Chapter 1321: Sun Shuangjue!

　　 When everyone woke up from Huang Liang's dream, their faces were already covered with shock.
　　 Sun Mo has condensed the Sacred Heart. What's more terrifying is that he only spent a long time!
　　 "Sun Yasheng, how did you do it?"
　　 Ji Xiangdong asked respectfully, with respect in his words, as if a student was asking a teacher.
　　 "This sacred scripture seems to be for a famous teacher to look through his life. I think I have some advantages, because a few years ago, I experienced life and death."
　　 Sun Mo did not cherish himself with a broom, and generously answered: "The kind that is almost certain to die."
　　 Everyone was sluggish, but they didn't expect this answer, and then they all saluted respectfully.
　　 Even a few Yasheng competitors are no exception.
　　 Zhou Yasheng looked gloomy, wishing Sun Mo would not speak.
　　 Next, the fighting skills continued. Chen Zhiming didn't want to wait, so he took the initiative to go out and read the scriptures second.
　　 As Sun Mo left the hall, the crowd of onlookers was also reduced a lot. After all, Chen Zhiming is not well-known. It is really boring to see someone sitting alone.
　　 One day later, Chen Zhiming came out of Dharma, and nothing happened to him.
　　 Xu Chunbo did not comment, because he knew it was already a very good performance.
　　 Gao Ning, Du Changgong appeared one by one, and nothing happened on her body. By the time Fang Hong, she realized a halo of a famous teacher.
　　 is called the heroine.
　　 After this halo is cast towards a certain woman, her combat effectiveness will immediately increase several times, up to ten times.
　　 "Yes, although Fang Yasheng has not condensed the Sacred Heart, he has suddenly realized a halo of a master teacher, which also means that you have a great chance of being promoted to Yasheng!"
　　 Xu Chunbo is really satisfied, because this is a brand new halo of master teachers.
　　 As the only female sub-saint who is fighting for the master, Fang Hong is very proud, looking at the men like dung.
　　 "I want to be such a famous teacher!"
　　 Gu Xiuxun is envious.
　　 "No more, I heard that her marriage is unhappy!"
　　 Jin Mujie sighed, you don't understand, Fang Hong only spent all his energy on teaching after he was so broken by a man.
　　 When the sixth sub-sage Zhang Shen appeared, everyone was speculating about his amazing performance. After reading the scriptures for a long time, he suddenly vomited a big mouth of blood, and most of his chest exploded directly.
　　 Everyone was stunned.
　　 Despite the treatment of more than a dozen top doctors, Zhang Shen saved his life, but the "Sacred Heart" was broken.
　　 Yes, he was only one step away from the Sacred Heart, but he failed in the end because his will was not strong enough.
　　 To put it bluntly, he has not experienced a mentality road comparable to life and death. He is still confused about the way he pursues and adheres to.
　　 This scene scared everyone, but it would be too embarrassing to abstain, so the Asians bit their heads.
　　 The seventh person, Cui Kaizhi, closed the scripture a day later.
　　 "I retire!"
　　 After that, Cui Kaizhi is gone.
　　 "Huh? Is this counseling?"
　　 The onlookers were dumbfounded by the party. They thought that Cui Kaizhi was not in the mood to study the scriptures at all.
　　 Xu Chunbo still stood up and clarified for him: "Don't speculate randomly and question his character. This scripture will let people see their shortcomings. Cui Yasheng's willingness to abstain is also a kind of mood improvement!"
　　The scriptures can let people see the truest self.
　　 As the saying goes, I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, because I am in this mountain. Everyone is like this.
　　 People are always instinctively repellent when they criticize themselves.
　　 Fighting skills continued, and on the day Zhou Yasheng passed the pass, Li Ziqi also rushed to the holy gate, witnessing him realize a shame and then brave!
　　 This aura is relatively common, but Zhou Yasheng doesn't. This is because he has always been a favorite of heaven since he was a child, and he has never tasted failure, so it is impossible to realize this master aura.
　　 But the blow that Li Ziqi brought was so great that Zhou Yasheng didn't think about it, didn't want to eat, and was depressed all day long, so he could not wait for time to go back and correct this mistake.
　　 In the sacred scriptures that day, he felt the shame again, so it was a logical reason to realize the shame and then courage.
　　 The effect of this halo is that after a person is humiliated, he can burst out with great potential.
　　 "Is it all right?"
　　 Qin Yaoguang felt very angry.
　　 "Zhou Yasheng has also been with Ziqi in this life, and there has been a mistake!"
　　 Meizi Yuxin said that this is the real talent of the top master teacher, and this accident might actually make Zhou Yasheng feel the way of a saint.
　　 The last person to play was Bao Dewei, the oldest. Although he tried to cover it up, many high-star masters still saw his wavering and entanglement.
　　Especially since he started to read the scriptures, his expression has been changing, or hideous, horrible, or ecstatic, just like a crazy!
　　 Even everyone suggested that Xu Chunbo should wake up Bao Dewei, they don't want to see another Ashen's heart broken.
　　 "Hey, he is also a poor man!"
　　 Xu Chunbo sighed. Although he sympathized with Bao Dewei, he didn't stop it, because it was pity that would make Bao Dewei even more inferior.
