Chapter 1088: Masterpiece

Don't say that Jiang Zhitong is not dead yet, no one looks at him even if he is dead.
　　
　　 At this moment, Ying Baiwu is the center of attention.
　　
　　 After a burst of fire, the head iron girl climbed up vertically.
　　
　　Because the Budokan is very large, there is no dome. You can see the sky blue and white clouds. Now, the clear sky has become the backdrop of Yingbaiwu.
　　
　　 She just stood in the sky, condescendingly looking down at Xu Cong.
　　
　　 The whole venue is silent.
　　
　　 Don't talk about the audience, just those well-informed masters, who were shocked at this time.
　　
　　Fly...fly?
　　
　　 Is this something human can do?
　　
　　 Xu Cong looked at Ying Baiwu with a dull face, she could fly?
　　
　　 Then, a huge sense of frustration harassed Xu Cong's whole body, making him feel that these two decades of hard work were completely in vain.
　　
　　 How can I fight this?
　　
　　 People can fly. Although my sword aura can kill long-range targets, it is only 30 meters at most. But now, they are flying at an altitude of more than 50 meters.
　　
　　 And it looks like it can be higher.
　　
　　 Not to mention winning the Hundred Dance Archery Warriors, just come to a hunter who can't sense aura, as long as you fly in the sky, you can shoot yourself.
　　
　　 There is no chance of winning!
　　
　　Ying Baiwu waited for a few seconds, then pulled the bowstring away. This time, the aura condensed and formed a translucent arrow.
　　
　　 "Huh? Why do you want to show the arrow?"
　　
　　 Lu Zhiruo didn't understand.
　　
　　 "Because no matter whether it is transparent or not, it is a win."
　　
　　Taiyutang laughed, of course, the most important thing was to embarrass Xu Cong.
　　
　　 Xu Cong now faces a dilemma.
　　
　　 It is definitely impossible to win, but give up, think about the conflict between the Jiang family and the teacher, think about his own glory, he should rather die in battle than take the initiative to admit defeat.
　　
　　 But, this really has no chance of winning!
　　
Although the sword has no eyes in the battle, deaths and injuries are not counted, but Ying Baiwu is concerned about the reputation of the teacher. In a certain battle, if you deliberately shoot your opponent, it will appear cruel and ruthless, so Ying Baiwu loses the right to choose. Xu Cong.
　　
　　 Don't let me down!
　　
　　 Ying Baiwu deliberately stimulated Xu Cong with a playful look.
　　
　　 The situation has reached a stalemate.
　　
　　 Tong Yiming was stunned.
　　
　　 Sun Mo is too powerful, right?
　　
　　 Since the first evaluation of a famous teacher, I have met with Sun by default. It has only been more than two years since Sun Mo has grown to such a terrifying level?
　　
　　 In this world, where can I let you go?
　　
　　 The grandmasters on the referee's stand were also dull, and it took a long time for one to speak.
　　
　　 "Zhou Yasheng is really stealing chickens but not loosing rice. After Sun Mo's assessment, he will definitely be famous in the circle of famous teachers. The title of an alternate saint can't run away!"
　　
　　 "Yes, they realized the aura of ancient sages epiphany, and they have been recognized by thousands of ancient sages, and now they have invented a way to fly, and since then they have rewritten the way of fighting in Kyushu in Central Earth!"
　　
　　 "I don't know how to fly, is it difficult? If it can be mass-produced, it would be bad."
　　
　　 The grand masters talked a lot and looked solemn.
　　
　　Before, archers were not taken seriously. Everyone valued swords more. After all, archers had their advantages and disadvantages when fighting, but once they can fly, how can they be played?
　　
　　 Just like now, in fact, winning Baiwu can completely avoid the previous death fight, just fly up and shoot in a round to solve the battle.
　　
　　 The peak of the burning blood realm?
　　
　　 Sorry, you are in the legendary realm, and you have to be beaten. At most, the attack power of Win Baiwu is too weak to break the defense.
　　
　　 But if you want to kill someone, you can't kill it!
　　
　　 "Well, is this a rule breaking?"
　　
　　 In the crowd, someone suddenly asked.
