"Our Dazhongzhou is already a second-class prestigious school!"

Lu Zhiruo, who had been watching, was very unhappy with these people's attitude of looking down on her school, and immediately bitten people like a little loyal dog.

"And my teacher is the Lingzhun Master, so he must be better than you."

"Class B?"

A short fat man joked: "Listening to your tone, people who don't know better would think you are one of the nine great masters. By the way, a quasi-grandmaster of spiritual patterns? Who made you? You?"

Ha ha!

Many people laughed.

You say Sun Mo is great, and everyone admits that anyone who can come here must have some skills, but you say he is a quasi-grandmaster?

Please talk in your sleep after you fall asleep.

Who among you is not a master?

Therefore, they understand better how difficult it is to become a master. Some famous teachers spend their whole lives unable to reach this height.

How old is this young man?

"If he is a quasi-grandmaster, then I admit that I will live like a dog all my life."

The short fat guy has a lot of squirting power.

He has been here for seven years and has never touched a woman. He can only make soy milk by himself, isn't it just to break through the bottleneck?

As a result, a young man went upstairs and after looking at it for half an hour, he said he had discovered a secret. Who was this slap in the face?

My literary station doesn’t want to lose face!

He is truly a man who seeks fame and reputation.

It's a pity that I don't know how to use words, otherwise I will kill you.

"you……"

Papaya Girl was furious and wanted to fight back, but Sun Mo raised his hand to stop her.

"May I ask your name?"

Sun Mo stood tall and tall, with his right hand behind his waist, looking at the short fat man calmly.

"I don't want to change my name when I go, I don't want to change my surname when I sit down, I will stay at Changling Wentai!"

The short fat man sneered: "What? Want to compete?"

"You can't even use the bone-strengthening and muscle-strengthening spirit patterns, so what qualifications do you have to make such nonsense here?"

Sun Mo started spraying.

He doesn't have the temperament to suffer losses in the first place, and what's more, he brought all the Calabash Boys out this time, so he can't lose any face.

"Well!"

Hearing Sun Mo's words, Wentai's expression changed, and he began to murmur in his heart.

How did he know?

When Wentai was a child, he was a little chubby and short. In order to grow taller and become more handsome, he secretly tattooed spiritual patterns that stimulate bone growth on his legs.

In the first six months, the effect was very good, but as time went by, Wentai's lack of self-discipline and addiction to food harmed him. In addition, he was not yet proficient in the drawing of spiritual patterns, so the spiritual patterns deformed, causing his legs to become deformed.

It is deformed and appears in a ring shape.

In order to cover up this shortcoming, Wentai always made his teacher's uniform very baggy.

"Of course, you can say that this was a mistake made by youth and ignorance, so why not make up for it now?"

Sun Mo sneered.

"Ha, you really don't understand anything. Do you think it's so easy to repair spiritual patterns?"

Wentai despised: "Because the spirit pattern cannot be eliminated, it is necessary to add or remove the original spirit pattern. This requires extremely advanced skills to do it."

"Those who have such skills are at least at the quasi-grandmaster level."

"I can!"

Sun Mo smiled slightly.

"fart!"

When Wentai opened his mouth, he sprayed: "There are not many people in this manor who can do it."

After saying this, Wentai realized that his words had offended people and quickly apologized to Cui Shun'en.

Cui Shun'en didn't say anything, but he had already decided to drive this guy away tomorrow.

I don't like people who can't speak.

But he was right. If it were so easy to modify the spirit patterns, the manor wouldn't have to discard so many experimental subjects.

"Kneel down now and beg my teacher. Maybe he will be in a good mood and help you treat those bow legs."

Li Ziqi is here.

"Are all the disciples you teach so arrogant, rude, and arrogant?"

Wen Tai sarcasm.

"I'll call Junior Brother Jiang over and let you take a look!"

Lu Zhiruo snorted towards the Wen Tai, turned around and ran away.

"If my teacher can do it, what will you do?"

Li Ziqi asked.

"Can I apologize to him?"

Wentai rolled his eyes.

"The kind that kneels down and kowtows three times?"

Xiao Hebao smiled slyly.

"Nine will do, but if he can't do it, he'll have to kowtow to me three times."

Wentai haha.

"no problem."

"Why don't you ask your teacher if he's panic?"

Wen Tai sneered.

"For this little matter, I can make the decision for the teacher."

Li Ziqi took a sneak look at Sun Mo and found that he didn't blame him, so she breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

"boring!"

Cui Shun'en shook his head and prepared to leave. He didn't even bother to care about this kind of conflict.

"Teacher, please stay and bear witness later!"

Li Ziqi requested.

The other famous teachers were very excited. After all, studying spiritual patterns on weekdays was really lonely. It was rare to have fun now, so naturally they wanted to have fun.

"The bet is placed! The bet is placed!"

A man with cockscomb hair immediately started trading.

"I bet that the writer will win, ten thousand taels!"

"I have a Lantian jade pendant here, priced at one hundred thousand taels!"

"I will give you an ancient spirit pattern!"

The famous teachers are noisy.

"If you don't do this, how can this bet stand if you all overpower the literary master?"

Cockscomb complained.

"I'll give you ten million taels!"

The others were about to make some jokes, but were immediately silenced by Li Ziqi's words.

Even if the spiritual pattern masters are not short of money, ten million taels is still a huge sum of money for them.

"Do you have that much money?"

Cockscomb frowned, he was actually just joking, everyone was just gambling for fun, but who knew that this ordinary girl would actually take it seriously.

"I am Li Ziqi, the princess of the Tang Dynasty. I own three fiefdoms and tens of thousands of slaves. Is this title and status worth ten million taels?"

Li Ziqi asked back.

Wow!
To be continued...