Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 565: Eat melon!

Can the Fighting Hall of Xiling Academy hold 36,000 people?

Except for the free seats for candidates, staff, and the 1,000 top students and teachers of our school, the rest of the seats are 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 bad, so he bought the ten most expensive seats with the best view.

"We don't have that many people, right?"

Lu Zhiruo counts, plus Zhang Yanzong and Zheng Hao, there are only eight people.

"Because I don't want someone next to disturb me to watch the teacher assessment!"

Li Ziqi said it for granted, and the local tyrant's aura is full: "If it weren't for buying an area that is immoral, I would be all-inclusive."

Ying Baiwu frowned and didn't like the waste of small purse.

Li Ziqi took out six photo-taking stones and distributed them. By the way, he said: "When the teacher comes on stage, remember to take a picture of the teacher's appearance. By the way, if it is an important rookie, take it too!"

"How do I know which candidate is a better rookie?"

Zheng Hao asked, and then saw that Li Ziqi took out several stacks of materials after sending out the photo stones: "Hey, it's all on it."

Zheng Hao took it, looked through it, and found that every page was a candidate's information, and beside the name, there was a bust.

You can't make a mistake.

"..."

Zhang Yanzong is speechless, do you want to be so hard?

"It's nice to have money!"

Zheng Hao sighs, everything can be bought!

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

Tantaiyutang turned over the information: "Do you think you can use the information if you buy it from someone else? It's wrong, I have to fix it!"

Bing Yangzi knows that the busiest person these days is actually Li Ziqi. Apart from staying with Sun Mo, she spends the rest of her time collecting intelligence on competitors.

"Well, the battle is about to begin, sit down quickly!"

Lu Zhiruo sat down and saw that the others hadn't moved, so he urged that he missed the teacher's game, but he will regret it all his life.

Next, Mugua Niang opened the small backpack, took out a big watermelon, and then pointed it into a knife and chopped it on it.

Crack!

The watermelon was broken into two halves, with green skin and red flesh. The sand was sweet and delicious. Of course, the most important thing was that the cut was neat.

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

"Who wants to eat?"

The papaya mother shared the food, and then said: "I still have Dao Kee cakes in my bag. Whoever wants to eat it, take it yourself!"

"..."

The people around are dumbfounded. What are you doing here? Actually prepared a big watermelon? Isn't it too big-hearted?

"Can you still eat on this occasion?"

Zheng Hao felt that Lu Zhiruo was heartless, anyway, he was nervous and had no appetite.

"Why can't I eat it?"

Lu Zhiruo blinked: "Oh, I see, are you worried about the teacher losing the ranking? It's impossible, the teacher won!"

The Papaya Niang's voice was not high or low, but the students on the right heard her, frowning involuntarily.

"Who is this, so arrogant!"

"Sure win? Is it Bai Shuang's personal biography?"

"What nonsense? Bai Shuang's personal biography is a thin and tall boy! Besides, even Bai Shuang can't guarantee a steady win!"

The students talked a lot.

"I am not arrogant, but the teacher is great!"

Lu Zhiruo explained.

"Isn't this arrogance? What is your teacher's name? How do we see if he will lose?"

They are all young people, and they all worship their own mentors, so at this time, no one accepts defeat.

"Zhiruo!"

Li Ziqi dissuaded him and showed the demeanor of a big sister: "Don't make a noise, it will shame the teacher."

"Oh!"

The papaya lady was very obedient, and she immediately sat down in distress and greeted the juniors and sisters: "Eat melon!"

"What is your teacher's name? What do you mean?"

Some people don’t think it’s a big deal.

"Junior Brother Xuanyuan, leave it to you."

Li Ziqi ordered that these people are so noisy.

Chun!

Xuanyuan Po, who wanted to do it a long time ago, stood up fiercely, and his sharp eyes fell on the face of the boy who was talking: "Want to know the teacher's name? Go out and fight with me. If you win, I will tell you!"

The look of the boy being stared at became stiff. He and this man, a tall boy, were separated by more than 30 meters, and there were also famous students and teachers entering the venue. The figure was full of movements. He could actually be precise Find yourself, it's a bit awesome!

"What are you in a daze? Let's go!"

Xuanyuan Po urged, he had already left his seat with Zhang Er's silver spear.

Not only the boys, but also other students nearby, looked over.

No way, Xuanyuanpo is too eye-catching. He is very tall, extremely strong, tall and straight, standing there, like a silver spear ready to be pierced at any time, giving others a great oppression sense.

The most palpitating thing is Xuanyuanpo's eyes, lawless, unscrupulous, and full of warlike desires.

Like a fighting beast!

"The game is about to start, I don't bother to care about you!"

The boy showed disdain, but his heart shrank. This kind of person is definitely going to participate in the hand-to-hand combat, right? I hope that when the time comes, don't run into it in the first game.

"嘁!"

Xuanyuanpo was depressed and couldn't finish the fight, but he was not reconciled, so he looked around again: "Who is going to fight and warm up?"

No one spoke up.