　　
　　 "Doesn't it count? The rules say, fall off the ring, stand on your feet and count as losing, but they are flying now!"
　　
　　 "Yeah, there is no rule not to fly!"
　　
　　 "But this is too shabby, right?"
　　
　　 "You can't fly, do you blame others?"
　　
　　 The audience talked a lot, shouting that this battle was worth the price.
　　
　　 "Kneel and admit defeat!"
　　
　　Ying Baiwu is very cunning. He added the word kneeling to anger Xu Cong.
　　
　　 Xu Cong was instantly furious and wanted to kill, but he couldn't reach it!
　　
　　 "Since you don't admit defeat, do you want to continue playing?"
　　
　　 Ying Baiwu was talking and suddenly released the bowstring.
　　
　　咻!
　　
　　 Arrow strikes and kills.
　　
　　 Xu Cong hurriedly dodged, and then realized that the arrow shot into the air and disappeared, which made his face suddenly black.
　　
　　 They made it clear that they were frightening him, and they didn't mean to attack.
　　
　　 This is too humiliating, Xu Cong wanted to pat his chest, and shouted that you have a kind of shot here, but in the end he didn't have the courage.
　　
　　 "I have no time to spend with you!"
　　
　　 Win Baiwu to open the bow again.
　　
　　 "I can't reach you, but it's not easy for you to kill me!"
　　
　　 Xu Cong is ready to dodge with all his strength, I don't believe that your aura can keep you flying in the sky.
　　
　　 collapse!
　　
　　The bowstring trembles.
　　
　　 An arrow shot out, and then after flying over the ring, it split into ninety-nine shadows, the arrow rained down.
　　
boom! boom! boom!
　　
　　The King of Wind Magic Arrow, carpet bombing.
　　
　　 "Give up... we give up!"
　　
　　 Jiang Zhitong was supported by two friends and yelled feebly.
　　
　　 really unwilling!
　　
　　 Is there any way to be unwilling?
　　
　　 Sun Mo looked over.
　　
　　 The two friends who supported Jiang Zhitong immediately lowered their heads. They didn't want to offend Sun Mo. They were considered to be Jiang Zhitong's gang.
　　
　　 "This time, win a hundred dances!"
　　
　　 Tong Yiming announced.
　　
　　 Ying Baiwu landed on the ring, and then jumped again and flew to Sun Mo lightly.
　　
　　 A chic horse.
　　
　　 "Master Sun, how did this happen?"
　　
　　 Although he knew that this kind of questioning was untimely, Liang Hongda couldn't help it.
　　
　　唰!
　　
　　 Everyone's eyes are fixed on Sun Mo, full of probing desire.
　　
　　 "It was done with spirit patterns!"
　　
　　 Sun Mo smiled slightly without concealing it.
　　
　　 Let’s not mention that Zheng Lao and Li Xiu have seen them. They can’t hide them anymore. Moreover, Sun Mo intends to let more people know about this spiritual pattern, and then use it to attract more top students and famous teachers.
　　
　　 For example, these masters, do you want to have one?
　　
　　 If you want to fix it, come to Zhongzhou Academy for classes, not many, half a month in a year, right?
　　
　　 This is the strategic value of Yukong Ningwen.
　　
　　 "Wow, Sun Mo's luck is too bad, right?"
　　
　　 "I don't know in which dark ruin he found it?"
　　
　　 "Look up his whereabouts in the last two years, don't you know?"
　　
　　 Various murmurs sounded all around, no one thought that the Yukong Spirit Run was invented by Sun Mo, because it was incredible.
　　
　　 "Master Sun, take the liberty to ask, can you tell the story of this spirit pattern?"
　　
　　 On the referee's bench, the grandmaster who majored in spirit patterns couldn't help it, as if he had seen the most beautiful treasure.
　　
　　 is so full of epoch-making meanings, even if you don’t know what it looks like, listening to its story is a kind of enjoyment.
　　
　　 "The teacher got up for a nap that day, ate a stack of snacks, drank a cup of afternoon tea, and then on a whim, I wanted to..."
