Chapter 615: Teacher, fortunately not insulting your life!

　　 During the rest of the day, the referee team also announced that the juvenile group entered the top 64 list. Among them, Xie Cang and Bai Shuang each entered the list with two personal biography.
　　
　　 If it was left in previous years, this would definitely be a remarkable achievement, but this year, it was not enough, because all three personal biography of Sun Mo were selected.
　　
　　 So the reporters went crazy, digging into the story of Sun Mo and his students.
　　
　　 In addition to their own interest, this also represents a lot of manuscript fees, because the bosses of various newspapers are spending a lot of money on manuscripts.
　　
　　 Sun Mo is now the hottest new star, what kind of Sky Academy Bai Shuang? What's the interpretation of the black and white palace? What Xie Cang from Jixia Academy?
　　
　　 Not interested, the citizens want to watch Sun Mo’s news.
　　
　　 As long as it is a newspaper with Sun Mo's story, any one can sell tens of thousands of copies, which is worth the sales of most of the past half year.
　　
　　 It can be said that Sun Mo has saved the newspaper industry in Xiling City with his own efforts, and in the next ten years, it is estimated that no one can break this enthusiasm.
　　
　　 So Sun Mo sat at home, and his affection fell from the sky!
　　
　　 Although they were given a few or a dozen, they couldn't hold up the crowd. In one day, they harvested more than 30,000.
　　
　　 After all, gathering less and making more is also very impressive.
　　
　　 These favorability levels all come from the citizens of Xiling City. Some people have even inquired about Sun Mo's residence and brought their children to apprenticeship.
　　
　　 This scene made the other examinees in the hotel enthusiastic.
　　
　　 But Sun Mo declined. This kind of apprenticeship under the impulse, what if the students or their parents regret it in the future?
　　
　　 At the same time that the big list came out, the drawing ceremony was also held.
　　
　　 Sun Mo was qualified to draw lots on behalf of the three in person, but he refused and let the three of Xuanyuan Po draw by themselves. After all, this was their battle.
　　
　　Actually, Sun Mo wanted Lu Zhiruo to do it for him, but he was really afraid that Papaya Niang's European emperor's breath would be too strong, so he pulled it out and signed it directly.
　　
　　 After all, Sun Mo is not too eager for the championship. He wants to see the students gain experience and become stronger in battle.
　　
　　 64 students are divided into four groups: A, B, C, and D. Each group has 16 students. Among them, A and B are the upper half, and C and D are the lower half. The winner will advance to the next level.
　　
　　 Calculated like this, to win the championship, a total of 6 games will be played.
　　
　　The game schedule is one round every day, until the semi-finalists are decided, and one day off before the championship battle.
　　
　　 The sixteenth lunar calendar, the sun is shining, and it is a good weather for fighting.
　　
　　 Sun Mo and his party went to Xiling Academy together.
　　
　　 "Okay, don't be stubborn!"
　　
　　 Li Ziqi saw that Xuanyuan Po was unhappy, and persuaded him: "Isn't it just that I got the D group? As for?"
　　
"Humph!"
　　
　　 Xuanyuan Po snorted and turned his head away.
　　
　　 "It's still the most realistic championship trophy!"
　　
　　Taiyutang understands that the fighting ghost is a little careful, he wants to draw the armour group, but also the number 1: "After all, you, the fighting brain, still care about the group and number?"
　　
　　 "Number one is the most beautiful number!"
　　
　　 Xuanyuan Po is outspoken.
　　
　　 "What is your aesthetic view?"
　　
　　 The papaya lady chewed on a piece of pear candy, and was surprised: "I think it's pretty good!"
　　
　　 "Is it because of getting rich?"
　　
　　 Ying Baiwu's eyes brightened, and she also likes eight.
　　
　　 "No!"
　　
　　 Papaya Niang shook her head.
　　
　　 Li Ziqi chuckled because Ba and her father had the same pronunciation. She knew that the papaya mother admired her father.
　　
　　 "You are right, the champion is more beautiful than No. 1!"
