Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"The emperor's sword technique, the divine dragon swings its tail!"

Ji Han shouted low and swung the Emperor's Sword in his hand. The little green dragon that was originally charging towards Ci Song instantly turned its head and lashed its tail towards the golden sword light.

"Even if that's the case, then I won't hold back."

Ci Song raised his sword to meet him, the sound of metal collision sounded, and he moved across all directions. Under the action of his own sword energy, the sword light suddenly split into four, slashing towards Ji Han from four directions.

"boom!"

The huge impact of the sword energy swept around like a turbulent wave, sweeping everyone around into it, and layers of air waves continued to slap everyone.

Although everyone was enveloped in cyan light and did not receive any damage, they were still dizzy from the aftermath.

When the momentum dissipated, everyone looked intently and saw that Ci Song was still standing firmly on the spot. Although his clothes were a little messy, there was a faint golden light emitting from his body, protecting him.

"It seems that this competition is mine."

Ji Han put away the Emperor's Sword, raised his hand and said to Ci Song. He took out a green jade bottle from his arms and threw it to Ci Song, "This is the bone refining pill refined by the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Thank you very much."

Ci Song took the cyan jade bottle, looked it up and down, and then put it in his arms.

"Okay, okay, there are many talents in the world. I really didn't expect that this Mohist disciple would be so great."

There was a smile on Emperor Zhou's face, and then he looked at Ji Han and said, "Xiao Han, you always deny the methods of cultivating talents in the world today, thinking that the ancient method is the most powerful method. However, Sheng Xun once Said: "Green, taken from blue and green from blue; ice, water for it and cold from water." This method of talent cultivation was originally derived from the ancient method of Confucius. As long as it is improved, it will definitely be better than the ancient method. The method of cultivation is more advanced.”

"Taizu..."

Ji Han looked at Emperor Zhou, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, "Ji Han is just a little angry."

"I know your temperament, but I hope you can be more rebellious and not be so obedient all the time."

Zhou Tianzi said with a smile, "That's all, I will take out ten more bone refining pills today. If anyone present can beat Ji Han's moves by half a move, they can take them."

"this..."

Everyone looked at the elixir in front of Emperor Zhou, their eyes glowing with gold.

Perhaps it was because Ci Song had defeated Ji Han several times before, so everyone present also began to communicate privately.

On the Daliang side, led by Ci Yang, and other junior officials, as well as some talented young people from Daliang Kingdom, occupy the west part of the banquet hall. Several junior officials have begun to think about taking the stage.

"Little Military God, you are also a cultivator, why don't you go up and fight with this little emperor?" A young man sitting next to Ci Yang asked with some doubts.

"It is true that I am a juren, but the aura exuding from the little emperor is definitely not comparable to that of a juren. In addition, he specializes in the physical body through ancient methods, so his combat power may have reached that of a Jinshi."

Ci Yang replied seriously. He had previously observed that when Ji Han and Ci Song fought, the auras on both sides were calm and vast. It was definitely not something he could match, especially the Emperor's Sword Technique. Although it seemed that Ci Yang Song took it easily, but as a swordsman, Ci Yang could clearly sense how terrifying the sword intent in Ji Han's Emperor's Sword was.

"Jinshi? Little Army God, are you kidding me? Although this little emperor is holding the Emperor's Sword, according to the ancient law, this little emperor has just stepped into the mirror not long ago. At most, he is just a scholar. You are exaggerating. ”

A person next to him said with some disbelief. In his opinion, the little emperor just had a louder tone.

"If you don't believe it, just go up and try it."

Ci Yang didn't explain any more. His eyes glanced around the field and finally stopped on the central stage.

"This Mohist disciple does have some skills." A hint of admiration flashed in Ci Yang's eyes. He found that this Mohist disciple was extremely exquisite in both swordsmanship and body skills, and was definitely not comparable to ordinary monks.

"Perhaps we can find a chance to communicate with him."

Ci Yang secretly thought in his heart that if he could pull this Mohist disciple into the Daliang camp, it would definitely be a big help in the secret territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the next year.

As for the other six countries, it was just a discussion, and no one dared to come forward directly. After a long time, a young man from the Qi country in the east of the banquet slowly stood up and walked to Ji Han.

"I am a guest of the Fourth Young Master of the State of Qi. I am also a scholar. Today I would like to ask the prince for some tips."

The young man was wearing a Confucian robe, with a green jade pendant hanging around his waist. He looked gentle and elegant, with the temperament of a scholar, but the sharpness in his eyes showed that he was no ordinary scholar.

Ji Han cupped his hands and said, "Please."

"That's offending."

The guest at the door of the Fourth Young Master of Qi State raised his hand to signal, then drew out a long sword, moved his feet, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

"What a speed!"

Many people were amazed when they saw the speed at which the fourth prince of Qi met his guest.

"The emperor's sword technique, the dragon swings its tail!"

Ji Han didn't make the slightest move. The Emperor's Sword flew out from behind him and turned into a small green dragon, wagging its head and tail and rushing towards the guest of the fourth prince of Qi State.

"The disciples of the Fourth Young Master of Qi have some skills when it comes to controlling power with the sword, but he only uses the technique of controlling the sword to fight against the Emperor's Sword Art. The gap is still quite big."

A hint of surprise flashed in Ci Yang's eyes in the distance, but it was just a hint.

"Boom!"

The cyan dragon and the long sword collided, and a huge momentum burst out. Countless cracks spread out from the feet of the two, but they recovered in an instant.

When the momentum dissipated, everyone looked closely and saw that there was a three-foot-deep crack in front of the guest official under the four princes of Qi State, and his long sword had been shattered, but he remained standing, motionless.

Ji Han put away the Emperor's Sword in his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "It seems that the gap between these candidates is still a bit big."

At the moment Ji Han put away the sword, the guest official's body slowly fell to the ground, no longer alive.

Then Ji Han turned to look at the Emperor of Zhou, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying: "Today's banquet is a great joy. Ji Han has no intention of killing anyone. Please punish me, Emperor."

"You kid, don't really think that all the literati in the world are as strong as the Mohist disciple just now.

This guest official under the tutelage of the four princes of Qi State is a Juren, but there is a big gap compared to the previous junior."

After these words came out, everyone really realized that it was not that Ji Han was weak, but that Ci Song was too strong. In front of Ji Han, ordinary Juren was just a sword opponent.

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