Han Feizi said in "Five Worms": "Confucianism uses literature to mess with the law, and chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The literati always relied on the pen to disrupt the legal system, and the knights always violated the law with violence. Han Fei emphasized the centralization of power and the imperial art represented by "law, art, and power", and everything was in the service of the monarchy and centralized power. Xia is talking about personal force and violent catharsis, which to a certain extent impacted the ruling system of the feudal court.

Han Feizi is a big celebrity of the Legalists, and he is very disgusted with these literati and chivalrous people, and feels that a good social order has been ruined by these people, and a stable social order should be above all else. However, in Chinese history, there have been too many "forbidden by force", and among those who used violence to solve problems, there are also brave and resourceful heroes, who have been admired by people for thousands of years. Sima Qian's "Historical Records: Biography of the Assassins" specially gave a lot of pen and ink to some people who "violated the ban by force".

But any centralized court is a severe crackdown on rangers and violent gangs that break away from central rule. It is better to be a peaceful dog than a troubled world. If there is oppression, there will be resistance, no matter how the Great Sui Dynasty prohibited, the folk chivalry and thieves are still very prosperous. The ruling power of the dynasty is strong, the power of the martial arts is weaker, the influence of the dynasty is weakened, and the scale of the martial arts will rise.

Yang Yunwei, the young master of the Changshengmen, the most powerful martial arts in the south, and Zhao Qi, the third son of Huashan, the leader of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance, agreed to learn martial arts at the gate of Jinling City at noon.

The prefect of Jinling simply carved out an open space at the gate of the city, allowing the few government soldiers to go over to maintain order, so as not to cause chaos among the onlookers. If there is a martial arts brawl under his rule, at most he will be impeached by Yushitai, who is doing this job, and if he is not impeached a few times, he will not be considered an official. But if there is a large-scale Baixin riot, it will be a big event, and it will definitely be attacked by the Yushitai group, and it will have to be peeled off.

Before noon, the city gate was already surrounded by many people. The kneading of the dough man, maltose, melon seeds and peanuts, the city gate has become a small market.

The people from Changshengmen and Huashan came over early to occupy the position and arranged a place to rest, saving Yang Yunwei and Zhao Qi from having no place to stay at that time. Fortunately, martial arts people, who have learned benevolence and righteousness, are not embarrassed by ordinary people, as long as the people who are busy shouting and shouting do not cross the rest area, they will turn a blind eye.

Zhao Qiduo lives in the north and is a little surprised by such enthusiastic people in Jinling. The north is still martial, and street fights are very common. However, the people in the south live a prosperous life, pay more attention to studying and taking the imperial examination, and there is very little martial arts. As a duel between the juniors of the two top sects in the north and south, it can naturally cause a sensation. Yang Yunwei was not surprised, and sat very leisurely on the armchair made of fine red sandalwood.

Across the huge ring, Yang Yunwei stared at Zhao Qi who was warming up meaningfully. Zhao Qi is younger, and his personality is a little impulsive and competitive, and he regards this competition as a very simple martial arts competition. But as the young master of Yang Yunwei, he knows better that this is an erosion of the northern martial arts to the southern martial arts.

The south is richer, and the strength of the martial arts sect is slightly inferior to that of the north, and the martial arts in the north lacks a business environment. If the Northern Martial Arts wanted to expand their influence and have more money to buy medicinal materials to refine their bodies, they had to develop towards the South. And the vanguard of the erosion of the southern martial arts territory is undoubtedly Huashan, the leader of the Northern Martial Arts Alliance.

If Yang Yunwei can defeat Huashan's tentacles in front of the old and young masters of Jinling, it will be able to spread throughout the south that day. If the northern martial arts want to take the opportunity to invade the sphere of influence of the southern martial arts, there will be more obstacles.

Yang Yunwei didn't know whether Zhao Qi on the other side was assigned by the head of Huashan, or if he was used as a pawn to test the Immortal Gate.

Sure enough, he is young and ignorant~

Yang Yunwei couldn't help but pull out a contemptuous smile.

At noon, Yang Yunwei and Zhao Qi stood on both sides of the ring.

First, a well-known old master in Jinling City read out a number of rules for learning martial arts, including certain parts that cannot be attacked and the meaning of points to the end.

Zhao Qi was still young, and he was a little distracted when the old master read out the rules, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the onlookers who were chatting with melon seeds in the audience, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"These guys really regard the competition as a play!" Zhao Qi thought angrily in his heart, "It's really a group of powerless guys~"

Zhao Qi thought about the long conversation last night, and really felt that this rich place should belong to Huashan.

"Brother Yu Wei, I have instructed!" Zhao Qi drew his long sword and shouted crisply.

"A kid who doesn't have any hair!" Yang Yuwei said in his heart, but he still said very kindly on the surface, "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

"I'm coming!"

Zhao Qi was indomitable, and his internal force swept through an exaggerated long arc through the blade.

