I Am Invincible After Reading For Twelve Years In Academy Chapter 19

2021-05-03

Chapter 19 Shots

In the lobby, Barbarian Race youngster Meng Zhen looked all around, ambitious ten thousand zhang.

This is the Millennium Academy, the Holy Land of the scholar in the world. If you can convince this place, his name will surely be passed down to future generations.

In the first place, the Barbarian Race great Confucian Tao Wan smiled and felt joy in his heart. Today, the Montenegrin Academy has overwhelmed the Academy. From now on, everyone in the world will know that the Montenegrin Academy has surpassed the Academy and the prairie. Culture, in no way inferior to Great Wei.

He looked towards Zhao Zhiyu and said with a smile, "President Zhao, no one in your hospital dares to fight again. We won this battle."

Zhao Zhiyu Fang The palms at the armrests trembled slightly, and the heart was heavy like a huge boulder.

The other four great Confucians were all feeling extremely aggrieved, their faces flushed and they couldn't calm down.

There was an unspeakable silence.

This is the humiliation that the academy has never suffered in thousands of years. Overwhelmed by a Barbarian Race, in their proudest way.

In the Disciple of the academy, many people have shed tears of humiliation.

Even those outsiders who were watching were not very happy.

The great Confucian of the Barbarian Race Tao Wan looked at Zhao Zhiyu and the others with joy in his heart, since ancient times, the arrogant Central Plains people regarded their grassland tribes as Barbarian, and regarded them as Barbarian Race. Today, finally let them taste the taste of being crushed in talent by Barbarian Race.

He opened the mouth slowly and said, "President Zhao, is your hospital still unwilling to admit defeat?"

impossible, bully intolerably!

The teeth of the Disciples outside were about to shatter.

At this moment, a page of paper floated in outside, hanging in front of the pretty clansman Meng Zhen.

"What is that?"

The people present were a little puzzled, and saw a few words flying up on the page, and it was like, "Not my race, its other The heart must be different."

"It's a great scholar."

Someone cry out in surprise.

Let the words "live" from the paper, it is the means of the great Confucianism.

Barbarian Race Meng Zhen was startled first, and when he saw the words, a disdainful smile appeared on his face.

The expression of Tao Wan, who was sitting on the top, changed slightly. There was actually a sixth scholar in the academy. At this time, he came out to disrupt the situation, shouted, "Who is the one who hides his head and shows his tail, let me come out."

He just wanted to find out that spoiler.

Who knows, as soon as that force touches the page in the air, it instantly disappears into nothingness.

Tao Wan's body trembled, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he was struck by backlash and injured, and his eyes were a little horrified.

My own "reason" actually collapsed on the first encounter, which means that the "reason" of the person who took the shot is far stronger than his.

How is this possible?

This means that either the other party's realm is far superior to him and is the literary grandmaster of the ninth realm.

Or, the other party's reason is more "true" than his.

What is "true"?

The more people believe the truth, the more "true" it is.

Therefore, when Confucianists fight, they will use the Saint language, because what Saint said, countless people believe in the truth, and the most powerful formidable power.

The college is impossible to have a literary grandmaster of ninth realm.

In other words, what the other party said is close to "truth" and cannot be shaken. However, Saint never said such a thing.

Zhao Zhiyu and other five great Confucians were surprised and a little shocked when they saw such a change.

Tao Wan is not an unknown person. He is in Beiman, but some writings have been passed down. From these writings, it can be seen that his level is definitely not low.

Among the four great Confucian scholars in the academy, only one is sure to beat him.

With such strength, Tao Wan was injured at a touch.

What kind of power is this?

Eighth realm, or ninth realm?

I saw a line of text floating on the page hanging in the air again, "Barbarians and animals are also fearful but not virtuous."

With the appearance of this line of text , an invisible force pressed down, Meng Zhen thumped and fell to his knees.

"Ah—"

He let out an unwilling roar, his face was filled with humiliation and pain, his body was lowered a little bit, and he finally fell to the ground.

On the other side, I heard a ka-cha, the chair under Tao Wan broke, and the body kept shaking, as if under infinite pressure, hemoptysis, and squeezed out a sentence, "Saint said, All living things are equal."

Two invisible forces collided in the air.

Pfft——

Tao Wan spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out backwards, hitting the wall.

