peerless teacher

Remarks, if you, the host, work as hard as she does, your grades will be even higher.

Remarks, it's a pity, your talent is only at the level of a mortal after all, no matter how hard you try, the ceiling is blocking there.

Chapter 581 The teacher is so serious, isn't he afraid of killing her? (three more)

Looking at Han Qian's stats, Sun Mo was filled with admiration. To be honest, he couldn't do it to this level.

Back then in college, Sun Mo was a normal hard-working student. He went to the Internet cafe to play games, read novels in class, and studied before the exam. Except for not falling in love, he did everything.

According to the common saying, after going to university, you will be free, and you can let yourself go, but Sun Mo has met a classmate who worked so hard that it was frightening.

I have to be in the classroom or library every night, self-study until the library closes, and get up early in the morning. In order to save time, I don’t eat breakfast. Instead, I buy two steamed buns and go to the classroom to study while eating.

Not to mention a week, three days is very powerful, but people have been doing it for four years, cold and hot,

Of course, what they get in return is to get all the scholarships for each semester. When they are about to graduate, they find a good job and stay in that city. After a few years, they buy a house. It is not very beautiful but very A virtuous and good wife, she has completed the leap from a poor boy in a poor mountainous area to a city person.

Someone asked him why he didn't take the postgraduate entrance examination. He said that he had no money and no time. He needed to work to support his family. Now this kind of life is quite good.

This classmate changed his life through hard work.

But for Han Qian, who was born in Middle-earth Kyushu, even if she worked [-] times harder, she still couldn't break through her ceiling.

Because this is a world of talent.

When you are born, your aptitude has already been determined, unless you are so lucky that you get the treasures of heaven and earth to improve your aptitude.

Han Qian was better than those white boards that couldn't sense aura, but compared with Xuanyuan Po, she was like the mud at her feet and the clouds in the sky.

Xuanyuan Po didn't need to breathe, the amount of aura he absorbed naturally, Han Qian needed to meditate for at least two hours to catch up.

As long as there is a person with pride in his heart, who is willing to live like this for a lifetime?

My qualifications are poor, so it's not because of me?

Han Qian looked into Sun Mo's eyes, full of desire to fight, not only to fight with Sun Mo, but also to fight with her fate.

My aptitude is poor, and no teacher is willing to accept me as an apprentice, so I will practice on my own. If I can't catch up with a genius in an hour, then I will use five or ten. At worst, I will only sleep for an hour a day.

As long as I work hard, I can catch up a little bit, but if I give up, it's really hopeless.

And now, the opportunity has finally come.

By defeating Sun Mo, such a highly anticipated genius, I will definitely be recognized and favored by the famous teachers present.

Han Qian still can't forget that her mother sold her dowry gold hairpin and the only old hen in the family, and made up Shu Xiu to take her to apprentice, but was scolded by that guy as a daydream, and drove her out of the house afternoon.

The golden hairpin is the only jewelry of the mother, and it is also a dowry from the ancestors. Even if it has faded, it is still the most precious thing of the mother.

The old hen is Han Qian's childhood playmate and her favorite and most cherished friend. Although the eggs laid by the old hen can only be eaten when she is sick, they are definitely the best she has ever eaten Food is the most unforgettable delicacy in childhood.

The golden hairpin was sold, and the old hen was also sold, but what they got in exchange was, find an honest man to marry with peace of mind, you have no talent for cultivation.

That day was the darkest day in Han Qian's life, and it was also the day when she lost hope.

For the next three years, 12-year-old Han Qian lived an ordinary life as a peasant girl, and was even engaged and ready to marry. Until her mother was seriously ill and dying, she cried to her.

I am sorry for not giving you a body for cultivation.

On that day, Han Qian found out that when she was a child, her mother had already asked her to take a look at her when the son of the most respected head of the village came back to visit her relatives.

He is a powerful two-star master teacher with good eyesight, but his evaluation of himself is that his aptitude is not good enough and he is not suitable for cultivation.

Mother knew that she was not talented, but when she was begging her hard, she sold the gold hairpin, sold the old hen that lays an egg every day, scraped together the money, and took herself to apprentice up.

Maybe my mother didn't want to see me sad, or maybe my mother thought that the two-star master teacher was wrong, and I still have the possibility to practice...

Then that day, I let my mother down.

To be honest, Han Qian hated her mother, why did she give birth to a waste?But later, hatred turned into love, especially on the day my mother passed away.

The dying mother tightly held onto Han Qian's hand, unwilling to let go. She blamed herself, she felt guilty, and she let go of Han Qian, hoping that she would live a better life in the future.

Han Qian still can't forget the look in her mother's eyes that hated her own incompetence and didn't want to part with her daughter.

Then Han Qian ran away after her mother was buried, and went to work in the academy. She was beaten for stealing exercises, and then she accidentally realized that she can teach herself without a teacher, and she embarked on the path of a famous teacher.

"30 years? Or 31 years?"

Because Han Qian was so focused on cultivation, she even forgot her exact age: "But it doesn't matter, mother, today is the day I become famous. You have a spirit in the sky, just take a look!"

After praying in her heart, Han Qian's fighting spirit became even stronger.

"Han Qian, fifth level of the Divine Power Realm, please advise!"

This realm, without taking top-grade pills, without taking heavenly materials and earthly treasures, is all achieved through hard work and little by little cultivation.

