This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 331 Time
Lu Yuanzhi's eyes became wandering.

The two people on the field have already stood, looking at each other from a distance on the last stage of the day.

Hai Wuyan's eyes were calm, and he stood there quietly with his left hand behind his back, the wind blowing the corners of his clothes causing a ripple.

His eyes met the man across from him with a smile on his face.

The man nodded slightly at him.

There was still a lingering smile on Lu Ziyu's face, and he looked at Hai Wuyan with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"The Confucian scholars from Qinghe Academy who have reached this point can be called a genius."

Lu Ziyu's voice was still so gentle and gentle. He arranged his clothes slowly and patted the dust on his clothes.

Hai Wuyang didn't expect that the other party would speak first. When he heard Lu Ziyu's words, he said calmly:

"You're not bad either. Your Taoist skills have reached the highest level, but today's victory may not be yours."

"hehe."

Hai Wushuang's words made Lu Ziyu smile leisurely, and he gently touched his sleeve:
"My goal is not just to win."

After saying that, his eyes turned melancholy for a moment, and he turned to look at the peaceful forest in Wuqishan, and then looked back at Hai Wuyan:
"I want to win it all back."

His voice was calm, as if he was describing an ordinary thing.

Hai Wuyang didn't know what he said, but he could hear Lu Ziyu's determination and courage in these words.

"I hope so."

At this point, the communication between the two can be terminated.

"let's start."

Hong Yun looked at the two of them with a calm expression. After glancing at Lu Ziyu who still had a smile on his face, he left the ring.

Sitting in his seat on the ring, Hongyun raised his head, his eyes filled with indescribable complexity.

"Elder Hongyun..."

The Holy Son hesitated for a moment, then looked at Hongyun and asked:

"Can I really beat them in this competition?"

To be honest, it was okay before Lu Yuanzhi took action. He was full of confidence.

But just after Lu Yuanzhi took action, the Holy Son had become hesitant in his heart. With Lu Yuanzhi's elusive movement just now, he even felt that if he faced him, the result would not change in any way.

Hongyun's voice had an indescribable meaning. He turned to look at the peaceful forest in Wuqishan:

"I, the holy son of the Taoist sect, have not won the headgear in a competition for a long time. This time... I must win."

After saying that, he still looked at the two people on the stage.

At this time in the arena, the duel between Lu Ziyu and Hai Wuyang had quietly begun.

Above Hai Wuyan's head, a huge "Record of Ten Thousand Peoples" is exuding the unique white halo of Confucianism and Taoism.

Next to Lu Ziyu was his golden sword suspended.

"In terms of realm alone, Qu Chen is not as good as Lu Ziyu."

Lu Yuanzhi was sitting in his seat at this time, when a voice came from behind him.

Hearing this voice, a flash of surprise flashed across Lu Yuanzhi's face. He turned to look at the owner of the voice and asked:

"Mr. Xu, how did you know Lu Ziyu's state?"

To be honest, in addition to the realm of martial arts people, Lu Yuanzhi only relied on his feelings about Confucianism, Taoism, and people from the demon clan.

He couldn't see the realm of those monks at all.

Xu Shanshou chuckled. He glanced at Lu Yuanzhi inexplicably, then looked at the two people on the stage and said:

"I am a practitioner of three categories: Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism. There is a level in all levels up to the fourth level, which is called asking the mind."

Hearing Xu Shanshou's words, Lu Yuanzhi's curiosity was instantly aroused. He looked at Xu Shanshou with burning eyes and asked:
"I've never heard of this."

"hehe."

Regarding Lu Yuanzhi's words, Xu Shanshou laughed and said that he was not surprised. At the high level, these things can actually be regarded as secrets between various sects. As a warrior, it is normal for Lu Yuanzhi not to have heard of them.

"When a warrior passes the fourth level, he needs physical talent. There is no need to worry about the state of mind. However, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have extremely high requirements for the state of mind."

"Especially when you reach the fourth level, if you can't pass the Questioning Heart test, your cultivation will naturally stop where you are and make no progress in this life."

Speaking of this, Xu Shanshou glanced at Lu Ziyu on the stage and said:

"Those who have passed the state of asking the mind will have a round body, and when casting spells, the antelope's horns will hang in an unconventional manner."

After hearing Xu Shanshou's words, Lu Yuanzhi looked curiously at Lu Ziyu on the stage.