Li Ziqi's eyes lit up, and he discovered Xuanyuan Po's new role. He can be a hound dog and can calm many people.

"No more fights, sit down!"

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

Gui Jiarong sat not far away, watching all of this with playful eyes, and finally fell on Xuanyuanpo's body. Tsk, this toy looks so sturdy, should I have more fun?

Huh!

Jiang Leng felt uncomfortable, turned his head, and met Gui Jiarong's gaze, and then narrowed his eyes.

Yeah!

This is also good!

Gui Jiarong groped his chin, wishing to play immediately.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Zhiruo reached out 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 look when he was in the manor.

That is a companion who likes to abuse cats the most. Every time he catches a wild cat, he will show that kind of look.

……

The Examiner Team of the Holy Gate has always been vigorous and vigorous. There was no opening speech. The chief examiner, held by Tong Yiming, took the stage and directly announced the start of the battle of the famous teachers.

After the first round, most of the weak have been eliminated, so the current fighting, almost all of them are of equal strength, and they look better.

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

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

In Game 26, it was Sun Mo's turn.

"No. 178, Sun Mo, No. 239, Mao Fang, please come on stage with two people."

Tong Yiming's voice hasn't died yet, and there was a burst of noise throughout the fighting hall, and finally waited until Sun Mo came out!

This is a celebrity!

Those audience members who were originally bored were all excited at this time and stared at the ring.

"Abstaining, falling out of the ring, coma, etc., as a result of losing the ability to fight again, it is judged as a loss!"

Tong Yiming once again emphasized the rules.

The ring is one foot off the ground, about the size of half a football field, which is quite open.

Mao Fang grabbed his bald head and smiled with excitement. He actually met Sun Mo. That's good. This time I don't want to be famous.

Sun Mo’s battle yesterday, Mao Fang saw that he was very strong, but he was still not enough to look at himself. After all, he was the third level of divine power, stabilized his head, and he was practicing Buddha's compassionate hand, the highest grade of heaven. Of exercises.

"Hmph, isn't your name Sun Hei Dog? See how I hammer your dog's head!"

Mao Fang made a vertical leap, jumped onto the ring, and then clasped his fists in salute.

"Mao Fang, triple divine power, please advise!"

"By the way, by the way, what I practice is the Heavenly Supreme Grade exercise!"

After finishing speaking, Mao Fang looked into Sun Mo's eyes with confidence, haha, he was pretending to be calm, in his heart, he was afraid that he was already panicked?

"Well, after winning Sun Mo, my reputation will definitely increase. Then, there will definitely be a beautiful teacher who will invite me to dinner, right?"

Mao Fang scratched the area of ​​bald spot, a little itchy and rich in inner drama.

Sun Mo held the ceremony.

"Sun Mo, the triple divine power realm, please advise!"

Hey!

Mao Fang’s inner drama came to an abrupt end, his confident expression turned into a sluggish expression, and he subconsciously asked: "Aren’t you the Divine Power Realm Dual Layer yesterday?"

"Yes!"

Sun Mo nodded.

"Uh!"

Mao Fang is dumb, you are rising too fast, right? But then I comforted myself again, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if the rank is the same, I have more experience, uh, or a lot, but my practice is definitely better than him.

"By the way, by the way, what I practice is a holy masterpiece!"

Sun Mo imitated Mao Fang's tone and added another sentence.

Haha!

There was a roar of laughter in the audience. This Mao Fang is interesting, what age is it, and he played this kind of clumsy psychological warfare, but he was ridiculed by others.

"Hehe, I don't believe it, you are the Chinese cabbage technique for the saint-level masterpiece, you can learn it if you want to learn it?"

Mao Fang comforted himself, but on his face, he couldn't help crying in mourning, Nima, I'm going to have a cold! What is said to be one level higher? What about level suppression of good exercises?

Am I taking the wrong script?

"Hurry up!"

The examiner urged.

"Please!"

Sun Mo pulled out the wooden knife.

"Mao Fang, don't panic."

Mao Fang took a deep breath~IndoMTL.com~ cheered himself up: "Stay steady, I can win, ah!"

The next moment, Mao Fang yelled and rolled out. There was no way, Sun Mo rushed forward and cut out with a single knife. The shadows of the sword rolled in front of him.

Buddha's great compassion, suppression, ah!

Just as Mao Fang stretched out his hand, he was stabbed with a wooden knife, and he almost burst into tears because of the pain.

Sun Mo used all the time, Hengsha, no trace, strong and fierce attacks, wooden knives rushed on Mao Fang's body intensively, without stopping.

I have to say that the Buddha of Mao’s compassionate hands practiced small accomplishments, and when a layer of golden light was wrapped in his palms, he could actually resist Sun Mo's moves.

"Have a chance!"

Mao Fang started to become confident again, but he didn’t know that after Sun Mo’s wooden knife hit his hands, although it did not cause harm, there were sheets of paper after another, as if Mario topped a box. The mushroom that popped out of it, dinged out, suspended in the air.

In a short while, there were more than thirty.