I Become A Saint By Studying

"Fuck..."

Lin Yi was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Is it okay?

It's a good saying that a gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands. Is this the legendary saying that words follow the law?

Lin Yi's heart beat faster.

There is a feeling of opening the door to a new world.

"..."

Chen Jinbei couldn't help but support his forehead. He also knew the dean's character, but it was just a sneak attack like this... is it really okay?

What's more, the other party is the dean of Qingping Academy.

He Weijun from Junji Academy frowned and said in a low voice, "vulgar!"

"Shameless old thief!"

He Wancheng's crotch was cold, and his face turned red. Originally, this kind of magical power could be avoided, but Zheng Zhiqiu's sudden attack couldn't stop him.

He hurriedly pulled up his trousers, bursting with anger, glaring at Zheng Zhiqiu and said, "The dean of the dignified academy, actually did such a vulgar thing, has Saint's knowledge been read into the dog's stomach?"

"Today I will let you see the methods of my Qingping Academy!"

From He Wancheng's sleeve robe, a pen glowing with golden light flew out, his talent turned into ink, and he drew in the void.

A large cyan flood was outlined, and then covered in black air.

When the black air dissipated, a large cyan dragon swam out of the void, between illusion and reality, hissing at Zheng Zhiqiu.

"Xiaoqing?"

Lin subconsciously said, the cyan big flood plus the style of ink painting made him instantly enter it.

"What Xiaoqing?"

Chen Jinbei took Lin Yi and Su Huaizhi to evacuate, and at the same time explained, "This is Qingping Academy's literature, Taoism and painting skills. It is illustrated with pens. Our Pingzhou Academy is good at literature, and the words hurt people!"

"Of course, the essence is actually the same. They are all based on talent. One depends on the level of painting skills, and the other depends on the true meaning of the comprehension of the article!"

"In addition, painting is also a kind of literature. Literature is all-encompassing. I can't finish it in a while..."

Lin Yi nodded slightly, his mind moved, and he asked, "Then the tiger that Zhu Liren sketched before is also Wen Dao painting?"

Chen Jinbei nodded and said, "Yes, Zhu Liren is majoring in painting!"

Lin Yi looked at Zhu Liren who was flustered in the distance, and muttered, "Then he may never be able to pick up a pen..."

at this time.

Zheng Zhiqiu also flew out a golden light pen from his Confucian robe, and said sarcastically, "I can make your pants drop, which means that Saint also agrees. Do you want to say that Saint is also vulgar?"

"You snatched my student today, and you still have the face to call me shameless?"

"town!"

Zheng Zhiqiu outlined a golden word 'town' in one stroke, and the handwriting melted away, forming a large net, which directly covered the green dragon.

The collision of mighty and majestic talents created a violent wind on the street.

The green dragon struggled in the giant net, and then spit out green mist, instantly corroding a gap in the big net.

Pounce on Zheng Zhiqiu again.

He Wancheng sneered and said, "It's a small skill. A few years ago, I traveled around the world of ten thousand demons and discussed with a green dragon. I mastered its body shape and natal supernatural powers, and put it into writing. How can you be able to hold it down with a single word!"

"You are amazing! This green dragon belongs to the first mother!"

Zheng Zhiqiu couldn't help feeling sick to He Wancheng.

Lin Yi "..."

How did Zheng Zhiqiu become the dean of Pingzhou Academy?

What about ethics?

He Wancheng's eyeballs almost popped out, his chest heaved violently, "You...you are simply a disgrace to a gentleman!"

"You don't even let the snake go, who is the shame of a gentleman?"

Zheng Zhiqiu kept prodding He Wancheng with words, and then a picture scroll flew out of his sleeve robe, "It's not that I haven't gained anything in these years, isn't it just painting skills? I have it too!"

The voice fell.

Zheng Zhiqiu's majestic talent was instilled in his body, and the picture scroll bloomed with pink brilliance.

Then a pair of smooth and white jade legs protruded out of the scroll first, and as the red maple fell, a tall girl in pink with scantily clad came out of the scroll.

She has an enchanting figure, natural charm, and a light figure, with a charming smile, she rushes towards He Wancheng.

He Wancheng's face turned red, and he trembled with anger, "Shameless old thief, to collect such treasures... I am ashamed to be with you!"

The next moment.

The woman in pink threw herself into He Wancheng's arms, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Immediately, He Wancheng's eyes blurred, and a sense of sleepiness struck him.

"Who cares about being with you..."

Zheng Zhiqiu rolled his eyes to He Wancheng, and the golden pen in his hand was shining brightly, outlining the word "Broken!"

The broken character turned into a huge axe, and it directly split the green flood dragon, so that it could return to the space between heaven and earth.

Qingjiao was scattered by the shock, and He Wancheng immediately came back to his senses, his whole face was black as charcoal, and he said angrily, "Zheng Zhiqiu, you...you are insulting gentlemen!"

He Wancheng felt like his lungs would explode if he wanted to curse but couldn't say it.

"Oh!"

Zheng Zhiqiu responded lightly, and took out a book from his sleeve robe, "I still have a picture of beautiful women..."

He Wancheng took two steps back subconsciously, blushing and said, "You deceived me that I was going through a gentleman's calamity, and you used pictures of beautiful women to deal with me, despicable!"

He Wancheng flew into the air, looked down at Zheng Zhiqiu and said, "There are too many mortals here, you and I will fight against each other!"

"Okay, I'll let a few more beauties play with you to satisfy you!"

call out!

Holding the thick album of beauties in his hand, Zheng Zhiqiu chased after him, his words almost made He Wancheng fall!

...

Seeing this scene, Lin Yi became puzzled again, and turned to look at Chen Jinbei, "Master Chen, what is the calamity of a gentleman? Why does the picture of a beautiful woman make Dean He afraid?"

Chen Jinbei was thoughtful, and said, "A gentleman of fourth rank becomes a great scholar of third rank, and he has to go through a catastrophe. It is rumored that Dean He has no interest in women. It is estimated that his catastrophe is to make him lose his resistance to women..."

"The dean said that he would not spare even snakes... is it true?"

Lin Yi didn't expect this kind of heart disaster, and the way he looked at He Wancheng changed.

"Ahem~"

Chen Jinbei couldn't help coughing violently, his face was slightly hot.

It should be true!

now.

The two strong men in the gentleman realm fought fiercely in mid-air. From time to time, pink brilliance exploded, red flowers fell, and their talents fluctuated violently.

Lin Yi, Chen Jinbei, Su Huaizhi and others watched with great interest, after all, such a scene is too rare.

"enough!"

At this moment, He Weijun of Junji Academy spoke, looked at the two figures in midair, and said in a deep voice, "Vacation is forbidden here!"

call out!

call out!

Before Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng could react, they fell from midair.

Lin Yi's heart was moved. He Weijun's strength seemed to be much stronger than Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng.

Then... If he insists on protecting Zhu Liren, no one can do anything to them.

The situation is not good!

"The two of you are the masters of the academy. In order to compete for a disciple, how can you fight like this?"

He Weijun said in a deep voice, looking like an old Dage.

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng snorted coldly at each other, neither of them convinced the other.

"He Wancheng robbed my disciple, I will fight with reason and convince others with virtue, is there no problem?" Zheng Zhiqiu said seriously.

"What do you mean robbing your disciple, did Lin Yi write that he is a disciple of Pingzhou Academy?" He Wancheng still refused to budge.

"Stop arguing, Lin Yi, I want it from Junji Academy!"

Suddenly, He Weijun directly clarified his opinions.

Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng suddenly turned their heads to look at He Weijun, glaring at him.