"A bunch of stupid men and stupid women!" Looking at the hot scene in "Da Xuan Min Bao", in a private room of a tea house, a somewhat ferocious-looking Confucian scholar sighed softly.
This person is none other than Qian Erkang of the Fuci Club who repeatedly made things difficult for Chen Luo in Linglong Tower, causing Chen Luo to compose three songs about lovesickness.
In the private room at this time, it was the person who went to the Fuci Club with him.
After the literary competition yesterday, several great scholars who had been supporting the Fuci Society announced at the same time that they would no longer have any connection with the Fuci Society, and the Fuci Society dispersed. As for Qian Erkang and others who served as the backdrop for the Three Songs of Love, they have nowhere to go. Now I have no choice but to stay in this teahouse and scold Chen Luo and his elegant music to vent his dissatisfaction and comfort him.
Now the more I see Chen Luo climbing to a higher place, the more panic I feel in my heart, but the more disdain I have on my lips.
"What Brother Qian said is true!" After hearing Qian Erkang's words, another Confucian scholar said, "The ignorant villagers thought that Chen Luo's martial arts would be an opportunity for them to leap over the dragon's gate. Little did they know that it would be like a boat. Overturning is like grasping at a straw, but in the end it is impossible to escape the fate of addiction.”
"What kind of martial arts! I watched "The Swordsman" and it was just a group of reckless men gesticulating and kicking each other. It was extremely rude."
"Exactly! Just let them practice, and how powerful they can be if they reach heaven. Let us Confucian scholars break it with a poem!"
"Hahahaha, as the saying goes, no matter how high your hopes are, how many disappointments you have. Now these people are placing their hopes on martial arts, but when they finally find out that martial arts is actually mediocre, then will Chen Luo'er'an be able to achieve the glory he has today!"
"But..." A Confucian scholar who was sitting silently on the side said, "What if...I mean what if, martial arts is also very powerful?"
There was silence in the private room for a moment.
After a moment, Qian Erkang coughed: "Brother Sun is really good at joking. If martial arts is really so powerful, then why has Chen Luo never taken action?"
"I heard that Quli Hou Qi Huaiyu asked his demon servant to stop Chen Luo in the street. The demon servant was only in the blood refining realm, so Chen Luo still had to rely on the protection of Prince Jing to leave. This shows that his martial arts skills are mediocre."
"Take a step back and say, if Chen Luo's martial arts really has any merit, then why didn't Chen Luo take the lead in the Linhuang challenge?"
After Qian Erkang finished speaking, everyone's faces relaxed and they nodded.
"Brother Qian's analysis is extremely accurate! As the founder of martial arts, Chen Luo is so unbearable. That martial arts... hahahaha, a remote little road!"
"Appropriate and appropriate, a remote trail. In my opinion, this martial art is the way to fool the people! Let's wait until the people find out the truth and let's see how that little Chen Luo'er ends up!"
"Everyone, we will substitute tea for wine, drink this cup together, and wait for Chen Luo to fall from the clouds!"
Everyone raised their teacups high and touched them. Halfway through drinking, the sound of Literary Minister Yan Baichuan's tongue bursting out of the window suddenly sounded like spring thunder, which resounded throughout the city——
"Wan'an Bo Chen Luo challenged the demon clan's mission with his martial arts. In an open and fair manner, all the people witnessed——"
"Puff" "Puff" "Puff" "Puff"...
Streams of tea spurted out from the mouths of Qian Erkang and others, and everyone saw looks of disbelief and fear in the eyes of others!
…
"This is a battle to rectify the reputation of martial arts, and it is also a battle to frighten the demon tribe!" Wei Yan said to Cai Tongchen in the carriage heading to the East Palace, "The military minister sent a military report, and the two major tribes of the barbarians moved south. This winter's Wan There may be a war in Renshan."
Cai Tongchen: "Teacher, what you mean is that the demon clan will take advantage of the situation and rob it?"
Wei Yan nodded: "The Demon Ancestor once invited Saint Kong to enlighten the demons. Until the Emperor Lin's period, the Demon Clan would always send mysterious envoys to our dynasty to study. In the Ten Thousand Demons Country, our human race's system and the demon race's customs coexist."
"But this tribe was born in the mountains and ravines, and grew up in fighting and plundering. However, they only learned superficially in their studies of Confucianism."
"Awe of power but not moral, and abide by small etiquette without great righteousness!"
"If you see that we are going all out to fight against the barbarians in the north, you will definitely have a change of heart and wait for an opportunity to go north to invade our southern border."
Cai Tongchen asked in confusion: "What is the direct connection between this and Chen... the young master's challenge to the demon mission?"
Wei Yan glanced sideways at Cai Tongchen and explained: "Uncle Chen... Junior Master revealed his martial arts in the Linhuang Arena, and also fell into the eyes of the demon clan. Bai Qingqing must have sent the message back at this time."
"If the young master shows great potential in martial arts, and combined with the fact that everyone can practice on this path, the potential of the human race will greatly increase in the next few years."
