This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 330 Victory or Loss
Everyone in Qinghe Academy could feel that the Confucianism and Taoism in their bodies seemed to be shaken. It seemed that with a guiding aura, they actually felt an ancient sage in Lu Yuanzhi's body. breath.

"Brother, he..."

Hai Wuyan's lips were slightly open, and his eyes were filled with shock. He looked at the black face on the stage that was covered in tatters and looked like it had been struck by lightning.

When he first saw Lu Yuanzhi being bombarded like this, he was still a little worried. Now that he felt the heavy and simple sage spirit in Lu Yuanzhi, his mentality changed...

What's happening here? ?

Xu Shanshou was also staring at Lu Yuanzhi without blinking at this time. The expression on his face was even more exciting than Hai Wuyan's.

The higher the realm, the more sensitive one is to the aura of the sage on Lu Yuanzhi's body.

After reaching the fourth level, Confucian and Taoist people will have to go through a questioning of the heart. This kind of questioning is a kind of experience between mentality and state of mind. Therefore, when asking about the heart, the Confucian and Taoist people will observe the sages of the past in Confucianism and Taoism, so as to Let yourself realize your deepest ambitions.

When observing, you will seriously feel the special features of each generation of sages.

And Xu Shanshou is a person who has observed every Confucian and Taoist sage who can be named.

But the problem arose when he discovered that the profound and simple Confucian sage spirit in Lu Yuanzhi was actually different from every Confucian sage he had observed...

It is even thicker than the statues of Confucian saints that I have observed.

"Which Confucian and Taoist sage in the realm of sainthood is that??"

impossible! There has always been one and only one sage in Confucianism and Taoism!
At this time, Xu Shanshou even had a little doubt about the authenticity of this world.

……

Lu Yuanzhi already had a hint of consciousness at this time, but this consciousness was still immersed in his mind space.

He looked up at the lines of text on the pure white seal in the depths of his mind that were lingering with the literary spirit emanating from the crazy rotation of the pure white seal.

If I remember correctly, those lines seem to be... The Analects of Confucius? ?

Lu Yuanzhi's eyes were so wide open that he didn't even know what was happening. He saw the lines of text swirling around the pure white seal for several times before they penetrated into the body of the pure white seal.

Then the pure white seal suddenly spread out a circle of pure white breath and penetrated into his body.

The next moment, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes suddenly opened, and without thinking, he jumped up from the gap.

By this time, he had recovered from the serious injuries caused by the shells.

"Cough cough~"

Lu Yuanzhi coughed, and a stream of black smoke came out of his mouth. Feeling the injuries in his body healing rapidly, he raised his head and glanced at the big clock opposite and the fort next to the big clock.

When he saw the fort, a trace of fear flashed through his eyes. Damn, it was so powerful.

Lu Yuanzhi knew very well how powerful a fourth-level warrior was, and he was able to not only track him down with one shot, but also almost kill him.

If it weren't for the pure white seal, I might have returned to the west.

At this time, the young monks had already come up and started to pray for themselves.

He took a deep breath, looked deeply at the fort, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"If that's the case, then let's try this trick I just realized?"

As he spoke, his eyes became deeper and his hand touched... uh
His eyes twitched as he glanced at the long, narrow black knife lying not far away. He had lost all the weapons he had just been shot at.

He approached the long knife, picked it up, and put it in the palm of his hand. He looked at the fort and the golden bell next to the fort.

"When three people walk together, they must have me as a teacher. Choose the good ones and follow them, and change the bad ones..."

The Analects of Confucius that he had just thought appeared in his mind, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As expected, the pure white seal was not sealed. Almost every skill in the way of the sword was learned through the pure white seal.

And this time is no exception.

He felt the gratitude in his heart for the sudden inspiration, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised higher.

As his heart surged, Lu Yuanzhi took a deep breath, his eyes became serious, and he stood there quietly, a vague aura emanating from his body.

However, what is different from the previous Ba Dao Ji is that the momentum of the Ba Dao Ji becomes more and more fierce like the sharpest sword. As the energy accumulation begins to end, the sharp and violent aura reaches its peak.

And this move...

The feeling on his body became more and more friendly and soft, making him unconsciously want to get closer. A feeling of elegance and elegance emanated from his body.