　　
　　 Xuanyuan Po figured it out instantly, a happy smile appeared on his big face, and he stretched out his hand to Lu Zhiruo: "Is there a melon? Come one!"
　　
　　 "Wait a minute!"
　　
　　 Lu Zhiruo quickly opened the big backpack, took out a round green-patterned watermelon, raised his right hand, and he broke it.
　　
　　Xiling City’s big watermelon is the best for quenching thirst and summer heat.
　　
　　 "……"
　　
　　 Li Ziqi was speechless, and Xin said that if your combat effectiveness is as proficient as driving a watermelon.
　　
　　 "……"
　　
　　 Zhang Yanzong, who is following a black line on his forehead, is also speechless. You treat me as if I don’t exist. I am also a favorable contender for the championship anyway?
　　
　　 Is it just like this?
　　
　　 "Eat melon!"
　　
　　 Papaya Niang handed over a piece of melon.
　　
"Oh!"
　　
　　 Zhang Yanzong took it, then smiled openly, and handed it to Ying Baiwu: "Baiwu, eat melon!"
　　
　　 Zhang Yanzong is in Group C, while Jiang Leng and Ying Baiwu are in Group A and Group B respectively, belonging to the upper half.
　　
　　 "If everything goes well, the students of Master Sun can teach in the championship match!"
　　
　　 Xia Yuan envy, if he can do it, then Sun Mo's fame is absolutely the same!
　　
　　……
　　
　　 Fighting Hall is here.
　　
　　 "Master Sun, I went to the stands."
　　
　　 Xia Yuan bid farewell, watching with some envy, Sun Mo and Gu Xiu walking backstage with the personal transmission.
　　
　　 Zheng Hao originally wanted to say, I will work hard so that you can participate in this kind of competition in the future, but in the end, I didn't dare.
　　
　　 "Zheng Hao, as a human being, it is good to have self-knowledge, but you must also have confidence!"
　　
　　 Xia Yuan taught and rubbed Zheng Hao's hair: "In my eyes, you are no worse than Sun Mo's students!"
　　
　　 "Teacher!"
　　
　　 Zheng Hao's eyes are a little red.
　　
　　 "You can make the top 100, I'm very satisfied, let's go, go to the game."
　　
　　 Summer Park is the first to lead the way.
　　
　　……
　　
　　 As soon as Sun Mo entered the rest area, nearly one-third of the candidates who had arrived stood up and greeted him actively.
　　
　　 "Master Sun, good morning!"
　　
　　 Xie Cang came over and introduced his personal biography to Sun Mo.
　　
　　 Bai Shuang held back a bit, and nodded from a distance.
　　
　　 "Master Sun!"
　　
　　 Fang Wuji also introduced his personal biography: "My student, Duan Qiao, you have already seen it!"
　　
　　 Liu Mubai looked at this scene, and suddenly it was very uncomfortable, because Sun Mo's hand was much bigger than himself, but he was obviously older than him!
　　
　　Fang Wuji, why are you so humble when facing Sun Mo?
　　
　　 In the past, Liu Mubai was somewhat complacent about the reputation of Jinling Shuangbi, but now, he doesn't want to be side by side with Fang Wuji.
　　
　　 In fact, even if Liu Mubai didn't want to admit it, he understood that after this assessment, when he returned to Jinling again, no one would mention the name Jinling Shuangbi.
　　
　　 Because there will be a Jinling first teacher, Sun Mo.
　　
　　 "Master Liu, Sun Mo from your school, really amazing!"
　　
　　 An examinee next to inquired: "I heard that he is still An Xinhui fiancé? How is the relationship between the two?"
　　
　　 Liu Mubai's mood suddenly became depressed, can you speak? No, just shut up!
　　
　　 But hearing the name An Xinhui, Liu Mubai's already weakened fighting spirit rose up again. I lost, but my personal biography has not yet been released.
　　
　　 "Zisheng, come on!"
　　
　　 Liu Mubai encouraged.
　　
"Ok!"
　　
　　 Han Zisheng wants to win honor to the teacher.
　　
In the corner of 　　, Han Qian and Hua Jianmu were recharging their energy. Seeing Sun Mo came, Hua Jianmu stood up subconsciously and wanted to say hello. After all, they helped him.