"The demon clan is not a clan, but a collective name for many ethnic groups combined into one, among which the ten clans are headed, which are the ten holy clans."
"Among the Ten Saint Clan, it is not that we, the human race, have no good friends. With martial arts as a variable, if it can cause changes in the strength of humans and demons, it can disrupt the decision-making of the Holy King Palace and prevent the demon clan from uniting and heading north. Unless they It is certain to exterminate Daxuan, but is this possible?
"Of course, if martial arts are not mentioned, the human and demon forces still cannot see the possibility of change. With the style of the demon clan, there may be changes in Southern Xinjiang!"
"The Minister of Literature and the Prime Minister have always had different political views, but because they both saw this, they reached an agreement this time."
Cai Tongchen hesitated for a moment and said: "But isn't this pushing my uncle out? If the martial arts is mediocre, it would be fine. If the martial arts becomes a blockbuster, wouldn't my uncle become a thorn in the side of demons and barbarians?"
Wei Yan sighed: "So Lu Dazhi deserves to die!"
"Your master once told me that we, the Bamboo Saint Ancestor, will only announce the news about martial arts after we have been hiding our little uncle until we are able to stand on our own!"
"But Lu Dazhi's blatant attack exposed my junior uncle in advance."
"In this case, we can only take advantage of the situation. You only see that martial arts has made the young martial uncle a thorn in the side of the demon barbarians, but you think about it on the other hand, his enemy is my hero. This may not be a wise man of the human race. Will they all stand up to protect my junior uncle?"
"My human race continues to this day, although there have been scum."
"But he is always well protected by the bravest people."
"They will try their best to keep hope."
Cai Tongchen nodded solemnly, and the carriage became quiet...
…
Dongque.
It had only been one day, and the seats for the ceremony had not even been removed, and now they were full of people again.
The Demon Clan Mission accepted Daxuan's challenge as expected.
The one who went out to fight bit up half of the body of Lu Nianfeng, a student of Taiping Academy, Tan Qu, the young master of the wolf clan who had the blood of the bloody wolf.
At this moment, Tan Qu was standing at the seat of the demon clan's envoy, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes. Bai Qingqing walked up to Tan Qu and said, "Tan Qu, remember, we need to get first-hand information on martial arts in this battle."
"We need to report back and let the Holy King Palace make an assessment!"
"In this battle, the human race wants to fight a battle of shock and awe. If you can defeat the enemy, we can get more benefits from the subsequent negotiations!"
"Don't make any mistakes."
Tanqu looked at Bai Qingqing and said coldly: "I don't need you, a half-demon, to remind you."
After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Chen Luo standing opposite, licked his lips and felt that every one of his teeth was itching: "I really want to crush his bones!"
On the other side, Song Tuizhi was carefully telling Chen Luo: "Junior brother, the characteristic of the wolf demon is agility. You should not compete with him on foot strength. The wolf clan has many magical powers, which is difficult to judge at the moment, but they are basically attack magical powers and soul attacks. There are quite a few, you can use your "Bamboo Ode" poem as a defense. By the way, that requires righteousness...Xiaoji!"
Xiaoji: (((┏(;￣▽￣)┛Here it is...
Chen Luo smiled: "Fourth Senior Brother, I want to use martial arts, so there is no need to suck Xiao Ji."
Xiaoji: Shall I go?
Song Tuizhi frowned: "I know that most of the fights in "The Swordsman" are about using moves based on the situation. Just do your best, don't force it!"
"Fourth Senior Brother, I am very strong."
"I know I know!"
While the two were talking, a student slowly walked up to Chen Luo. Chen Luo took a look and saw that it was the half-demon student Lu Nianfeng who had been seriously injured before.
At this moment, Lu Nianfeng was being supported by two other students from Taiping College.
Lu Nianfeng: "I've met Wan Anbo."
Chen Luo quickly responded: "Brother Lu, you're welcome, what are you doing?"
Lu Nianfeng pushed away the other two Taiping students, saluted Chen Luo, and said sincerely: "Nianfeng knows that our students are participating in the martial arts competition to show weakness."
"But today, Nianfeng begs Wan Anbo to show off his reputation in martial arts!"
"Tens of millions of civilians and millions of ordinary soldiers in the Northern Territory are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of dying from powerlessness!"
"Student Lu Nianfeng will have the honor to see the first martial arts battle. I wish Wan Anbo good luck in martial arts!"
After speaking, Lu Nianfeng bowed and the two Taiping students beside him also bowed.
"May Wan'anbo's military fortune be prosperous!"
…
Chen Luo looked at the Taiping daggers tied to the three of them, and a sense of pride rose in his heart.
He helped Lu Nianfeng and the other three people up, turned his head, and met Tanqu's eyes.
Chen Luo said softly: "Just watch, martial arts will definitely prosper."
After Chen Luo finished speaking, he exerted his strength with his legs, jumped up, and landed on the high jade platform.
At the same time, Hou An's voice sounded:
"Open the fair and square formation, and the gambling battle begins——"
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