Chapter 1327: 3 consecutive battles

　　 Sun Mo's current reputation is as high as the sky, there is no need to block a fame battle with Zhou Shengren, but he still agreed.
　　 Defeating Saint Zhou and asking him to apologize, Xiao Pobao can truly untie the knot, and this one can be regarded as his own old enemy. Only by defeating him upright on the'battlefield' can Sun Mo admire the heaven and the earth and become invincible.
　　 "The two rest first, and three days later, go to the Grand Plaza to select students!"
　　 Seeing Sun Mo agree, Xu Chunbo immediately announced.
　　 "Sun Yasheng, see you then!"
　　 The sage of Zhou arched his hands, turned and left, and a large group of relatives and friends quickly followed.
　　 "Sun, you are too impulsive!"
　　 Gu Xiuxun complained.
　　 "You can't say that. The teacher has not only helped Asheng to be promoted to a saint, but also defeated Asheng, but there is no such thing as a ‘sage’.

　　 Qin Yaoguang laughed: "When the teacher kills Saint Zhou, he will be the first true teacher in Kyushu, including the Saint."
　　 "Let Zhou Shengren be a stepping stone!"
　　 Lu Zhiruo touched his fists, will the teacher lose?
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　　 When news came out that Sun Mo and Saint Zhou were about to face off, the well-informed dignitaries went crazy, and immediately took their children to the Sacred Gate, and even if they ran to their death, Qian Li Ma would not hesitate.
　　Don't say how strict the saints are in accepting students, even if a seven-star master teacher accepts direct disciples, it is all chosen by thousands.
　　 Now, Sun Mo and Zhou Shengren have to choose three students each. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. All the cities near the Holy Gate, parents with children, run here before they can even bring dry food.
　　 On the third day, it was still dark, and the large square was already full of people. Even a few blocks nearby were crowded with people, making it difficult to move.
　　 The staff of the Holy Gate immediately divided them into groups, and after a busy morning, they became orderly.
　　 At noon, Sun Mo and Zhou Shengren arrived at the main square one after another.
　　 Here, a three-meter-high ring has been built in advance.
　　 "Are you two ready?"
　　 Xu Chunbo was still the referee. When he saw the two nodding, he said: "Twelve-year-old children, come on stage one by one!"
　　 "Mom, I'm afraid!"
　　 A little boy looked at the crowded scene, panicking at a loss.
　　 "Don't be afraid, if you are selected, our home will be developed!"
　　 His father looked expectant.
　　 The parents of other children either encourage or threaten, saying that if you are not selected, they will not want you. It is simply full of utilitarianism.
　　 Soon, the children took a picture of a long snake and began to take the stage.
　　 Sun Mo and Zhou Shengren stood by and looked at them seriously. If there is no sound, the team will move on, and if someone makes a noise, the team will stop.
　　 Seeing their children walk past the stage, the two famous teachers did not speak, and many parents cried.
　　 This means that their children are not good enough and have no chance.
　　 Sun Mo listened to those weeping, and some parents began to beat their children in a head-to-head.
　　 "Parents!"
After Sun Mo blessed the lingering sound, his voice spread throughout the square: "This is a battle between me and Zhou Shengren for a master teacher. In order to win, naturally we must choose the best child, but these are not selected, it does not mean that they did not. Talent."
　　 "Don't you think this is against your heart?"
　　 Zhou Sage sneered: "In this world, after all, the mediocre are the majority."
　　 "So what? The mediocre is not worthy of dreams?"
　　 Sun Mo retorted.
　　 "The energy of a famous teacher is limited, can you teach people all over the world? What we have to do is to teach the most talented children and let them become the leaders of leading the world!"
　　 This is Zhou Shengren’s coaching philosophy.
"Coincidentally, I don't care what the world is like. I just want to make every student better. When they get old, looking back at their lives, they may not feel successful enough, but they will not regret it and be proud. Just a word, I tried my best."
　　 This is Sun Mo's choice.
"So, your mentality is still immature. If you are just an ordinary master teacher, you can do whatever you want, but you are a sub-sage, and you will even become a saint. Sun Mo, on your shoulders, the world on your shoulders is the weight of it. , Much heavier than those children’s future."
　　 The sages of the week are bitter.
　　 The master teachers present listened to the two arguing silently, without saying a word, but in their hearts, it was the Saints of Standing Zhou.
　　 An ordinary student, if you spend 200% of your energy, you will not necessarily let him be a teacher and achieve something, but to teach a genius, you only need to spend 100% of your energy, and he can achieve great achievements.
　　 In short, the famous teachers in Kyushu pursue elite education. The development of this world has nothing to do with ordinary people and is led by elites.
　　 "It's useless to say more, see the truth under your hand!"
　　 Sun Mo was too lazy to argue.
　　 The three views of ordinary people cannot be changed because of a few words of others, let alone saints.
　　The selection is still going on, but after Sun Mo’s comfort, the atmosphere on the scene has improved a lot. At least the parents are disappointed, but they will not beat and scold their children.
