Chapter 610: Go on, student group!

　　 "I made the judgment based on my student Xuanyuan Po. His physical fitness is the strongest among the students I have ever met!"
　　
　　 Sun Mo is not bragging.
　　
　　 He has seen many talented students now, not to mention far away, but Zhang Yanzong is close by. When he first entered the school, he was recognized as the first freshman in this year.
　　
　　 Even the freshman competition of Ding and other leagues is the leader of the student group, Zhang Yanzong, who has been appointed by peace of mind.
　　
　　 His physical fitness has already ranked among the top three among the current students, but compared with Xuanyuan Po, he is a younger brother.
　　
　　 is at least one rank.
　　
　　 You need to know that this is Xuanyuan Po in his teenage years. If he grows up, I don’t know how strong it will be.
　　
　　 Of course, why is Zhang Yanzong the leader?
　　
　　Because except for his body, his mind, his emotional intelligence, etc., he is more outstanding, unlike Xuanyuan Po, he doesn't care about anything except fights.
　　
　　 This kind of person will become the most terrifying killing machine, but he can never be the leader.
　　
　　 The physical quality of Ding Wu is not as good as Zhang Yanzong, so how can it be compared to Xuanyuan Po? However, because of the assistance of those spirit patterns, the amount of aura he drew in a short period of time was actually equal to that of combat ghosts.
　　
　　 "You must know that the aura runs in the body and is carried by the meridians. Although the spiritual patterns strengthen them, there is always a limit."
　　
　　 "This is like a rubber band. After it reaches its limit, it will break when it is pulled away."
　　
　　Sun Mo explained that, in simple terms, the output was too much in a short time, and the body was overloaded and the cylinder burst.
　　
　　 "Indeed, the intensity of their battle just now is not what they should be at this level."
　　
　　 The examiner suddenly realized, and then nodded, and developed a feeling of admiration for Sun Mo. This reasoning ability is so strong.
　　
Ding!
　　
　　The goodwill degree from the examiner +100, friendly (210/1000).
　　
"Yes!"
　　
　　 Sun Mo handed over: "Farewell!"
　　
　　 He has to go to watch the game between Bai Wu and Jiang Leng.
　　
　　 "Thank you, Master Sun!"
　　
　　 After the examiner finished speaking, he sighed again: "If I had your judgment just now, that boy would not die!"
　　
　　 The examiner blames himself very much.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 When Sun Mo found Ying Baiwu, he found that Jiang Leng and Tantai Yutang were also there. I have to say that the dead face is really strong.
　　
　　The students who entered the third round had a few brushes, but he was still a spike game.
　　
　　 Soon, it was the turn to win the hundred dances. After the ceremony was over, the iron girl shot a round and easily won the game.
　　
　　 There is no way, the sacred weapon, the Wind King Divine Bow, and the two sacred techniques of the Wind King God Step and the Wind King Divine Art.
　　
　　 "How do you fight this, it's too shabby!"
　　
　　 "Yes, you don't need feather arrows, you can shoot with a bow, even light, you can't get close to you, right?"
　　
　　 "The key is that this girl's archery skills are still very accurate!"
　　
　　 The students wailed and complained, but they also had a good impression of Ying Baiwu.
　　
　　The iron girl has been following Sun Mo. Although she is very tired from practicing, she eats well, slept well, and more importantly, she is happy.
　　
So after raising for more than a year, she is no longer as morbidly as thin as she used to be. Her mother used to be a famous oiran in Jinling, and Ying Baiwu has also inherited her appearance completely. In the cold and cold, it is full of rejection. The beauty of Deception and Saixue is like a winter plum, which makes many men move.
　　
　　 In addition to her beautiful face, winning the Baiwu battle until now has been done on the spot, and has not hurt anyone. Otherwise, she will pass by and the opponent will be seriously injured, and even the chance of participating in the second round will be gone.
　　
　　This kindness has also won a lot of goodwill for Yingbaiwu.
