Chapter 677: Sorry, I learned your holy level exercises!

　　 As the saying goes, playing chess with the smelly chess basket will make the worse you play.
　　 In fact, competitive sports and games are all like this. If you want to improve, you have to play against the master and the strong team. In addition to reaping the pleasure of abuse, it is actually of no use.
　　 Even if the six-star master does not use aura, his combat vision and experience are not comparable to Sun Mo, not to mention that Guan Shijie still uses the holy grade masterpiece technique, which is even more difficult to deal with.
　　 So as soon as Sun Mo came up, he showed the most perfect performance, tempting Guan Shijie to prevent him from defeating the enemy.
　　 Sure enough, Sun Mo's tactics succeeded.
　　 Guan Shijie was delighted to see Hunter and focused on defense. He hoped that Sun Mo could make more moves, and he even shouted out without restraint.
　　 "Stunning? Do more stunts!"
　　 Guan Shijie at this moment is like a child who is almost 300 years old, who wants his beloved toy.
"as you wish!"
　　 Sun Mo raised his hand with a palm.
　　 Immortal, merciful!
boom!
　　 Guan Shijie did not block, but took the palm hard and deeply, and then savored the taste, even if it was the pain, it was also an experience for the master.
"it is good!"
　　 Guan Shijie praised: "Come again!"
　　 "Take it all? Then eat me again!"
　　 Sun Mo roared, the wooden knife crossed the sky, a river of spring water.
　　 "What should I do? The teacher seems to be anxious?"
　　 Winning Baiwu is a little worried.
　　 "Does the teacher use any more tactics? I think the teacher is not a person who will be impatient after seeing the six stars."
　　 Papaya Niang speculated, but she was right.
　　 Seeing that Sun Mo was anxious, and listening to the meaning of this, it seemed that he was going to use a more powerful big move, Guan Shijie smiled calmly and decided to continue.
　　 then faced the wooden sword that came from the beheading, with his left hand pointed, a quick shot.
Snapped!
　　 The wooden knife was bounced off.
　　 At the same time, a sound wave rang loudly, making Sun Mo dizzy.
Wow!
　　 Seeing Guan Shijie taking Sun Mo's moves so gorgeously and easily, in the fighting hall, there were a lot of exclamations.
　　 Six-star master teacher, horrible.
　　 Guan Shijie is used to seeing big scenes, but at this time, listening to the praise of more than 10,000 people around him, he is still a little happy.
　　Oh!
　　I have been staying at home doing academic work recently, and I have forgotten what it is like to be praised and admired.
　　 Guan Shijie decided to go to school several times in the future.
　　 "Come again!"
　　 Sun Mo roared, but his heart was about to laugh.
　　 Take the knife with bare hands?
　　 You are afraid that you are not sending you to death!
　　 Reflecting all over the world and Hengsha without a trace, in Sun Mo's eyes, is a magical skill. As long as it hits the enemy's body, it will be able to blast all the enemy's mastery and years of experience.
　　 Even if you take the blow, it is useless if you are not injured.
　　 Now and all over the world, Hengsha has no trace, it is so overbearing.
　　 Sun Mo's current proficiency in this exercise is at a master level. With 30 strokes, he can target a exercise.
　　 So other people can't see it at all. As the wooden knife hits Guan Shijie, his head will be sputtered with golden light spots, and a golden book page will pop up.
　　 Sun Mo noticed that Guan Shijie was in a good mood, so he immediately struck out.
　　 Eighteen-character order.
　　 Guan Shijie stretched out his hands and flicked his fingers again.
　　 Happiness!
　　 The wooden sword's offensive was completely blocked.
　　 And there are waves of sound spreading, hitting the eardrum.
　　 This is the horrible thing about Canghai Fury Tide Song.
　　 Sun Mo put on an unconvincing appearance, gritted his teeth and exerted force on his wrist. The wooden knife that was bounced off was like a tired bird thrown into the forest, making an arc and hitting it back.
　　 Rainstorm pear flower!
try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 For a while, Guan Shijie was overwhelmed by the pear blossom composed of swords and shadows, as if he had entered the world of flowers.
　　 Guan Shijie’s eyelids twitched. This move was a bit swift and mighty. It was impossible to completely block it with just a flick of his fingers, so he suddenly reached out and grabbed it so hard.
　　 It felt like tearing off a piece of drawing paper pasted on the wall, and the shadows of the pear flowers that Sun Mo had shot all disappeared.
　　 "How does this trick of mine compare to your holy masterpiece?"
　　 Guan Shijie asked with a smile, but relying on this handsome style, he won the favor of several senior sisters.
　　 "If I win, I will play it again!"
　　 Sun Mo snorted coldly and attacked again.
　　 Actually he wanted to laugh, because the pages of the book were popping out of Guan Shijie's head, floating in the surrounding air.
　　 This means that soon, oneself will be able to obtain a holy grade masterpiece technique.
　　 is simply beautiful!
　　 "Sun Mo is afraid that he will lose?"
　　 "It's normal to lose, and it's to win."
　　 "Six stars are really scary."
　　The famous teachers of Zhongzhou Academy, apart from feeling sigh, all sighed. When will there be a bunch of six-star teachers in your school?
　　 On the ring, Sun Mo made another wave of combos.
　　 Regarding the rise of Shijie, I couldn’t help but show off his stunts, because I wanted to see what the effects of the two top stunts were.
　　 Facing Sun Mo's heavy punch, Guan Shijie snapped his fingers again.
Snapped!
　　 The spiritual energy around, like a tsunami, with the sound of rolling waves, suddenly rushed up, and then pushed forward violently.
　　 Boom!
