Ji Mo looked at Zhuang Changming and asked, "Oh, why did I cheat? I haven't passed today yet?"
"In this situation, what's the point of procrastinating? You know in your heart that there is no way that any of the academy students here would be willing to be a student like yours.
Zhuang Changming's face was full of sarcasm.
A large number of students were watching, and they booed Ji Mo cooperatively.
"My students are all unparalleled in the world, but those on the field are too mediocre and I can't stand them."
Ji Mo looked around and said seriously.
He really didn't like the moral character of these students on the court.
Zhuang Changming laughed and said: "If you can't eat the grapes, you say the grapes are sour. Are you losing face?"
Ji Mo raised his eyebrows, "How about we make a bet on whether my third student is a genius."
"Bet? Where do you get the confidence?"
Zhuang Changming looked at Ji Mo as if he were an idiot. Obviously, it was impossible to find the third student Ji Mo, and he still wanted to bet on himself. He was obviously mentally ill.
But when he looked at Lin Mengmeng, he immediately thought of it and said, "Just bet, if you lose, this girl will have to be my student."
"Are you worthy? It's just a dream for someone like you to want to be my cute teacher."
Ji Mo sighed, but he would not use his students as bets.
Song Weixi looked at Zhuang Changming with confusion on her face. She knew the basic information of all the students in the entire academy. Lin Mengmeng had mediocre qualifications. With Zhuang Changming's temperament, she would never be able to take a fancy to him.
Her eyes couldn't help but fall on Lin Mengmeng. She felt something was wrong, but she couldn't explain why.
If the special physique is not stimulated, it cannot be distinguished with the naked eye and spiritual consciousness alone.
"It seems that this guy knows Lin Mengmeng's background and wants to pick someone else's fruit halfway, but you are just a Spirit Emperor and want to be a genius teacher, so you are not qualified."
Song Zhenwei hid in the dark and paid attention to the development of the situation.
He began to wonder, Ji Mo actually dared to make a bet, where would he find the third student?
"You're not qualified, right? Then let's bet on face. Whoever loses will crawl around the academy, barking like a dog, and calling himself a loser."
Zhuang Changming's eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth and roared.
"I also bet with you, whoever loses will slap the other party ten times."
Cui Pei felt that the time had come for revenge, so he couldn't help but get involved. This was the best opportunity to take revenge on Ji Mo.
"Haha, it turns out you really like to gamble. In that case, I will help you again. I have accepted both of your bets. If anyone else wants to bet with me, let's come together."
Ji Mo said loudly with an expression on his face...
Zhuang Changming was worried that Ji Mo was playing tricks, so he said, "First of all, if you are a genius student, it will not count if you are not a genius."
As far as he knew, there were no talented students in the entire Langya Academy. With this condition, he would be invincible.
"He must be a genius, a genius who can defeat you." Ji Mo said lightly, raising his eyes again to look at the sunset on the horizon, a smile appearing deep in his pupils.
"The time must be limited, and it should be set when the sun has completely set."
Cui Pei was even more shameless and put forward harsh conditions.
At this time, the sun has already dropped to the ground level, and I am afraid there is not even half a stick of incense left before it completely sets.
"This is too much, then you might as well ask Mr. Ji to admit defeat directly." Lin Mengmeng said angrily.
Song Weiqian was also a little dissatisfied. Zhuang Changming and Cui Pei were indeed too bullying. She reminded Ji Mo that it was better to just let it go.
"It depends on their terms, but I will say the ugly things up front so that no one can default on their debt later."
Ji Mo's lips curled into a sneer.
Witnessed by Song Weiqian, the bet was concluded.
Soon, there was only a glimmer of light left in the west, and the third student Ji Mo called still did not appear.
Zhuang Changming and Cui Pei looked at each other and smiled. They had definitely won this bet, and they could humiliate Ji Mo to their heart's content later.
"Mr. Ji, I wonder if you would like to accept me as your student?"
An old voice sounded, and Song Zhenwei stopped hiding and walked out directly.
He thought of a way to help Ji Mo and wanted to lower his identity to resolve Ji Mo's crisis. In this way, Ji Mo would be extremely moved, and maybe he would be able to serve Langya Academy wholeheartedly.
Looking at Song Zhenwei walking out, the whole place fell into silence.
Dean Song wants to be Ji Mo's student. Are you crazy?
The head of a courtyard, who is also a noble and powerful man in the imperial realm, actually wants to recognize a mortal as his teacher. It's too exaggerated!
"Old man, you are crazy."
Song Weiqian grabbed Song Zhenwei, and so many teachers and students were watching. Wouldn't it be disrespectful to say such a thing without knowing the seriousness of the consequences?
Many students gave meaningful looks, feeling that there was an ulterior secret between the courtyard and Ji Mo.
"I should be considered a genius. I am willing to accept Ji Mo as my teacher."
Song Zhenwei ignored his daughter's objections and was determined to rescue Ji Mo.
"You are quite old, I don't want you."
To everyone's surprise, Ji Mo refused directly.
This made everyone dumbfounded. There was no reason why he wouldn't even go down the stairs. This Ji Mo was indeed an idiot.
Song Zhenwei was stunned and didn't understand why Ji Mo refused his kindness.
"That's what you said." Zhuang Changming said eagerly.
Cui Pei also showed a relaxed look.
At this time, the last ray of light on the horizon will be swallowed up by darkness.
"Haha, Ji Mo, you lose, please let me slap ten big mouths."
"Also, hurry up and crawl around the academy, barking like a dog and shouting that I am a waste."
Zhuang Changming and Cui Pei were so excited that they hugged each other and cried, shouting loudly.
But the next second, their excited expressions instantly froze.
"Mr. Ji, where are you? I'm coming!"
To the west, a bright sword shines.
A young man's body was filled with strong sword intent, his body turned into rainbow light, and he flew over at extremely fast speeds.
The fierce sword intent burst out from his body, and before anyone arrived, the terrifying pressure was already coming like a tide.
Obviously, his understanding of sword skills has reached an extremely high level.
"It's Wang Wenjian, the lucky man who got a heaven-defying opportunity in the Tongtian Mountains and realized the speed of the sword."
Many students exclaimed.
"It turns out that Mr. Ji who taught Wang Wenjian the supreme sword technique was you."
Song Zhenwei whispered.
No wonder Ji Mo had always been confident. It turned out that the third student had already been found, making him worry in vain.
Song Weiqian's face was complicated. No wonder Ji Mo looked down on the students on the field. Compared to Wang Wenjian, these people were really nothing.
Although Wang Wenjian has slightly lower qualifications, he is a genius in terms of swordsmanship, and the blast sword technique he has learned is very amazing.
"No, it is impossible for Wang Wenjian to accept a mortal like you as his teacher."
Zhuang Changming and Cui Pei looked ashen, but there was still a trace of happiness in their hearts.
But what Wang Wenjian said next made them fall into the abyss.
"Mr. Ji, I know everything. I, Wang Wenjian, am willing to always be by your side and listen to your teachings. I am your third student."