When the fist hit Qian Ya's nose, although it was weak and weak, the scene was terrifying for some reason.

The next moment, Prison Ya opened his mouth wide, and everyone's eyes widened: "Not good!"

Someone even shouted, but the next moment, Qian Ya yawned, and the strong wind directly blew Zhou Mo's limp body like a cannonball against the wall under the stage.

A mouthful of blood was spat out. Everyone suddenly stood up when they saw this scene, wanting to see how Zhou Mo was doing, but Xiang Ning immediately stepped in front of Zhou Mo.

Good guy, no matter how strong Qingya is, it is impossible to blow a sixth-level strongman to this level with just one yawn. It seems that the psychological pressure is a bit high, making him feel uncomfortable without spitting it out.

"What, how does it feel?"

"Haha, it's comfortable." Zhou Mo chuckled. Under Xiang Ning's continuous input of spiritual energy, Zhou Mo suddenly became energetic. Then he looked at Xiang Ning and said, "It seems that I won the bet."

Xiang Ning raised the corner of his mouth and snapped his fingers. The scene just now appeared on the big screen in the martial arts field. Zhou Mo's face immediately fell. He obviously thought he was super brave, but looking at the scene where he was so frightened that he was beaten

The scene of the cotton fist made him blush immediately.

"Haha, that's pretty good. I'm telling you now, remember now!" Xiang Ning laughed one second and became serious the next.

Zhou Mo was also treated so hard that he couldn't react.

But the next second, Xiang Ning began to speak: "The Zhou Tian reflux starts with three points, the three points of the reverse hand can be opened, the foot points have seven points of strength, and the waist top is ten points successful..."

Zhou Mo listened to Xiang Ning's slow narration, stopped talking nonsense, and tried his best to remember it. For a full minute, what Xiang Ning said made him widen his eyes. They were all his own problems, and he even gave some advice.

He gained his martial arts skills.

"You...how do you know my martial arts skills?"

"You're kidding, I'm a teacher. Even if you don't use it, I still know your martial arts. If you go back and learn it, it will be enough for you to break through and reach the top." Xiang Ning patted his shoulder.

This time, Zhou Mona was really convinced.

"But this...at most can make me become a strong person of the same level, and break through to the next level faster. What you said can make me surpass the level is the same as the students of the Egyptian Defense Line you mentioned." Zhou Mo looked at it.

Xiang Ning.

Xiang Ning's cheek twitched and he slapped him on the head: "Is that something you can teach casually? But you are enough to directly fight the ninth-level beast. When you encounter the seventh-level beast, you at least dare to take action."

"Then can I kill it?"

"It will make your death more dignified."

Zhou Mo: "·······"

"Okay, okay, I remember you. Now go back. Don't tell anyone else what I told you. Do you understand?"

"I understand, teacher!" Zhou Mo knew that the person in front of him was indeed not a simple person. He smiled naively and trotted back to the stands. Due to the perspective problem, the students did not know what was going on below.

Everyone became curious when they saw Zhou Mo rushing up with a red face, completely unlike the pale look he had before.

Everyone can tell that the other person's temperament seems to have changed, but the change is there and cannot be seen.

But at least, I'm afraid I got some benefits.

Some people who knew him also came up to ask if everything was okay.

Zhou Mo shook his head and said he was fine, then closed his eyes directly in front of everyone, leaving everyone confused. Fortunately, Xiang Xiaoyu came over and said: "He is comprehending now, don't disturb him, seriously."

Attend class."

The other students listened to Xiang Xiaoyu's words and immediately sat down obediently. Because of Zhou Mo's changes, they felt a little shaken. Is this teacher really capable? Otherwise, Teacher Xiang Xiaoyu would not accompany someone like this.

Around?

"Ahem." A student made a secret signal, and then they poured into a Xiang Xiaoyu support club of their own.

"I think we should know ourselves and the enemy. If we want to defeat the enemy, we must first understand the enemy."

"Yes, I think there is something about this teacher... ah no, a bit evil, you can observe it first."

"Yes, I think so too."

And when everyone wanted to see what Xiang Ning would do next.

"Okay, will the next student try the method that Zhou Mo just taught? It's absolutely effective." Xiang Ning smiled.

Perhaps because of lessons learned from the past, or perhaps because they wanted to see Zhou Mo's effect, no one came forward. Wu Ziyan wanted to, but Xiang Xi on the side pulled her, making her think that Xiang Xi was worried about her comfort and was still moved.

For a moment.

"I don't have a problem. From the looks of this teacher, he won't hurt us students. I want to become stronger."

Xiang Xi shook his head and said, "Don't go."

"Why?"

Xiang Xi doesn't know how to explain it. Could it be that he is my father and he is choosing someone now?

Seeing Xiang Xi not answering and looking a little embarrassed, Wu Ziyan smiled and looked at the people around her. No one noticed them. She quickly kissed Xiang Xi on the face: "This time, I

Just listen to you."

Xiang Xi was a little confused when he was kissed inexplicably, but what did it matter? It was all in vain, Xiang Xi giggled.

Xiang Ning pretended to look at his watch, and then said: "Since no one comes up and wants to see the effect of Zhou Mo, then we will wait."

As he said that, Xiang Ning actually took out his cell phone and looked at it in front of everyone.

Xiang Xiaoyu was a little dumbfounded, but what else could he say? After all, this was Xiang Ning's class. His classes always had profound meanings. He had heard about it as early as when Xiang Ning established an academy outside the territory to train strong people.

I have seen Xiang Ning’s weird teaching method, and now it seems that it is indeed well-deserved.

Maybe it's because Zhou Mo has good talent and can comprehend quickly, or maybe because his talent is not that good and he has few insights, he didn't spend much time before quitting the insights.

"It seems to be well."

Xiang Ning put away her phone and looked at Zhou Mo.

The person closest to him immediately asked: "How are you, Zhou Mo? How do you feel?"

"Wang Jiajun, I've tolerated you for a long time, come here and fight with me!" Zhou Mo suddenly stood up and faced the person diagonally opposite. The person who was stopped stood up with a sneer: "Why?

, do you think you can do it again?"

Seeing this, Xiang Ning smiled and said, "Okay, that's it for today's class. See you next time."

After saying that, Xiang Ning patted his butt and walked directly out of the dance venue, with Qian Ya following behind.

Many students were immediately confused as to what kind of operation this was. They looked at the time and saw that only forty or fifty minutes had passed. How long had it been? One class lasted an hour and a half.

And at this juncture, is it because he is afraid that Zhou Mo will lose the battle and embarrass himself and run away now?

No matter what the students thought, Xiang Ning had left, but they couldn't let go of the battle between Zhou Mo and Wang Jiajun. Rather than looking for Xiang Ning, they wanted to see their previous battle and see where Zhou Mo came from.
Chapter completed!