At this time, Lu Ziyu was looking at Hai Wuyan across from him with a slow smile. The golden sword floating beside him was only tentatively flying towards Hai Wuyan.

With two random moves of his hands, the golden sword beside him flew to Hai Wuyan's side, cutting several undetectable marks on the Confucian and Taoist aura that protected Hai Wuyan's body.

"can not tell……"

Lu Yuanzhi blinked and looked for a while, but still didn't find any antelope hanging horns or anything unusual...

"..."

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi's innocent look, Xu Shanshou chuckled and said:

"People of martial arts naturally cannot see the core of the realm of inquiry. This is normal. Confucianism and Taoism are not separated, but martial arts and Taoism are two extreme systems."

Lu Yuanzhi spread his hands gently:
"That's no wonder."

At this point, the battle on stage has already begun.

Hai Wuyang became bolder when he saw that Lu Ziyu's attack did not have any substantial impact on his body-protecting energy.

Before taking the stage, Xu Daru had already said that the Lu Ziyu he was facing now was at the fourth level of Taoism.

In terms of realm, it is indeed higher than myself.

However, this is the fourth level of Taoism.

Confucianism is not the same system as his own, so he has no chance of winning in battle.

Again, if level is useful, then when everyone comes out to fight in the future, just report their level directly. There is no need to beat you because your level is higher than mine. I will admit defeat...

In fact, level is just a realm, and there are more spells available and more methods available than people with lower levels, but there is no big improvement in combat power.

Especially Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, these three systems are not very restrictive.

A high level can only mean that you have lived longer...

Hai Wuyan looked at the golden sword that continued to attack him. He naturally knew that Lu Ziyu on the opposite side had not used his trump card yet, so he was not in a hurry and calmly opened the first page of his Wanminlu:
"Heaven builds, and a gentleman strives to strengthen himself."

With a gentle word, Wan Minlu emitted a strong white light under Hai Wuyan's guidance.

At the same time, Hai Wuyan's temperament also underwent a very obvious change.

Originally, Hai Wuhuang gave the impression that he was aloof and talkative, but the moment he opened Wanminlu, his whole person became warmer, giving people the feeling of being like the big brother next door.

"He... is so handsome..."

In the audience, countless heroes and heroines saw this and could no longer suppress the throbbing in their hearts. Some girls even blushed and lowered their heads while sneaking a few more glances.

Even men give a thumbs up to praise:
"Master Hai of Qinghe Academy is truly a gentleman among men..."......

"Perfect and perfect, harmony of thoughts and ideas."

Looking at the scene on the stage, Xu Shanshou showed an approving look on his face, looked at Lu Ziyu on the stage and continued:
"The first mastery of the sword pill wielder, I think even if I lose this battle, I will gain a lot of benefits."

Hearing Xu Shanshou's words, Lu Yuanzhi's eyelids twitched a little.

No, brother, I really didn’t see the roundness of thoughts and ideas you mentioned.

I saw a middle-aged man who loves to show off and another teenager who loves to show off go to Kuku to show off...

Even though Lu Yuanzhi was complaining in his heart, on the surface he still looked like he was being taught, and gave Xu Shanshou an emotional smile.

At this time, the two people on the stage have entered a heated stage.

Lu Ziyu looked solemnly at Hai Wuyan across from him, and with a slight thought in his mind, the golden sword suspended in front of him instantly became two, two became four, and four became eight...

In less than a moment, the entire sky above the arena was covered by golden swords, like a rain of swords.

Seeing this scene, Hai Wuyan's eyes became extremely solemn.

He opened his mouth gently and said:

"A gentleman is not a weapon."

In an instant, the Wanminlu light floating above his head burst into flames, and the shadow of an old man appeared in the air, smiled gently at Hai Wuyan, and then disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yuanzhi took a deep breath and suppressed the shock deep in his heart.

"Teacher, the figure of the old man that flashed past Qushen just now is..."

At this time, Liu Fengnian looked at Xu Shanshou beside him with a puzzled look.

It was obvious that everyone had seen the figure that had just flashed under the tug of Hai Wuyan Wanminlu.

However, as a student of Qinghe Academy, Liu Fengnian couldn't think of any connection between that phantom and all the Confucian saints he knew in the past, even if he racked his brains.

Xu Shanshou also had a pensive look on his face at this time. He frowned and murmured softly:

"No...not the Yasheng, nor any of the eight hundred disciples of the saint..."

