Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1810 Wu Dong Academy

The disciples of Wudong Academy wear different colors, but they are all solid colors, either all white, all black, or all purple. They admire pure colors very much.

From time to time, there are disciples walking hurriedly in the academy, but they all tiptoe and try not to make any noise.

The only sound here is the sound of reading loudly from some palaces!

At the far east end of Wudong Academy is a high cliff. On the high cliff are written three characters: Lecture on Martial Arts Hall!

Below the cliff is a huge courtyard that stretches for tens of thousands of meters. This courtyard is the martial arts hall of Wudong Academy.

The Wudong Hall is the core of the Wudong Academy.

As the name suggests, we don’t practice martial arts, we don’t teach martial arts, we don’t practice martial arts, we just teach martial arts!

The List of Heroes of the Thirty-seven Dragon-Slaying Kingdoms came from the Martial Arts Hall.

So to a certain extent, the Martial Arts Hall is almost equivalent to the Wudong Academy in the eyes of outsiders!

At the core of Jiangwu Hall, there are nine towers, each of which is ten stories high. They are made of beautiful jade and are extremely gorgeous.

There are white copper wind chimes hanging on the eaves of each floor. When the wind blows, the wind chimes ring, crisp and sweet, with a tinkling sound.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly outside, there was no wind at all, and it was extremely dull.

On the ninth floor of a certain tall tower, which is the second highest floor, the windows on all sides are open, and there is a quiet room inside.

In the quiet room, a man dressed as a middle-aged Confucian scholar was sitting cross-legged behind the desk, writing quickly.

On this floor, except for the small place where he was, the other places were filled with bookshelves. The bookshelves were filled with various classics and scrolls, and the fragrance of ink overflowed.

At this moment, suddenly the wind chimes rang outside, the wind came slowly, and then there was a sound of wings vibrating, and a green bird, about the size of a palm, flew in from the window.

Although this cyan bird is small in size, it is very powerful. There are golden lines in the cyan color, and its beak is shining with golden light, and it seems that it can even peck through metal alive.

When the middle-aged scribe saw him, his face immediately showed a hint of joy: "Xiaoqing, you are back!"

The blue-and-gold bird seemed to be very happy as well, chirping excitedly several times.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said quickly: "Qing'er, Qing'er, don't scream. If you disturb the master, you will be scolded."

Upon hearing the word "master", even the green and gold bird seemed to be very afraid and quickly stopped talking.

He stopped on the middle-aged Confucian scholar's shoulder and rubbed against him very affectionately.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and said, "Let me see what good news you have brought."

Then he took out a small bamboo tube from under his belly, half black and half blue-black.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly raised his eyebrows and said: "The black color represents the Qin State, and the green and black colors represent the Chu State. What does this mean? Could it be something that happened at the junction of the two countries?"

It turns out that Wudong Academy has spies all over the Thirty-Seven Dragon Slaying Kingdoms. If there is any news, the eyes will immediately send a message and let Wudong Academy know immediately so that they can respond in time.

He crushed the bamboo tube with interest and took out a small paper roll from inside!

When he opened it, he still had a nonchalant look on his face, but when he saw the content on the scroll, his face immediately showed a look of shock: "What? How is that possible?"

He felt that he had read it wrong, and then he quickly read the words on the scroll again word for word.

After reading it three times, he was finally convinced that he had read it correctly.

And he would not doubt the authenticity of this scroll. His face was full of huge shock that could not be concealed, and even his hands started to shake. This is an extremely rare situation!

He murmured: "Incredible, this is unbelievable. A boy who is not even twenty years old actually killed two five-star martial arts masters one after another? God, what kind of genius is this?"

He immediately realized the great value of this letter, and without any hesitation, he climbed directly to the tenth floor, which was the highest floor!

He was breathing rapidly, with a look of excitement on his face. It wasn't until he was about to step on the last few steps of the tenth floor that he took a deep breath to calm down the violent breathing, and then slowly knocked the key in front of him. wooden door.

"Master, there is some very important news that I need you to take a look at."

After a while, a gentle and clear voice came from inside: "Come in."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar slowly pushed the door open and entered. The tenth level was actively expanding, but it was extremely empty. There was only a futon in the middle and nothing else.

On the futon, an old man was sitting cross-legged, looking at him indifferently.

This old man's face was extremely ugly. His face was as wrinkled as dry tree bark, and half of his face was burnt and half platinum.

His face is constantly steaming, constantly wandering, and even constantly competing. Even looking down, the left half of his body is burnt yellow, and the right half of his body is white gold.

They are respectively charged with the extremely strong earth spirit energy and golden spirit energy.

The two forces were obviously fighting madly. His left side exuded a powerful earthy atmosphere, making people feel like they were in the wind and sand, making it difficult to breathe.

The right side is so sharp that it makes people feel like their body will be cut into pieces by countless sharp blades.

Just standing in front of him for a moment, the middle-aged Confucian scholar was tortured by the sudden hot and suddenly cold feeling and almost vomited blood. At this time, he couldn't help but admire the old man in his heart: "Master Lu is really perseverant and determined. Incomparably, he has been tortured by these two weird forces for thirty years and he can still hold on."

"If it were me, I'd probably go crazy!"

The old man asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said quickly: "Back to Master Lu, there is news from the border between Qin and Chu."

"Oh, is there any news?" Master Lu's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly asked in a deep voice: "But is it related to Chen Feng?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar felt a sense of admiration in his heart and said: "Master is really a master of magic, and it is indeed related to Chen Feng."

"Tell me quickly!" Master Lu had a look of eagerness on his face.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was amazed when he saw it. Master Lu was always calm and rarely showed such an expression.

But think about it, no matter how much you value a genius like Chen Feng, you can't overestimate him.

He quickly said: "Just yesterday, Chen Feng beheaded the Chu State Marshal Chang Yongjia, and then chased millions of Chu troops all the way to Tiesha Pass, shattering Tiesha Pass with one sword."

"At the same time, Xiong Chenghou, the Purple Flame Lord ranked third among the six great Lords, went to avenge his younger brother and intercepted Chen Feng at Tieshaguan. After a fight between the two, Chen Feng also killed him. "