Conquer a Mountain And Become The Great King Chapter 670: Competition between Confucianism and Taoism

The genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Top Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! "Miss Ouyang, this is very bad." At this moment, Leng Che also spoke from the side, with a face on his face. With an ill-intentioned smile, "We didn't see them set foot on the ninth floor."

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

"You guys!" Ouyang Ling's expression was stagnant, and she didn't expect them to be so shameless.

"Since you didn't pass the exam, then just get out!" Zikong waved his hand, as if driving a fly, with disdain on his face.

"Zikong, you don't want to deceive people too much! Tzuyu and I watched them step onto the ninth floor with our own eyes. Could it be wrong?!" Ziqian's face was sullen, and the voice was like Hong Zhong, with anger.

Zi Kong chuckled, "Seeing is believing and hearing is not. I only believe what my eyes see. No one has ever been able to step up to the sixth level under the lower god, let alone pass the ninth level. !"

Next, he changed the conversation and sneered: "If they want to participate in the Confucianism exam, then I will give them a chance!"

"What do you want to do?" Zi Qian said in a low voice.

"As long as they can come up with my momentum, I will give them the qualifications to take the Confucian Exam!" Zikong said, looking at Su Yu condescendingly.

"Oh, it's a joke, is this your style of confucianism? Talking like fart, changing the rules at will!" Chu Xiaoyao said disdainfully, with sarcasm.

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

"If you don't dare, it means you have a guilty conscience, and you should be guilty of getting involved in Confucianism!" Zikong continued to be aggressive.

Boom!

His aura is exaggerated, and the white Confucianism and Taoism are like surging wind and clouds, stirring up frantically.

"Hahaha, what an old shame!" Chu Xiaoyao's face was full of contempt, "Chu Chen is your apprentice, he is jealous that we pass the ninth floor, embarrassing him, You, an old thing, jumped out and suppressed others, so shameless?"

"Yellow-mouthed child!" Zikong's gaze was widened, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the momentum of his body instantly pressed towards Chu Xiaoyao!

Boom!

Between heaven and earth, endless white air currents are like waves, rushing toward Chu Xiaoyao.

This white air current is equivalent to the general trend of the world, and it will crush him!

Boom!

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

This sword intent is arrogant and unrestrained. It crosses the sky and the earth, without being bound by anything, it directly penetrates the white air!

"Okay, so amazing, he is only a Wusheng five-star, he can actually block the momentum of the sub-empty Confucian!"

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

Many people looked at Chu Xiaoyao with expressions of amazement, and Wanying's eyes flashed, and it seemed that some incredible people had arrived in Yuncheng.

"Old thing, are you just that a little imposing?" Chu Xiaoyao's mouth turned up slightly, staring at Zikong without any fear.

They don't want to climb up with Zikong's momentum, not that they dare, but 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 equivalent to a naked insult!

"The kid is looking for death!" Zikong's face continued to sink, and the aura of his whole body rose again. Su Yu saw it clearly, and in front of him, some words appeared faintly.

"Enough!" Tzuyu's face also became gloomy for an instant, and with a loud shout, he went directly to the front of Su Yu and the others, looking down at Zikong, "Zikong, you can stop. !"

He is extremely optimistic about Su Yu and others, hoping that they can make a difference in the Confucian Exam, and he is even more in awe of the master behind them, so he naturally wants to come forward.

"Mixed with Confucianism and insults Confucianists, I have the right to make them be punished!" Zikong's eyes were filled with hostility, and he slowly stretched out his fingers, a white air flowing on his fingertips, "Zi Yu, do you want to stop me?!"

"Your mind of Confucianism and Taoism has changed." Tzuyu sighed and stretched out her fingers, vain.

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

With the dancing of his fingertips, those white spirits actually began to wander into words, and at the same time the pressure of heaven and earth suddenly descended!

At this moment, he seems to write not words, but imperial edicts! It is the will of heaven and earth!

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

Two orioles crowing into the green willows, and a group of egrets ascend to the sky. The window contains the Xiling Qianqiu snow, and the door anchors the Dongwu Wanli ship.

Boom!

After writing a poem, those writings are condensed but not scattered in the void, and the white Confucianism and Taoism are becoming more and more, like mist, covering Zikong in it.

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Immediately afterwards, those white mists and the poem turned into oriole and egrets, surrounded by rivers and snow-capped mountains. The meaning of the poem is fully revealed at this moment~IndoMTL.com~ However, this kind of scenery is in addition to this kind of scenery. Outside of the United States, but still with an aura of destruction, pressed against Tzuyu!

And Tzuyu is also dignified, her fingers shaking--

Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the anthurium clears the waves.

Lushui, the white goose suddenly appeared, sang with his neck up.

Two very different images are beginning to put pressure on each other!

Both of them have solemn expressions, and the white air on their bodies keeps surging.

"It's so powerful. The Confucian draws the power of heaven and earth, using words as the force and poetry as the sword. It is really powerful." There were exclamations from everyone around, all staring at the battlefield.

It was the first time Su Yu saw Confucianism fighting, but his face was full of weirdness.

It feels really funny to see two old men fighting there with the ancient poems of elementary school students, and they also look cautious.

However, Tzuyu uses ancient poems from the first grade, while Zikong uses ancient poems from the second grade. There is still a gap.

Boom!

How did those white geese stop the oriole and egret, and finally collapsed after half a cup of tea, and Tzuyu was shocked all over, his face was a little pale, and his injuries were obviously serious.

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

Egrets and oriole are all around him, as if they are in a scene of ancient poems.

"Zikong, they are very important to Confucianism, don't force me!" Tzuyu's voice was a little hoarse.

"Hahaha, it's important? Are you telling a joke again?" Zikong's face suddenly became cold, but the scenery was pressed against Tzuyu again.

Tzuyu's face finally sank, and then his fingers continued to gesture in the air. His face was a bit more dignified than before, with a gleam in his eyes.

With the movement of his fingers, a sense of sadness suddenly enveloped everyone in the room.

"Ask what love in the world is..."