"Who on earth is it??"

Even though Xu Shanshou thought hard for a long time, he couldn't think of any overlap between that figure and any figure in his memory.

After a long time, he sighed bitterly, shook his head and said:
"Have no idea……"

"Ah?"

Liu Fengnian looked at Xu Shanshou in confusion.

As a great scholar in Qinghe Academy over the years, Xu Shanshou couldn't even figure out who it was, so no one in the world could figure it out now...

Only Lu Yuanzhi lowered his head with a strange expression, fearing that others would see his current expression.

"its not right!"

Lu Yuanzhi secretly thought that the inverted figure he had seen countless times in textbooks in his previous life was clearly the figure of the Confucian and Taoist sage Confucius in his previous life...

Especially after entering the society, I learned that Confucius was actually nine feet tall. He was a serious and handsome man, and his face and height matched him...

But the problem is that he is 100% sure that Hai Wuhuang is definitely a native of this world. How could he come into contact with Confucius? ?
There is definitely something wrong here.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi thought of the Analects of Confucius emanating from the pure white seal when he was seriously injured by the cannon on the ring today...

It makes sense that the pure white seal can emit the Analects of Confucius through one's own mind, after all, that thing is in one's mind.

But Hai Wuyan was obviously just prompted to understand this sentence by his own words: a gentleman is not capable of anything. How could he sense Confucius? ?
There is definitely something abnormal about this.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi has decided that he must sneak into his cousin's room tonight to ask questions.

While Lu Yuanzhi was thinking about it, the victory or defeat on the stage was almost in progress.

It was obvious that Hai Wuyang was no match for Lu Ziyu.

Even though Hai Wuyan was the most powerful gentleman in Confucianism and Taoism throughout the ages, he was no match for Lu Ziyu.

Regardless of his realm, Lu Ziyu still has a trump card.

It was the Taoist treasure that Xian Ling'er went to retrieve on that day when he deliberately caused trouble to lure Lu Yuanzhi away...

"Diurnalization."

At the last moment, Lu Ziyu just smiled and uttered two words, and he didn't see any movement. The golden sword disappeared the next moment and appeared on Hai Wuyan's neck.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes suddenly widened.

Holy shit! !
Although it only passed by in a flash, Lu Yuanzhi felt clearly that the golden sword was clearly given the concept of time at that moment! !

Although I don't feel much, it is not as mixed as in my own field.

But Lu Yuanzhi still felt it.

Could it be that the Taoist artifact from Xian Ling'er's mouth? ? ?

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi looked at Hongyun of the Dao Sect.

Sure enough, the moment he saw Hong Yun, Lu Yuanzhi saw the expression of shock, disbelief and trembling pupils on Hong Yun's face.

It seems that Hongyun knows about that treasure...

Lu Yuanzhi narrowed his eyes.

At this time, Hai Wuyan on the stage looked indifferent. He looked at the sword around his neck, pursed his lips, then calmly looked at Lu Ziyu opposite him and said:
"I lost."

"Concession."

Lu Ziyu still had that unhurried smile on his face, he didn't feel happy if he didn't feel sorry for himself.

After a long time, Hai Wuyan didn't wait for Hongyun to announce the result of the game, then he turned around and disappeared and came to Lu Yuanzhi's side.

Lu Ziyu's eyes were indifferently looking at Hong Yun, who was still in shock in the audience, with a slight smile on his lips. After smiling, he did not give Hong Yun a chance to speak to him, and left the ring after laughing.

At this time, the arena was empty.

"Elder Hongyun?"

Only then did the Holy Son push Hongyun.

Hongyun reacted. He looked at the already empty stage and opened his mouth. He didn't speak and didn't want to go to the stage anymore. He looked a little lonely.

"Holy Son, I'm going to go back and rest first."

Only leaving a word to the Holy Son, Hongyun left hastily.

This scene was all seen by Lu Yuanzhi. He looked at Hongyun's leaving figure thoughtfully, narrowed his eyes and left the square.

That night.

After eating, Lu Yuanzhi left the place where he stayed, and a few rabbits and falcons came to the place where the students of Qinghe Academy lived.

Without hesitation, after finding Hai Wuyan's room, he patted the door gently.

"Come in."

Hai Wuyan's voice sounded from inside the door...

(End of this chapter)