peerless teacher

Chapter 606 Who Won This!

"Jiang...Brother Jiang?"

Li Zhuifeng thought he was dazzled, so he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, but that's right, he would recognize that face even if it turned into ashes, not to mention the conspicuous word 'waste' on his forehead.

The trend of the strokes is definitely the teacher's handwriting.

"Why are you here?"

Li Zhuifeng subconsciously looked at Jiang Leng's side, it was Sun Mo, and then his eyes narrowed: "You don't know him as your teacher, do you?"

"Ding San's opponent is not weak!"

Ding Yi was going to scold people at first, but you are the Master Chief's masterpiece, and it turned out that you fought so hard even in the first round of a personal battle?But after seeing Ying Baiwu's performance, Ding Yi closed his mouth.

Even if it was replaced by himself, it would not be easy to win.

Li Zhuifeng ignored Ding Yi, but still stared at Jiang Leng.

Seeing Jiang Leng again after several years, Li Zhuifeng's mood was extremely complicated.

Every three years, a new batch of children will come to the manor. Li Zhuifeng and Jiang Leng are at the same time. At that time, the previous batch of children always bullied them. Go back and protect their children.

Life in the manor is boring and tedious. Apart from sleeping, it is training. Jiang Leng is the best child.

Regardless of studying, practicing, or even playing games, Jiang Leng is far beyond his peers.

At that time, Li Zhuifeng admired Jiang Leng, thought he was so powerful, and followed him around like a little fanboy, but suddenly one day, everything changed.

Jiang Leng disappeared for half a month in the manor, and when he came back later, Jiang Leng was weak and decadent, alive like a walking dead, and the most frightening thing was that his body was covered with mysterious spirit patterns.

Every once in a while, those spirit patterns would cause the spiritual energy to run wild, causing great pain, so during that time, Jiang Leng's screams in extreme pain became the shadow of the children.

Then for the next year, every month, Jiang Leng would be taken away for a few days, and every time he came back, he would be covered in bruises, with more and more spirit patterns on his body, more and more broken.

Jiang Leng repeated this process of healing and re-injury, until one day a year later, Jiang Leng was taken away for a month, and when he was carried back again, there was the word "waste" on his forehead.

Then in the evening, Jiang Leng was carried away, and never appeared in the manor again.

Later, Li Zhuifeng found out that Jiang Leng was undergoing human experiments on the inscription of spirit patterns during that time. According to the original plan, all these children would be conducted at the same time, but Jiang Leng's bad results caused the experiment to be postponed for a year.

It can be said that it was Jiang Leng's pain that bought these children a quiet life for more than a year, and it was also the data collected from him over the past year that contributed to the success of the later experiment.

Because of Li Zhuifeng's outstanding talent and outstanding talent in spiritual patterns, he was accepted as a personal disciple by Dean Bai, and then he learned about these things.

Li Zhuifeng asked himself, thank Jiang Leng?

Yes, but not many, more of a kind of arrogance, because it turned out that I was the best one. Now that I think about it, the scene of me wandering around behind Jiang Leng back then is simply ridiculous and comical.

"Brother Jiang?"

Li Zhuifeng looked at the useless character on Jiang Leng's head, and chuckled, but then, his eyes narrowed sharply, staring at Jiang Leng's neck.

Why can't you see the spirit pattern on the part exposed from the neckline?The skin is smooth, without any trace of spirit lines...

"Is it covered up by some paint?"

Li Zhuifeng asked himself, if he were himself, he must find a way to cover up those broken and ugly spirit lines, but reason told him again.

The spirit pattern on Jiang Leng's body was repaired.

Otherwise, since the spirit pattern was to be covered up, why didn't the word 'waste' on the head not be covered up?

"But repairing the spirit pattern, how is this possible?"

Li Zhuifeng muttered, and couldn't help but glance at Sun Mo. He remembered that this guy had a good reputation, called the Hand of God.

"Should I tell the teacher about this?"

Li Zhuifeng was thinking about it, and suddenly there was a warning in his heart, and he subconsciously slipped and hid behind an adult candidate.

Jiang Leng turned his head.

"what happened?"

Tantai Yutang noticed that the expression on Dead Man's Face was wrong.

"I don't know, I suddenly feel uncomfortable!"

Jiang Leng didn't find anything unexpected.

"Baiwu, don't worry, hit slowly!"

Seeing the anxious battle situation, Li Ziqi couldn't help shouting.

The examiner glanced at the little purse, and didn't care, firstly, she was not a teacher, and secondly, this kind of refueling, if you fight slowly, it won't affect the battle situation.

"Baiwu, don't worry, as long as you win!"

Seeing that the examiner ignored him, Li Ziqi yelled again.

With Sun Mo's arrival, Ying Baiwu wanted to perform well in front of the teacher he adores, win down the opponent as soon as possible, and get praise, but instead became impatient.

"I'll embarrass the teacher again!"

Pursing his lips, Ying Baiwu looked over while holding his breath, and saw Sun Mo. The other party shook his head, then nodded with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although she didn't speak, the iron girl seemed to have a tacit understanding and understood what the teacher meant.

"This kind of tactic is wrong, change it, it will hurt your body too much, but you played very well, and you can definitely win!"

Looking at Sun Mo's gentle and trusting eyes and the teacher's admiring smile, as if saying, you are the boy I admire the most, Ying Baiwu calmed down irritatedly.