His smile is like the gentlest gentleman in the world, standing there and looking at you softly.

But in the corner that you can't see, a cold light is quietly gathering strength. Under that gentle and jade-like appearance, there is the most unexpected cold light in the world.

It's that gentle smile with a dark face that was blasted by artillery that makes people a little bit amused...

"How do you break this slander?"

A strange smile filled the corners of Lu Yuanzhi's mouth.

His body inadvertently walked towards Song Yu inside the golden bell.

Song Yu was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that Lu Yuanzhi could be resurrected with full health under his own artillery fire.

Coupled with Lu Yuanzhi's inexplicable affinity, his nerves relaxed unconsciously.

When he reacted again, Lu Yuanzhi's figure had already walked in front of him.

Just leaving...

No one knew why Lu Yuanzhi walked so fast.

It was obvious that he was walking at an unhurried pace, so why did he walk in front of her inexplicably? ?
Naturally, he used the core of the time domain after he ascended to the fourth level.

But what is more comfortable than opening the field directly is that the consumption of breath is reduced by more than a star and a half.

"fire!!"

But it was too late when Song Yu reacted. Just when he was hurriedly controlling the fort around him to continue firing the next time, Lu Yuanzhi's knife had already passed through the crack that he had just drawn to stab the golden bell and headed towards It hit him in the chest.

Looking at the knife on his neck, Song Yu's expression turned ugly.

"Admit defeat."

Lu Yuanzhi's voice was like the gentlest gentleman in the world, and his smile also contained unparalleled affinity.

Song Yu opened his mouth, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face, no...how did he approach me? ?
Even at the last moment, he still didn't figure out how Lu Yuanzhi walked in front of him.

It was obvious that he was walking slowly, so why was it that in a daze, his knife was already at his throat?

However, the outcome has been decided. He is still somewhat confident in the sharpness of the long black knife in Lu Yuanzhi's hand. It must be much harder than his own neck.

"All right……"

Song Yu took a deep breath and put away the fort beside him, the golden bell, the turtle shell and the big shield that Lu Yuanzhi had destroyed.

After everything shrunk back to his mustard space, Song Yu came to Lu Yuanzhi's side with a wry smile on his face.

"Brother Lu, what was that move you just made...?"

Song Yu had a look of confusion on his face. He really couldn't figure out how Mingming, who was so far away from him, came to him in a daze and put the knife on his neck.

Naturally, it was impossible for Lu Yuanzhi to tell his time domain. He just laughed and said: "It's just a trick I just realized. The intention is nothing more than to see flowers in the mist. You think time passes quickly, but in fact you are just distracted. That’s all.”

He said it in a relaxed and comfortable way, which made Song Yu's face a little uneasy.

"It's that simple??"

Lu Yuanzhi naturally saw Song Yu's dissatisfaction, he sighed and said:

"It's not that simple. The success of every move is inseparable from ten thousand times of thinking. It's just a fluke that I succeeded this time. It has eroded myself a lot. I have to rest for a while to recover."

Naturally, one cannot describe one's success as too simple, it must be extremely difficult.

This is what Lu Yuan realized when he saw entrepreneurs talking about their successful experiences on the Internet in his previous life.

Only in this way will people resonate with you and not think that the world is very simple.

"That's it..."

Hearing Lu Yuanzhi's emotion, Song Yu had a complicated expression on his face. He stepped forward and patted Lu Yuanzhi on the shoulder and said:
"I've heard for a long time that martial arts is difficult, so work hard."

When Song Yu said this, there was a hint of complexity on his face.

Naturally, he knows something about the people in power in this world.

Among Confucianism and Taoism, the current dean of Qinghe Academy, Hai Wuyan's master, has a second-level cultivation and can be regarded as the supreme being in the world.

In the Taoist sect, it is said that the current head of the Taoist sect is also at the second level of cultivation, and is currently in retreat to attack the first level.

Needless to say, in the Kewu Division, my teacher has a first-level cultivation level.

Only in martial arts, from ancient times to the present, few people can break through the shackles and reach the second level...

This is especially true in the current dynasty. There is only one Ji Xuan who is of the third rank.

It seems that there is another King Yu who has died...

"You are the most promising."

After Song Yu said such an inexplicable sentence, he got off the ring.

"In this big competition, Lu Yuan wins!"