　　
"what are you doing?"
　　
　　 Han Qian frowned slightly.
　　
"Uh!"
　　
　　 Hua Jianmu was taken aback and sat back. The teacher lost to Sun Mo. Even if he didn't hate him, he would definitely not appreciate him. So if he bowed to him, the teacher would be unhappy.
　　
　　 "Don't worry about others, meditate with peace of mind, you will enjoy this kind of attention when you win the championship."
　　
　　Han Qian put all hope on Hua Jianmu. I lost, but I still have disciples. At least I can prove that my teaching ability is not lost to you.
　　
　　 At 9 o'clock, the game officially started.
　　
　　The viewing quality is much better than before.
　　
　　 Jiang Leng played in the third group. His opponent was a girl.
　　
　　 After the two people held the ceremony, Jiang Leng launched a frenzied attack. There was no expression of pity and pity on the dead man's face, as he always had feelings.
　　
　　 In the audience, the white heraldic brow furrowed, it was really Jiang Leng? Moreover, the spirit veins all over his body were indeed eliminated.
　　
　　Although he learned a new technique, his fighting style and the tactical ideas that he revealed still bear his mark.
　　
　　 After all, I personally taught him for five full years.
　　
　　According to the habit of the white coat of arms, after the experiment fails, the experiment will be put to death and discarded to ensure that the mystery of the spirit pattern will not leak. But for Jiang Leng, he liked it very much. For the first time, he chose to abandon it rather than execute it.
　　
　　 Every few days, Jiang Leng has to suffer the pain of spiritual runback. In the eyes of White Heraldry, he will definitely not hold on and will commit suicide.
　　
　　 But he didn't expect that not only did he survive, but he also lived well.
　　
　　 Should I say something worthy of being the child I valued the most?
　　
　　 Soon, White Heraldry discarded these unnecessary emotions, and observed Jiang Leng from the eyes of a researcher and collected data.
　　
　　 Five minutes later, Jiang Leng won. It was easy. From beginning to end, he firmly grasped the initiative on the battlefield.
　　
　　 In the preparation area, the candidates looked solemn.
　　
　　 No one thought that this young man with the word "waste" on his forehead would be so strong, he would definitely have the strength of the top three.
　　
　　 Hua Jianmu breathed a sigh of relief, a flash of fortune flashed on his face, if it weren't for picking up the dawn potion, he would definitely not beat him.
　　
　　 "Teacher, thank you for your life!"
　　
　　 Jiang Leng responded.
　　
　　 "Good job!"
　　
　　 Sun Mo praised ~EbookFREE.me~ For this record, he was not surprised, after all, a genius with extremely high potential is so powerful.
　　
　　 Jiang Leng sat back, but because of Sun Mo's praise, the corner of his mouth curled up, and a smile flashed across his face.
　　
　　 Li Ruolan saw this scene, and immediately keenly noticed that there must be a story between Sun Mo and Jiang Leng, and if it was dug up, it would be a big hit.
　　
　　 After seven more duels, it was the turn of Group B to win the Baiwu.
　　
　　 In this scene, everyone saw a magnificent archery performance. The opponent who won Bai Wu was a tall hunk, but even the iron girl was shot and cried before she reached the corner of her clothes.
　　
　　 There really is no chance!
　　
After 　　, it was Zhang Yanzong, who took a little time and won the game, and then Sun Mo saw Mei Ziyu's personal biography, a mysterious girl in a cloak, who easily defeated the opponent, and then it was Xuanyuan Po's turn.
　　
　　 "Why is it Ding again?"
　　
　　 Xuanyuan Po heard his opponent's name and scratched his hair confusedly. Did he stoke the Ding family's nest? How come out so much?
　　
　　The fighting ghost doesn't know that this Ding is not a surname, but the T-character of A, B, C, D, which represents the Dragon Spirit Manor, the fourth-generation combat power.
　　
　　 Sun Mo heard the name ‘Ding Er’ and was about to activate God’s Insight to observe the other party, and the system prompt sounded.