Absolute Great Teacher

"Brother Jiang, long time no see!"

　　 Li Zhuifeng, who is in the wind in Yushu, wears a white coat, and is incredibly handsome.

　　 "Chasing the wind?"

　　Jiang was cold and unexpected. Soon, the expression of the dead face showed a happy expression. After a few years, seeing his childhood partner again made him overjoyed.

　　 "How is it? I didn't expect it, right?"

　　 Li Zhuifeng teased, and looked at Jiang Leng more seriously. Although he called Brother Jiang, but in his tone, he didn't have the same respect as before, just casual teasing.

　　Jiang was cold and happy, and took away from his face again. He didn't like to talk, but it didn't mean that he was an idiot with low emotional intelligence.

　　 Li Zhufeng's attitude has explained everything.

　　 "Old...Has Dean Bai also come?"

　　 Jiang Leng asked, looked at the stands, and looked for the stalwart figure in the memory.

　　 "Don't you even want to call a teacher?"

　　 Li Zhuifeng taunted: "You really forget your feelings, at least everything you have now is given to you by the teacher!"

　　 "You are wrong, everything I have now is given to me by the teacher!"

　　 Jiang Leng retorted: "And my teacher, only Sun Mo!"

　　 The two people whispered to the old, anxiously the people in the audience.

　　 "What's the matter? Seems to be an old acquaintance?"

　　Ying Baiwu looked at Li Zhuifeng's frivolous expression, and didn't like: "Jiang Leng will not want to show mercy, right?"

　　 "They are all called Brother Jiang, what do you think?"

　　Taiyutang curled his lips, folded his hands on his chest, and put on an expression of watching the show.

　　 "Two people, hold the ceremony, fight!"

　　 Tong Yiming urged.

　　 "Li Zhuifeng, please!"

　　 Li Zhuifeng arched his hands casually, and then before Jiang Leng finished speaking, he appeared in front of Jiang Leng like a breeze.

　　唰! Huh! Huh!

　　 The long sword is cut down, like a splash of ink, cool and freehand.

　　 In the audience, many young girls have already begun to scream. This Li Zhuifeng, in terms of appearance, is indeed the kind of beautiful man who is easy to attract fans.

"Humph!"

　　 Seeing Li Zhuifeng's unruly attitude, Tong Yiming snorted in his heart. This kind of student is a genius, but he is too arrogant. He must be disciplined, otherwise he will definitely go wrong.

Ding!

　　 Jiang Leng held a dagger to block, but did not attack.

　　 "What's the matter? What about your quick attack? Show it to me!"

　　 Li chased the wind and floated around, with swords or stabs, or cuts, without the slightest spark of firework.

　　 "Are you going to do something?"

　　 Jiang Leng asked in a low voice, still defensively.

　　 "Hehe, guess?"

　　 Li Zhuifeng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly accelerated his offensive. The Long Sword instantly changed from a spring breeze to a violent storm, with a fierce murderous intent, covering Jiang Leng.

　　嗤! laugh! laugh!

　　 Sword energy whizzed horizontally and horizontally, marking the floor with a fingernail-wide gully.

　　 The body shapes of the two people flickered, although there was no physical contact, but the weapons occasionally collided, but the danger in them was far more terrifying than Xuanyuanpo's confrontation with Ding Yishi.

　　 Tong Yiming watched Douzhan, and couldn't help taking a breath. How old are they, so powerful?

　　 The fighting style of the two people is still a little less popular, and the moves may not be very skillful, but the tactical ideas, courage, mind, and vision revealed in every action have already taken shape.

　　 In their youth, many cultivators pursued powerful and powerful techniques, and pursued a strong physique. In the eyes of some high-star masters, this is a bit inferior.

　　 The real master teacher is tailor-made, according to the characteristics of students, let them form their own fighting ideas, and then temper the cost.

　　 These famous teachers believe that the strength of a cultivator lies not in the body, but in thinking. When thinking is on the right path from the beginning, it is only a matter of time to achieve success.

The instinct here does not refer to the beastly intuition of Xuanyuan Po, but a kind of thinking, like doing a question. Some people do it again. After mastering the idea, they will know how to do it again when they encounter this type of question. .

　　 "The atmosphere seems to be serious?"

　　 Zhang Yanzong was surprised that the big guys on the referee's stand didn't speak anymore, they were all watching the battle. You must know that even when Xuanyuanpo and Ding Yida were popular, they hadn't watched it so seriously.

　　 "Most people look at fights and find excitement!"

　　 "A few people look at ideas and connotations!"

　　 Gu Xiuxun explained.

　　 "How many mean?"

　　 Zhang Yanzong is puzzled.

　　 "When you reach Liang Hongda's star level, what wonderful game hasn't been seen? They are watching with gusto, in fact, because of the connotation presented by this battle."

　　 Gu Xiuxun also has a few brushes: "For example, some fighting is just a limerick, you just need to read it, and some fighting is a masterpiece that needs to be chewed."

"understood!"

　　 Zhang Yanzong suddenly realized, then his eyes widened, he watched carefully, and wanted to write down every detail. Although he didn't understand it now, he would read it a few times and it would be clear.

　　 But at this moment, Li Zhuifeng suddenly stopped.

　　 "It's boring!"

　　 Li chased the wind with a curl of his mouth and jumped out of the ring.

　　 Wow!

　　 This scene caused a lot of viewers in an uproar, what is this doing?

　　 "I won't be a monkey, I will be seen by you!"

　　 Li Zhuifeng was disdainful, and he tried it, and he couldn't kill Jiang Leng without all his strength, then this battle would be meaningless, after all, in this kind of situation, he couldn't have full firepower.

　　 "Chasing the wind!"