"How could the teacher care about winning or losing? What he cares about must be that I don't get hurt!"

Ying Baiwu felt warm in his heart, and then suddenly stepped on the wind king's steps, retreated to the edge of the field, and opened the distance.

Ding!

Favorability from Yingbaiwu +100, respect (7100/10000).

"Finally stopped!"

Ding San didn't rush to attack, but panted heavily, he couldn't help it, the opponent's mad dog-like onslaught made him overwhelmed.

Don't you feel any pain?

Ding San was in the manor, but he had received rigorous training, and injuries were commonplace, but today's battle still made him palpitate.

"The teacher taught me that I was too persistent and upright, and I beat you quickly, but in fact, it's fine if I win."

Ying Baiwu reflected.

"What the hell?"

Ding San frowned.

"I'm sorry, this time, I want to win!"

Ying Baiwu took off the long bow on his back.

"Hey, you don't have a bow with feathers and arrows, and you still want to shoot people to death?"

Ding San dismissed it, he was not in a hurry, and instead reminded Ying Baiwu: "Are you too nervous and forgot to take the quiver? It's okay, I'll wait for you!"

Around the arena, there were discussions, because they didn't know what Ying Baiwu was going to do.

The examiner watched all this silently, and did not stop the iron girl from changing weapons, because this was a hand-in-hand fight, and there were no restrictions on weapons and tactics, as long as she won.

Of course, although bows and arrows are long-distance, the entire arena is only half the size of a basketball court. If you use bows and arrows, you will suffer instead.

The advantage of long-range weapons is to use long-range suppression to blow up opponents. Once they are close, they will basically be cold.

With the length of the arena, when Ding San rushed to Ying Baiwu, she had just pulled out the feather arrow from her quiver, and as long as one arrow shot empty, the longbow would become a display and would be completely tortured. .

"If you don't charge now, you won't have a chance!"

Ying Baiwu held the Fengwang Divine Bow in her left hand and placed it by her side. It wasn't that she was hypocritical to be fair, but that she didn't want to embarrass Sun Mo, otherwise, the sneak attack would have started long ago.

"It's okay, just shoot, I'll lose if you move!"

Ding San chuckled.

Ying Baiwu pursed his lips, raised the bow with his left hand, hooked the bowstring with his right index finger and middle finger, pulled it violently, and then let it go.

hum!

The bowstring trembled, and there was a clear and crisp sound.

"Good bow!"

Among the onlookers, there are famous archers who are good at archery. When they heard the sound of the bow being opened, they knew that it was a top-quality longbow, and it was definitely made by a master.

"You think I'm... Gan!"

When Ding San saw that Ying Baiwu opened his bow without an arrow, he wanted to say that you thought I was frightened, but after a flash in front of his eyes, he saw the spiritual energy condensed into a long arrow, roaring towards him.

Extremely fast.

call out!

The long arrow shot past Ding San's ear.

"Admit defeat!"

Ying Baiwu urged.

Even the well-informed examiner was a little shocked at this moment, condensing the long arrow out of thin air, is this the effect of the long bow?Or the effect of exercises?

But this girl is very graceful, if she is vicious and shoots at Ding San's thigh, this arrow will end the fight.

With lingering fears in his heart, Ding San stopped talking nonsense and rushed out, his figure almost brought out afterimages.

Ying Baiwu didn't move, and continued to shoot the bow with his right hand.

Feng Ming dances wildly!

Then the onlookers saw translucent arrows roaring out from the longbow, like a machine crossbow, firing in unison.

call out!call out!call out!

Before Ding San got close, the long arrow pierced through his right palm, and after flying his long sword, he shot it into pieces.

Dang!Dang!

The iron block fell to the ground and made a noise.

The entire arena was silent.

The examinees felt their scalps tingling for a while, and they felt a little hopeless.

Who won this?

According to the rules, once you are in the arena, you are not allowed to go down, you are not allowed to change weapons, and you are not even allowed to drink the water bag handed over by others.

So everyone always thought that Ying Baiwu was nervous and forgot to take his quiver, so it was useless to carry a longbow and chose close combat. Only now did he know that he didn't use arrows at all, and he fought like that just because he wanted a fair fight.

"Actually, she thinks too much, and it's fair to fight like this."

"Whoever meets her will be unlucky!"

"Amazing, no wonder Sun Mo came to watch her match, because she is sure to win!"

Everyone talked a lot, and then those who won the first game were all under great pressure and began to pray that they would not meet Ying Baiwu in the next game.

"This time, Win Baiwu wins!"

After the examiner announced that the iron girl had won the competition, she bowed, then jumped off the ring and walked to Sun Mo's side.

Head down, ready to be scolded.

"Tantai, treat her wound first."

Sun Mo ordered.

The sick man immediately opened the medicine box he carried with him to stop the bleeding for Ying Baiwu.

"Baiwu, don't think about my face or anything like that, it's your battle now, you have to fight for yourself!"

Sun Mo exhorted.

This girl had no intentions, so Sun Mo could easily guess the reason why she did that.

Ying Baiwu still lowered his head and didn't speak. If he just fights for me, I will abstain. After all, I have no money to get it!

Jiang Leng looked at Ding San, the opponent lost, but he was obviously not convinced, and he was staring at this side with a stern look on his face.