　　
　　 Qin Yaoguang always likes to make troubles, so he cleared his throat and started.
　　
　　 Everyone's ears suddenly stood up, and the stadium filled with tens of thousands of people was silent.
　　
　　 "Go to the toilet!"
　　
　　 Qin Yao lightly curled his lips: "Han Ji’s cakes are really not tasty, but Dao Ji’s is good. By the way, are Dao’s people here? Remember to call me the advertising fee!"
　　
　　 "What's all this mess?"
　　
　　 Everyone frowned, Qin Yaoguang made them lose their temper, but they did not dare to attack.
　　
"Stop it!"
　　
　　 Li Ziqi gave the snack girl a glance: "This spiritual pattern was invented by my teacher after an operation."
　　
　　 Little purse would not tell these people, the teacher's inspiration came from the mechanical doll Lu Zhiruo opened out of a mysterious box.
　　
　　 "Fa...Invented?"
　　
　　 Grandmaster's gaze was dull, and he stuttered: "You...you mean, this spirit pattern is...invented by Master Sun?"
　　
　　 "Yes!"
　　
　　 Li Ziqi smiled sweetly: "Otherwise, you have seen it before, has anyone used it?"
　　
　　 hiss!
　　
　　 There were sounds of cold breathing all over the room, almost vacuuming the Budokan.
　　
　　 Everyone looked at Sun Mo again, full of suspicion, shock, and envy, but in the end, they all turned into incredible.
　　
　　 The incredible thing is that this spirit pattern is also Sun Mo!
　　
　　 This... This is definitely the first person in the Netherworld of Kyushu, right?
　　
　　 "You... do you have it on your body?"
　　
　　 Grandmaster asked.
　　
　　 Li Ziqi did not answer. After a slight smile, his whole body floated vertically.
　　
　　 "Masterpiece! Masterpiece!"
　　
　　 Grandmaster applauded and praised: "It's a masterpiece of the world!"
　　
　　 "Everyone, this kind of trivial matter is not worth mentioning. The personal fight has been delayed. Referee Tong, please continue!"
　　
　　 Sun Mo clasped his fists and apologized.
　　
　　The battle has begun, but everyone is still thinking about it. Even if the two saints are fighting, everyone is not interested.
　　
　　 "Master Sun, you..."
　　
　　 The examinees around, approaching the water platform for the first time, all leaned over, and they were sprayed as soon as one of them spoke.
　　
　　 "What is Master Sun? Who is it called? No big or small, I have to call Teacher Sun, you know?"
　　
　　 This one felt that his licking was in place, and he could win a wave of favorability, but in a flash, he discovered that there was someone outside.
　　
　　 "Shit-shit Teacher Sun, who do you look down on? Are you qualified to be a disciple for others? Call Grandmaster Sun, Grandmaster Sun!"
　　
　　 A famous female teacher, righteously scolded.
　　
　　All of you on the referee's bench, looking at Sun Mo eagerly, really want to go over and talk about it!
　　
　　 Throughout the ages, flying has always been everyone's dream.
　　
　　 "I will talk about spiritual patterns after the assessment is over!"
　　
　　 Sun Mo's head is big because of the noise.
　　
　　 "Sun Mo is definitely hot now."
　　
　　 Gu Xiuxun sighed with emotion: "Sister An, you have to hold him tight, be careful to be poached by another famous school."
　　
　　 "Those who are qualified to dig him are only at the Ninth National University. I don't believe the principals of those first-class schools are embarrassed to speak up."
　　
　　 Meizi Yuxin said, even my mother is embarrassed to dig someone.
　　
　　 Sun Mo’s three disciples, after three games, he no longer needs to stay here, so he asked the calabash children to stay and continue to watch the game and accumulate experience, while he himself left.
　　
　　 "Master Sun!"
　　
　　 As soon as Sun Mo left the house, Mei Yazhi chased after him shortly after.
　　
　　 "Aunt Mei is polite, just call me Sun Mo!"
　　
　　 Sun Mo showed eight teeth, and the smiling sun was handsome, like the Apollo sun came to the world.
　　
　　 Seeing that Sun Mo has achieved such results, she is still not complacent and arrogant. Mei Yazhi is very satisfied: "I'll be straight to the point, that Lingwen..."
