Chapter 628: Is your family's saint-level exquisite technique Chinese cabbage?

Wu Guang was stunned. When he asked the ancestor of Ying Baiwu, it was pure curiosity, and he wanted to know what big people had been in this family!
　　
The value of 　　 Saint-level Peerless Skills can make a family prosper for at least hundreds of years. After all, the skills of the next generation are not too stupid. If they learn it, they can be used endlessly.
　　
　　 But what did this girl say?
　　
　　 Is she taught by the teacher?
　　
　　 Wu Guang looked at Sun Mo subconsciously, and the three words prodigal came to mind in an instant.
　　
　　Wu Guang’s personally handed teacher, as well as the famous teachers around the ring, and the audience in the stands, all looked at Sun Mo at this time, their expressions were shocked and dull, and they didn’t know what to say.
　　
　　 "Is this guy's brain sick?"
　　
　　 "Don't talk about the holy-level exercises, they are celestial exquisite products, and they must be passed down to children but not to girls. This is good, and it was passed directly to a female apprentice!"
　　
　　 "It's okay to pass it to students. The key is that you don't check her loyalty? As far as I know, Sun Mo accepted her as a disciple for less than two years!"
　　
　　 The crowd whispered among the crowd.
　　
　　Because of the personal battles, there are also underground gambling games, so the information of winning the Baiwu trio has been dug up, so as to judge whether the value is worth betting.
　　
　　 Although I don't know her life experience, I know that she has followed Sun Mo for more than a year.
　　
　　Because of Sun Mo's behavior, it was so counterintuitive that they were all confused.
　　
　　 "Your holy masterpiece technique, is it Chinese cabbage?"
　　
　　 On the referee's bench, the big man named Wang muttered.
　　
　　 "Is this proof that Sun Mo is generous and generous!"
　　
　　 Mei Yazhi looked at Sun Mo, her eyes full of admiration, facing the students, she didn't hide her personalities, this is the kind of mastermind!
　　
Ding!
　　
　　The favorability degree from Mei Yazhi +100, friendly (350/1000).
　　
　　 "Sure enough, the same as I thought?"
　　
　　 Meiziyu sat in the corner with her chin in her hands and looked at Sun Mo. There was a smile on her mouth, which was very sweet.
　　
　　 Li Ruolan, who was standing next to Sun Mo, turned her head to look at him. If she was not worried about being beaten, she would like to ask, are you a fool?
　　
　　 This beautiful journalist, lightly grasping the hem of his chest with his right hand, feels so distressed!
　　
　　 Because she suddenly thought, if I marry him, this is my family's handed down technique, right? It would be a shame to just teach it to a female student?
　　
　　 Gu Xiuxun looked at the shocked expressions of these people around him, hurriedly raised his arm and bumped Sun Mo's arm, knowing how maverick your behavior is?
　　
　　 Soon, Gu Xiuxun felt a little sad.
　　
When Sun Mo taught herself the ancient dragon catcher who was also a saint-level masterpiece, she once doubted whether this kid had any intentions against herself. After all, her appearance and figure were still very coveted. of.
　　
　　 At that time, Gu M was expecting and entangled again. If Sun Heiquu made a non-partial request, did he agree? Or agree?
　　
　　 But it has been three months since he learned how to catch dragons in ancient times, and Sun Mo hadn't shown his fangs yet, which made Gu Xiuxun confirm that he had misunderstood others.
　　
　　People are really generous, and they don't even think about what to do with themselves.
　　
Snapped!
　　
　　 Gu Xiu-kun, who became more and more irritable, raised his small fist and punched Sun Mo again.
　　
"what happened?"
　　
　　 Sun Mo tilted his head and asked puzzledly.
　　
"mosquito!"
　　
　　 Gu Xiuxun curled his mouth, but then stretched out his hand again to smooth out the wrinkles on Sun Mo's clothes.
　　
　　 "……"
　　
　　 Li Ziqi looked at this scene, a little speechless, and said that you are not afraid of us telling the teacher? Gu Xiuxun's way of lowering her eyebrows and smoothing her folds is too young for her daughter.
