Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 1321: Sun Shuangjue!

　　 When everyone woke up from Huang Liang’s dream, their faces were already covered with shock.

　　Sun Mo has condensed the Sacred Heart, and what is even more frightening is that it only took him a long time!

　　 "Sun Yasheng, how did you do it?"

　　 Ji Xiangdong asked respectfully, with respect in his words, as if a student was asking a teacher for advice.

　　"This sacred book seems to let a famous teacher look through his life. I think I have some advantages, because a few years ago, I experienced life and death."

　　 Sun Mo did not cherish himself with a broom, and generously answered: "The kind that is almost certain to die."

　　 Everyone was sluggish, but they didn't expect this answer, and then they all saluted respectfully.

　　 Even a few Yasheng competitors are no exception.

　　 Zhou Yasheng's face was gloomy, wishing Sun Mo would not speak.

　　 Next, the fighting skills continued. Chen Zhiming didn't want to wait, so he took the initiative to go out and read the scriptures second.

　　As Sun Mo left the hall, the crowd of onlookers was also reduced a lot. After all, Chen Zhiming is not well-known. It is really boring to see a person sitting alone.

　　 One day later, Chen Zhiming came out, and nothing happened to him.

　　 Xu Chunbo did not comment, because he knew it was already a very good performance.

　　 Gao Ning, Du Changgong appeared one after another. There was still nothing on her body. By the time Fang Hong, she realized a halo of a famous teacher.

　　 is called the heroine.

　　 After this halo is cast towards a certain woman, her combat effectiveness will immediately increase several times, up to ten times.

　　"Yes, although Fang Yasheng didn't condense the Sacred Heart, he suddenly realized a halo of a master teacher, which also means that you have a great chance of being promoted to Yasheng!"

　　 Xu Chunbo is really satisfied, because this is a brand new halo of master teachers.

　　 As the only female sub-sage who vie for the master, Fang Hong is very proud, looking at the men like dung.

　　 "I want to be such a famous teacher!"

　　 Gu Xiuxun is envious.

　　 "No more, I heard her marriage is unhappy!"

　　 Jin Mujie sighed, you don't understand, Fang Hong only spent all his energy on teaching after he was so broken by a man.

　　 When the sixth sub-sheng Zhang Shen appeared, everyone was speculating about his amazing performance. After reading the scriptures for a long time, he suddenly vomited a big mouth of blood, and most of his chest exploded directly.

　　Everyone was stunned.

　　 Despite the treatment by more than a dozen top doctors, Zhang Shen saved his life, but the "Sacred Heart" was broken.

　　 Yes, he was only one step away from the condensed Sacred Heart, but in the end he failed because his will was not strong enough.

　　 To put it bluntly, he has not experienced a path of mind comparable to life and death. He is still confused about the way he pursues and sticks to.

This scene of 　　 scared everyone, but it would be too shameful to abstain, so the Asengs bit their heads.

　　 The seventh person, Cui Kaizhi, closed the scripture a day later.

　　 "I retire!"

　　 After talking, Cui Kaizhi is gone.

　　 "Huh? Is this counseling?"

　　The onlookers were dumbfounded. They thought that Cui Kaizhi was not in a good mood for this day, and they didn't have the mood to study the scriptures.

　　 Xu Chunbo still stood up and clarified for him: "Don't guess and question his character. This scripture will let people see their shortcomings. Cui Yasheng's willingness to abstain is also an improvement in his mood! "

　　The holy scriptures can let people see a true self.

　　 As the saying goes, I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, but I am in this mountain. Everyone is like this.

　　 People are always instinctively repellent when they criticize themselves.

　　 Fighting skills continued, and on the day Zhou Yasheng passed the pass, Li Ziqi also rushed to the holy gate and saw him realize a sense of shame and then courage!

　　 This halo is relatively common, but Zhou Yasheng doesn’t. This is because he has always been the proud child of heaven since he was a child and he has never tasted what failure is, so it is impossible to realize the halo of this master teacher.

　　 But the blow brought by Li Ziqi was so great that Zhou Yasheng didn't think about tea, didn't want to eat, and was depressed all day long, so he could not wait for time to go back and correct this mistake.

　　 This day in the scriptures, he experienced that kind of shame again, so he realized the shame and courage afterwards.

　　The effect of this halo is that after a person is humiliated, he can burst into great potential.

　　 "Is this all OK?"

　　 Qin Yaoguang felt very angry.

　　"Zhou Yasheng has also been with Ziqi in this life, and has made mistakes!"

　　 Meizi Yuxin said, this is the real talent of the top master teacher, this accident, maybe it will let Zhou Yasheng touch the way of the saint.

　　The last person to play was Bao Dewei, the oldest. Although he tried to cover it up, many high-star masters still saw his wavering and entanglement.

　　Especially after starting to read the scriptures, his expression has been changing, or hideous, horrible, or ecstatic, just like a neurosis!

　　 Everyone even suggested that Xu Chunbo should wake up Bao Dewei, because they didn't want to see another Asain’s heart broken.

　　 "Hey, he is also a poor man!"

　　 Xu Chunbo sighed. Although he sympathized with Bao Dewei, he didn't stop it, because it was pity that would make Bao Dewei even more inferior.

