My voice is small, but I can't resist the fact that there are people who understand lip reading.

"It shouldn't be, that's not right. Did the master make a mistake? In fact, the real [outstanding disciple] is Sanji, not Suolang, who is just mediocre in his studies."

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Old monk, if you can't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!

Ordinary?

If I am mediocre, what do the other four mean to me!

Pig?

If Solang is the academic master, Sangji is the academic god.

Then the remaining four can only be said to be bad academics, with terrible results.

At the end of the day, my mind was muddled, and I stuttered about asking questions. The previous verse was clearly explained in detail, so I just broke it into pieces, crushed it, chewed it into paste, and put it in my mouth. In the end, four people competed with each other for "genius", so they didn't ask.

Just one sentence: No.

"No, if you continue, maybe everyone will use all their energy on Sanchi. But I will not be able to be further cultivated."

"Tap tap tap"

There were footsteps behind him and he turned to look.

I saw Sanji coming back from outside, looking at Suolang's gaze, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be sarcastic.

Is the name of an outstanding disciple useful?

Easy to use!

The resources and treatment are far beyond what those who have been eliminated can match.

However, once you are compared with others, there may be some gossip in the temple.

It is true that there were 100,000 ringings of the head in the ceremony and the feat of blessing nearly 50,000 people, but as time goes by, the above deeds will slowly fade away.

As for Sanchi, who has suddenly risen to prominence, his deeds will spread little by little.

When the time comes, he will be the passive one to congratulate someone.

'Damn it!'

If it weren't for Bufa Temple being a dragon's den and a tiger's den, I would have assassinated you tonight and called you a fool. Didn't you know that the first rafter will die first?

'No, I have to counterattack!!'

Is he someone who just sits back and waits for death?

If it weren't for the smile on Sanchi's lips, he might have waited until tomorrow to fight back.

But, you see me actually smiling?

"Bang!"

With one punch, Sanji was knocked down. It was really a good memory of the fist and kick skills in the screening ceremony.

Immediately afterwards, under the mental suggestion, Solang rode on Sanji and fired his bow from left to right. Along with the fists falling like raindrops, there were also flying and bloody teeth.

The sutra-reading monk looked confused at first, but after a while he came to his senses. He suddenly jumped up from the futon, rushed forward with a roar, and forcibly separated the two people.

"Return!"

As soon as these two words were spoken, the world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly retreated.

The sutra-reading monk returned to the futon, and the scene moved from the Lakang Hall to the room of outstanding disciples, and then from the room of outstanding disciples to the main hall where the ceremony was celebrated. All the people who went back to their respective homes returned.

Until, back to the screening ceremony.

So, He Zhao performed a fist and kick show for the guests, beating Sanji and others to a pulp.

laugh?

I make you laugh!

Laugh at you uncle!!

The host and others looked at the five gifted children who were all brutally knocked down, dumbfounded.

They ate sweets and pastries, drank highland barley wine, held butter lamps, and played the gilded conch inlaid with precious stones. After finishing a Sanskrit song, they sat cross-legged and began to recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra.

Next, the leader and others were tortured again, which lasted for eighteen days, which was considered a torture.

After the celebration, he was served by young monks to the Lakang Hall the next day.

'Archive!'

Thinking silently in his heart, the light point representing the screening ceremony shattered and re-condensed into a brand new save point.

Later, the great monk Bechava began to teach.

The only difference compared to the last time he returned is that this time the person who can draw inferences from one instance and have quick thinking and is known as the god of learning is Suo Lang, who has been awarded the title of "Outstanding Disciple".

Every time Sanchi planned to speak, the hateful child who robbed him of his honorary title would speak first.

What’s puzzling is why every time the other party speaks, everything he says is what he planned to say?

The great monk who is responsible for imparting knowledge laughs heartily in every conversation.

If the outstanding disciple had not inherited the position of the master of Bufa Temple, the sutra-reading monk would have wanted to run to the current master's room and beg him to assign Suolang to his subordinates and become a disciple who would always be by his side.

In short, a knowledgeable teacher would be very happy to meet a talented student.

Sanji, who was robbed of his words, seemed a bit ordinary to the great monk.

So, when get out of class was over and the six of them were allowed to relax, Bechava started mumbling to herself again.

"Alas! The skin is good, but the wisdom cannot be revealed through the face. Suo Lang is indeed an outstanding disciple. He has a perseverance and wisdom that is unique among all. What a good disciple and what a good successor.

Yeah, why isn’t it mine?”

Sanji heard every word, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him with a knife.

As for how you heard it?

He can't read lips, but he can't stand someone who understands.

What's even more disturbing is that a certain shameless and murderous bastard read out each word, and it was clearly transmitted to Sangji's ears.

And our Sanchi's mentality suddenly collapsed.

The day's teaching was officially over. Bechawa looked at the six little ones and asked them what they thought.

It was Sanchi's turn and he had only one sentence.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm living in Solang's shadow. Everything he says are all my words."

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Chapter completed!