Doomed To Be A King (Conquer a Mountain And Become The Great King)

A genius can remember the address of this website in one second: (Dianping Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! "Miss Ouyang, this is wrong." At this moment, Leng Che also said from the side, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face With a kind smile, "We didn't see them stepping onto the ninth floor."

"Neither did I..." Chen Xuan laughed and said directly.

"You guys!" Ouyang Ling's face froze. He never expected them to be so shameless.

"Since you failed the assessment, then get out!" Zikong waved his hand as if to shoo away flies, with disdain on his face.

"Zikong, don't go too far! Ziyu and I watched them step onto the ninth floor with our own eyes. How can we be wrong?!" Ziqian had a gloomy face and a voice like a bell, filled with anger.

Zikong chuckled, "Seeing is believing, hearing is believing. I only believe what I see with my own eyes. No one has ever been able to step onto the sixth floor under a lower god, let alone pass through the ninth floor!"

Then, he changed the topic and sneered: "If they want to take the Confucianism Examination, then I will give them a chance!"

"What do you want to do?" Zi Qian's voice was low.

"As long as they can stand up to my momentum and come forward, I will give them the qualifications to participate in the Confucianism Examination!" Zikong said, looking down at Su Yu.

"Oh, it's a joke. Is this the style of you great scholars? You talk like farts and change the rules at will!" Chu Xiaoyao said disdainfully, with sarcasm.

"I have seen the style of you Confucians today. You Confucianists don't want to participate!" Su Yu narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but say.

"If you don't dare, it shows that you have a guilty conscience and sneaked into the Confucian examination. What crime should you be guilty of!" Zikong continued to be aggressive.

boom!

His momentum was exuding, and the white Confucianism and Taoism were like surging clouds, stirring crazily.

"Hahaha, you are such an old person!" Chu Xiaoyao had a look of deep contempt on his face, "Chu Chen is your disciple, right? He is jealous that we passed the ninth level and embarrassed him, you old man Things just jump out and use their power to overwhelm others, is that so shameless?”

"Huangkou kid!" Zikong glared, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the momentum around him instantly pressed towards Chu Xiaoyao!

boom!

Between the sky and the earth, the endless white air flow was like a wave, rushing toward Chu Xiaoyao.

This white air flow is equivalent to the general trend of heaven and earth, and it will crush him!

boom!

Chu Xiaoyao's face suddenly condensed, his eyes suddenly became sharp at this moment, and a misty sword intent suddenly rose up!

This sword intention is arrogant and unruly, spanning the world, not bound by anything, and directly penetrates the white energy!

"Okay, that's amazing. He's only a five-star martial saint, but he can actually block the momentum of Zikong Confucian!"

"Maybe they can really set foot on the ninth floor..."

Many people looked at Chu Xiaoyao with expressions of amazement, and Wanying also had a look in her eyes. It seemed like some amazing people had come to Yuncheng.

"Old guy, do you only have this much momentum?" Chu Xiaoyao's lips slightly turned up as he stared at Zikong without any fear.

They don't want to climb up against Zikong's momentum. It's not that they don't dare, but that they don't want to!

They have their own arrogance. Since they have passed, why should they be questioned? Moreover, walking with Zikong's momentum is tantamount to a naked insult!

"Young man is seeking death!" Zikong's face continued to sink, and his aura increased again. Su Yu could clearly see that there were some words floating in front of him.

"That's enough!" Ziyu's face suddenly darkened, and with a loud shout, he came directly in front of Su Yu and others, looking at Zikong with lowered eyes, "Zikong, you can stop!"

He was extremely optimistic about Su Yu and others, expecting them to make a difference in the Confucian Examination, and he was even more in awe of the master behind them, so he naturally wanted to come forward.

"Sneaking into the Confucian exams and insulting Confucian scholars, I have the right to punish them!" Zikong's eyes were full of violence, and he slowly stretched out his fingers, and a stream of white air flowed on his fingertips, "Ziyu,

You want to stop me? ! "

"Your Confucianism and Taoism have changed." Ziyu sighed leisurely, and stretched out his fingers, filled with white air.

"Haha, your Confucianism is far inferior to mine, how can you stop me?" Zikong sneered again and again, and began to gesture in the void with his hands.

As his fingertips danced, the white energy began to swim into words, and at the same time, the pressure of heaven and earth suddenly descended!

At this moment, it seemed that what he was writing was not words, but an imperial edict! It is the will of heaven and earth!

An indescribable feeling began to appear on his fingertips, and as he wrote, the pressure became heavier and heavier.

Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascended to the sky. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu.

boom!

After a poem was written, the words were condensed in the void, and the white Confucianism and Taoism became more and more like mist, shrouding Zi Kong in it.

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Immediately afterwards, the white mist together with the poem actually condensed into orioles and egrets, surrounded by rivers and snow-capped mountains. The meaning of the poem was fully revealed at this moment.

However, besides being beautiful, this scenery also carries an aura of destruction, pressing down on Tzuyu!

And Tzuyu also looked solemn, her fingers trembling——

Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky. White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves.

Images of green water and white geese suddenly appeared, with their necks raised and singing loudly.

Two completely different pictures began to put pressure on each other!

Both of them looked solemn, and the white energy on their bodies was constantly surging.

"It's so powerful. Confucian scholars mobilize the power of heaven and earth. They use words as power and poems as swords. They are really powerful." There were exclamations from everyone around, and everyone was staring at the battlefield.

It was also the first time for Su Yu to see Confucians fighting, but his face was full of weirdness.

It was really funny to see two old men fighting with each other using ancient poems written by primary school students, with cautious expressions on their faces.

However, Ziyu used ancient poems from the first grade of elementary school, while Zikong used ancient poems from the second grade of elementary school. There is still some difference.

boom!

How could those white geese block the orioles and egrets? After half a cup of tea, they finally collapsed. Ziyu's whole body was shaken, her face was a little pale, and she was obviously seriously injured.

"Ziyu, do you still want to hold on?" Zikong said with a sneer on his face, squinting his eyes.

Egrets and orioles were surrounding him, as if he were in a scene from an ancient poem.

"Zikong, they are very important to the Confucian examination, don't force me!" Ziyu's voice was hoarse.

"Hahaha, is it important? Are you telling jokes again?" Zikong's face suddenly turned cold, but those scenes were pressing towards Tzuyu again.

Ziyu's face finally darkened, and then he continued to gesture in the void with his fingers. His face was a bit more solemn than before, and his eyes were shining.

As his fingers moved, a sense of sadness suddenly enveloped everyone present.

"The advent of what love is……"