　　 Bao Dewei was a young master who had set a record. He became an eight-star master teacher when he was 250 years old. People say that he will become a sub-sage, but in the next few hundred years, He has been squandering, even the threshold of Yasheng was only entered ten years ago.

　　When Bao Dewei left the appointment, he was sweating profusely. In just one day, he was thin and skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

　　 His students wanted to come forward to help, but he pushed them away.

　　 "I can go!"

　　 Bao Dewei's face was expressionless, but when his figure disappeared from the field of vision, everyone heard a mournful wailing.

　　He was not reconciled, but he was helpless!

　　 After all, manpower is really poor!

　　The second game is over. One person was seriously injured, one person retired, and there were seven players left.

　　 Xu Chunbo still did not comment on the game, but announced the start of the third game.

　　 "According to the usual practice, the content of the game is definitely getting more and more difficult. This game will not be dead, right?"

　　 "Yeah, every sub-sage is a treasure in the world of master teachers, let alone dead, it is disabled and a huge loss!"

　　 "Hey, this is life! Since they have chosen to fight, they have to face this pressure!"

　　 Xu Chunbo means that the performance of the sub-sages is obvious to all. When the game is over, you will naturally know who is the most suitable host.

　　 But looking at it like this, people will be eliminated in every game. Whether a single seedling will be left in the end is still unknown.

　　 The morning sun is very bright and it is a good day for competition.

　　 "Well, a saint, you must be full of economics, export into chapters, and do not want to make a handed down poem, but at least not too bad!"

　　 Xu Chunbo was sitting in a wheelchair, and after a glance at several sub-sages, he finally fell on Sun Mo: "So this scene is better than poetry!"

　　 Everyone is stunned, why is this third scene so childish?

　　"Sage, please pardon me, Sun Yasheng is known as a master of calligraphy and painting. His poems are now being sung throughout Kyushu!"

　　 "Yes, there is a drunk hundred poems in front of Master Li's palace, now it is a legendary deed that is well-known to every family."

　　"Is this unfair to others?"

　　 can let famous teachers say such things, which shows how amazing Sun Mo is so outstanding.

　　 "If it's better than poetry, I can abstain!"

　　 Fang Hong smiled bitterly.

　　 She has seen Sun Mo’s works, but they are all masterpieces.

　　"Everyone, stay calm, listen to me!"

　　 Xu Chunbo explained: "The third sacred object of the Holy Gate is a brush made from the ashes and hair of the first sage. What a famous teacher writes with it, if it is not sincere, if it is not attached to emotion, then the handwriting Will disappear!"

　　 "Although it is a poem, but not everything can be done, it must be related to the identity of the'famous teacher'!"

　　 Xu Chunbo limited the title: "By the way, the ink used is your blood!"

　　 The sage pen was taken, it exudes a white light, and when you look at it, it feels warm.

　　 "Which one of you will come first?"

　　 Xu Chunbo was embarrassed to let Sun Mo take the lead, otherwise he might be suspected of bullying, but he overestimated the courage of the others.

　　 "Sage, Sun Shuangjue face to face, who dares to show your ugliness?"

　　 Gao Ning smiled bitterly.

　　 "Yes, I want to abstain!"

　　 Chen Zhiming is also smiling wryly.

　　 "Sun Yasheng, should you come first?"

　　Du Changgong hands over.

　　"You guys are so absurd, I don’t dare to be the next!"

　　 Sun Mo handed over: "I'll be the last one!"

　　Sun Mo did not appear, so the scene froze.

　　No way, everyone is really desperate.

　　"Zhou Yasheng, would you like to come first?"

　　 Fang Hong joked.

　　"……"

　　 Zhou Yasheng looked up, pretending to look at the scenery on the ceiling.

　　If you don’t make a move, it’s called Cangzhuo, and you have a big-minded mind that is willing to go down, but if you get crushed, it’s overwhelming.

　　 "Teacher Niu Heyi!"

　　 Qin Yaoguang almost yelled out, seeing the teacher's talent, and directly let everyone retreat.

　　 "Sun Yasheng, you should come!"

　　 Xu Chunbo rolls the call.

　　 "Okay!"

　　 Sun Mo didn't care, he walked to the altar table, looked at the rice paper laid out by the female clerk, and handed over a small knife.

　　 Sun Mo took it, cut off his finger, put the blood into the inkstone, and then took the sage pen~IndoMTL.com~ What should I write?

　　 "Teacher, come on!"

　　 Li Ziqi shook his fist.

　　 "Teacher!"

　　Lu Zhiruo put his hands together and prayed to Sun Mo.

　　 An Xinhui, Gu Xiuxun, Mei Ziyu and others, each of them has hope, trust and worship on their faces.

　　 In their hearts, Sun Mo is the best!

　　 The beauty is on the side, and the beauty is like jade!

　　A man, how can he not disappoint a girl who admires him!

　　 This game, I want to win!

　　No,

　　, this holy gate master, I am determined!

　　 A poem burst out of Sun Mo's mind. He picked up a pen, dipped it in blood, and splashed ink on the pure white rice paper.

　　 Until autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers when they bloom!

　　 soars through Kyushu, with golden armor all over the city!

　　 Boom!

　　 When Sun Mo expressed his mind directly and wrote the last character "甲", the whole poem suddenly burst into golden light, and the whole hall was magnificent.

　　The room is full of pride!

　　

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