The Fighting Hall of Xiling Academy can accommodate 36,000 people.

Except for the candidates, the staff, and the 1,000 honor students and famous teachers of the school, who have free seats, the rest of the seats have been sold.

There are still a lot of rich people who like to watch the excitement, so although the tickets are a little expensive, they are all sold out.

Li Ziqi is not short of money, and directly bought the ten seats with the most expensive and the best view.

"We don't have that many of us, do we?"

If Lu Zhi calculates, plus Zhang Yanzong and Zheng Hao, there are only eight people.

"Because I don't want anyone next to me to disturb me watching the teacher's assessment!"

Li Ziqi said it as a matter of course, and the atmosphere of the local tyrant was fully revealed: "If it weren't for the immorality of buying an area, I would have chartered it all." ”

Ying Baiwu frowned, he didn't like the waste of the little purse.

Li Ziqi took out six photo stones, distributed them, and told by the way: "When the teacher comes on stage in a while, remember to take a picture of the teacher's demeanor, by the way, if it is an important rookie, take a picture too!"

"How do I know which candidate is the best rookie?"

Zheng Hao asked, and then saw that Li Ziqi took out a few stacks of materials after sending out the photo stone: "Oh, it's all on it." ”

Zheng Hao took it, flipped through it, and found that each page was a candidate's information, and next to his name, there was a bust drawn.

You can't be mistaken.

“......”

Zhang Yanzong was speechless, do you want to be so attentive?

"It's good to be rich!"

Zheng Hao sighed, you can buy anything!

"Not only money, but also wisdom and patience!"

Yutang flipped through the information: "Do you think you can use these materials if you buy them from others?"

Sick Yangzi knew that the busiest person in the past few days was actually Li Ziqi, except for accompanying Sun Mo, she spent the rest of her time collecting information about competitors everywhere.

"Alright, the battle is about to begin, hurry up and sit down!"

Lu Zhiruo sat down and saw that the others didn't move, so he urged, the teacher's game, missed, but will regret it for the rest of his life.

Then, Papaya Niang opened her small backpack and took out a large watermelon, then pointed it into a knife and slashed it on it.

Click!

The watermelon is broken in half, green and red, and it is sweet and delicious at first glance, and of course, the most important thing is that the fracture is neat.

Lu Zhiruo nodded with satisfaction, picked up a piece, and took a bite.

"Who's going to eat?"

Papaya Niang shared the food, and then said: "I still have Daoji's pastries in my bag, whoever wants to eat it, take it yourself!"

“......”

The people around were dumbfounded, what are you doing here? You actually prepared a big watermelon? It's too big, isn't it?

"Can you still eat on this occasion?"

Zheng Hao felt that Lu Zhiruo had no heart and lungs, anyway, he was nervous and didn't have any appetite.

"Why can't I eat it?"

Lu Zhiruo blinked: "Oh, I understand, are you worried that the teacher will fall off the list?

Papaya Niang's voice was neither high nor low, and she was heard by the students on the right, and she couldn't help frowning.

"Who is this, so arrogant!"

"Win steadily, is it Bai Shuang's personal inheritance?"

"What are you talking nonsense? Bai Shuang's personal legend is a tall and thin boy! Besides, even if it is Bai Shuang, he can't guarantee a steady victory!"

The students were talking.

"I'm not arrogant, it's the teacher who is amazing!"

Lu Zhiruo explained.

"Isn't this called arrogance? What's your teacher's name? Let's see how he loses?"

They are all young people, and they all worship their own personal teachers, so at this time, no one will admit defeat.

"Zhiruo!"

Li Ziqi dissuaded and showed the demeanor of a senior sister: "Don't make noise, it will embarrass the teacher." ”

"Oh!"

The papaya lady was very obedient, and immediately sat upright and beckoned to the junior brothers and sisters: "Eat melons!"

"What's your teacher's name?"

Some people don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement.

"Senior Brother Xuanyuan, I'll leave it to you. ”

Li Ziqi commanded, these people are noisy.

Rub!

Xuanyuan, who had long wanted to make a move, stood up violently, and his sharp gaze fell on the face of the boy who spoke: "Do you want to know the teacher's name? Go out and fight with me, and I'll tell you if I win!"

The boy who was staring at looked stiff, he and this tall young man, but they were separated by more than 30 meters, and there were students and famous teachers entering the room, and his figure was crowded, he could actually find himself accurately, which is a bit powerful!

"What's the fuss? Let's go!"

Xuanyuan Po urged, he had already left his seat with the silver spear of Zhanger.

Not only the boys, but also other students in the neighborhood came to see it.

There is no way, Xuanyuan Po is too eye-catching, he is very tall, and extremely strong, upright, standing there, like a silver spear ready to stab at any time, giving others a great sense of oppression.

The most palpitating thing is Xuanyuan's broken eyes, lawless, unscrupulous, and full of belligerent desires.

It's like a fighting beast!

"The game is about to start, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

The boy's face was disdainful, but he shrank his eggs in his heart, this kind of person must be going to participate in the battle of relatives, right? I hope that when the time comes, don't run into it in the first game.

"Shh

Xuanyuan was depressed and couldn't fight, but he was unwilling, so he looked around again: "Who is going to fight and warm up?"

No one talked.

Li Ziqi's eyes lit up, and he discovered the new role of Xuanyuan Po, which can be used as a hunting dog and can suppress many people.

