Absolute Great Teacher

"Get up first!"

The boy in front of him was acquainted with Sun.

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

In the second game three months later, the two ran into each other again.

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

But 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 losses, he has become a laughingstock.

The first defeat can still be said 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 be perfunctory because of Qi Shengjia. After all, that person also made him face.

"stand up!"

Sun Mo's tone increased: "You are young, don't have so much gloomy 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 for 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, then defeat the honest people, and find them again What face?

"teacher!"

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

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

Sun Mo turned around and left.

"teacher!"

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

Regardless of whether 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 be slow?

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

Sun Mo ordered.

"Yes...yes!"

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.

That's it!

I am 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.

Snapped!

Peng Wanli stood up straight, not daring to move!

"The students are here!"

"The eighteen palms of the Arhat means that the body is like an Arhat, with the hand of strength, to cut down evil karma, eliminate sins, and bring down the dragon and the tiger, so that there is no more injustice in the world!"

Sun Mo's tone was serious: "You are not firm in your mind and your punches are 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 were like stars in the night sky, deep, bright, charming, and revealing a breath of determination.

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

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

"The important thing is, the punch I want to hit at the moment!"

Sun Mo's heart-warming words also broke out.

A golden light radiated with Sun Mo as the center.

All the commotion immediately sounded 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 trace 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 that he was not.

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

At the age of sixteen, he has exercised seven layers of body, and cultivated Luohan with eighteen palms.

Strength 9, the best among peers.

Intelligence 5, average value, enough.

Agile 7, for you, is not a strong point, 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.

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

To put it bluntly, it is mediocre qualifications.

When he first entered the school, Peng Wanli was precocious, intelligent, and hardworking, so his strength improved very 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 matter of talent, there is no way.

The talent of an honest person is not good enough, but he worked hard enough, and his daily practice time was twice that of Peng Wanli. In addition, Sun Mo used ancient massage techniques and spring water giant medicine package to help him regulate his body, and he was full of spiritual energy. Cultivating in the Temple of the King of Wind, only then won Peng Wanli.

But even so, Qi Shengjia faced Xuanyuanpo, and he was completely tortured, and even he might not be able to beat Ying Baiwu.

There is indeed room for improvement in Peng Wanli's eighteen palms, but even if he finally reaches the point of superb training, what is the use?

Where is the ceiling!

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

"What is your ideal?"

Sun Mo changed the subject.

"ideal?"

Peng Wanli whispered: "Enter the fighting hall?"

"That's just a 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 at Zhongzhou Academy, he went to the exam, passed the exam by accident, and then came to school. Up.

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

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

Sun Mo asked with a smile, slowing down his tone.

"Come, come and sit down!"

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 inherit the family, but this is too vulgar, how can he dare to say it.

"Let me ask another 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 there was no way to solve the problem fundamentally.

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

What is obsession?

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

"Forge a peerless sword!"

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

Until now, he would often dream of that sword!

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

"As for me, there are 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 method, 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. How easy was it to find a new exercise? Moreover, he has practiced this Arhat Eighteen Palms for more than four years, so he just gave up, how can he count the wasted time?

Speaking of it, Peng Wanli was lucky, because a one-star master taught him to choose this hand, otherwise he would definitely practice swords according to his preferences, so he wouldn’t even be able to even half his current strength. Yes, maybe I left school early.

"The second thing is to put aside the practice first, go to the Refining Department of Zhongzhou Academy, and learn to 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. In case he lays hands on the lower-grade freshmen, he won't be able to save his face.

"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!"

"what?"

Peng Wanli's eyes were dull, which meant several things.

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

Sun Mo explained: "Can you do it?"

"This... how can this be?"

Peng Wanli stammered, but that 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, igniting his dream of sword making. .

"To shut up!"

"Answer me~www.wuxiaspot.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 repeatedly questioned.

The students around, hearing this, couldn't help but exclaim.

"Heaven-level cultivation technique? This guy has earned it!"

"Does this still need to be considered? It must be a selection of exercises!"

"Don't talk about ten thousand taels of silver, it's ten thousand taels of gold. In front of the Heavenly Grade Cultivation Technique, it's a shit!"

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

Teacher Sun Mo, really good to talk!

Ding!

The total favorability from students is +500.