Douluo Hongchen Xian, married Bo Saixi at the beginning

After the explanation, Huo Wu and others...naturally couldn't listen.

This is too mysterious, and besides, I am still shocked by Mo Chen's fire sword and ice arrow just now, so it is normal not to understand.

Mo Chen didn't expect them to master it after just one lecture, he just wanted to leave a deep impression on them.

The effect is different between blindly explaining and taking the initiative to seek knowledge and exploration.

Therefore, he waved his hand and asked Bo Saixi to take the person away and continue teaching tomorrow.

Only Meng Yiran remained.

"Teacher Mo, you are so amazing."

Meng Yiran's face turned red and he did not hide his thoughts.

Mo Chen's move was so subversive, even more shocking than the flying knife she saw killing the Soul King before.

"It's good to know. Do you want to learn?"

"think."

"If you think about it, why did I see you and Huo Wu conspiring to be lazy for a few days? Zhu Zhuqing is not like you." Mo Chen's face was stern. He was about to say something when he saw Meng Yiran's face suddenly turn red.

"Teacher, those days were the menstruation period for me and Huo Wu. Zhuqing was young and hadn't started yet." Meng Yiran said coyly.

Mo Chen was startled, and his old face suddenly turned red.

I'm so confused, how could I forget such a thing~

Fortunately, he had amazing control and recovered quickly.

"Ahaha, the teacher was just joking. In fact, I was praising you. Despite the differences between men and women, your progress is no less than that of Huo Wushuang and the others, and even surpassed them. You are really not inferior to women!"

"Women are not inferior to men!? Thank you, teacher."

Meng Yiran was a little embarrassed by the praise, and at the same time, Mo Chen's image became even higher in her heart.

Teacher Mo is not only strong, but also has good literary talent.

"Well, I asked you to stay because I wanted to tell you something."

Mo Chen walked down the stairs and looked Meng Yiran up and down.

"You don't have to worry about the soul ring. Zhuqing will reach level [-] in a while, and then I will take you to get the soul ring."

"One more thing, your major is different from theirs, so you have to start training today."

"Put aside the training methods for now, and practice the skills of using flying knives with me first."

At this point, he raised his hand and a pillar flew out of the storage ring and was inserted 20 meters away.

"The place here is spacious and there are relatively few people coming and going at the moment. You can practice throwing knives here."

"From now on, you will have to come here to practice after class every day. In other words, in addition to training with Huo Wu and the others, you will also have to learn the skills of flying knives."

"You will suffer more than others, so are you ready?"

"Teacher Mo, I've been ready!"

Meng Yiran said firmly with firm eyes.

She had been ready since she promised Mo Chen a month ago.

There is no shortcut to becoming stronger, she must take this path.

"Okay, let's start now, I'll start explaining, you listen carefully."

"is teacher."

"Throwing knives are a type of hidden weapon. They are weapons used secretly. They should be secretive, sudden, and weird."

"But whether it's a throwing knife or another hidden weapon, the main purpose is to kill. Speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness are the most fundamental elements."

"I have arranged the order of practice for you. Practice 'accurate' first, then 'fast' and then the skills. Leave the 'ruthless' for the end."

"Take out the soul-breaking knife and hit the points on the pillar."

He pointed to the log stuck 20 meters away.

If you look closer, you can see that it is marked with densely packed irregular dots.

"Huh? But Teacher Mo, throwing knives cannot be used in the competition."

Meng was still surprised, thinking that Mo Chen had taught her the method of condensation of flying knives first.

After all, foreign objects will not be used in the competition soon.

Of course, Mo Chen also knew that he couldn't use it. The condensation of the fire knife just now was only used to shock, and it was also used to deepen the impression.

Meng Yiran hadn't even acquired the technique yet, and hadn't even started practicing yet, so he couldn't gather any fire swords.

"Don't take the Soul Master Academy Elite Competition as your goal. Now that you have learned the basics, I will teach you how to condense the fire knife in the future."

"And don't forget, even if you can't gather it, you still have your teammates. If nothing else, the Fire Hammer and the Fiery Spirit can release a lot of sparks."

"Waiting for you, the flying knife has been learned to the level of proficiency. Any object can be your flying knife."

"Oh, teacher, I understand, let's start practicing."

Meng Yiran responded obediently, then took out the soul-breaking knife and concentrated his attention.

Benedict.

After a dull sound of the blade entering the wood, a soul-breaking knife hit the center of a circle on the wooden stake.

She turned to look at Mo Chen, expecting that Mo Chen would say words of appreciation, but unfortunately Mo Chen didn't even look at her, standing like a wooden stake.

"continue."

"Oh."

Next, Meng still hit every shot.

But Mo Chen still repeated those two words - 'continue'.

Helpless, Meng Yiran had no choice but to pull out the soul-breaking knife and continue shooting the stakes.

It wasn't until night fell and her arms were so sore that she could hardly lift them up, that Mo Chen announced the end of today's training.

Basic hitting the target must be practiced thousands of times. This is what he asked Meng Yiran.

The little girl's hands were so sore that she almost cried, but she still remembered what she said before and endured the pain and bowed slightly to Mo Chen.

"Thank you teacher, goodbye teacher."

After saying that, he took a few steps back, then turned around and left.

Mo Chen moved his hand and put the wooden pile away again.

Then he turned his head and spoke into the air:

"Director Shi, aren't you tired after watching for so long?"

The air was quiet for two seconds, and then Shi Liefeng's figure walked out from the corner.

A smile appeared on his face, with respect.

"Teacher Mo is awesome, I can't hide anything from you."

Mo Chen turned sideways and looked at Shi Liefeng.

Of course you can't hide it from me. I know how much shit your dog poops three miles away.

"Director Shi, just tell me what you have to say. I have something else to do later."

"Teacher Mo, it seems that you are such a noble person and forget things so much. Today is the day when teachers' salaries are distributed, and you forgot to receive them."

Shi Liefeng smiled and then took out a bag.

"Look, I brought it to you myself."

As he spoke, he shook the bag, and the golden soul coins made a clear and crisp sound inside, which was very pleasant to the ear.

Mo Chen's ears twitched, and then he said doubtfully:

"Director Shi, you're not mistaken, it seems like it was too much."

"Teacher Mo didn't know something. It was the dean's wish. On the basis of four times the amount promised to you, he doubled it again, which is more than mine."

The corners of Shi Liefeng's mouth twitched, and his heart was about to ache.

Of course it was sour, but he was still convinced. Mo Chen was better than him, and he deserved it.

If nothing else, he followed Mo Chen's prescription and his current condition was much better than before.

"Thank you, Director Shi."

Mo Chen happily took the bag and said leisurely:

"Director Shi has been waiting here for so long, isn't he just here to give me money?"