most. Every time he catches a stray cat, he will show that kind of look.

……

The examiner team of the Holy Gate has always been vigorous and vigorous, and there is no opening speech. The chief examiner, Tong Yiming, came on stage and directly announced the beginning of the master teacher battle.

After the first round, most of the weak have been eliminated, so the current fights are almost all of the same strength, and it has become more attractive.

Of course, most famous teachers play very cautiously. After all, after a round, there is not much rest time, so try to avoid injuries.

Gu Xiuxun went first, without any danger, and won the second round.

In the 26th match, it was Sun Mo's turn.

"No. 178, Sun Mo, No. 239, Mao Fang, please come on stage."

Before Tong Yiming could finish speaking, there was a burst of noise in the entire Dou Zhan Hall, and it was finally Sun Mo's appearance!

This is a big celebrity!

The audience who were bored at first became excited at this moment and stared at the ring.

"Abstention, falling off the ring, coma, etc. The result of losing the ability to fight again will be judged as a loss!"

Tong Yiming emphasized the rules again.

The arena is one foot above the ground, about half the size of a football field, which is quite spacious.

Mao Fang scratched his somewhat bald head, showed an excited smile, and actually met Sun Mo, very well, I don't even want to be famous this time.

Mao Fang saw Sun Mo's battle yesterday, and he was very strong, but he was still not good enough for him. After all, he was at the third level of the divine power realm, and he was firmly on top of him, and what he practiced was the Buddha's Great Compassion Hand, the highest-grade kung fu technique. .

"Hmph, aren't you called Sun Heigou? See how I smash your dog's head off!"

Mao Fang jumped onto the ring with a vertical leap, and then saluted with his hands clasped together.

"Mao Fang, third level of the Divine Power Realm, please advise!"

"By the way, let me just say one more thing, what I am practicing is the top-grade celestial technique!"

After finishing speaking, Mao Fang confidently looked into Sun Mo's eyes, haha, he was actually pretending to be calm, and in his heart, he was probably already panicking, right?

"Well, after defeating Sun Mo, my reputation will definitely increase greatly. At that time, there must be beautiful and famous teachers who will take the initiative to invite me to dinner, right?"

Mao Fang scratched the alopecia areata, a little itchy, full of inner drama.

Sun Mo performed the ceremony.

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

Gah!

Mao Fang's inner drama came to an abrupt end, his confident expression turned dull, and he subconsciously asked, "Didn't you be at the second level of divine power yesterday?"

"Yes!"

Sun Mo nodded.

"Uh!"

Mao Fang was dumbfounded, your promotion is too fast, right?But then he comforted himself, it's okay, it doesn't matter, the same level doesn't matter, I have more experience, uh, maybe a lot, but my skills are definitely better than his.

"By the way, let me just say one more thing, what I practice is a holy-level superb technique!"

Sun Mo imitated Mao Fang's tone and added another sentence.

Haha!

There was laughter from the audience, this Mao Fang is interesting, what age is it, and he still plays this kind of clumsy psychological warfare, but he was ridiculed by others.

"Hehe, I don't believe it. You are a Chinese cabbage. If you want to learn it, you can learn it?"

Mao Fang comforted himself, but on his face, he couldn't help crying, "Fuck, I'm going to be cold!"What about the higher level you said?What about suppressing the grade of the agreed-upon exercises?

Did I get the wrong script?

"Get started!"

The examiner urged.

"Please!"

Sun Mo pulled out the wooden knife.

"Mao Fang, don't panic."

Mao Fang took a deep breath and cheered himself up: "Steady, we can win, ah!"

The next moment, Mao Fang yelled, and rolled out. There was no way, Sun Mo rushed forward and slashed out with a knife, and all the shadows of the knife rolled in front of him.

The Buddha's compassionate hands suppressed, ah!

As soon as Mao Fang stretched out his hand, he was hit by a wooden knife, and he almost burst into tears from the pain.

Sun Mo used the "Moment and Ancient Bianzhao" and "Hengsha No Trace" to attack fiercely, and the wooden knives bombarded Mao Fang's body intensively without stopping.