Bao Dewei was a young master who was also a record-setting teacher. At the age of two hundred and fifty, he became an eight-star master teacher. People say that he will become a sub-sage, but in the next few hundred years, he has been wasted. , Even the threshold of Yasheng was only entered ten years ago.
　　 After Bao Dewei came out, he was sweating profusely. In just one day, he was thin and skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
　　 His students wanted to come forward to help, but he pushed them away.
　　 "I can go!"
　　 Bao Dewei was expressionless, but when his figure disappeared from the field of vision, everyone heard a mournful wailing.
　　He is not reconciled, but he has no alternative!
　　 After all, manpower is really poor!
　　 The second game is over. One person was seriously injured and one person retired. There are still seven people left.
　　 Xu Chunbo still did not comment on the game, but announced the start of the third game.
　　 "According to the usual practice, the content of the game is definitely getting more and more difficult. This game will not be dead, right?"
　　 "Yes, every sub-sage is a treasure of the world of master teachers, let alone dead, it is disabled, and it is also a huge loss!"
　　 "Hey, this is life! Since they have chosen to fight, they have to face this pressure!"
　　 Xu Chunbo means that the performance of the Yashengs is obvious to all. When the game is over, you will naturally know who is the most suitable master.
　　 But looking at it like this, people will be eliminated in every game, and it is unknown whether or not a single seedling can be left in the end.
　　 The morning sun is extremely bright, it is a good day for competition.
　　 "Well, a saint, you must be full of economics, export into chapters, and do not want to make a handed down poem, but at least not too bad!"
　　 Xu Chunbo was sitting in a wheelchair, glanced at a few Yasheng, and finally fell on Sun Mo: "So this scene is better than poetry!"
　　 Everyone was stunned, why is this third scene so childish?
　　 "Sage, please forgive me, Sun Yasheng is known as a master of calligraphy and painting, and his poems are now being sung throughout Kyushu!"
　　 "Yes, there is a drunk hundred poems in front of Mingshi Li's palace. Now it is a legendary deed that is well-known to every family."
　　 "Is this unfair to others?"
　　 can let famous teachers say such things, which shows how amazing Sun Mo is so outstanding.
　　 "If it's better than poetry, I can abstain!"
　　 Fang Hong smiled bitterly.
　　 She has seen Sun Mo's works, but they are all masterpieces.
　　 "Everyone, stay calm, listen to me!"
Xu Chunbo explained: "The third sacred object of the Holy Gate is a brush made from the ashes and hair of the first saints, and what a famous teacher writes with it. If it is not sincere, if the emotion is not attached, then the handwriting will disappear. !"
　　 "Although it is a poem, but not everything can be done, it must be related to the identity of the'famous teacher'!"
　　 Xu Chunbo limited the title: "By the way, the ink used is your blood!"
　　 The sage pen was taken, it exudes a white light, and when I look at it, I feel warm.
　　 "Which one of you will come first?"
　　 Xu Chunbo was embarrassed to let Sun Mo take the lead, otherwise he might be suspected of bullying, but he overestimated the courage of the others.
　　 "Sage, Sun Shuangjue is face to face, who dares to show ugliness?"
　　 Gao Ning smiled bitterly.
　　 "Yes, I want to abstain!"
　　 Chen Zhiming is also smiling wryly.
　　 "Sun Yasheng, should you come first?"
　　Du Changgong handed over.
　　 "Everyone is utterly praised, I dare not be it!"
　　 Sun Mo handed over: "I'll be the last one to come!"
　　Sun Mo did not appear, so the scene froze.
　　 No way, everyone is really desperate.
　　 "Zhou Yasheng, do you want to come first?"
　　 Fang Hong joked.
　　 "……"
　　 Zhou Yasheng looked up, pretending to look at the scenery on the ceiling.
　　 If you don't make a move, it's called Cangzhuo, and you have a big-minded mind that is willing to go down, but if you get crushed, it's overwhelming.
　　 "Teacher Niu Boyi!"
　　 Qin Yaoguang almost yelled out, seeing the teacher's talents, she directly caused everyone to retreat.
　　 "Sun Yasheng, come on!"
　　 Xu Chunbo rolls the name.
"Ok!"
　　 Sun Mo didn't care, he walked to the altar table, looked at the rice paper laid out by the female clerk, and handed a knife over.
　　 Sun Mo took it, cut off his finger, put the blood into the inkstone, and then took the sage pen. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
　　 What should I write?
　　 "Teacher, come on!"
　　 Li Ziqi shook his fist.
　　 "Teacher!"
　　Lu Zhiruo put his hands together and prayed to Sun Mo.
　　 An Xinhui, Gu Xiuxun, Mei Ziyu and others, each of them has hope, trust and worship on their faces.
　　 In their hearts, Sun Mo is the best!
　　 The beauty is on the side, and the beauty is like jade!
　　 How can a man not disappoint a girl who appreciates him!
　　 This game, I want to win!
Do not,
　　 This holy gate master, I am determined!
　　 A poem burst out of Sun Mo's mind. He picked up a pen, dipped it in blood, and splashed ink on the white rice paper.
　　 Until autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers when they bloom!
　　 Soaring incense blasts through Kyushu, and the city is full of golden armor!
　　 Boom!
　　 When Sun Mo expressed his mind directly and wrote the last character "甲", the whole poem suddenly burst into golden light, and the whole hall was magnificent.
　　 The room is full of pride!
　　
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