Sun Mo's invitation to fight directly heated up the atmosphere of the scene.

Ordinary talents, no matter what is right or wrong, they just come to see the excitement, just like those onlookers who will coax the other party to jump fast when they see someone jumping off the building, they shout and let the referee go down.

But the famous teachers know that nine times out of ten, they can't fight.

The referee has been over three hundred years old, more than ten times older than Sun Mo, and it should be won if he wins, but if he loses, he will lose face.

No one will do this thankless task.

"Sage Yang, let's go, we can't let the situation continue to deteriorate!"

Hu Xingjiang took the lead in jumping into the ring and clasped his fists and saluted: "Everyone, calm down, if you have anything to say, let's go back to the Holy Gate to talk!"

Hu Xingjiang's idea is very simple, first avoid Sun Mo being watched, the fewer people who know about one thing, the greater the possibility of black-box operation.

"Speaking of Nima, my teachers are dead, Sun Mo won't give you an explanation today, he doesn't want to go anywhere!"

"The dark species is a heresy, Sun Mo defends him, that is, a heresy, his character is bad, even if he has a thousand talents, kill him!"

"Yes, kill him!"

Zhang Zechun's personal disciples wept in grief, and in order to avenge the teacher, even if they died, they did not hesitate.

"This is a life-and-death fight, he is dead, he is not as good as others!"

Li Ziqi was angry, and she also opened a small speech, after all, she has been an emperor for so many years, and she often has a golden mouth, so she first gave an epiphany to the meaning of the micro-words: "If you are not happy, come and fight me to the death!"

"Ziqi, don't you want to say a word?"

Hu Xingjiang persuaded: "And you, don't call it, it's useless!"

"How old are you?"

"Get out of here and eat!"

"Nima!"

Zhang Zechun's disciple directly spat out fragrant fragrance.

Hu Xingjiang didn't like the circle of famous teachers because of his early experience, so he hid in a desperate prison and waited for death, if he hadn't been moved by Sun Mo's sentence of not forgetting his original intention, he would not have been born at all.

So even if it is the body of Yasheng, he is not arrogant and proud, and even the famous teacher's robe on his body is pale and white, and he does not pursue flashiness.

As soon as these disciples saw what Hu Xingjiang was wearing, they felt contempt, in their opinion, this famous teacher must be very poor.

Hu Xingjiang did not scold these students for their low-looking behavior, but sighed and untied the aura of 'obscurity' on his body.

A wonderful fragrance immediately wafts into the air, making people smell it, feel happy, and tiredness disappear.

"Ya...... Yasheng?"

The famous teachers' eyes widened, looking at Hu Xingjiang with a bewildered expression.

Who is this?

Why did a sub-saint suddenly pop up?

This kind of body fragrance is the symbol of Yasheng, which can dispel mosquitoes, prevent miasma from invading, make the spirit excited, and be in the best state of learning.

There are too few saints, and it is too difficult to be promoted, so the achievement of the position of sub-saint is the pinnacle of the Kyushu famous teacher world.

But this one, I have never heard of it at all.

"Old Hu?"

Some elderly famous teachers recognized Hu Xingjiang.

Recently, everyone has been attracted by the grand Kyushu No. 1 Heroic Battle, but they haven't paid much attention to Sun Mo, only knowing that he has succeeded in ascending to the star, and the specific process has not been inquired about.

The faces of Zhang Zechun's disciples immediately turned pale.

It is a felony to insult Yasheng!

Fortunately, Hu Xingjiang didn't care about them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if we continue to quarrel like this, the reputation of the famous teacher will be ruined, let's go back to the Holy Gate and make a final decision, shall we?"

Hu Xingjiang said bitterly: "I hope everyone can focus on the overall situation."

"What is the big picture?"

The referee said sharply: "I don't care if you are a saint or a saint, today, I will uphold justice and kill the dark seed, it is the tradition of the Holy Gate, and it is the iron law to maintain the peace of Kyushu, this is the principle set by the sages, how can you dismiss it with a single sentence Sun Mo?"

"Also, we are famous teachers, we have to say everything to others, if we want to do it, we should do it uprightly and openly, and we don't have to be sneaky. ”

At this moment, the chief judge's expression was holy, like the embodiment of justice.

"Well said!"

Suddenly, many onlookers shouted.

But there are some famous teachers, but they frowned, with the star of the referee, if he thinks so from the bottom of his heart, he should burst into good words, but no, it means that he has selfish intentions.

But if I change it, I also want to suppress Sun Mo and watch him deflated.

"What is tradition?"

A voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the square, and everyone felt that these words were as if they were standing beside them.

"There are good and bad traditions, everything in the world is developing, and we can't always treat things now with the same standards as 10,000 years ago. ”

Yang Shizhan spoke.

Swish!

In the central square, tens of thousands of people turned their heads and looked at it.

This is the talent of saints, even if they don't apply any aura, what they say will naturally attract anyone's attention.

Yasheng and saints have the ability to appear in front of people, so they usually bless themselves with the aura of a famous teacher of 'obscurity' to shield the vision of saints.

After all, they don't want to be eye-catching all the time and be seen like monkeys.

Obscurity, meaning ordinary, represents a kind of life no matter what height you stand on, how high your achievements are, you still regard yourself as an ordinary person.

Yang Shizhan stepped forward and walked to the ring.

