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

Ci Song stood on the same spot, surrounded by an indescribable vortex, greedily devouring the talents surrounding him. These talents gathered and condensed above his head,

Finally, it transformed into a dazzling golden figure. The figure was holding a long sword that seemed to be able to cut off all the shackles in the world. The figure was aloof and detached, just like a generation of sword immortals coming to the dust, with peerless splendor and awe.

"Buzz!"

The shadow above Ci Song's head trembled slightly, and made a crisp sound of swords, like the roar of dragons and phoenixes, and then turned into a golden light, merging with Ci Song.

"Qiang!"

The body of the Shuihan Sword suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, rendering the originally icy blue sword body into brilliant gold. A fierce sword energy burst out from the sword body, and the space pointed by the sword tip was covered by it. distortion.

Seeing this, the young man on the other side, Ci Qibai, also merged the vision of the poem he recited with himself. But at this moment, he was shocked by the poem recited by Ci Song. Ci Song actually recited the entire poem in one go. This is a poem handed down from generation to generation, and the artistic conception contained in this poem handed down from generation to generation perfectly fits the way of swordsmanship, as if he was born for the sword.

At this moment, both of them were blessed by the vision of poetry, and their auras reached an extremely terrifying level.

"boom!"

With one step of Ci Song's foot, he was like an arrow from the string, shooting towards the young man Ci Qi Bai. The Shui Han Sword in his hand drew a golden sword arc in the air, and the sharp sword energy wiped out the ice and snow on the stage. All minced.

"bite!"

The young man Ci Qibai also waved the water cold sword in his hand to greet him. The two water cold swords collided fiercely in the air. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal. Fine cracks appeared in the space above the ring under the cutting of the sword energy.

"So strong!"

"Junior Brother Ci's growth rate has indeed exceeded our imagination."

"Here, what is the origin of the young man on this stage??"

The students below the ring looked at the two people who were fighting fiercely on the ring in shock. Among them, except for the secular students, not many people knew Ci Song, so they were extremely shocked by Ci Song's fighting power.

Every time the two cold water swords collided, the sword energy erupted was enough to severely injure them.

"bite!"

After another collision, Ci Song and young Ci Qi Bai suddenly separated. This time, the two did not continue to fight, but stood quietly at both ends of the ring, looking at each other.

After the fight just now, both of them knew that their strength was about the same. If they continued to fight, it would be difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.

"I admit, you are very strong." The young man Ci Qibai looked at Ci Song and said.

Ci Song did not respond. When he fought with young Ci Qibai, he realized that although Ci Qibai held the sword in his right hand, he could perform vertical and horizontal sword techniques and was very familiar with all kinds of sword moves. connection.

Now, even though Ci Song can use his right hand to perform the vertical sword technique, he is not as familiar with it as his left hand, and he cannot seamlessly connect the vertical sword technique with the horizontal sword technique.

Therefore, when the sword moves collided just now, he was actually at a disadvantage. He relied on the stronger vision of poetry to barely draw a tie with Qi Qi.

"But today, you can't stop me from leaving."

I saw the young man Ci Qibai take out another long sword from the jade pendant and hold it in his hand.

When Ci Song saw this, he didn't say much. He also took out the light sword from the jade pendant on his waist and held it in his left hand.

"Huh?? You can also use two swords?"

The young man Ci Qibai was stunned. Ci Song could actually use two swords, which was beyond his expectation.

You know, in Tianyuan Continent, most of the swordsmanship monks can only practice one-handed swordsmanship, and few people will practice two-handed swordsmanship, because two-handed swordsmanship requires extremely high understanding and qualifications of the monks, and it is much more difficult to practice than one-handed swordsmanship. Swordsmanship is much higher.

Even when he first practiced two-handed swordsmanship, it was Gongsun Cuo and Ning Ping'an who spent a lot of energy in guiding him, and he spent a lot of time practicing before he succeeded.

The Ci Song in front of him not only mastered the two-handed sword technique, but also looked at the gesture of holding the sword in his left hand. It was clear that he was also very familiar with the left-hand sword technique. How could this not shock him.

"Who exactly are you??"

The young man Ci Qi stared at Ci Song with his white eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"Ci Song."

Ci Song faintly uttered two words, and suddenly moved towards the young man Ci Qi Bai. Holding swords in both hands, he used vertical and horizontal sword techniques at the same time. The two long swords drew mysterious and unpredictable swords in the air. rail.

"Hahaha, come on, two swords versus two swords, let's see who is stronger today!"

The young man Ci Qibai laughed loudly and moved towards Ci Song. He waved his sword with both hands and fought with Ci Song.

"So strong. The strength of these two people has probably reached the late stage of heaven level, right??"

"The duel between the two swords is really exciting."

The students below the ring looked at the two men fighting fiercely on the ring with shocked expressions. This was the first time for them to see such a wonderful duel between swords.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

The two swords of Ci Song and the youth Ci Qi Bai were constantly colliding with each other. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal. Every collision was dangerous. If you were not careful, your body would be pierced by the opponent's long sword.

But both of them have mastered the two-handed swordsmanship to the point of perfection. The swords are as bright as weaving and as fast as lightning. Every collision seems to be a delicate balance between heaven and earth. In a fleeting moment, there is endless meaning. Dangerous.

The two of them were agile, like dragons playing in the water, dancing on the edge of life and death. Every time they were in danger, they cleverly turned danger into safety with different sword moves.

"It's fun, today's battle is really fun!"

The young man Ci Qibai laughed heartily, penetrating the noise of swords. His eyes flashed with unprecedented light. He hadn't met such an evenly matched opponent for a long time, and he was similar to himself in all aspects. Today, he was very happy to fight with Ci Song.

Ci Song did not respond, but swung the two swords in his hands with all his strength, fighting fiercely with the young man Ci Qibai. He was completely immersed in the battle at this moment, with only endless sword intent and fighting intent in his heart.

"Ding!"

After another collision, Ci Song and the young man Ci Qibai separated again. This time, both of them staggered slightly. Obviously, the collision just now had some impact on both of them.

The young man Ci Qibai, with endless fighting spirit, looked at Ci Song with satisfaction and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that besides me, there is actually someone who can comprehend the Zongheng sword technique to this extent. Junior brother, if that's the case, can you learn this move?"

"Zongheng and Heng are combined."

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