Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 413: Give you 2 choices

"Get up first!"

The young man in front of him, Sun knew him by default.

The first time the honest person participated in the Douzhantang exam, it was him who defeated him, and then he was able to stay in school, which is a life opportunity.

In the second game three months later, two people ran into each other again. By all accounts, they were also a pair of enemies.

These two experiences have greatly increased Qi Shengjia's confidence. It is his happiest and most dazzling memory in more than ten years.

For Peng Wanli, it was an unbearable nightmare. He was originally considered a top student and was recruited by several one-star teachers, but after two consecutive defeats, he has become a laughingstock.

The first time I lost, I can still say it to the effect, but after the second time, even Peng Wanli was ashamed, knowing that he was really inferior to Qi Shengjia.

The initiator of all this is Sun Mo.

Peng Wanli didn't get up, but lowered his body. He asked that Qi Shengjia often went to Sun Mo's villa to receive his private teaching.

This shows that the relationship between two people is very good.

Peng Wanli felt that Sun Mo might perfuse himself because of Qi Shengjia. After all, that person also gave him face.

"Get up!"

Sun Mo's tone intensified: "You are young, don't have so many dark psychology, even if you are not a student of Zhongzhou Academy, as long as I can do it, I will guide you."

Sun Mo can be regarded as a man of two generations. Peng Wanli’s thoughts are so easy to guess. Doesn’t it mean that Qi Shengjia’s strength is advancing by leaps and bounds under his guidance, so he also wants to let himself give pointers, and then defeat the honest people. Regain face.

"Teacher!"

Peng Wanli's voice trembled and his face was full of fear.

"If you don't get up anymore, just kneel!"

Sun Mo turned around and left.

"Teacher!"

Peng Wanli was shocked, got up quickly, chased for two steps, and worried about angering Sun Mo, so he froze in place, arching his waist slightly, like a prisoner waiting for the judge's trial, embarrassed.

Don't even think that Sun Mo doesn't even have a star. He has only been a teacher for half a year, but he is now the most famous teacher in Zhongzhou Academy, and after winning the championship this time, the limelight has overshadowed Liu Mubai.

How dare Peng Wanli stay slow?

"If I remember correctly, you practiced Arhat with eighteen palms, right? Hit it again!"

Sun Mo ordered.

"Follow...your order!"

After Peng Wanli finished speaking, he began to punch. He had performed in front of other teachers before, but he was not nervous this time.

It's over!

I'm done!

After making two moves, Peng Wanli looked ashamed, because he was too worried and nervous, his hands and feet were trembling, and his usual skills were not in place.

"Peng Wanli!"

Sun Mo scolded.

Slap!

Peng Wanli stood up straight, not daring to move!

"Students are here!"

"The eighteen palms of the Arhat means that the body is like an Arhat, with the hands of strength, to cut down evil karma, remove sins, and bring down the dragon and the tiger, so that there will be no unevenness in the world!"

Sun Mo's tone is serious: "You are not strong in your mind and your punch is unstable. How can you show the majesty of Luohan?"

"Student...Student..."

Peng Wanli's eyes wandered, and he didn't even dare to look at Sun Mo.

"Look at me!"

Sun Mo roared.

Peng Wanli raised his head and looked at Sun Mo. His eyes are like stars in the night sky, deep, bright, charming, and revealing a breath of determination.

"If you want to slap Arhat with eighteen palms, you have to let yourself get rid of all distractions and imagine yourself as an Arhat!"

"It doesn't matter if you win or lose, it doesn't matter whether you lose face or not!"

"The important thing is, the punch I want to hit right now!"

Sun Mo's heart-warming words broke out.

A golden light radiated with Sun Mo as the center.

Every commotion sounded all around, because there were more than a dozen people who came here today, squatting in the dark, and wanting to beg Sun Mo for guidance.

Being radiated by Jin Yu's good words, Peng Wanli's spirit was lifted, and he felt a hint of enlightenment. It was like a ray of sunlight, dispelling the turbulent haze in his heart for many days.

"The reason why I failed is that my practice was not proficient enough!"

Peng Wanli sighed.

"..."

Sun Mo was silent. In fact, he wanted to say, not really.

Through God's Insight, he has obtained Peng Wanli's data.

Sixteen years old, forged body with seven layers, practiced Arhat with eighteen palms.

Strength 9, the best among peers.

Intelligence 5, average, enough.

Agile 7 is not a strong point for you, but it is not a shortcoming.

Will 1, the peak has reached 8, and is currently depressed, like a lost lamb.

……

Potential value, medium!

Remarks, unable to find the way forward, Qi Shengjia's mentality was completely blown.

Remarks, in the refinery, or have outstanding talents, need to be investigated.

In the past six months, Sun Mo has seen a lot of students. In addition, he is also very smart, hardworking and learning, and knows how to sum up experience, so even if there is no God’s insight to give the answer, he can judge What is the problem with Peng Wanli?

To put it plainly, it means mediocre qualifications.

When he first entered the school, Peng Wanli was precocious, intelligent, and hardworking, so his strength improved quickly, but as other students became enlightened and caught up, the disadvantage of his aptitude became apparent.

