Listening to the discussions of the people around him, on the high platform at this time, Bai Ye faced the eyes from all directions. He looked calm and had an extraordinary temperament.
Kong Liang faced the students from the other three academies and said, "We also invite students from other academies to come on stage."
But Kong Liang's words had no effect. None of the students from the other three colleges had any intention of taking the initiative to take the stage.
Ci Song looked at Bai Ye on the ring and murmured in his heart: "As expected of Senior Brother Bai, no one dares to challenge him as soon as he stands over there. I will be so handsome next time at the Fifth Courtyard Tea Party."
It’s not that the students from the Third Academy don’t have the courage to take the stage, it’s just that Bai Ye’s attacks are really not serious. The students from other courtyards who fought against him ranged from having their arms broken to being completely lost in cultivation. “No one is perfect under a madman.” , which is where the title White Madman comes from.
Just when the students from the three colleges were in trouble, Kong Liang urged again: "Everyone, please come up to the stage, otherwise it will be regarded as abstaining."
This time, Wu Yun from the Kong Sheng Academy couldn't sit still. He turned to look at his senior brother Beiyuan sitting next to him and asked: "Senior brother, since no one is going to play, how about I?"
"Junior Brother Wu, I know you are aggressive. If your opponent is someone else, I will not stop you. This white night..."
Before Beiyuan finished speaking, he saw that Wu Yun had already stood up and said: "I'm here at Kong Sheng Academy Wu Yun. I'm here today to ask Brother Bai for advice."
Bai Ye on the high platform cupped his hands and said, "Please."
Just like that, Wu Yun jumped onto the high platform in front of all the students.
Shufeng sighed deeply and said, "Alas, Junior Brother Wu is still so impatient."
"After all, Junior Brother Wu has only been with us for less than four years. His character is naturally not as good as mine. Let him go. It is a good thing to be frustrated when you are young."
On the high platform, Wu Yun looked at Bai Ye with eyes full of fighting intent and said, "Brother Bai, please don't hold back in this battle."
Bai Ye's face was expressionless, and he just said two words lightly: "Okay."
When Kong Liang saw someone coming on stage, he immediately announced that the battle had begun.
The moment the battle began, cyan energy emerged from Wu Yun's body. He pulled out the long sword behind him and launched a brazen attack on Bai Ye.
Bai Ye stood there, quietly looking at Wu Yun who was rushing toward him. He picked up the pen in his right hand and slowly wrote the word "ding".
As the word "ding" fell, Wu Yun's cyan energy instantly became quiet, as if he had been suppressed by something.
Wu Yun was shocked and wanted to control his talent, but it was already too late. As Bai Ye continued to write the next word "ding", Wu Yun's body completely lost control. His body seemed to be completely unable to move and stopped. In place.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Ye's figure appeared in front of Wu Yun like a bolt of lightning, and punched Wu Yun's arm.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, Wu Yun's arm flew out, blood spurted out, and he was knocked flying out. After rolling several times in the air, he was caught by Kong Liang.
Kong Liang dodged and appeared next to Beiyuan, placed Wu Yun on the bamboo stand, and then used his own talents to heal his injuries.
Wu Yun's injury was not particularly serious, but the arm holding the sword was completely bent, and Wu Yun also fainted because he could not bear the severe pain.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Wu Yun's arm quickly returned to its original state under the treatment of Kong Liang's talent. Just before Kong Liang returned to the ring, a message reached Beiyuan's ears: "This literary battle at Yan Sheng Academy is for Liwei, our Confucius and Sheng Academy has no conflict with them, so don’t try to stand out.”
Beiyuan nodded seriously. He didn't really want to be an enemy of Bai Ye. He would never fight Bai Ye unless he had to.
"Continue, I wonder which student from the academy is willing to continue the challenge?"
Kong Liang's voice reached the ears of all the students again, and the scene became cold again.
"The more Bai Ye looks at it, the more it looks like Ci Qi Bai back then. I remember Ci Qi Bai was like this back then. Standing on the high platform, no one dared to fight." The Master sighed above the high platform.
"This kid is indeed good, but his attacks are a bit too harsh." Zeng Huaigu murmured.
Duanmu Weili also nodded in praise and said, "My Qingcang told me before that among the students of the same generation, he is the only one who obeys Bai Ye. It is fitting that he can perform like this."
Hearing the praise from everyone, Ning Ping'an poured a bucket of cold water on him and said, "If you can't defeat Jinshi in a battle with Juren, Bai Ye, the dean's personal successor, shouldn't be a candidate."
Hearing this, the master was not happy and retorted: "What you said is that Wu Yun is also a genius of etiquette who is rare to see in a century. At least his combat power is superior in the realm of Juren. Bai Ye can defeat him with three moves, which is enough to prove it. His ability.”
"Then when you were a Jinshi, how many moves could the so-called strongest Juren survive under your hands?"
"this..."
Master didn't know how to answer now. When he faced Zilu Academy's "strongest scholar" who was said to be able to fight across the ranks, he defeated him with just one move. What he wrote at that time was also " With the word "ding", the "strongest" ruler was easily defeated.
Thinking of this, the master instantly understood that Ning Ping'an was treating this child with his wife as the standard, and felt speechless in his heart. It is estimated that only Ning Ping'an could think of such an approach.
The dean of Zilu Academy, Zhong Bo, stared closely at Bai Ye on the high platform. However, during this period, he glanced in the direction of the students of Zilu Academy, gave him a look, and then withdrew his gaze.
Ning Ping'an also saw this scene, but he didn't pay attention and just turned his attention to the high platform again.
"Bai Ye, do you dare to fight with me?" A student from Zilu Academy shouted loudly.
Hearing the voice, Bai Ye glanced in the direction of Zilu Academy and said, "Senior Brother Zhou Shan, if you want to fight Bai Ye, then come on stage."
"Okay, then let's fight!"
A yellow figure jumped onto the high platform. Although others could see Zhou Shan's face clearly, they did not know his identity. Everyone also began to speculate about Zhou Shan's origin.
At Zigong Academy, Zhang Wuyan was also curious about Tai Zhoushan's identity, so he asked his senior brother: "Zhou Shan? This name is somewhat familiar. Senior brother, who is he?"
"Zhou Shan was a famous figure in Zilu Academy in the previous generation. He was a talented person who should have shown his talents at the last Five Academy Tea Party. Unfortunately, some changes happened in the middle, which caused him to miss the last Five Academy Tea Party, which also caused Zilu's failure. The academy's last literary competition was completely defeated." Duanmu Qingcang slowly explained.
"Is that so? Then doesn't Senior Brother Bai Ye have a low chance of winning against him?"
"Do you think Bai Ye is too weak, or do you think Zhou Shan is too strong? Even three Zhou Shan are not as good as Bai Ye."
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