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

At this moment, everyone understood that Ci Song's strength had far exceeded their imagination. In Ci Song's eyes, Jinshi's cultivation was no match for him with a single sword.

"All the students from the martial arts academy are dead. Is there any student from the liberal arts academy who can take the stage to avenge them?"

Ci Song slowly turned around and glanced at the students of the Korean Academy of Arts on the side. His voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was saying something insignificant.

Faced with such provocations, the students in the Faculty of Arts were completely silent and no one dared to respond.

With his own strength, Ci Song defeated dozens of students from the martial arts academy, including several strong men who were Jinshi practitioners. Such strength has already made them afraid.

They knew that the gap between themselves and Ci Song was not only in terms of cultivation, but also in terms of strength and combat experience.

At this moment, Shang Wuqing's ears seemed to be ringing with his brother Shang Wuliang's instructions before leaving.

"Ring Wu, if you encounter Junior Brother Ci Song during this trip to the Great Zhou Dynasty, remember not to make an enemy of him. His strength is far superior to yours, and you are not his opponent. If you really conflict with him, I can help you. I understand the name, I believe Ci Song will not deliberately embarrass you."

Therefore, although Shang Wuqing had a quarrel with Ci Song today, he had no real intention to fight against Ci Song.

It's just that today Ci Song killed all the martial arts students in anger. Even if he didn't want to be an enemy of Ci Song, as the young student leader of Korean literati, if he didn't come to power at this moment, then Korea would be completely embarrassed by him. .

Shang Wuqing took a deep breath and was about to stand up to confront Ci Song, but at this moment, Han Shi stood up and raised his hand to hold him down.

"Although I have heard about the power of Major General Ci, I can see it today. It is indeed well-deserved. Although Major General Ci's strength far exceeds that of his peers, we in South Korea are not unpopular."

Han Shi looked directly at Ci Song, but his expression became indifferent, completely different from the timid and cowardly look he had when he confronted Ci Song before.

"Oh? Does His Royal Highness want to come up and fight with Ci Song?" Ci Song naturally noticed Han Shi's changes. His eyes were always on Han Shi and he looked him up and down.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Shang Wuqing looked at Han Shi who was getting up, with a worried look on his face.

He knew that Han Shi was powerful, but Ci Song's strength was even more unfathomable, and he was worried that Han Shi would suffer.

However, Han Shi shook his head slightly at him, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

"Qing Wu, please keep an eye on me. Today I will let the people of Zhou Dynasty know that I, a Korean scholar, are not someone they can bully at will."

Han Shi said, his figure flashed, and he appeared on the ring the next second. He was wearing a dark purple robe with complex golden patterns embroidered on the skirt, highlighting his extraordinary identity and status.

"Major General Ci, please enlighten me."

Han Shi slowly raised his right hand and cupped it towards Ci Song who was opposite him. Although this action is simple, it reveals his inner confidence and calmness.

Ci Song's eyes then fell on the ring finger of his left hand, where he wore a dazzling ruby ​​ring. The ruby ​​​​of this ring is as hot as fire, shining with mysterious light, and seems to contain endless power.

At this moment, a surging crimson energy was released from Han Shi's body. This talent was like a violent mountain fire, instantly filling the entire arena. The talent surrounding Han Shi was getting thicker and thicker, like a tank filled with water, as if it would overflow at any time.

At the same time, a powerful aura emanated from Han Shi, making everyone present feel a sense of oppression.

This is the atmosphere of Hanlin!

Everyone looked at Han Shi in surprise. They did not expect that this Korean prince, who had always kept a low profile, was already a Hanlin. It seemed that Han Shi was only twenty-eight years old this year. With such a talent, he was considered to be the top of the world just now. top among them.

Ci Song also narrowed his eyes slightly. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from Han Shi. He was indeed a real Hanlin. Han Shi's appearance when his talent was revealed was the same as that of Senior Brother Beiyuan whom he met back then. Exactly the same.

"It's really surprising that he is a Hanlin cultivator. It may be a bit difficult to fight across the ranks."

Ci Song made a joke, but without any fear in his heart, he slowly raised the hilt of the light sword in his hand and pointed it at Han Shi.

"Your Highness, please enlighten me."

Ci Song's voice was calm and powerful, as if there was an unquestionable majesty. As his words fell, the talent on the hilt of the sword suddenly exploded, and the crystal-clear sword stretched out from the hilt, shining like crystal and dazzling.

"Okay, then I'm welcome to do it."

A long red stick appeared out of thin air in Han Shi's hand. The long stick was surrounded by red talent, like a burning flame stick, exuding a fiery aura.

Han Shi grasped the long stick tightly, and with a movement of his body, he rushed towards Ci Song. His movements were fast and powerful, and the long stick drew fiery trajectories in the air, as if it was going to burn everything.

"Fire attribute talent? This reminds me of Senior Brother Zeng."

Ci Song raised his sword and rushed towards Han Shi at the same time. The tip of the sword collided with the long stick in the air, and dazzling sparks erupted.

Han Shi holds a long stick in his hand, his momentum is like a rainbow, his talent is like fire, every blow seems to set the world on fire. Filling the surrounding air with blazing temperature. The long stick and the tip of Ci Song's sword collided fiercely in the air, making a deafening metallic collision sound. Sparks flew everywhere, like fireworks in the daytime, gorgeous and dazzling.

The roar sounded, and a powerful air wave spread out around the two people. The figures of the two people intertwined in the air. The roar continued. Every collision was accompanied by a powerful air wave spreading. The people around the ring Small cracks appeared on the ground under this force, as if it was about to collapse under this force.

Han Shi's strength was indeed strong, and every blow contained the power of blazing flames, as if it was going to burn Ci Song into ashes.

Ci Song was not weak either. His swordsmanship was agile and swift. Each sword hit the shadow of Han Shi's stick accurately, neutralizing the power of the flames one by one.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and the air around them seemed to be ignited with heat waves.

Under the ring, Shang Wuqing and others watched the fierce battle intently. Han Shi was worthy of being a Hanlin cultivator. Ci Song was being forced back by the long stick in his hand, and he had reached the edge of the ring in a moment.

"Hanlin is really powerful. It seems it's time to show his true ability."

Ci Song's right hand touched the jade pendant at his waist, and a cold light shot out from the jade pendant. He raised his hand and shook it, and the Shui Han Sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as the Water Cold Sword came out, the temperature of the entire arena seemed to drop a few points, and the icy coldness made everyone present feel a biting chill.

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