　　
　　 "If you want, I can give you one at any time!"
　　
　　 This is one of my thighs, I need to hug tightly.
　　
　　 "But it's the first edition now, with some minor flaws, that is, the flight speed is limited and the steering is not flexible."
　　
　　Sun Mo explained, and couldn't help but glance at Mei Yazhi.
　　
　　 This figure is very good. Compared with Mei Ziyu's hairtail girl, Aunt Mei has a lot of food. Should I suggest that she get tattoos on her chest?
　　
　　 "Of course, you can rest assured that my ancient dragon catcher can remove the old spirit patterns at any time and will not affect the future, but I hope you keep this matter secret."
　　
　　 "This is natural!"
　　
　　 Mei Yazhi nodded, and then felt very emotional.
　　
　　 Are the young people so sensible now?
　　
　　 Mei Yazhi felt that Sun Mo was very caring, much better than her own girl.
　　
　　 Hey, if I were ten years younger, I would definitely compete with An Xinhui.
　　
　　 Mei Yazhi didn't say anything to give back to Sun Mo, but with her character, Sun Mo would never suffer.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 Fighting is still fighting, but everyone is dull. All their attention is on Sun Mo.
　　
　　 Although there are still 64 people participating in the championship, after Sun Mo burst the Yukong spirit pattern, how did his disciples lose?
　　
　　 Winning Bai Wu, the archer, made 100% of the finals. As for Li Ziqi, everyone hasn't forgotten her pile of spirit-weave rods floating in the sky and throwing them downwards. Who can hold it?
　　
　　 There is also the record-breaking result that Sun Mo got in the Guxian Hall. Not surprisingly, he is the chief of the four-star teacher assessment.
　　
　　 Four consecutive assessments, four chiefs, and all of them broke records.
　　
　　 This achievement, it is not an exaggeration to say something shocking.
　　
　　 Now coupled with this epoch-making Yukong spirit pattern, some people have begun to give Sun Mo the reputation of "alternate saint".
　　
　　 After all, a famous teacher who has achieved such terrible achievements at the age of twenty-two has never appeared in the circle of famous teachers.
　　
　　……
　　
　　The hand-to-hand battle is over. One hundred winners were selected and won the title of four-star master teacher.
　　
　　 In fact, because the test of Guxian Hall was too difficult, the judges lowered the standard. Otherwise, only Sun Mo, Zhang Wentao, and Wan Xiulin were qualified.
　　
　　 In other words, these three have reached the level of six-star master teachers in terms of lectures, accumulation of knowledge and foresight.
　　
　　 If everyone knew that these three couldn't dig, the principals would definitely have been dispatched early, and they would not hesitate to offer sky-high prices.
　　
　　 "Teacher, are we still participating in the championship?"
　　
　　 In the hotel, Huang Peng was weak while eating.
　　
　　 "Why? Afraid of losing?"
　　
　　 Wan Xiulin frowned and put down the dishes.
　　
　　 "It's not that you are afraid of losing, but the possibility of winning is unexpected!"
　　
　　 Huang Peng is depressed.
　　
　　 "If you can't win, is that the reason you gave up?"
　　
　　 Wan Xiulin reprimanded: "Go to ~EbookFREE.me~ and think about it!"
　　
　　 When the disciple left dejectedly, Wan Xiulin lost his appetite, and said to his heart, do you think I want to fight? But we are from the Zhou Yasheng faction!
　　
　　 No choice!
　　
　　 Teacher, your giving up Li Ziqi is really the biggest mistake of your life!
　　
Do not,
　　
　　 It is not terrible to give up Li Ziqi, but the terrible thing is that Li Ziqi met Sun Mo.
　　
Hey!
　　
　　 and Sun Mo are in the same era, so sad.
　　
　　 Wan Xiulin was originally a brilliant shining star and attracted much attention, but this year's assessment was completely suppressed by Sun Mo.
　　
　　 If you can't win, you won Baiwu, at least you have to win Li Ziqi!
　　
　　 This is the minimum requirement of Wan Xiulin.