Wang Zihao, the self-proclaimed super genius youth and the winner of the Thousand Provinces Double Champion, only lasted nine seconds in the hands of Mo Lin, a First-Class Warrior.
They were both First-Grade Warriors, but why was there such a huge gap between them?
"Thank you for showing mercy, Teacher!"
At this moment, Wang Zihao no longer had his previous arrogance. He looked at Mo Lin with a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
They were both Level 1 Warriors, yet they couldn't even last ten seconds. This caused Wang Zihao's originally proud heart to instantly fall to the bottom of the valley.
"Hehe…Little fellows, let's attack together! If you guys don't go, then I'll go!”
It seemed that Mo Lin was already addicted to it.
His hands slowly rubbed and his neck twisted, making cracking sounds!
"Everyone, attack together. Have you forgotten your pride? "Among our peers, we're the best. He's a teacher and has studied martial arts for countless years. Moreover, he's something that young fellows like us who have just come into contact with martial arts can compare to.”
"If quality is not good enough, we can only use quantity to make up for the gap between us. Everyone, let's attack together!”
At this moment, Wang Zihao was not willing to lie on the ground and rest. Instead, he slowly got up and looked at Mo Lin coldly.
Slightly surprised, Mo Lin looked at Wang Zihao's eyes and nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that this little guy's double top scorer title was not undeserved!
Perhaps Wang Zihao was right. In a situation where quality was not good, quantity might be the only solution. However, was that really the case?
……
On the other side, Mao Yi was sitting under the street lamp beside the field in boredom, as if he didn't know that his class was currently having actual combat training with Instructor Mo Lin.
After five minutes, Mao Yi already had the desire to sleep. That slowly nodding head was the best proof.
"Aiyo, teacher is indeed a teacher. With just the strength of a Level-1 Warrior, so many of us can't get close to him. No, I'm not convinced today. I must prove to teacher that we can't underestimate him.”
"Eh, Mao Yi, are you sleeping?"
Xiong Li knew that Mao Yi's eyes had not recovered. It was not strange that he could sit by the field to rest. But sleeping, what was going on?
" Ah? Big Bear, is class over?"
? Suddenly being woken up, Mao Yi asked doubtfully.
At this moment, Xiong Li really did not know how to express his feelings. Was it anger?
No, he couldn't get angry. It was understandable that Mao Yi didn't go up.
However, this fellow was actually sitting at the side and dozing off while they were fighting with their teachers. Uncle could tolerate it, but Aunt could not!
"Brat, do you think you can use your eyes as an excuse to not participate in the training? If you don't participate in the training, you will be eliminated in a month. Get up and go over!”
Before Mao Yi could react, his body had already been lifted up by Xiong Li and thrown towards the center of the chaotic battle.
Frowning slightly, Mo Lin looked at Mao Yi who was flying over quickly. He quickly reached out his hand, wanting to pick Mao Yi up and put him on the ground. However, before Mo Lin's hand could touch Mao Yi, Mao Yi's body flipped in the air and landed steadily on the ground.
There wasn't a trace of excess strength. It was just right. It was as if he had grasped his strength to the extreme. If I could only use 30% of my strength, I definitely wouldn't use a single bit more.
"Thank you, Director Mo, thank you, Director Mo! Otherwise, the kid would have to lie in bed for a month or two!”
What made Mo Lin even more puzzled was that the first thing Mao Yi did was to thank him, as if he was hiding something.
……
On the other side, in a tall building, Fang Yunling and Fang Lin were looking at the sports field where Class One was located. Unlike Fang Yunling's gentle smile, Fang Lin was looking at Mao Yi on the sports field with a face full of anger.
"Hehe…Are you willing to go down? Then let me see what kind of ability the person Chen Xuan chose has? Lin Lin, what do you think of Mao Yi?”
Perhaps it was because Fang Yunling's words changed so quickly that Fang Lin could not react in time.
"What? Aunt, are you talking about Mao Yi? It was just so-so, not too ugly! It was just that his aptitude was a little too poor. He even needed his aunt's help to enter the Divine College!”
Pouting, Fang Lin had no idea what Fang Yunling was asking.
"Aptitude? Haha…Lin Lin, when you first entered the academy, how long did you last against your teacher? If I remember correctly, you only lasted for nine seconds!”
"Let me put it this way. Nine seconds is a rule that was set up specifically to combat the arrogance of rookies. Ever since this rule was established a hundred years ago, there has never been a freshman who could last more than ten seconds in the hands of a mentor. Even if they were warriors of the same level, the difference was like heaven and earth.”
"Lin Lin, if I marry you to that kid Mao Yi, what do you think? Although he was not very handsome, he was still presentable, right?”Fang Yunling's casual words struck Fang Lin's head like lightning.
At this moment, Fang Lin felt thousands of bees, no, tens of thousands of bees buzzing around her ears.
Betrothed to Mao Yi? At this moment, Fang Lin finally understood why Fang Yunling had called her out even though she was in class.
"Aunt, you said that you wouldn't make decisions for me. Besides, you know that the man in my heart, although I don't expect him to be very handsome, he should at least be presentable.”
"But the most important thing is that martial arts cultivation and cultivation are the most crucial existences. Look, with Mao Yi's talent, he might be eliminated from class one in a month!”
Pouting her lips, the current Fang Lin hated this pervert Mao Yi to the core.
"Hehe…Is that so? I only suggested it, I didn't say it had to be like this! Alright, let's continue watching. The show is about to begin!”
Fang Yunling seemed to have known that Fang Lin would object to her decision. She did not care about what she said. Instead, she smiled and looked at the field where Class One was.
……
Looking at Mao Yi who was about to leave, Mo Lin's eyes carried a trace of interest. He had thought that this little guy would make a move, but he hadn't expected him to be so reserved.
No, as his student, how could he leave and come as he pleased?
"Mao Yi, I told you about the actual combat training, but all the students have to participate. Why are you hiding on the other side? Could it be that you're not from class one?"
Looking at Mao Yi's figure that was about to turn around and leave, Mo Lin's voice carried a mocking tone.
Turning to look at Mo Lin, Mao Yi was speechless. To be honest, he really didn't want to fight Mo Lin.
If he fought with him, he would have to use his full strength. If that was the case, how could he trick Wang Zihao?
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