After Zhou Shan came to the stage, he did not attack Bai Ye directly. Instead, he stood on the ring and sighed to himself, "I remember the first time I saw you, it was ten years ago. At that time, you and I They are all scholars, thirteen years old
You have already shown extraordinary talent. Now ten years have passed, and you have become the white lunatic that everyone in the Five Courts fears, while I, Zhou Shan, have disappeared from everyone. "
"Senior Brother Zhou Shan, you are too self-effacing. You, Zhou Shan, have always been praised by everyone in Zilu Academy. How can you be ignored by everyone?"
Bai Ye's tone was a bit harsh, and his attitude towards Zhou Shan was visibly bad.
"Junior Brother Bai's words are a little harsh. I am only relying on my status as a senior brother so that others can rely on me. But it is you. Just the three words 'Crazy Bai' are enough to make everyone fear you."
Zhou Shan moved. He took a step forward, and the energy from heaven and earth gathered together. There seemed to be a phantom of a green mountain behind Zhou Shan.
"It's a pity that such a talented person should marry a consumption person. It's really ironic."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned. Even Master and Ning Ping'an on the high platform had never thought that Zhou Shan would say such words.
"What did you say?"
Bai Ye's face instantly darkened, and the shadow of the mountains behind Zhou Shan immediately turned green, and the entire arena began to shake at this moment.
Seeing Bai Ye's appearance, Zhou Shan not only showed no fear at all, but also laughed, "Why, Junior Brother Bai, am I right? Everyone knows that you gave up your dream of becoming Master's direct disciple for the sake of a sick girl. Chance, I still remember the name you called White Madman, it was just to mock you for not knowing what to do."
After Zhou Shan finished speaking, he stepped forward again. The phantom of the mountains behind him became a bright green light, rising straight into the sky.
"Okay, Zhou Shan, you're fine."
At this time, Bai Ye's veins popped out, and his face was full of anger. He raised his hand to write the word "山". Countless white lights seemed to gather behind him in the sky and earth. A huge white shadow emerged behind Bai Ye. It was a mountain. Mountain, a mountain even bigger than the shadow of the mountains behind Zhou Shan.
"Mountain to mountain, why need to say more?"
Zhou Shan chuckled lightly, and the shadow of the mountains behind him instantly flew out, heading straight into the white night.
Seeing this scene, the students present were all shocked. Zhou Shan's move actually directly collided with the phantom of the mountains that Bai Ye used his talent of heaven and earth to transform.
"Is Zhou Shan going to go head-to-head with Madman Bai? Is he crazy?"
"No, if you look carefully, Senior Brother Zhou Shan only made the shadow of the mountains behind him appear. He himself did not move."
"Why does the mountain behind Zhoushan look so familiar to me? It seems like I've seen it somewhere before?"
While the students were discussing, the shadows of the two mountains collided and made a deafening noise, shaking the entire martial arts arena. The aftermath of the collision stirred up a cloud of dust on the high platform. After the dust dispersed, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise when they looked at the high platform again.
Bai Ye took a few steps back slightly, half-kneeling on the ground, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. At this time, the phantom of the mountains behind him had completely collapsed, turning into countless heavens and earth and dissipating between the heavens and the earth.
Zhou Shan was unharmed and stood there, looking at Bai Ye with a smile.
"Junior brother Bai, don't be so angry."
Zhou Shan's tone was very calm, as if everything was as expected.
Bai Ye swallowed the blood that should have spurted out from his mouth, clenched his fists, his fingertips pricked the skin, and red blood flowed out. He slowly stood up and looked up at Zhou Shan, his eyes flashing with anger.
"Mountains never tire of soil, and the sea never tires of streams. You have never seen a real mountain, nor have you seen a real sea."
"Kong Sheng said: If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, it will be bright if there is a dragon. Bai Ye, do you think that because you have a great writer and calligraphy, I am afraid of you?"
I saw Zhou Shan waving slowly, his sleeves flying, the green jade pendant around his waist shining with light, and another green mountain emerged behind Zhou Shan.
The students present all saw the extraordinary jade pendant on the mountainside, but they could not recognize what it was.
"I didn't expect that someone would use the Half-Saint Treasure in this little tea party. If I remember correctly, this should be the Mountain and Sea Mingyu that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Zhou family. It seems that Zhou Ji is very optimistic about this junior Zhou Shan, and he directly used it. It was given to Zhou Shan for use."
The master on the high platform recognized the jade pendant worn by Zhou Shanshan at a glance and told its origin.
"I said Zhong Bo, this is just a small literary battle. Did your Zilu Academy come up with a semi-holy treasure?" Master turned to look at Zhong Bo, the dean of Zilu Academy, and asked in confusion.
Zhong Bo looked disapproving and replied: "This is Zhou Shan's decision. I didn't expect that he would use the family heirloom to deal with Bai Ye. However, I remember that in the literary battle, there seems to be no rule not to allow students to use it. A semi-holy treasure, right?"
"Of course not, but in this case, wouldn't the suspense of this literary and moral battle be gone?" Duanmu Weili, the dean of Zigong Academy, asked.
"The outcome is still undecided. Bai Ye has the literary master's calligraphy in his hands, so he may not have no chance of winning." Zhong Bo responded calmly.
Hearing this, Duanmu Weili sneered and said: "That's not fair. Zhou Shan is just a half-step scholar, and Bai Ye is just a Jinshi. How can he have a chance?"
"Well, after this tea party, there will be a new rule in the tea party. You cannot use magic weapons that exceed your own Confucianism and Taoism cultivation in literary and Taoist battles. That will be the case this time."
The master's words put an end to the dispute between the two. He had no idea that a literary battle that was originally used for exchanges and discussions would evolve to this point.
Zhou Shan unexpectedly took out the priceless semi-holy treasure Shan Haiming, while Bai Ye also held the literary master's calligraphy treasure. This duel was beyond his expectation.
"Bai Ye, do you want to continue?"
On the high platform, Zhou Shan looked at Bai Ye with a smile, and his tone was slightly provocative. The reason why he deliberately mentioned Bai Ye's wife was to deliberately anger her, so that his first blow could be effective and use Shanhai Mingyu to inflict heavy damage on Bai Ye. , as long as one move works, then the outcome will be in his hands.
Everything went according to his ideas. After Bai Ye heard that he insulted his wife, he lost his mind and chose to confront him head-on. This played into his plan.
"Hoo~"
A gust of wind blew by, gently blowing up Bai Ye's robe. He raised his head, and the anger in his eyes gradually turned into calmness and indifference. He couldn't see through Zhou Shan's tricks. He just heard someone insulting his beloved wife, and he couldn't. self-control.
Bai Ye waved the Langhao pen in front of him, and a drop of ink condensed on the tip of the pen, and then floated to Zhou Shan's eyebrows.
Seeing this scene, all the students present screamed in surprise. They thought Bai Ye was going to attack Zhou Shan, but they didn't expect that he just drew a drop of ink on Zhou Shan's eyebrows.
"Zhou Shan, are you afraid of death?"