　　 Sun Mo was shot into flight.
　　 The teacher's uniform on his body was just ordinary cloth, which could not withstand the impact at all, and it was turned into tatters.
　　唰!
　　 Those rags flew out even more like butterflies.
　　 Wow!
　　 There was an uproar in the audience, because of Sun Mo, there was only one trousers left, showing a fit body.
　　 "I didn't expect Master Sun to look gentle, with such strong muscles?"
　　 Gu Xiuxun was surprised.
"Yes!"
　　 Xia Yuan sighed, couldn't help but look at Sun Mo more.
　　 In her opinion, there are two types of strongness.
　　 The other is Sun Mo, which is not much different from ordinary people, but when you take off your clothes, you can blow your eyes.
　　Sun Mo is similar to Bruce Lee.
　　 "Unfortunately I can't see the bones!"
　　 Jin Mujie is a pity, if I ask Sun Mo for a phalanx for collection, he would not agree to it, right?
　　 "Are you okay?"
　　 Guan Shijie frowned, not because he was worried about hurting Sun Mo, but because he didn't want this battle to end so soon because of an accident.
　　 Sun Mo turned a deaf ear and snapped his fingers.
Snapped!
"What is this doing?"
　　 A famous teacher is puzzled.
　　 "Some kind of ritual to pray that you can win, right? But no matter which or Buddha you ask, it's no use. Today, Sun Mo will lose."
　　 Wandao famous teachers finally breathed a sigh of relief.
　　Although I had crushed Sun Mo with a six-star, it also proved that Sun Mo was still just an ordinary genius. If he were such a rare character, there would be a way to win by now.
　　 No one saw it. At the moment Sun Mo snapped his fingers, all the thirty or so golden pages floating around flew over.
　　 Wow!
　　 They were compiled into a book in front of Sun Mo.
　　 Congratulations from the system also sounded at the same time.
Ding!
　　 "Congratulations, you have obtained the sacred masterpiece "The Rage of the Sea", proficiency, and entry.
　　 "Remarks, this technique was created by an ancient master at the age of one thousand years."
try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　"He was born in the sea, grew up in the sea, and died in the sea. This exercise can be said to be reminiscent of his life experience, with regrets and Happiness, loss, like a bright moon, cloudy and clear, like blooming flowers and withering!"
　　 "Learn to drop."
　　Sun Moyan is concise and concise.
Snapped!
　　 The golden book shattered and turned into drops of water, which shot into Sun Mo's eyebrows.
　　 Suddenly, the sound of the tsunami hitting the embankment rang in his mind, and the whole person seemed to be in the waves of the sea.
　　 Sun Mo raised his hand and blessed himself with a fountain of writings.
　　 This famous teacher aura can make you clear your ears and eyes, and your ideas are clear when you study and create. Especially for creative work, it can make you feel inspired and you can’t stop at all.
　　 Sun Mo now needs to taste this exercise carefully and understand its essence.
　　 "Why do you want to put a halo of a master teacher?"
　　 Many famous teachers do not understand.
　　 "This is Wen Si Quanyong, right? He doesn't want to rely on this halo to inspire the inspiration to defeat Guan Shijie, right?"
　　 "Hehe, Sun Mo is innocent, and a little cute!"
　　 "A futile struggle!"
　　 In the audience, there are people who say anything, but the only thing they don’t are those who believe that Sun Mo can win, because it’s really too difficult.
　　 Three minutes later.
Ding!
　　 "Congratulations, for learning the Rage of the Sea, proficiency, beginner or above, but not full of proficiency!"
　　 Sun Mo shook his head, dissatisfied.
　　 "Is it all right?"
　　 Guan Shijie asked.
　　 "Can you give me three more minutes?"
　　Sun Mo asked: "I need to think about tactics."
"it is good!"
　　 Guan Shijie nodded.
　　 Seeing that Guan Shijie actually agreed, the master teachers of Wandao were all amazed. They knew that this six-star was notoriously busy.
　　 Some important people visit him on weekdays. Even if they see him, they just say a few words implicitly. Put down the gift and leave.
　　 But now, Guan Shijie is willing to stand foolishly on the ring~EbookFREE.me~ and wait for Sun Mo to think.
　　 "This is all due to Sun Mo's several exercises!"
　　 "But Sun Mo played really well!"
　　 "Yeah, change me, even if I can win, I might be scared to sweat!"
　　 As soon as a famous teacher finished speaking, he found that others looked over and looked suspicious.
　　 Do you dare to blow this big story?
　　 Aren’t you afraid that Sun Mo will hit your shit?
　　 "System, drop a 30-year-old, forget it, drop a 50-year-old time badge directly to improve the song of the sea of ​​fury."
　　 Sun Mo had spared it for the sake of insurance. If he hadn't been interested in this sacred masterpiece technique, he could smash a hundred years of time badge.
　　 Soon, the outlines of the exercises that had just been branded in my mind were tossed again, and the villains sang on the waves and sang their entire lives.
　　 Sun Mo lowered his heart and felt it carefully.
　　Sometimes, one name can represent many things.
　　Why does it end with the word ‘qu’? Unlike most exercises, which end with a certain magical skill or sword art?
　　Or, did the ancient master not even intend to create a holy level technique? People just sent it out of feelings and wrote a song by Niu Boyi.
　　 If you are a native of Kyushu, you will definitely treat the Canghai Fury Tide Song as a miracle, but Sun Mo is different. He is a modern person.
　　 When those waves sounded in his mind, his first reaction was that the song was good, and if he could write lyrics, he would definitely be on top of the major music charts.
　　 It was this difference that made Sun Mo discover the mystery of this ‘gong method’.