There were a lot of people in front, and the ring was still very high, so ordinary people could either climb or jump up to go up, but Yang Shizhan walked up directly.

Every time he took a step, a lotus flower would bloom under his feet, holding his body perfectly in the air.

"He can fly too!"

"Idiot, that's a step-by-step lotus!"

"Oh my God, he's a saint!"

The onlookers were stunned, and there were some famous teachers, even if they knew that Yang Shizhan couldn't see themselves, they also bowed subconsciously.

Not only did the lotus flower grow step by step, as Yang Shizhan lifted his silence, the direction he was facing, the aura converged, forming a peach tree full of pink petals, sheltering him from the scorching sun, and then there were fruity plum trees, and plums with sweet juice quenched his thirst.

This is the vision of a saint, and the peach and plum are all over the world.

Only a true saint can have it, and it is impossible to fake, so the famous teachers present all restrained their expressions and bowed.

"Saint Ann!"

"Excuse me!"

Yang Shizhan's expression remained unchanged, but he was full of emotion in his heart, he had looked forward to this scene, but as he entered the big prison, he gave up.

Unexpectedly, two hundred years later, it came true again.

It's like a dream!

All of this is really thanks to Sun Mo.

Thinking of this, Yang Shizhan's respect for Sun Mo in his heart became even stronger.

"He seems to be from Sun Mo's group?"

Everyone was shocked, a sub-saint came out for Sun Mo, he was already very powerful, and now another saint has appeared?

Zhang Zechun's disciples bowed their heads in fright, eager to pestle their heads into the ground like ostriches.

"Regarding the future disposition of the dark seed, I will propose to the Holy Gate and ask for a new discussion, so today, this matter is abandoned!"

Yang Shizhan did not discuss whether the dark species should be killed, but adopted a procrastination technique.

The chief referee pursed his lips and did not refute further, because the saint has this qualification, and he can only obey: "Obey the saint's commandment." ”

After agreeing, the referee changed his words: "But in order to prevent this dark species from escaping, I suggest that the guards of the Holy Gate imprison him. ”

"No way!"

Sun Mo immediately refused, who knows if these guys will use lynching?

People don't kill Xuanyuan Po, but with some means, they can also abolish his body, not to mention the second silver gun in the future, I'm afraid that he won't be able to carry the crutches.

This kind of thing, Sun Mo had to guard against.

"Sun Mo, you don't want to make an inch!"

The referee scolded.

"Master Sun's attitude, you have also seen it, if you continue to make trouble like this, there will be no results, and everyone's face is not good-looking, it is better to take a step back!"

Yang Shizhan took the initiative to take over: "I'll monitor Xuanyuan Po, if he runs away, I'll be responsible!"

The famous teachers were dumbfounded, what is your relationship with Sun Mo, helping him stand on the platform like this?

In their opinion, Xuanyuan Po's identity has been revealed now, and if he gets the opportunity, he will definitely run, because if he doesn't run, he will die!

But the shock was not over, because Hu Yasheng also spoke.

"I will also vouch for Xuanyuan Po!"

Hu Yasheng glanced at the fighting ghost: "His marksmanship has entered the 'Dao', and he also has a kind of persistence, I believe that this kind of person will not run away." ”

A saint, a saint, their voices combined, the weight is extremely heavy, and the chief referee does not dare to insist anymore, so he can only give up.

He originally planned to send a guard to monitor the villa where Sun Mo and his party lived, but in order to show respect for Yang Shizhan and Hu Xingjiang, he gave up.

The end of today's game also means that the first heroic battle in Kyushu is completely over.

After all, a dark species, even if he is not executed, has no chance to participate in the championship fight.

Jiang Lengbai picked up a championship trophy, but he couldn't be happy, and Sun Mo was also unhappy.

In any case, this year's Yingjie Battle is definitely the highest topic in the past, Sun Mo's name, his personal disciple dominates the list, and the identity of the dark species......

In a word, Sun Mo and his disciples are completely famous, the kind that Kyushu knows.

In the room, the gourd players are deliberating.

"Teacher, I'm in big trouble this time!"

Qin Yao had a headache: "The dark species is taboo, anyway, I haven't seen anyone who has been discovered, and I can still survive." ”

"Although I don't like Xuanyuan, he doesn't do anything bad except that he has no brains!"

Yutang shrugged his shoulders.

"It's a racial issue!"

Jiang Leng rolled his eyes: "It has nothing to do with good or bad." ”

"If the teacher wants to protect Xuanyuan, he will definitely pay a great price!"

Helian Northern Analysis: "And it doesn't necessarily succeed. ”

"Aren't Yang Shengren and Hu Yasheng talking for us?"

Fresh in Wei hope.

"You don't think that saints are all the same, do you?"

Qin Yaoguang sighed: "These two have been away from the mainstream famous teacher circle for too long, and there are no henchmen at all, if other saints end, they will not be enough." ”

"Anyway, Zhou Yasheng will definitely come to wreak havoc!"

Ying Baiwu played with a dagger: "What's the matter with that referee?

The Iron Maiden wanted to kill him.

"I think it's better to look at Xuanyuan first, if that kid runs away, the trouble will be even greater. ”

The sick seedling got up and prepared to accompany the fighting ghost.

"I'm with you!"

Helian Beibei clenched the handle of the knife, if this kid wants to run, then don't blame yourself for being unkind.

In a word, protect the teacher first, and then protect Xuanyuan Po.

(End of chapter)