Hong Yun's body appeared on the ring inadvertently. Looking at the huge hole that was blasted out of the ring, his face was a little ugly, and the pain was almost written on his face.

Upon hearing Hongyun's announcement, everyone in the audience stood up and cheered for Lu Yuanzhi.

That's the little god from the Kewu Department! !
Xiao Lu Fengpei was actually able to win the battle! !

What a grace! !

It is conceivable that after this battle, Lu Yuanzhi's reputation has almost reached the point where everyone knows and knows it.

After all, it was based on the reputation of Kewusi, and its spread must have been very fast.

It is even estimated that when this time is over and I return to Beijing, my little Lu Fengpei's reputation will be even better...

He could even imagine that after he returned to Beijing, Ji Gong looked at him with a smile and teased:

"When you grow up, you will be able to overwhelm the little gods from the Kewu Department..."

Thinking of this scene, Lu Yuanzhi's expression became strange.

Amidst the cheers, Lu Yuanzhi got off the ring himself.

As soon as he reached his seat and sat down, he heard Hai Wuyan's voice next to him:
"Brother..."

Lu Yuanzhi turned to look at Hai Wuyan and asked in confusion:
"what happened?"

"That move just now...I felt a trace of the aura of my Confucian saint..."

Hai Wuyang hesitated for a moment, then said it, then pursed his lips and continued:

"It's just that the aura of this Confucian saint seems to be different from that of each of my Confucian and Taoist saints. On the contrary, it is the same as the last time I did..."

"Okay, let's talk about it after we get back."

Lu Yuanzhi interrupted Hai Wuhuang before he could finish his words. He glanced at Xu Shanshou who was sitting at the head of Hai Wuhuang without leaving any trace.

At this time, Xu Shanshou's kind eyes happened to look towards Lu Yuanzhi. When he saw Lu Yuanzhi looking at him, he smiled and nodded slowly to Lu Yuanzhi.

Lu Yuanzhi naturally responded with a bright smile. After the two looked at each other, Lu Yuanzhi turned his gaze back, looked at Hai Wuyan, and said in a low voice and seriously;
"The last time you fought with the young monk, I saw the shadow on your "Record of Ten Thousand Peoples", which was very similar to a sage I had seen before... I will talk about this after this is over."

Hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, Hai Wuyan closed his mouth just as he was about to open his mouth. He took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

Not long after Lu Yuanzhi sat down, Hongyun came to the stage to announce the second game.

"Qinghe Academy is safe and sound, and the opposite Taoist sect Lu Ziyu is here."

Upon hearing this announcement, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes came to Lu Ziyu through the crowd.

However, Lu Ziyu didn't seem to be looking this way at this time, but Xian Ling'er beside him was looking here.

The two looked at each other, and Xian Ling'er nodded to Lu Yuanzhi with a bright fake smile, but there was more or less gritted teeth in that smile.

"hehe."

Lu Yuanzhi smiled at her and nodded.

After Xian Ling'er withdrew her gaze, she snorted coldly.

"what happened?"

Lu Ziyu, who was beside Xian Ling'er, looked at her with a gentle smile.

"I haven't completely eliminated the martial arts aura that that guy left in my body."

Xian Ling'er became angry when she thought of this, and there was a sense of dissatisfaction on her pretty face.

"Haha, my skills are not as good as those of others. Just practice hard. I'll just win against you next time."

Lu Ziyu smiled nonchalantly. He looked deeply at the Taoist temple in the distance, as if he wanted to see the old but majestic figure in his memory through all the obstacles.

"It's not that easy..."

Xian Ling'er rolled his eyes, and when he thought of Lu Yuanzhi's earth-shattering knife that day, his confidence weakened.

"Hurry up and forget about this, otherwise it will be a difficult obstacle for you to overcome in this life."

Lu Ziyu's voice became ethereal.

Xian Ling'er looked up and found that the Lu Ziyu beside him had become unreal, while on the distant stage, Lu Ziyu's body gradually solidified.

"Fancy."

Xian Ling'er curled her lips, but looked at Lu Yuanzhi unconsciously.

At this time, Lu Yuanzhi was looking up at Lu Ziyu, who was slowly solidifying on the stage, and his cousin who disappeared from the spot and appeared on the ring after reciting "The Stars Move".

(End of this chapter)