To put it simply, Peng Wanli set out before others in the long-distance race, but as the geniuses start to set off, he will be quickly overtaken.

This is a talent problem, there is no way.

The talent of an honest person is not good, but he works hard enough, and his daily practice time is twice that of Peng Wanli. In addition, Sun Mo uses ancient massage techniques and spring water giant medicine packs to help him regulate his body, and let him Cultivating in the aura of the Fengwang Temple, only then won Peng Wanli.

But even so, Qi Shengjia faced Xuanyuanpo, and he was completely tortured, and he might even be unable to beat Baiwu.

Peng Wanli's eighteen palms of Arhat certainly has room for improvement, but even if he finally reaches the point of superb training, what's the use?

The ceiling is there!

Seeing that Sun Mo didn't speak, Peng Wanli's heart sank and he showed a worried look: "Old... teacher, am I wrong?"

"What is your ideal?"

Sun Mo changed the subject.

"Ideal?"

Peng Wanli murmured: "Enter the fighting hall?"

"That's just the goal!"

Sun Mo shook his head.

"I...I never thought about it!"

Peng Wanli lowered his head. A few years ago, he followed his father to strike people in the city, relying on this to make a living. When enrolling students in Zhongzhou Academy, he went to the test and unexpectedly passed the test. Come to school.

"By the way, my father said that if I practice well, I won't have to live a hard life in the future, and I can eat big meat and white rice."

"In the past few years, you have actually followed the crowd, eating, practicing, and sleeping every day. You haven't considered what you will do in the future, right?"

Sun Mo asked with a smile, slowing down.

"Come, come and sit!"

Sun Mo took a few steps forward and sat on the **** by the lake.

Peng Wanli was a little flattered. He actually considered that he wanted to live in a big house, marry a beautiful wife, give birth to a big fat boy, and pass on the family, but this is too vulgar, how can he dare to say it.

"Let me change my question, what do you like to do?"

Sun Mo began to talk.

He scolded Peng Wanli just now because he wanted to correct his state of mind, but now he found that this could not solve the problem fundamentally.

In his bones, Peng Wanli seems to lack a little obsession with practice.

What is obsession?

Qi Shengjia's kind, if the body can hold it, he will practice to death!

"Forge a wonderful sword!"

This time, Peng Wanli blurted out. He remembered that when he was a child, he saw the birth of a spirit sword outside Zhang Dajiang's forge in Jinling.

Until now, he will often dream of that sword!

Dajiang Zhang is also famous for casting that spiritual weapon class long sword.

"As for me, I have two suggestions. First, if you want to improve your strength, then replace the eighteen palms of the Arhat and try to find a higher-level exercise, the best is boxing!"

Sun Mo spoke, and to be honest, Peng Wanli was a little bit crooked when he practiced his palms because he couldn't exert his ultimate strength.

Peng Wanli was silent. Finding a new technique is not easy? And this Arhat Eighteen Palms, he has practiced for more than four years, just give up, how to count the wasted time?

Speaking of which, Peng Wanli was lucky, because a one-star master taught him and asked him to choose this style. Otherwise, according to his preferences, he must have practiced swords, so even half his current strength. There won't be any, maybe I dropped out early.

"The second thing is to put aside the practice first, go to the Refining Department of Zhongzhou Academy to see, learn a little, build a few small things, maybe you will have new interests!"

Sun Mo suggested.

"But...but I have no money!"

Peng Wanli looked embarrassed.

Of course, there is a deeper reason. The students who just went to the refining department started with handyman. No matter how poor Peng Wanli is, he is also a fifth-grade student. Face it.

"Are you less laughed at now?"

Sun Mo asked back. He knew what he was thinking when he saw Peng Wanli's expression.

"I know it was wrong!"

Peng Wanli's face was sullen.

"You go to the logistics department tomorrow and get ten thousand taels of silver!"

Sun Mo arranged: "Then give you three months to build whatever you want!"

"Huh?"

Peng Wanli's gaze is dull, which means several things.

"You don't need to pay back this money, but I need you to take out the finished product after three months, even if it is a pile of scraps in the end, I will give it to me!"

Sun Mo confessed: "Can you do it?"

"This... how can this be?"

Peng Wanli stammered, but it was ten thousand taels. For this kind of family, it was a huge sum of money, but in his heart, there seemed to be a fire that suddenly ignited and ignited what he once was. Cast the sword dream.

"Shut up!"

"Answer me~IndoMTL.com~Can you do it?"

"Yes, I will go to the logistics department to get the money tomorrow, no, I will find you a heavenly boxing technique!"

Sun Mo asked repeatedly.

The students around, hearing this, couldn't help exclaiming.

"Heaven-level exercises? This guy has earned it!"

"Do you still need to think about it? It must be the exercise method!"

"Don't talk about ten thousand taels of silver, but ten thousand taels of gold. In front of the heavenly techniques, it is a fart!"

These students murmured, suddenly regretting why they didn't rush out earlier.

Teacher Sun Mo, it's really good to talk!

Ding!

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