Bai Ye spoke slowly, with a slight tremor in his voice, as if he was suppressing something.
Zhou Shan frowned when he heard this. Looking at Bai Ye's appearance, he was inevitably a little confused.
"Bai Ye, are you testing me on purpose? Or are you looking for a way out for yourself?"
Of course Zhou Shan noticed Bai Ye's strangeness, but he didn't care. In his opinion, Bai Ye had lost, and he had lost to his own scheme.
"I am both." Bai Ye took a deep breath and responded.
"I'm testing you, and I'm also trying to find a way out for myself. Do you know why I dare to trade my life with others? Because I'm afraid of failure."
"For me, death is not terrible, but failure is terrible."
Bai Ye's voice gradually became deeper. He slowly raised his head, looked into Zhou Shan's eyes, and said, "Zhou Shan, what about you, are you afraid of death or more afraid of failure?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ye dipped his pen in the blood from the corner of his mouth, used the blood as ink, and started writing.
"Bai Ye, after receiving a direct blow from Shanhai Mingyu, you are just at the end of your strength. Do you really think you can defeat me?"
Zhou Shan sneered, and then he poured all his talents into the jade of the mountains and seas, "There is no danger in the mountains, and there is no room for gods; there is no depth in the water, and there is no room for wisdom."
As Zhou Shan's words fell, there seemed to be endless green mountains and green waters in the mountains and seas. As Zhou Shan moved, the green mountains and green waters gathered into a huge landscape picture, roaring directly towards the white night.
In front of that landscape painting, the white night looks extremely small, just like a little ink mark in the landscape. Zhou Shan is very confident in his attack. He believes that this attack can definitely defeat Bai Ye. At that time, he, Zhou Shan, can once again become famous in the Fifth Academy.
However, just as the landscape painting was about to appear, Bai Ye's character had also taken shape. It was a red word "kill". This word "kill" was completely condensed from Bai Ye's own energy and blood. The scarlet blood was in it. The white text looks particularly dazzling.
As Bai Ye made this stroke, a sense of chilling instantly filled the entire tea party. Everyone present felt a biting chill, as if they were in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The landscape painting that was about to appear immediately collapsed and dissipated after it came into contact with the word "kill". The mountain and sea Mingyu also let out a wailing sound at this moment, as if to express his unwillingness and fear.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Shan's originally confident smile instantly froze on his face. He never expected that the landscape painting he was so proud of would collapse and dissipate directly in front of a word "kill" condensed in the white night.
"How can this be?"
Zhou Shankou murmured that he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
The students present could not believe what they were seeing. The Wen Dao battle, which they thought had been decided, turned around at the last moment.
"Mountains have no front and are not majestic; water has no turbulence and does not flow swiftly. How can these mountains and rivers be my rival?"
Bai Ye raised his head and looked at Zhou Shan, whispering in his mouth, and the moment he finished speaking, he flew directly towards Zhou Shan with a wolf-hair pen in hand.
Zhou Shan hadn't come to his senses yet when he heard Bai Ye whispering in his left ear, "Anyone who insults my wife will be killed without mercy."
"not good!"
Kong Liang in the audience and Zhong Bo, the dean of Zilu Academy on the high platform, reacted instantly. Just when they were about to stop Bai Ye, Zhou Shan's head had already rolled to the ground, and his body collapsed directly to the ground. , a pair of eyes widened with eyes wide open.
The originally lively tea party scene suddenly became audible. Everyone was completely stunned by this scene. They could not imagine that Bai Ye dared to kill Zhou Shan in public.
"Bai Ye, how dare you kill me!"
Zhong Bo reprimanded angrily. He never expected that Bai Ye would dare to kill Zhou Shan in public. This was an outstanding student in Zilu Academy and one of the best in the entire academy.
Bai Ye didn't respond to Zhong Bo. He walked slowly to Zhou Shan, bent down and looked down at the eyes of the head, and looked into each other's eyes.
"It seems that you are afraid of death. Semi-sacred treasures such as Shanhai Mingyu have not exerted their true power in your hands. It is really a waste."
Bai Ye stood up slowly. He looked at the mountain and sea Mingyu and murmured that he was not seriously injured at all. The reason why he was so embarrassed in the first blow was because he underestimated the strength of Zhou Shan's attack and only used 30% of his energy to fight against the enemy. When the phantoms of Qingshan released by Zhou Shan collided, Bai Ye noticed something strange. For this reason, he forcibly summoned up his talent to resist Zhou Shan's attack.
Then, Bai Ye deliberately pretended to be seriously injured in order to take advantage of his trap and find his flaws. By the way, he could also see what follow-up methods Zhou Shan had this time.
"Bai Ye! You actually killed my Zilu Academy disciples in a literary battle. I want you to pay with your life."
As the dean of Zilu Academy, Zhong Bo couldn't tolerate Bai Ye killing the students in his academy in public, so he unleashed a yellow talent, which turned into thousands of sword lights and went straight to Bai Ye on the high platform.
Zhong Bo was a literary giant, and his strength ranked among the top two among the four deans. Bai Ye couldn't catch this move no matter what.
Standing on the high platform, Bai Ye looked extremely small in the face of thousands of sword lights. However, within this smallness, there was an unrivaled arrogance.
"Now that this is the case, then this literary battle will turn into a murderous battle!" Bai Ye's words were like thunder on the ground, instantly calming everyone present.
At the same time, the Master took action. He used his finger as a pen to write the word "San", and then gently threw it towards Bai Ye who was rushing towards the high platform.
The moment the scattered words were thrown out, the overwhelming sword light instantly dissipated into nothingness.
Bai Ye raised his head slightly. He looked at Zhong Bo outside the high platform, his eyes full of hostility. He knew that just because he was a disciple of Zhoushan District, he could not borrow the Mountain and Sea Mingyu from the Zhou family's semi-sage ancestor.
Someone must be behind this, and the person Bai Ye suspects is the dean of Zilu Academy. He and the Zhou family in Luoyang are old acquaintances.
"Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second! Bai Ye, are you really planning to have a murderous battle with Zilu Academy?"
The master appeared on the high platform at some point. He looked at Bai Ye and confirmed again.
Bai Ye turned around and saluted Master: "Master, the matter has come to this. If we don't carry out a killing battle, Bai Ye will probably die in the hands of Dean Zhong Bo."
"Zilu Academy and Yan Sheng Academy have also had a long-standing grudge. Why don't we come to understand each other today."
Everyone present was stunned by Bai Ye's words. They couldn't believe their ears. Bai Ye actually wanted to represent Yan Sheng Academy and Zilu Academy in a murderous battle.
"Master, Bai Ye is still just a student. He has no right to represent Yan Sheng Academy in a killing battle with you."
Zhong Bo also appeared on the high platform at this time. He stood in front of the Master and said in a respectful tone.
"He has." Ning Pingan was still sitting on the bamboo frame at this time and did not make any other movements. "A few days ago, Bai Ye has been appointed as the preparatory dean of Yan Sheng Academy. He has the right to make decisions on behalf of Yan Sheng Academy. Any decision."
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