　　
　　 I can’t think about it.
　　
"how is this possible?"
　　
　　 Wu Guang frowned, wondering.
　　
　　 "Why is it impossible?"
　　
　　 Ying Baiwu asked back, a little unhappy, she felt that this guy was questioning the teacher's personality.
　　
　　 "Because...because...that's a holy technique, it's still a gem!"
　　
　　 Wu Guang took a look at his direct teacher subconsciously. Although the teacher treated himself well, his housekeeping skills have not been taught to him yet.
　　
　　 But Wu Guang is not angry, because this is the norm in the world of famous teachers. You are a disciple who has just started a few years and has made no contributions. You want to learn the skills of others. How can this be possible!
　　
　　 "Your teacher is your teacher, my teacher is my teacher, don't compare them!"
　　
　　 Ying Baiwu's tone is cold: "If you continue to offend you like this, I'm going to propose a duel to you."
　　
　　 Wow!
　　
　　 There was an uproar in the audience. Winning Baiwu's words obviously placed Sun Mo at a very high altitude, and the words between the lines were overflowing with admiration for him.
　　
　　 "What you said is like Teacher Sun's best teacher. Isn't the saint inferior to him?"
　　
　　 Takehiro curled his mouth.
　　
　　 "Yes, the saint is not as good as my teacher!"
　　
　　 Win Baiwu didn't hesitate, and went back directly.
　　
Ding!
　　
　　 Friendship degree from Yingbaiwu +500, respect (10100/100000).
　　
　　 hiss!
　　
The famous teachers present all took a sigh of relief. Your breath is too big, but immediately, they are a little envious of Sun Mo. After all, who doesn’t want their students to worship themselves so much. .
　　
　　 "Hundred dances, be careful!"
　　
　　 Sun Mo slightly scolded and acted like a saint. After all, it is comparable to the words of a saint. It is also a big disrespect to the saint.
　　
　　 But because of the words of the Iron Maiden, Sun Mo's favorability started to swipe the screen again, all contributed by the students.
　　
　　 After all, Sun Mo's generosity surprised them.
　　
The competition of Group B is over. The first place is Win Baiwu. She will compete with Jiang Leng, the first place in Group A, for the final right, but because they are both Sun Mo's personal biography, one of his students must be able to enter. finals.
　　
　　 So many famous teachers seemed to have a lemon stuck in their mouth, and they were going to die of acid.
　　
　　 The C group competition began. Zhou Yao, who defeated Zhang Yanzong, won the victory very easily, and then the D group competition.
　　
　　 "Teacher, I'm going!"
　　
　　 Xuanyuan Po was eager to try, but after a minute, he came back because his opponent had abstained.
　　
　　 You need to know that the battle ghost has advanced all the way, but has gone through a tough battle. That iron-blooded and sturdy style has long melted into the eyes of the audience.
　　
　　His opponent suffered a serious injury in the last game. Seeing that there is no hope of winning, he naturally gave up.
　　
　　 So Xuanyuan Po won first place in Group C.
　　
　　 At this point, all the top four were born, and three of them were all students of Sun Mo.
　　
　　 "When I went back, I cut down the lemon tree at home that was transplanted from the south for a hundred thousand dollars."
　　
　　 In the tavern, a second-generation local tyrant swears and swears that he will not eat sour things in his life. After all, this time I saw Sun Mo and it was sour enough.
　　
　　 "You said he taught the three students by himself?"
　　
　　 Some people questioned, after all, Sun Mo is too young, and the teaching time is too short, the result is such a huge achievement, it is shocking.
　　
　　 "There should be no fakes. You have also seen the three students look at him. They respect and admire him!"
　　
　　 After a famous teacher finished speaking, he was immediately echoed by many people.
　　
　　 There is no doubt that Sun Mo is really strong!
　　
　　 "Sun Mo broke the record again, and the three passed on to the semifinals!"
　　
　　 "If Xuanyuan Po kills Zhou Yao, the two players in the final will be passed on by Sun Mo, the champion and runner-up!"