And the line of words in the air also dissipated.

The pressure on the two Barbarian Races disappeared.

This time, everyone in the room could see that this was the confrontation between the two great Confucians.

"It's a great Confucian, and the great Confucian of my academy has taken action." Many people were so excited that they shed tears.

"It's really heartwarming."

Seeing how the savage clansman, who was just showing off one's military strength, is now in a state of embarrassment, it can be regarded as a breath of evil. One by one looked excited.

And among those guests, several powerhouses in the upper three realms all saw that the battle method of the great Confucian scholars in the academy was extremely difficult to deal with. Difficult to deal with.

Since the academy has been declining day by day, the Confucian scholars of the academy have become low-key and rarely take action. Most of the people present saw the Great Confucian's methods with their own eyes. It was as terrifying as rumored.

Among the many cultivation Sects, the Great Confucianism is recognized as the most difficult existence to deal with. There are many ways to deal with it. What is more terrifying is that the Great Confucianism is all knowledgeable and familiar with the characteristics of any Sect.

It can be said that when you meet a great Confucian, you have already lost 20% before the war.

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"It's a thousand-year-old academy, but Wen Dou lost, but he didn't want to admit it. He wanted to cheat, didn't he?"

Severely injured Tao Wan leaned against the wall and said in a hoarse voice, "The academy founded by Wen Sheng is actually controlled by a group of villains..."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.

If these words spread, the reputation of Millennium Academy will be damaged.

At this moment, the page vibrated again, and a few lines appeared, which was a word.

"hair stands up in anger, leaning against the railing, the rain rests. Looking up, roared towards the sky, with a strong heart. Thirty years of fame and dust and soil, eight thousand miles of road cloud and moon. Mo It's easy, the boy's head is white, empty and sad.

Jingkang is ashamed, it's still snowing, when will the courtier be destroyed. Driving a long car, stepping through the shortage of Helan Mountain. Ambition is hungry to eat Hulu meat, laugh about thirsty Xiongnu Blood, wait until the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky."

With the appearance of this poem, the portrait of Wen Sheng on the wall shook.

The next moment, a silhouette of the mountains and rivers appears in the air, wearing armor and holding a long spear, which is a pair of eyes that hold the world and the common people. Behind him, there are countless blood shadow Knights, silent, but there is an unshakable imposing manner.

For a time, everyone was stunned.

"Holy...Holy Soul..."

Zhao Zhiyu lost his voice, his eyes almost sticking out.

This word can cause such an amazing natural phenomenon, manifesting such a powerful holy spirit.

This means that this word condenses the emotions and hopes of countless people, and this emotion is so strong that this natural phenomenon occurs.

A poem must be circulated for at least hundreds of years, sung by countless people, and become an indelible classic. Only by gathering the emotions and recognition of hundreds of millions of people, can it be possible to cast a holy soul.

And now this song, Zhao Zhiyu has never heard of it.

even more how, the allusions inside are also unheard-of. What is Jingkang Shame? Where is Helan Mountain again? What is the Huns?

Aside from these, this lyric is indeed a rare masterpiece, imposing in a forceful manner, expressing deep hatred for the invading aliens, and determination to recover the mountains and rivers.

But, as soon as you are born, you can condense a holy soul. How is this possible?

......

On the other side, when Tao Wan and Meng Zhen saw the poem, they were all struck by lightning, with endless fear in their eyes, going crazy In general, endless fear comes out of the mouth.

Everyone in the academy knows that these two people have fallen into the mood of this poem. I am constantly suffering from the experience of the phrase "aspirational hunger for Hulu meat, laughing at thirsty for Xiongnu blood".

Aware of this, many people shuddered.

This is tantamount to torture chopped up ten-thousand times by a thousand blades.

A moment later, the holy spirit in the air dissipated, and the page lost its strength and fell to the ground.

Tao Wan and Meng Zhen, the two Foreign Race people, were lying on the ground, twitching constantly, saliva drooling in their mouths, looking like they were stupid.

Outside the door, when those foreign guests saw the fate of these two people, their hearts were chilled. Killing people and punishing their hearts was exactly what Confucianism was good at. If you fall into such an end, it is really more uncomfortable than death.

Several powerhouses in the upper three realms are afraid.

(end of this chapter)

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