　　 Jiang called coldly.

　　 "Don't worry, we will see you soon!"

　　 Li Zhuifengxiemei smiled, and many girls screamed.

　　 Sun Mo frowned slightly, activating God's Insight.

　　 Li Zhuifeng, thirteen years old.

　　The potential value is extremely high!

　　 Remarks, the genius among the geniuses is one of the best in aptitude. After Dean Bai’s instruction and new spirit patterns are inscribed, his strength has risen to the next level.

　　In the same age, there is almost no rival.

　　Remark, don't try to find his shortcomings, because he has no shortcomings.

　　 "Teacher, Dean Bai may be here!"

　　 Jiang Leng came back and reminded him in a low voice.

"Ok!"

　　 Sun Mo patted Jiang Leng on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I have everything!"

　　 Feeling the temperature of the teacher's big hand, Jiang Leng suddenly felt relieved, yes, I still have the teacher.

　　 With Li Zhuifeng abstaining, the first group in Group A was born, Jiang Leng.

　　 The game continues, but the big guys like Liang Hongda are a bit tasteless. If they weren't going to be referees, two of them would even leave the table to recruit Li Zhuifeng.

　　 Xiling Academy, near the mountain lake.

"how is it?"

　　 White Heraldry is sitting by the lake, with a charcoal pen in his hand, drawing a spiritual pattern.

　　 "It's very strong, the damaged spirit pattern on his body should have been repaired."

　　 Li Zhuifeng returned.

"Oh!"

　　 White Heraldry was lost in thought, and wanted to check Jiang Leng again, and then talk with that Sun Mo.

　　 It seems that the biggest gain of coming to Xiling City this time is not to complete the test of the new spirit pattern, but to meet Jiang Leng again and learn about Sun Mo.

　　 "Maybe from Sun Mo, I can find a way to take the new spirit pattern one step further!"

　　White Heraldry suddenly looked forward to meeting with Sun Mo.

　　……

　　 Group B won Baiwu and took the stage, but before Tong Yiming announced the start of the game, her opponent Wu Guang complained.

　　 "She can use long-range weapons, but this longbow is obviously holy. Isn't it unfair to our opponents?"

　　 Wu Guang's voice was loud, and he still said to the stands with a depressed look, in order to win sympathy.

　　 He didn't want to win Bai Wu's melee fight with him, he just wanted her to change the weapon, otherwise he really didn't have the chance to win.

　　 Tong Yiming wants to speak, but is one step ahead by Ying Baiwu.

　　 "Okay, then I will change a bow!"

　　 The iron girl didn’t care, she threw the Fengwang divine bow directly to Jiang Leng, and then looked at Tong Yiming: "You should have a bow? Please give me one?"

　　 "How many crossbows do you use?"

　　 Tong Yiming asked, looking at Ying Baiwu with a smile, he liked the temperament of this girl.

　　 "Whatever, no more than two stones is good."

　　 It doesn't matter if you win Baiwu.

"what?"

　　 Wu Guang was stunned. He thought that he would have to wrestle around to get Ying Baiwu to change his weapon. After all, this is related to the first place in Group B, but who knows how easy it is.

　　 Seeing Ying Baiwu's calm look, Wu Guang suddenly became a little ashamed. He didn't even think about taking advantage of weapons!

　　 I have saved the abdomen of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

　　 Soon, a guard handed over a longbow with horns.

　　 "Do you want to check it?"

　　 Tong Yiming asked.

"no, I'm fine!"

　　 Wu Guang quickly refused, this longbow was carried on the guard's body, and it seemed that ordinary weapons were produced.

　　 Three minutes later, the two sides finished the ceremony and the game started.

　　 "Get close, don't give her a chance to shoot arrows!"

　　 Wu Guang’s personally passed teacher yelled, and in this way, he put pressure on Ying Baiwu, but unfortunately, he underestimated the iron girl’s ability to withstand pressure.

　　 Under normal circumstances, the archer would pull a long distance, but this time, Ying Baiwu stood still and opened the bow without even drawing an arrow from the quiver.

　　 "Isn't it?"

　　 Just when the audience was shocked and guessed that the ordinary longbow does not need arrows to win Baiwu, a long arrow condensed with aura is like a group of meteors across the night sky, shooting Wuguang.

Wow!

　　 The audience exclaimed!

　　 Wu Guang's heart was ashamed in an instant. With so many arrows, how to hide it? He swung his big sword vigorously and struck out a sharp blade.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The aura arrows continued to collapse, and the powerful impact force also made Wu Guang retreat continuously~www.readwn.com~ After receiving this wave of attacks, he saw that the longbow of Yingbaiwu had appeared. Six arrows!

　　 Gan Liniang, are you going to send six arrows together?

　　 How can I win?

　　 "Abstain! We abstain!"

　　 Takehiro’s direct teacher yelled, he didn’t want to see the student being shot.

　　 Hearing this, Ying Baiwu stared at Wu Guang.

　　 "I... I abstain!"

　　 Takehiro finished speaking, his face flushed.

Snapped!

　　 The arrow in Ying Baiwu's hand was broken, and then she returned the longbow to the guard and walked back to Sun Mo.

　　 "Hey, your archery is holy, right? Middle grade?"

　　 Takehiro is curious.

　　 "It's a holy gem!"

　　 Ying Baiwu frowned slightly, and didn't like the teacher's exercises to be underestimated.

　　 "Where did you learn from?"

　　 Takehiro asked: "It must be from the family, right? What did your ancestors do? Have a great shot?

　　 "Of course the teacher taught it!"

　　Ying Baiwu rolled his eyes, family biography? My family is all around, except for a lazy dad who wants to sell me to the brothel for money, nothing.