　　
But these people actually think too much. Winning Baiwu doesn’t hurt people. It’s not that she is kind-hearted, but that she doesn’t want to provoke negative comments to the teacher. She said that Sun Mo has a ruthless hand-passed student. Otherwise, the iron girl would definitely choose one. The arrow hit the opponent hard.
　　
　　 It is easier to shoot an opponent than to defeat an opponent without injury.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 After the third round, excluding those who were defeated, qualified but severely injured and unable to continue the game, and retired for other reasons, there were still 312 students left.
　　
　　 With fewer people, it takes less time to draw lots, and then the game will continue soon.
　　
　　 Give me time to rest?
　　
nonexistent.
　　
　　Because endurance and recovery are also a criterion for assessment.
　　
　　 In the fourth round, Sun Mo's three personal passes still didn't take much effort and won. Jiang Leng still maintained the second kill game, so that the young man with the word "waste" on his face finally attracted the attention of interested people.
　　
　　 So far, there are 256 people left.
　　
　　 In the fifth round, the rules of the game have changed. After the draw, the winner will advance and the loser will be eliminated.
　　
　　 When the draw result came out, Li Ziqi took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief.
　　
"what happened?"
　　
　　 Lu Zhiruo puzzled.
　　
　　 "Stable."
　　
　　 Xiao Hebao opened his eyebrows and smiled and snapped his fingers. This action was learned from Sun Mo.
　　
"what?"
　　
　　 Papaya Niang blinked, and then came to her senses, clutching Li Ziqi's arm, jumping and jumping, and exclaimed happily, "Is the pass stable?"
　　
"Yes!"
　　
Li Ziqi nodded heavily, his own sign luck is too good: "Xuanyuan Po's opponent, although he is a realm of refining the gods, he went through a tough battle in the last round and the injuries were not light, even in this round. It is estimated that there is no 50% combat power."
　　
　　 "Although Bai Wu's opponent won the last round easily and in good condition, he uses double mace, and his practice is mainly defensive. Against Bai Wu, isn't it for nothing?"
　　
　　 "As for Jiang Leng, his opponent is a lucky guy with a forged body. Because of the good luck, he has been here, but it should be over."
　　
"real or fake?"
　　
　　 Ying Baiwu frowned: "But I don't think everyone should be careless. After all, this is about the honor of the teacher!"
　　
　　 For the iron girl, she only fights for the teacher!
　　
　　 "Bai Wu, I believe the master sister, she never forgets!"
　　
　　 Papaya Niang happily took out a big watermelon from her backpack, stretched out her hand knife, snapped it, opened it, and distributed it to everyone: "Eat melon! Eat melon!"
　　
　　 After dinner, the fifth round starts.
　　
　　 Yes, this round is a night battle!
　　
　　 The assessment of the Sacred Gate is always the case. If you don’t play cards according to common sense, what if the students are not used to night fighting? So sorry, I can only blame you for poor academic skills and lack of experience.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 The moonlight is bright, sprinkling a piece of silver ash.
　　
　　Sun Mo stood by the side of the Ding group, watching the battle on the ring, and he couldn't bear to watch.
　　
　　 This game has been played for twenty minutes, which is very tragic.
　　
　　 "Who do you think will win?"
　　
　　 Sun Mo asked.
　　
　　 "The strength is equal, it depends on luck!"
　　
　　 Xuanyuan Po felt that this was a pecking at each other, and there was no ornamentation.
　　
　　 "I think it's the number 10."
　　
　　 Lu Zhiruo finished speaking, and saw that No. 21 suddenly kicked No. 10 and launched a counterattack. He quickly changed his words:
No. 21, yes, No. 21 is going to win.

　　
　　 "……"
　　
　　 Sun Mo was speechless, and was about to give some guidance, but the papaya mother changed her words again.
　　
　　 "Wait, No. 10 seems to be pretending to be invincible, deliberately tempting No. 21 to attack, draining his physical strength, No. 10 has a plan, No. 10 wins."