It has to be said that Mao Fang's Buddha's Great Compassion Hand has been practiced to some extent. When a layer of golden light envelops his palms, he can actually resist Sun Mo's moves.

"Have the opportunity!"

Mao Fang became confident again, but he didn't know that after Sun Mo's wooden knife hit his hands, although it didn't cause any harm, there were sheets of paper one after another, as if Mario popped out of the box after hitting it The mushroom jumped out with a sting and was suspended in the air.

After a while, there were more than 30 pieces.

Chapter 566

howl!

howl!

howl!

Mao Fang exhaled and raised his voice, letting out a huge roar. A pair of gleaming golden palms, like wheels, kept patting Sun Mo's head.

"Fight!"

Mao Fang went all out, resisting Sun Mo's wooden knife with his arm, and then quickly flipped his wrist, snapped, and grabbed the wooden knife.

Sun Mo pulled hard, but it didn't move.

"Can win!"

Mao Fang's eyes lit up, and he didn't even think about it with the other hand, relying entirely on the conditioned reflex cultivated in 20 years of hard work, he punched out.

Buddha shook the sky.

boom!

Before the Buddha's palm arrived, the golden spot, like a sharp arrow, had already shot at Sun Mo.

boom!

The air wave exploded.

Mao Fang's palm was extremely fast, and it had the power to break through the air wall.

"it is good!"

Xuanyuan Po yelled and leaned forward, wishing he could get off the stage for the teacher immediately and enjoy the blow.

"Where are you from?"

Lu Zhiruo pursed her mouth.

Xuanyuan Po ignored her and kept staring at the ring.

"Calm down!"

Li Ziqi's eyesight is good, and he understands that Mao Fang is just dying, after all, the teacher's various stunts have not yet been displayed.

"Should be able to use the glazed golden body, the indestructible body? Or dodge and counterattack with the clone?"

Ying Baiwu substituted himself into the battle for analysis.

Sun Mo gave up his sword!

Whoa!

This scene caused an uproar among the audience. You must know that weapons are the last barrier for practitioners. Once they abandon their weapons, it means that the situation is not good.

"Sun Mo is going to lose?"

The audience who didn't like Sun Mo were instantly happy, and some even stood up to cheer for Mao Fang.

Tong Yiming watched coldly, secretly thinking that it was over.

Sure enough, in the next second, Sun Mo did not retreat but advanced, and his combat power exploded.

Bodhidharma casts a demon.

Sun Mo's face was solemn, and his expression was sacred, as if the Buddha was alive. Even behind him, there appeared a Buddha statue holding flowers and smiling.

Then Sun Mo's Buddha Fist, with an aura of justice, evil, and compassion, met Mao Fang's palm.

boom!

The air wave rolled up the dust on the ground and exploded in all directions.

Ah!

Mao Fang screamed, and the whole person flew out in the air, and fell off the ring with a bang. His left arm was twisted irregularly, apparently fractured.

The entire Dou Zhan Hall was instantly silent. The audience who were upset with Sun Mo were dumbfounded. Isn't this counterattack too fierce?

Snapped!

Sun Mo caught the wooden knife that was falling from the sky, pulled a knife back, and inserted it back to his waist.

"I lost?"

Mao Fang looked dazed, and the pain from his arm made him grit his teeth, and then he showed a wry smile.

"Nimma, it really is a holy-level exercise, you can't beat it!"

My own Buddha Great Compassion Hand is so high in grade and powerful in power, but I still can't create the illusion of the majestic Buddha.

"Master Mao, are you alright?"

Sun Mo appeared on the edge of the ring.

"I lost!"

Mao Fang sighed, convinced of the defeat, and his final response, whether it was a hard fight or a shot, was just right.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Sun Moqi for being superior.

Uh, well, maybe more than one chip!

"Hold on!"

Sun Mo saw that Mao Fang was not a serious problem, so he was not in a hurry to go down. Instead, he turned his head and snapped his fingers.