"No, sit down!"

Lu Zhiruo handed out a piece of watermelon: "Eat melon!"

Gui Jiarong sat not far away, looking at all this with a playful look, and finally landed on Xuanyuan Po's body, tsk, this toy looks so sturdy, it should be able to make yourself a little more entertained, right?

Swish!

Jiang Leng felt uncomfortable, turned around, and happened to meet Gui Jiarong's gaze, and then his eyes narrowed.

Yell!

That's not bad, either!

Gui Jiarong groped his chin, eager to play immediately.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Zhiruo stretched out her hand and handed a piece of watermelon to the dead man's face: "Eat melon, sweet!"

"Hmm!"

Jiang Leng turned his head, but in his mind, the young man's eyes lingered, he had seen this kind of look when he was in the manor.

It was a companion who liked to abuse cats the most, and every time he caught a wild cat, he would show that kind of look.

......

The examiner group of the Holy Gate has always been vigorous and resolute, and there was no opening speech, and the chief examiner served by Tong Yiming took the stage and directly announced the start of the battle of famous teachers.

After the first round, most of the weak ones have been eliminated, so the current fighting is almost equal in strength and has become good-looking.

Of course, most famous teachers play very cautiously, after all, after a round, there is not much time to rest, so try to avoid injury.

Gu Xiuxun went first, there was no danger, and won the second victory.

In the 26th game, it was Sun Mo's turn.

"No. 178, Sun Mo, No. 239, Mao Fang, please two of you come to the stage. ”

Before Tong Yiming's words fell, there was a noise in the entire fighting hall, and finally waited for Sun Mo to appear!

This is a big celebrity!

Those spectators who were originally bored also became excited at this time and stared at the ring.

"Abstaining, falling out of the ring, falling into a coma, and other results of losing the ability to fight again, will be judged as a loss!"

Tong Yiming once again emphasized the rules.

The ring was about the size of half a football field, and it was very open.

Mao Fang scratched his bald head, showed an excited smile, and actually said to Sun Mo, very good, I don't think it's okay if I don't become famous this time.

Sun Mo's battle yesterday, Mao Fang saw it, it was very strong, but it was still not enough to see himself, after all, he was a threefold divine power realm, and he was steadily suppressing him, and what he cultivated was still the Buddha's Great Compassion Hand, the Heavenly Pole Superior Exercises.

"Hmph, aren't you called Sun Hei Dog, look at how I hammer your dog's head!"

Mao Fang made a vertical leap, jumped into the ring, and then clasped his fists and saluted.

"Mao Fang, Divine Power Realm Triple Realm, please advise!"

"By the way, by the way, I am cultivating the Heavenly Extreme Grade Exercises!"

After speaking, Mao Fang looked at Sun Mo's eyes confidently, haha, he was actually pretending to be calm, in his heart, I am afraid that he is already very panicked, right?

"Well, after winning Sun Mo, my fame will definitely increase, and when the time comes, there will definitely be a beautiful teacher who will take the initiative to invite me to dinner, right?"

Mao Fang scratched the place where he was alopecia areata, a little itchy, and his inner drama was rich.

Sun Mo saluted.

"Sun Mo, the Divine Power Realm is threefold, please advise!"

Ga!

Mao Fang's inner drama came to an abrupt end, his confident expression became sluggish, and he subconsciously asked: "Didn't you have a double of divine power realm yesterday?"

"That's right!"

Sun Mo nodded.

"Ugh!"

Mao Fang was dumbfounded, you have risen too fast, right? But then he comforted himself, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you are at the same level, I have a lot of experience, uh, or a lot, but my exercises are definitely better than his.

"By the way, by the way, I'm cultivating a saint-level superb martial arts!"

Sun Mo imitated Mao Fang's tone and added.

Ha ha!

There was laughter in the audience, this Mao Fang is interesting, what age is it, and he still plays this kind of clumsy psychological warfare, and he was ridiculed by others.

"Hehe, I don't believe it, your saint-level masterpiece's exercises are cabbage, and you can learn it if you want to?"

Mao Fang comforted himself, but on his face, he couldn't help crying, Nima, I'm going to be cold!

Did I get the wrong script?

"Hurry up and get started!"

The examiner urged.

"Please!"

Sun Mo pulled out the wooden knife.

"Mao Fang, don't panic. ”

Mao Fang took a deep breath and cheered himself up: "Hold steady, you can win, ah!"

The next moment, Mao Fang shouted, and rolled out, there was no way, Sun Mo pounced, slashed out, and there were all knife shadows rolling in front of him.

The Buddha's compassionate hand, suppression, ah!

As soon as Mao Fang stretched out his hand, he was hit with a wooden knife, and he almost burst into tears from the pain.

Sun Mo used the light of the present and the past, the constant sand without a trace, a strong onslaught, and the wooden knife bombarded Mao Fang's body intensively, without stopping.

I have to say that Mao Fang's Buddha's Great Compassion has been practiced a little, and when a layer of golden light is wrapped in his palms, he can actually resist Sun Mo's moves.

"There's a chance!"

Mao Fang began to become confident again, but he didn't know that after Sun Mo's wooden knife hit his hands, although it didn't cause harm, there were pages one after another, like mushrooms popping out of Mario's top box, jumping out and floating in the air.

After a while, there were more than thirty sheets.