　　
　　 "Zhou Yao, give it a helping hand, otherwise this world will belong to Sun Mo!"
　　
　　 Many people have begun to support Zhou Yao, hoping that she can snipe Sun Mo's personal pass to win the championship.
　　
　　 The morning sun rises, and a new day has arrived.
　　
　　 Fighting Hall, the semi-finals will start.
　　
　　 In the first game, Jiang Leng won against Baiwu.
　　
　　 "Junior brother, junior sister, you all have to come on!"
　　
　　 Lu Zhiruo shook his fist and cheered up for the two people: "But don't hurt your peace. Remember to stop."
　　
　　 "Jiang Leng, how sure are you with that Zhou Yao?"
　　
　　 entered the ring, Ying Baiwu asked in a low voice.
　　
　　 "Not sure!"
　　
　　 Jiang Leng shook his head, because he couldn't see the depth of Zhou Yao.
　　
　　 "I am a long-range player. I should have an advantage against her, but I always feel that it is very dangerous. I can't win the game securely. So this time, let you."
　　
　　 Winning Baiwu doesn't care about her winning or losing, she just wants to get the championship to the teacher, so she is going to abstain.
　　
　　 "You are a junior, so I should abstain from voting, and to be honest, I can't win the game."
　　
　　 After Jiang Leng's evaluation, he felt that winning Baiwu against Yao last week would have a bigger win.
　　
　　 The two people were discussing in the arena, and they saw a kind of audience bewildered. They also planned to watch a wonderful civil war in the division.
　　
　　 "Is it all right?"
　　
　　 The famous teachers feel so sour. When will my disciples be able to do this?
　　
　　 "I was suddenly very thankful that only three people were allowed to participate in the battle."
　　
　　 A famous teacher with a high nose is scared.
　　
　　 "Why?"
　　
　　Some people are puzzled.
　　
　　 "Because if four people are allowed to participate, wouldn't Sun Mo's students have to win the top four?"
　　
　　The famous teacher with high nose bridge looked at the three Li Ziqi, and suddenly felt that these three guys must also be unfathomable.
　　
"No way?"
　　
　　 Someone questioned: "It's okay for the big sister to look at it, except for eating melons, the other one doesn't care much at first sight, and there is a sick seedling!"
　　
　　 "You are wrong, the sick seedling under Sun Mo's school, can that be a normal sick seedling?"
　　
　　 The famous teacher with high nose bridge is sure, this guy named Tantai must be terrible.
　　
　　 "When will you discuss until?"
　　
　　 Tong Yiming helplessly, he asked, you regard this arena as your own living room, and discuss unscrupulously. I, the examiner, don't want face.
　　
　　 "Sorry, I abstained!"
　　
　　 Jiang Leng said ~EbookFREE.me~ and jumped out of the ring.
　　
　　 Shh!
　　
　　 This scene caused a full boo in an instant, and the semi-finals that should have been so exciting were ruined by you.
　　
　　 Fortunately, there is another one to look forward to.
　　
　　 "Zhou Yao, come on, you are our hope now!"
　　
　　 Many people are yelling.
　　
　　 Zhou Yao fumbled for the hilt and looked at Xuanyuan Po with interest: "Where are you from? Maybe we are still fellow villagers!"
　　
　　 Xuanyuan Po stared at Zhou Yao, and his sixth sense told him that this girl was terrible, as for fellow villagers, it was impossible!
　　
　　 "Your eyes are terrible!"
　　
　　 Zhou Yao showed a worried expression: "Shall we stop until we click? I don't want to be hurt by you!"
　　
　　 "Are you kidding me? You obviously have the power to kill me!"
　　
　　 Xuanyuan Po’s expression gradually became solemn: "Stop talking nonsense, come to fight!"
　　
　　 "Well, in that case, as you wish!"
　　
　　 Zhou Yao's face turned straight, and suddenly she moved and appeared in front of Xuanyuan Po.
　　
　　唰!
　　
　　 The long sword stabbed in rage and took Xuanyuan directly to his throat.
　　
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