Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

Among the various cultivation systems, the one who is most afraid of close combat is probably Confucianism.

There was no time to be shocked, Murong Yu hurriedly used the Confucianism at the bottom of the box.

"Heaven and earth. Countless

black handwriting floated out from the folding fan in his hand, and the words were connected to each other, forming an overwhelming net.

"Break it for me. The

moment he swung his fist out, Chen Ning quickly noticed something strange.

The invisible barrier that drew the ground as a prison could not stop him from punching, but under the punch, this seemingly soft net did not have the slightest trace of shattering.

At this moment, the net of heaven and earth suddenly contracted tightly, trapping Chen Ning in it.

"Oh no, that net seems to be a little weird!" Qing

Yan couldn't help frowning slightly.

This net seems to be weak, but in fact, it is the application of the Confucian law of overcoming rigidity with softness.

If you can't find a weak point, even if you have a lot of strength, you may not be able to break it with brute force.

"Verbal criticism. He

was almost approached just now, Murong Yu didn't dare to slack off any longer, and took out a brush from his arms without stopping.

As a pitch-black word "sword" was written in mid-air, the words instantly turned into more than a dozen sharp swords, piercing through the air and stabbing at Chen Ning, who was trapped in the net.

But in the next moment, all the sword blades suddenly stopped in mid-air!

No, it can't be said to be stagnant, but it can't move forward at all!

Only then did Murong Yu realize that Chen Ning's body had been quietly shrouded in a two-color halo.

The outer layer is the purple qi of the body, and the inner layer is the golden light of merit.

More than a dozen flying swords coming from all directions only pierced an inch of Chen Ning's skin.

This wound not only had no way to hit it hard, but it completely activated the long-dormant Divine Phoenix bloodline.

In Chen Ning's body, the pale golden blood was boiling hot like magma, and the terrifying afterglow even distorted the surrounding space.

Murong Yu's side had already exhausted his killing moves, and his physical strength was gradually weakening.

On the other hand, Chen Ning is full of fighting spirit and vigor.

"Break it for me!"

like a dragon's body rolling, Peng into the sky.

Chen Ning seemed to be reborn from the ashes, and his churning qi and blood completely exploded at this moment.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the net of heaven and earth instantly shattered, turning into countless broken words scattered down.

Chen Ning stepped out of it in one step, and his speed increased sharply.

"The end of the world is close at hand!" Murong

Yu, who realized that something was wrong, hurriedly wanted to escape, and with Confucianism, he appeared a hundred meters away in an instant.

But even with this technique, Chen Ning's speed was still too terrifying.

The distance of 100 meters is also fleeting for him.

In the next second, Chen Ning had already appeared in front of Murong Yu.

The fist was like the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder, roaring and shattering the space.

"Wait!"

Murong Yu hurriedly raised his hand, his mouth speed was almost comparable to that of the Confucians:

"I am a gentleman of Shuiyun Academy, and I actually have no malice towards Chen Gongzi.

The reason why I came to Chen Gongzi was because the poem that Chen Gongzi wrote for the exam shocked many Confucians as soon as it was sent to the academy.

That's why I was ordered to look all over the capital, and I happened to meet today, so I tested Chen Gongzi's strength.

This seemingly extremely long sentence took only two seconds to speak in Murong Yu's mouth.

When his last word fell, finally, the punch stopped in front of him without danger.

But just the whistling fist wind directly blew off Murong Yu's hair scarf.

Thinking of the possible consequences of this punch hitting his body, Murong Yu couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

If

you had been a little slower just now, the group of Confucians in Shuiyun Academy who were egging on themselves might have to collect their own corpses.

At that time, the group of old men swore to themselves that the person who could make such amazing poems would definitely become a generation of elegant and easy-going people of Confucianism, so that they could rest assured to try.

The result is

indeed quite elegant and easy-going, that is, a single punch can easily kill a cow......

[Defeat the Confucian cultivation of the Four-Rank Gentleman Realm, get the reward, Haoran Qi *200]

[Obtain supernatural powers, close to the end of the world, verbal and written]

At the same time, the prompt sound of the system also sounded in Chen Ning's head.

Although Murong Yu has used a lot of magical powers, only the ones that can be recognized by the system are Tianya and verbal criticism.

"Don't worry, I already knew.

Chen Ning slowly withdrew his fist.

In fact, even if Murong Yu didn't say it, he had already felt that this person did not have killing intent towards him.

Otherwise, Murong Yu's strength in the Four-Rank Gentleman Realm should not stop there.

Murong Yu was taken aback:

"Gongzi Chen actually saw it a long time ago?"

"You haven't done your best, so naturally I don't need to use all my strength."

Chen Ning smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Murong Yu laughed heartily:

"It seems that it is really as those old Confucians in the academy said, Chen Gongzi is really an interesting person!"

Murong Yu re-tied his hair scarf, and bowed his hand slightly with respect

: "Then let me introduce myself again."

is named Murong Yu, and he is a gentleman in Shuiyun Academy. "

Murong Yu is worthy of being a gentleman in Shuiyun Academy, and after being serious, his every move reveals an elegant and extraordinary demeanor.

"Xiaosheng Chen Ning came from Ning'an Village to Beijing to take the exam.

Chen Ning is also an archer.

As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other.

Although the two met for the first time, they unexpectedly felt a little like-minded.

It didn't take long for the conversation to be quite pleasant.

"So how did you find me?"

"I happened to hear Chen Gongzi's name when I passed by Wutong Street, and I waited nearby.

Murong Yu breathed a long sigh of relief:

"But it's not a coincidence.

After all, because those old Confucians in the academy are eager to find Chen Gongzi, I have been wandering around the capital for more than half a month recently......"

Chen Ning smiled:

"In this way, doesn't it mean that the poem I sent to Shuiyun Academy is qualified?"

"Isn't it more than qualified?"

The scene that happened when the poem was delivered to Shuiyun Academy, Murong Yu still remembers it vividly.

"Every year, a large number of letters are sent to Shuiyun Academy from all over the dynasty.

With so many letters, Shuiyun Academy naturally couldn't judge them one by one.

Therefore, the Confucian stones that have been passed down from generation to generation in the academy will be used.

The huge Confucian stone was baptized by Confucian poetry and books, and has a certain spirituality.

Just by placing the verse on the stone, the Confucian stone can perceive the level of the verse, and emit seven colors in increasing order of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

The evaluation standards of Shuiyun Academy are very high.

Only verses that reach above blue will be counted as qualified.

But over the years, there are very few verses that can reach the color blue, and purple has never been there.

"It's as harsh as it was rumored.

Chen Ning asked curiously, "

What color is my poem, is it blue?"

Murong Yu shook his head.

"Is it purple?"

"Not really.

"Hmm, what the hell is that......"

Murong Yu was silent for a long time before he said with embarrassment:

"There is no color, because ...... The stone cracked.

Chen Ning: "......".