Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 627: 2nd No. 1

"Brother Jiang, long time no see!"

　　

　　 Li Zhuifeng from Yushu Linfeng, dressed in a white coat, looks handsome.

　　

　　"Chasing the wind?"

　　

　　Jiang was cold by accident. Soon, the expression on the face of a dead person revealed a look of joy. After a few years, seeing his childhood partner again made him overjoyed.

　　

　　 "How is it? I didn't expect it?"

　　

　　 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, but just casual teasing.

　　

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

　　

　　 Li Zhufeng’s attitude has explained everything.

　　

　　 "Old...Is Dean Bai also here?"

　　

　　 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 past, anxiously breaking the audience.

　　

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

　　

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

　　

　　 "It's 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, give gifts and fight!"

　　

　　 Tong urged.

　　

　　"Li Zhuifeng, please!"

　　

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

　　

　　唰! Huh! Huh!

　　

　　 slashed down with a long sword, like a splash of ink, cool and freehand.

　　

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

　　

　　 "Huh!"

　　

　　 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 actively.

　　

　　 "What's the matter? What about your fast attack? Let me see it!"

　　

　　 Lee chased the wind and floated around, his swords were pierced or cut, 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 the 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!

　　

　　 a series of sword air roared 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 and 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 teenage years, many cultivators pursued powerful and powerful techniques and sought to develop a powerful physique. In the eyes of some high-star masters, this is somewhat inferior.

　　

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

　　

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

　　

　　 "The atmosphere seems to have become serious?"

　　

　　 Zhang Yanzong was surprised that the big guys on the referee's bench 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 watch fights and find excitement!"

　　

　　"A few people look at ideas and connotations!"

　　

　　 Gu Xiuxun explained.

　　

　　"How many mean?"

　　

　　 Zhang Yanzong is puzzled.

　　

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

　　

　　 Gu Xiuxun also has a few brushes: "For example, some fighting is just a limerick, you can 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 off the ring.

　　

　　 Wow!

　　

The scene of 　　 caused an uproar among many viewers. What are they 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 Zhuifeng evilly smiled, and many girls screamed.

　　

　　 Sun Mo frowned slightly, activating God's Insight.

　　

　　 Li Zhuifeng, thirteen years old.

　　

　　 potential value, extremely high!

　　

　　 Remarks, the genius among the geniuses is one of a thousand aptitudes. 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.

　　

　　Note, don’t try to find his shortcomings, because he has no shortcomings.

　　

　　 "Teacher, Dean Bai may be here!"

　　

　　 Jiang came back cold, and he reminded him in a low voice.

　　

　　 "Hmm!"

　　

　　Sun Mo patted Jiang Leng on the shoulder: "Don't worry, there is me for 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?"

　　

　　The white coat of arms is sitting by the lake, with a charcoal pen in his hand, drawing a spiritual pattern.

　　

　　"It's very strong. The damaged spirit patterns on his body should have been repaired."

　　

　　 Li chased the wind back.

　　

　　 "Oh!"

　　

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

　　

　　 It seems that the biggest gain of coming to Xiling City this time is not to complete the testing process 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, she won Baiwu and took the stage, but her opponent Wu Guang complained before Tong Yiming announced the start of the game.

　　

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

　　

　　 Takehiro’s voice is loud, and he still speaks toward the stands with a depressed look, in order to gain sympathy.

　　

　　He doesn't want to win Bai Wu's melee battle with him, he just wants her to change the weapon, otherwise he really has no chance of winning.

　　

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

　　

　　 "Okay, then I will change a bow!"

　　

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

　　

　　"How many crossbows do you use?"

　　

　　 Tong Yiming asked and looked at Ying Baiwu with a smile. He liked the temperament of this girl.

　　

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

　　

　　 It doesn’t matter if you win Baiwu.

　　

　　 "Huh?"

　　

　　 Takehiro was stunned. He thought 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. People 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 passed a longbow with horns.

　　

　　 "Do you want to check it?"

　　

　　 Tong asked.

　　

　　 "No need! No need!"

　　

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

　　

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

　　

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

　　

　　 Takehiro’s direct teacher shouted, and in this way, he put pressure on Ying Baiwu, but it’s a pity that 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 surprised 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 wielded 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 keep regressing~ IndoMTL.com~ After receiving this wave of attacks, he saw that the longbow of Win Baiwu had appeared. Six arrows!

　　

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

　　

　　 How does this make me win?

　　

　　"Abstain! We abstain!"

　　

　　 Takehiro’s personal 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, his face flushed.

　　

　　 Pop!

　　

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

　　

　　"Hey, your archery is a holy grade, right? Medium grade?"

　　

　　 Takehiro is curious.

　　

　　 "It's a holy gem!"

　　

　　Ying Baiwu frowned slightly, and didn't like the teacher's technique being 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.