"and many more!"
　　 The sage of Zhou took the lead and ordered a tall child: "What is your name?"
　　 "Go back to my lord, my name is black pig!"
　　 The child opened his mouth wide and smiled.
　　 "Don't call you master, call teacher!"
　　 Zhou Shengren frowned slightly: "I didn't ask your nickname!"
　　 "I don't have a name, that's how my father called me!"
　　 The black pig scratched his hair, he felt this old man was terrible.
　　 "A few punches!"
　　 The saint of Zhou ordered.
　　 Heizhu's two hands are chaotic, it is a king and eight punches, but it makes everyone see that it is bright, this kid's physical fitness is very good.
　　 This muscle, this skeleton, at first glance, is a martial arts genius.
　　 "It's over, I will lose silently!"
　　 Gu Xiuxun was in a hurry, and she also learned to behave, because she couldn't call Sun Mo's full name, so she changed to a nickname.
　　 "Yes, three months of teaching time, what results can students achieve? Mainly depends on their own potential and fighting spirit!"
　　 Li Ziqi was angry: "Although this black pig took a bath and changed into clean clothes, he still has a faint blood on his body. It is clearly a pig killer. This kind of child is definitely more fierce and cruel!"
　　 An Xinhui, the look of Meiziyu people is more unsightly, this child looks like the kind of fierce general who can do nothing.
　　 "Sun Yasheng, I am your elder, I should let you pick first, if you like him, just take it!"
　　 The Zhou sage waved his hand with a single hand, showing greatness.
　　 Xu Chunbo glanced at Saint Zhou and shook his head imperceptibly.
　　 This old guy is very good at playing.
　　 Sun Mo wants to save face, and he will definitely not take advantage of this kind of cheapness, and even if he wants to, he dare not, because if Saint Zhou loses, he can say that this black pig is his first choice.
　　 "No need!"
　　 Sun Mo refused.
　　 The twelve-year-old children are still on stage. They can be young but not old.
　　 "My son has been selected! My son has been selected!"
　　 Black Pig's father was ecstatic, shouting loudly, and also attracted many people's envy and hatred.
　　 Time passed by one minute and one second. Seeing the remaining team getting shorter and shorter, Xian Yuwei became a little anxious: "What if the kid who doesn't like it?"
　　 She and Helian Beifang came here in the last two days.
　　 "According to the usual practice, the teacher can only choose one, or abstain. There is no right to find another wave of children."
　　 Qin Yaoguang popular science.
　　 "Sun Yasheng, if you don't have a child you like, I allow you to change another group of students!"
　　 The sage of Zhou sees the black pig, the more satisfied he is. If he performs well, he can be accepted as a direct disciple.
　　 Sun Mo ignored him, but looked at the children. This time, he tried God's Insight and it worked, but he was useless. To win, he must win without any flaws.
　　 Finally, a thin little girl appeared in front of Sun Mo. Her face was dirty and her clothes were covered with patches, but her eyes were exceptionally clever, staring everywhere.
　　 When she noticed that Sun Mo was looking at her, she secretly stuck out her tongue and made a face.
　　 This is a cheerful little girl.
"what's your name?"
Following Sun Mo’s questioning, everyone’s eyes glanced over, wanting to see Sun Motiao’s candidates. After all, the shadow of a person’s famous tree, Sun Mo can make Li Ziqi’s
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famous all over the world. Famous teacher.
　　 "My name is briquettes!"
　　 The little girl's voice is not very nice, and a little hoarse: "Uncle, you choose me, no matter what you ask me to do, I can do it well!"
　　 "Why do you think you can do well?"
　　Sun asked with a smile.
　　 "Because I am willing to endure hardship!"
　　 Briquettes rolled up her sleeves and leaked out her arms: "Don't look at me being thin, I can pull a lot of coal every time, and my mother said I am better than boys."
　　 Sun Mo actually knew the origin of this little girl through the soot in his fingers, as well as the shape of teeth, skin color, and bones. She was a child worker who mined coal.
　　Modern coal mining is still a very dangerous job~EbookFREE.me~not to mention the ancient Kyushu where productivity is underdeveloped. Every time you go down a well, it is a life and death.
　　 But these people have no means to support their families except coal mining.
　　 Compared to adults mining coal, child labor mining coal is a more dangerous task. In order to save money, those coal bosses often dig tunnels half a meter thick and allow children to climb in and then mine coal.
　　 Their work equipment is a shovel, a large basket that is dragged behind with a rope, and a coal bowl that can be hung by their mouths.
　　 The so-called coal bowl is a plate with some lamp oil poured in it, and a twister is placed in it. When going down the well, you must bite it all the way.
　　 This is also the reason why Sun Mo saw at a glance that this little girl was a child coal mining worker, because her teeth were deformed because of the coal bowl held in their mouths for many years.
　　 "Uncle, you choose me!"
　　 Briquettes sniffed, his big eyes flickering, very spiritual.
　　 "How many years have you been in the well?"
　　 Sun Mo is curious.
　　 "Three years!"
　　 Briquettes are very proud: "I am the most experienced coal miner in town!"
　　Many famous teachers frowned, and Xu Chunbo even yelled:
It’s shameful to let such a small child mine coal, and his heart is shameful!

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