"Miss Ouyang, this is wrong. At this moment, Leng Che also spoke on the side, with a malicious smile on his face, "We didn't see them set foot on the ninth floor. ”

"I didn't ...... either" Chen Xuan laughed and said directly.

"You guys!" Ouyang Ling's face froze, he didn't expect them to be so shameless.

"Since you didn't pass the assessment, then get out!" Zikong waved his hand, as if he was chasing flies, his face full of disdain.

"Zikong, don't deceive people too much! Ziyu and I watched them step on the ninth floor with our own eyes, can there be any mistakes?!" Zi Qian's face was cloudy, and his voice was like a bell, with anger.

Zikong smiled, "Seeing is believing and hearing is false, I only believe what I see with my eyes, no one has ever been able to step on the sixth layer under the lower gods, let alone pass through the ninth layer!"

Then, he changed his words and sneered: "If they want to take the Confucian exam, then I will give them a chance!"

"What do you want to do?" Ziqian's voice was low.

"As long as they can come up against my momentum, I will give them the qualifications to participate in the Confucian examination!" Zikong said, looking at Su Yu condescendingly.

"Heh, it's a joke, is this your Confucian style? Talking is like a fart, and the rules are changed at will!" Chu said disdainfully, with sarcasm.

"I have also seen the style of your Confucianism today, you Confucianism, don't participate!" Su Yu's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but say.

"If you don't dare, it means that you have a weak heart and are mixed with the Confucian test, what kind of crime should you be guilty of!" Zikong continued to be aggressive.

Rumble!

His momentum was outward, and the white meaning of Confucianism and Taoism was like a surging wind, stirring wildly.

"Hahaha, what an old and not ashamed thing!" Chu Xiaoyao had a thick look of contempt on his face, "Chu Chen is your apprentice, he is jealous that we have passed the ninth layer and embarrassed him, you old thing jumped out to oppress people, is it so shameless?"

"Huangkou Xiaoer!" Zikong's eyes widened, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and the momentum around him instantly pressed towards Chu Xiaoyao!

Rumble!

Between heaven and earth, the endless white air flow was like waves, surging towards Chu Xiaoyao.

This white air flow is equivalent to the general trend of heaven and earth, and it is going to crush him!

Rumble!

Chu Xiaoyao's face suddenly froze, his gaze suddenly became sharp at this moment, and an ethereal sword intent suddenly rose!

This sword intent is arrogant and uninhibited, crisscrossing the heavens and the earth, not being bound by anything, and directly piercing these white qi!

"Okay, it's so powerful, he's just a Martial Saint Five-Star, and he can actually block the momentum of the Zikong Confucian!"

"Maybe they'll be able to step onto the ninth floor......"

Many people looked at Chu Xiaoyao with a look of amazement, and Wanying's eyes flashed, it seemed that there were some incredible people in Cloud City.

"Old thing, are you just so imposing?" Chu Xiaoyao's mouth turned up slightly, staring at Zikong, not afraid at all.

They don't want to climb up against the momentum of Zikong, it's not that they don't dare, but they don't want to!

They have their own arrogance, since they have passed, why should they be questioned, and walking with the momentum of Zikong is equivalent to a naked insult!

"The kid is looking for death!" Zikong's face continued to sink, and the momentum of his whole body increased again, Su Yu could see it clearly, and in front of him, some words faintly appeared.

"That's enough!" Ziyu's face was also instantly gloomy, and he burst into a shout, and came directly to the front of Su Yu and the others, looking at Zikong with his eyes lowered, "Zikong, you can stop!"

He was extremely optimistic about Su Yu and the others, looking forward to them being able to make a difference in the Confucian test, and he was even more in awe of the master behind them, so he naturally wanted to come forward.

"Mixing in the Confucian test and insulting the Confucian, I have the right to let them be punished!" Zikong's eyes were full of anger, and he slowly stretched out his fingers, and a stream of white gas flowed through his fingertips, "Ziyu, you want to stop me?!"

"Your Confucian heart has changed. Ziyu sighed leisurely, and also stretched out his fingers, white and white.

"Hehe, your Confucianism is far inferior to mine, how can you stop me?" Zikong sneered and began to gesture in the void with his hands.

With the dance of his fingertips, those white qi actually began to wander into words, and at the same time, the power of heaven and earth suddenly descended!

At this moment, it was as if he had written not a word, but a holy decree! It was the will of heaven and earth!

An indescribable feeling began to appear at his fingertips, and as he wrote, the pressure grew heavier.

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky. The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship.

Rumble!

After a poem was written, those handwritings were condensed in the void, and the white Confucianism and Taoism became more and more, like mist, enveloping Zikong in it.

Twittering!

Immediately afterwards, those white mist and the poem actually condensed into orioles and egrets, and there were rivers and snow-capped mountains around them, and the meaning of the poem was fully displayed at this moment.

However, in addition to being beautiful, this kind of scenery also has a destructive aura that presses Ziyu!

And Ziyu also had a solemn face, and his fingers trembled-

Goose goose goose, song to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the clear waves.

The picture of green water and white geese suddenly appeared, singing with their necks up.

Two very different images are starting to pressure each other!

Both of them had solemn faces, and the white qi on their bodies was constantly surging.

"It's so powerful, the Confucian attracts the power of heaven and earth, with words as the power and poetry as the sword, it is really powerful. There were exclamations from all around, all staring at the battlefield.

It was also the first time Su Yu had seen a Confucian fight, but his face was full of strangeness.

It was really funny to watch the two old men fighting there with ancient poems from elementary school students, and with a cautious face.

However, Ziyu uses ancient poems from the first grade of primary school, while Zikong uses ancient poems from the second grade of primary school, and there is still a gap between them.

Rumble!

How could those white geese stop the orioles and egrets, and finally collapsed after half a cup of tea, and Ziyu was also shocked, his face was a little pale, and he was obviously not lightly injured.

"Ziyu, do you still have to hold on?" Zikong said with a sneer on his face that squinted his eyes.

Egrets and orioles surround him, as if they were in the middle of an ancient poem.

"Zikong, they are very important to the Confucian test, don't force me!" Ziyu's voice was a little hoarse.

"Hahaha, important? Do you joke again?" Zikong's face suddenly turned cold, but those scenery pressed against Ziyu again.

Ziyu's face finally sank, and then his fingers continued to draw in the void, his face was a little more solemn than before, and there was a fine light in his eyes.

As his fingers moved, a sense of sadness suddenly enveloped everyone present.

"What is the situation in the world......

It's almost the end of the month, and I am weakly asking for a monthly pass, thank you brothers and sisters for your support~~~

(End of chapter)