　　
　　 At the moment when Papaya Niang's voice fell, No.10 was knocked over and fell out.
　　
　　 "Huh? It's not a disguise, it's really lost, then the 21st will definitely win."
　　
　　 The papaya lady looked very savory, and she sweated for them.
　　
　　 "Do you want to talk about stand-up comedy?"
　　
　　 Sun Mo almost couldn't hold back a squirt, but seeing that Papaya Niang was very serious about observing the battle and giving judgments instead of just talking, he suddenly lost the mood to train her.
　　
　　 After all, such a serious papaya girl should not be trained.
　　
　　 Lu Zhiruo clearly felt Sun Mo's attitude. She originally smiled and waited for the teacher to praise her, lowered her head, and then touched her two slender index fingers.
　　
　　 "Old...Teacher, did I say something wrong?"
　　
　　 The papaya lady is very nervous.
　　
　　 "It doesn't matter if you are wrong, you can understand by watching more battles. Besides, you are still young, and some have time to study."
　　
　　Sun Mo comforted and rubbed the papaya mother's head.
　　
"Ok!"
　　
　　 Lu Zhiruo nodded heavily, swears with a small heart, and asks the master sister when he goes back, how can he exercise his strong eyesight.
　　
　　 Xuanyuan Po glanced at Sun Mo, his lips moved, and wanted to persuade him, teacher, if you dote on like this, Lu Zhiruo will be abandoned!
　　
　　 "Teacher, who do you think will win?"
　　
　　 Lu Zhiruo asked.
　　
"The 21st!"
　　
Sun Mo didn’t wait for Papaya Niang to ask and gave the reason:
That number 10 was upset and wanted to use the tactics to show the enemy’s weakness, but he didn’t perform thoroughly. After the counterattack, he couldn’t do nothing. When the opponent's momentum is not weak, he chose to defend."
　　
　　 "And his teacher, who is not helping."
　　
　　 This time, Sun Mo didn't use God's insight, but judged by his own experience.
　　
　　 "Stay steady, don't think too much!"
　　
　　 "To win this game, we are the first to win, the victory is right in front of us, come on!"
　　
　　 "Don't panic, don't panic!"
　　
　　 The teacher on the 10th has been yelling in the audience.
　　
　　 Sun Mo glanced at that guy. He thought he was inspiring, but for No. 10, it became a huge pressure.
　　
　　 With the anxiety of the battle and the loss of superiority, this kind of pressure will become the last straw to crush No. 10.
　　
　　 It's a pity that teacher No. 10 didn't see this ~EbookFREE.me~ Or in other words, faced with the two-star title that is easily available, his heart was also confused.
　　
　　 "It's the winner!"
　　
　　 Xuanyuan broke his mouth, and in the next second, the number 10 was beaten into the air and fell directly out of the ring.
　　
　　 "Idiot, that was a deliberate flaw, so obvious, why can't you see it? Are you blind?"
　　
　　 The teacher on No. 10 cursed directly, his eyes glaring at No. 10, and the blood on his eyeballs seemed to burst.
　　
　　 "It's just a little bit so close, and you won, why are you in a hurry? How many times have I said to stay steady, haven't you heard?"
　　
　　 "Waste! Waste! Waste!"
　　
　　 At the end of the scolding, the teacher of No. 10 directly smashed the three, and rushed over, slapped No. 10 in the face with a slap.
　　
He can’t help but be angry. As a highly anticipated new star teacher in the school, his pursuit is very high. Not only must he become a two-star master teacher before the age of twenty-five, but also take this opportunity to become famous in World War I and change jobs. Go to a second-class, or even a first-class school.
　　
　　 But now, with the failure of the direct student, the dream is all shattered.
　　
　　Don't talk about the nine super-class universities, even the first-class universities, don't have a famous teacher who has failed the assessment once, so for this famous teacher, he will not be able to enter this level of academy to teach in his life.
　　
　　 How does this make him not angry?