"Since Senior Brother Hetang is here to argue the law, let's start!"

When Meng Hetang heard this, he bowed to Gu Changsheng, without the slightest pretension, and asked directly:

"Then may I ask the Immortal Holy Son, what is the martial arts?"

What is martial arts?

Hearing Meng Hetang's question, the Eastern Wilderness monks present all looked at each other.

Meng Hetang's first question, is it so sharp?

All the disciples, including the Taiyi Holy Lord and the Eight Great Elders, were all thinking of their own answers in their hearts.

However, no matter how many people interpret it, they can always find countless loopholes.

This proposition is too broad, even the powerhouses of the Tribulation Realm, and even the Supreme Realm, cannot answer it for a while.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Gu Changsheng's body, looking forward to how Gu Changsheng would break the game.

Faced with Meng Hetang's sharp question, Gu Changsheng's expression did not change in the slightest, but he just said indifferently:

"I am martial arts, martial arts is me!"

Hearing Gu Changsheng's answer, the eyes of the Taiyi Holy Lord and all the disciples lit up.

Naturalize the generalized martial arts into one's own body and simplify the complex.

Not only that, Gu Changsheng's words also contain infinite self-confidence!

Meng Hetang defeated the top young generation of the top 100 Holy Lands in the Eastern Wilderness on three days, and his momentum had already climbed to the peak, but Gu Changsheng just answered with a few words, and pushed his momentum to the peak.

In the debate between the two, whoever has the strongest momentum will be invincible.

Gu Changsheng's answer, killing two birds with one stone, can be called perfect, worthy of being the Holy Son of Immortality.

When Meng Hetang heard Gu Changsheng's answer, his eyes also lit up.

"The Immortal Son can say this, the first day of the Eastern Wilderness is proud, and it is well deserved!"

"However, Hetang does not dare to agree!"

"Please teach Senior Brother Hetang!" Gu Changsheng said lightly.

"In my opinion, martial arts are the way of heaven, and the Immortal Holy Son said that he is the way of martial arts, can you also represent the way of heaven?"

Heavenly Dao, that is the supreme existence standing in this heaven and earth.

The way of heaven cannot be humiliated, even the emperor of the era of gods and demons must follow the laws of heaven.

Meng Hetang's counterattack directly pushed Gu Changsheng to the extreme.

If Gu Changsheng shook his head, it would be to overturn his previous answer, and the momentum he had just condensed would collapse in an instant.

But if Gu Changsheng insisted on his own opinion, could he really represent the Dao of Heaven?

For a while, everyone turned their attention to Gu Changsheng again.

In this regard, Gu Changsheng's face still did not change, and he said lightly: "I am the way of heaven, why not?"

"Martial artist, what you pay attention to is the understanding of thoughts, if I say that I am the way of heaven, then I am the way of heaven!"

"I just want me to think that what other people think, what does it have to do with me?"

Wonderful!

Hearing Gu Changsheng's answer, the monks present couldn't help but applaud.

Meng Hetang's counterattack not only did not thwart Gu Changsheng's momentum, but instead used it as a wedding dress for Gu Changsheng.

I'm not even afraid of the way of heaven, so why am I afraid of you Meng Hetang?

"The Immortal Holy Son is powerful, in this first game, Hetang is willing to bow down!" Meng Hetang was stunned for a moment, and then bowed to Gu Changsheng.

He didn't plan to fight back, now that Gu Changsheng was using him, he had made his momentum climb to the extreme, if he continued to ask, the situation would be unfavorable to him.

Behind him, Jiuliang secretly smacked his tongue, this Gu Changsheng, there is something.

"Changsheng also has a question, dare to ask!"

Gu Changsheng hugged his fists and saluted, and chased after him:

"Dare to ask Senior Brother Hetang, what is Confucianism?"

Hearing Gu Changsheng's question, Meng Hetang smiled dumbly, put the scroll in his left hand in front of him, and said lightly:

"I am Confucianism, Confucianism is me!"

The way of treating others as they are others.

Gu Changsheng sneered, this is what he was waiting for.

"What can a saint say?"

Confucianism is the most reasonable, the most respectful, and pays more attention to respecting teachers.

The sage is the god in the hearts of Confucian students.

Gu Changsheng used this to pressure Meng Hetang to see if the other party dared to continue.

"The saint doesn't dare!" Meng Hetang shook his head and smiled.

"But Tsurudo dare!"

This sentence is also full of infinite self-confidence.

Behind him, the corners of Jiuliang's mouth curled slightly.

Confucianism is the most respectful of teachers, which is well known to everyone in the Xianfan Continent.

However, Meng Hetang is an exception.

Meng Hetang only respects himself, even if the saint is wrong, he dares to point at the saint's nose and scold.

Otherwise, a few years ago, he wouldn't have run to the statue of the saint and scolded his Wenqu Xingwudong!

Gu Changsheng obviously didn't expect Meng Hetang to play cards according to the routine, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Senior Brother Hetang has great courage, and he admires Changsheng!"

"In this game, Changsheng admits defeat!"

Gu Changsheng also made a decision immediately, directly admitted defeat, and struggled with it, but instead broke his momentum.

Around the Heaven Sacrifice Square, hundreds of thousands of disciples watched this wonderful dialectical discussion, and their fists clenched excitedly.

This is the contest between the top Tianjiao on the continent today.

It's just wonderful.

The question and answer between the two of them rarely made mistakes, and it was to the point of no return.

In severe cases, it can even affect the other party's Dao heart.

But both of them are perfect in attack and defense, and there is no flaw.

Being able to witness such a wonderful dialectical discourse is worth it in this life.

The Holy Lords of the major holy lands in the Eastern Wilderness looked at the Taiyi Holy Land from afar, and their hearts were full of emotion.

"Gu Changsheng, you are worthy of being the pride of the first day of the Eastern Wilderness, you might as well wait, it's better to wait!"

Taiyi Holy Land, above the Worship Heaven Square.

The dialectic continues.

Meng Hetang was surrounded by pure air, and behind him a saint phantom was condensed, occupying half of the sky in the Heaven Worship Square.

Gu Changsheng was not weak, the aura behind him gathered, and the three thousand holy souls stood facing each other, also occupying half of the square.

Pure qi and spiritual power are constantly colliding, and no one can help anyone with half a point.

The feeling of oppression in the square was getting stronger and stronger, and the disciples around him were already feeling that it was difficult to breathe.

Meng Hetang and Gu Changsheng have already entered a state of self, and this dialectical argument, if there is no result, will not stop.

"Holy Lord, the situation seems to be beyond our control, no matter who wins or loses, another person's Dao heart will definitely collapse, and a Tianjiao will also fall!"

The Great Elder of the Taiyi Holy Land said in a deep voice.

The Taiyi Holy Lord let out a long sigh and said, "It's already late, even if the Ancestor makes a move, he can't stop the two of them!"

"Heavenly Dao, it's already intervened!"

Feeling the inexplicable power that shrouded the sky above the Heaven Sacrifice Square, the Great Elder couldn't help but shrink his neck.

He looked at the two men in the square with some concern.

At this moment, he only hoped that Gu Changsheng would be able to persevere.

......

At the time of the stalemate between Gu Changsheng and Meng Hetang, the Taiyi Holy Land was not far away.

Chen Anzhi stepped on the spirit sword, looking at the vision in the sky in the distance, and his heart was extremely excited.

After three days, I finally arrived at the Taiyi Holy Land.

This is where his path of cultivation begins.

"Quick, go over there, go to that square!"

Chen Anzhi patted Mu Ruyi's little waist and said hurriedly.