Yang Yunwei was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect Zhao Qi's skill to be so strong, if it weren't for Zhao Qi's lack of control, he might not be able to easily dodge.

You have to be cautious!

As soon as Yang Yunwei's sword came out of its sheath, it turned into a silver thread, and jumped towards Zhao Qi from all directions, leaving Zhao Qi with the slightest chance to react.

The south attaches great importance to the imperial examination, and even with martial arts, it pays more attention to benevolence, righteousness and morality. Yang Yunwei is not a rigid person, but he also has to abide by some potential rules. The rules of the competition read out by the old master were not read in vain, he also had a good status in Jinling City, and he was also a referee for this competition.

Zhao Qi's sword qi just now was a dead move that left no spare strength, and he didn't regard this competition as a competition at all. This is also in line with Yang Yunwei's thoughts, there are so many Baixin in the audience looking at it, there is always something sensible. Since Zhao Qi made a ruthless move first, it would not be too much to teach him a lesson.

The silver thread that rushed to his face did not make Zhao Qi back down in the slightest, but aroused his competitive spirit. Zhao Qi's sword qi dancing wildly was torn open by the silver thread, and part of the robe on his body turned into powder, and several bloody cuts were extremely conspicuous.

Is this guy crazy?

Yang Yunwei was a little afraid of Zhao Qi's lifeless dismissal, and he didn't dare to use his sword qi that turned into silver threads to force Zhao Qi. If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what if, if you really press it desperately, both of you will be injured by the other party's sword qi. Zhao Qi will definitely be seriously injured or even killed, and he will not be much better.

Yang Yunwei's original intention was just to teach Zhao Qi a lesson and interrupt Huashan's tentacles stretched out to probe him, but he didn't want to lose both, or kill the third son of Huashan's head in public, that is, he would never die.

However, Zhao Qi didn't seem to pay attention to Yang Yunwei's avoidance, and stared at Yang Yunwei with blood-red eyes.

The blood-red eyes looked very oozing at noon when the yang energy was at its peak.

Yang Yunwei secretly said badly.

The potential that people can exert is limited, and Zhao Qi's current state obviously does not rely on his own strength, and it is very likely that he has invoked his vitality with the help of external drugs or secret methods.

Is this guy crazy? It's desperate!

In the face of Zhao Qi's desperate style of play, Yang Yunwei's strength was obviously limited. Zhao Qi can ignore it, but Yang Yunwei can't bear the responsibility of killing Zhao Qi. If it triggers a powerful offensive by the Huashan Party against the Changshengmen, Yang Yunwei will be the sinner of the Changshengmen and even the entire southern martial arts.

Yang Yunwei reasoned Zhao Qi's desperate advance, and one used his strength to block the sword in Zhao Qi's hand, and the two rare swords flew up at the same time in the strong collision and fell under the ring.

Zhao Qi, who went crazy, is not something that Yang Yunwei can control, and it is too easy to kill people when he uses weapons. Yang Yunwei would rather give up the indestructible advantage of his sword and compete with Zhao Qi.

It is better to beat the horse without knowing him than to split it in half.

The people who eat melons don't know that the young son of Changshengmen has so many worries in his heart, but he just feels that the weapons of the two people are gone, and it seems that there is a more enthusiastic fist and foot competition. Some of the uneasy hooligans cried out, and were stopped by the government soldiers who were waiting on the side, but more ordinary people who were stumbling on melon seeds put down the fried goods in their hands and waited for the most fierce battle.

Yang Yunwei and Zhao Qi fought for thirty-six moves, and it seemed that there was no damage on both sides, but Yang Yunwei was a little out of breath. I don't know what Zhao Qi ate, his strength is amazing, Yang Yunwei needs to mobilize all his strength for every pair of moves. In the face of oppressive power, there is no room for Yang Yunwei's boxing skills to play.

At this moment, there was a small area of chaos in the crowd below the ring, and there was a light-colored figure that stood out among the dark-toned people. The little chaos was like a cancer cell, stirring up the whole crowd at peace.

"Who doesn't have a long eye to step on the feet of labor and management!"

"I'm going to die, what do you move~"

"Oops, who hit me on the head!"

……

The captain of the government soldiers, who led the team in charge of the order of the ring, noticed the chaos of the crowd, and there was a tendency to become more and more violent, and his face suddenly changed. If the people give a few lives, the prefect is impeached and imprisoned, and the government soldiers below will not be able to escape.

"You, go to the prefect, and hope to be able to secondment the army from outside the city." The captain of the government soldiers asked his own soldiers to hurry to inform the governor, while ordering the few government soldiers to maintain order.

The chaos came suddenly, and the government soldiers were quickly dispersed by a large number of headless Baixin, and they couldn't organize a defense line to intercept at all, so they could only watch the chaos continue to expand.

The Huashan faction and the Changshengmen camp on slightly higher ground felt inexplicable, obviously watching the young master and the third prince compete there, but Baixin in the audience was in chaos, I don't know whether to rescue the young master and the son, or to evacuate the people.