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

Sun Mo admired Han Qian very much. He originally wanted to say, you can't beat me, and invited her to join Zhongzhou Academy by the way, but now, looking at Han Qian's eyes, he didn't say anything.

I will do my best in this battle out of respect for you.

"I haven't even started yet!"

The examiner curled his lips, but right after Sun Mo finished performing the ceremony, Han Qian came out, slashing furiously with the long knife, rolling like thunder.

Sun Mo did not retreat but advanced, and when the wooden knife came out, he fought back forcefully.

"What's going on? Why is the teacher so serious? Are you not afraid of killing her?"

Jiang Leng leaned forward, his eyes widened, and he focused on the battlefield.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The four of them, Li Ziqi, all looked over with surprise on their faces, even the fighting ghost was no exception.

"Dead face, you actually spoke?"

Tantai Yutang was surprised, and looked at the ring again: "Do you like that Han Qian?"

"roll!"

Jiang Leng was rude.

"So Junior Brother Jiang likes this flavor?"

Tantai Yutang frowned, this is not good, the taste of a girl is the sweetest, there is something wrong with your aesthetics, as a senior, I have to help you correct it.

"Teacher is really serious!"

Lu Zhiruo frowned, could it be that there is something wrong with this opponent?Such a serious teacher reminded her of how she faced Shiratori in the suburban Taoist temple.

How terrifying is Sun Mo who is going all out?

With just one strike, he directly split Han Qian's lightning-like momentum.

"Pretty!"

This knife also made many big shots praise it, and made many famous teacher examiners shine.

Han Qian's saber technique is proficient and profound. Obviously, she spent a lot of time and energy in training. She has no flaws in her saber attacks, but she was directly crushed by Sun Mo.

It's like a martial arts master who hit a move that has reached the peak, and then was directly neutralized by a nuclear bomb.

Don't look at Sun Mo's just an understatement of the knife, but this is a counterattack by stepping on the wind king's god step, using the ancient and modern illumination, and the constant sand without trace, under the observation of the divine insight technique and the imitation of the great universe without phase magic art.

The four holy-level top-notch exercises represent the four peak powers.

"There is no way to win!"

Mei Yazhi shook her head and sighed, Han Qian's aptitude is not good enough, but being able to make such a cut shows that she has worked hard and worked hard to the extreme.

But not enough!

"That's right, the Eryue Lancet, the extremely low-grade kung fu, even if you practice it well, you can't beat the holy-level kung fu!"

Tong Yiming sighed.

Han Qian's realm is two levels higher than Sun Mo's, but to be honest, the amount of spiritual energy reserves is also limited, because Sun Mo is a genius, and his spiritual energy reserves are far higher than those of the same level.

It can be said that for a person like Sun Mo, it is fair to fight by leapfrogging, and beating someone of the same rank is called bullying.

"It's too cruel, Master Sun is too, why are you so serious?"

The other bosses felt that Han Qian might be beaten to pieces after this battle.

When the audience saw the start of the battle, they were about to shout and cheer, but they shut their mouths again, because the scene in front of them was too shocking.

Han Qian only made one knife, and the first knife became Sun Mo's exhibition match.

Stepping on the wind king's divine steps, Han Qian couldn't even catch Sun Mo's figure. The re-enactment of the Great Universe Formless Divine Art and the divine insight technique made it possible for Sun Mo not to miss Han Qian's Every movement, even a sudden glance, is crystal clear.

Before Han Qian made any moves, Sun Mo began to predict.

After that, it was the gorgeous combo of the ancient times and the constant sand, which made the audience mesmerized, while Han Qian was in a state of bewilderment the whole time.

"It's so strong, but I can't give up. As long as I don't fall off the ring or die, I still have a chance."

Han Qian bit her tongue violently, and blood gushed out. The fishy smell and pain brought her spirits up for an instant. Afterwards, she tried her best to get injured and kept a distance from Sun Mo.

Then she swung the knife and slashed to the floor.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The knife was full of energy and cut the floor.

Han Qian raised her foot and stomped hard.

boom!

Amidst the dust, the fragments of the floor were also thrown into the air. After that, Han Qian spun around in the air, and the saber was like a tornado.

call out!call out!call out!

The strong wind brought the stone slabs and smashed towards Sun Mo, covering the ring like hail.

"This tactic is interesting!"

Xuanyuan Po was surprised, but Han Qian could still fight back.

"Hehe, the teacher might overturn the car!"

Tantai Yutang joked.

"impossible!"

Lu Zhiruo shook her head firmly.

"nonexistent!"

Li Ziqi rolled his eyes.

"Why do not you go to hell?"

Ying Baiwu glared at the sick man.

On the other side of the stand, Hua Jianmu held onto the railing tightly, as if his heart was being held tightly by a big hand of death.

"I'm willing to use ten years of my life to exchange for the teacher to win this victory!"

Hua Jianmu prayed, he knew that the teacher had been waiting for this victory for a long time.

Chapter 582 Strong to Desperate

Because of the obstruction of the broken floor, Sun Mo's movement was restricted and he had to slow down. Han Qian took advantage of this opportunity to rush to Sun Mo.

Willow Fufeng.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The rapid slashing was like the spring breeze in February, light, bright, and without any trace, it kept blowing towards Sun Mo's body.

Sun Mo still did not dodge.

Wu Yecrows, autumn colors turn across the sky!

Swish!

This blow, like a splash of ink, stopped Han Qian's attack, and in the next instant, she was drawn into the endless sword attack.