"I'm a great Song literati, who dares to go up?" Zhao Gou's eyes flickered slightly, and after looking around at everyone indifferently, he spoke.

"Uh, this?!"

"Weichen's mood is a little chaotic these days, and he can't move. Your Majesty, let's find someone else!"

"Ouch, Your Majesty, Weichen wants to go up very much, but if you look at my leg, it hasn't been good until now, and I'm desperate!"

Most of the literati of the Great Song Dynasty, although they wanted to go up and fight with Huang Chao, show their faces, pretend to be forced, and win the favor of the literati. However, Huang Chao's great combat power is not boasted, but killed step by step, and the will to kill born by slaughtering sentient beings is far better than that of these corrupt civil servants who are addicted to money. If so, it's okay to win, and they can also publicize the national prestige of their Great Song Dynasty and make them raise their eyebrows.

However, if it is defeated, then the end can be imagined, and it must be very miserable. Moreover, according to Zhao Gou's request, what is about to be a life-and-death duel with that Huangchao is a life-and-death duel, this kind of life-and-death duel, unlike in the game world, death can be resurrected without limits, it doesn't matter much, this is really a matter of life and death, a little bit of difference, that is your own life, if you die, you are really dead, and no one will help you resurrect.

Looking at the cowering appearance of everyone, there was no righteous indignation just now, as if in an instant, they were from a real warrior. turned into a soft-footed shrimp, and he didn't dare to move forward, and he answered, which really chilled the hearts of the emperors of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Alas, could it be that none of our Great Song literati can fight?

Zhao Kuangyin looked at this scene, and couldn't help but sigh slightly, thinking about how bloody he was in the Great Song Dynasty back then, and now! Not a single literati who had the courage to stand up was there, "What about the military generals? Who wants to go up?"

Zhao Kuangyin pondered for a moment and said to the military general next to him.

"I'm willing to go up. ”

Yue Fei lifted the spear in his hand, walked out, looked at Zhao Gou and Zhao Kuangyin and said.

"I'm coming!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian walked in the distance, this middle-aged man was elegant and tranquil, exuding the breath of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism all over his body, and he was a wonderful person.

"Who is this person?"

Zhao Gou looked at the person who came with some curiosity, and after thinking about it, he didn't remember the name of the person, so he asked the ministers of civil and military affairs next to him suspiciously.

"This person is the top master of my Great Song Dynasty poetry, Su Shi, who calls himself a monk in Dongpo. ”

The people next to Zhao Gou thought for a while, that is, they knew who the person was, and at the same time they were secretly surprised in their hearts, they were also faintly excited, especially those literati, as if they were looking forward to a savior, surrounded Su Shi in the center, chattering non-stop, showing a flattering attitude.

"Su Shi! You are here, this time you have to get our face back. Where have you been during this time? If you have time, can you go to the humble house for a few drinks?"

"Su Shi, I'm optimistic about you, I will definitely be able to, go up and suppress that Huang Chao, suppress and suppress this person's arrogance, and let him know that the dignity of our Great Song literati cannot be bullied. ”

"Also, Xin Qiji's death can't be settled like this, and the blood debt must be repaid with blood. ”

A group of civil and military ministers are all wine bags and rice bags, there are few bloody people, the literati are weak and corrupt, in the Song Dynasty is not an ordinary thing, but a common thing, there is almost no one in the Manchu Dynasty who is not corrupt, not corrupt, not to gather ill-gotten gains, otherwise, how can the dignified Song Dynasty have the shame of Jingkang, leading to the future of the country!

Su Shi is a rare Qingliu in the Great Song Dynasty, a person who is quite proficient in Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, and the three schools, but he is quite unsmooth in his official career, he has been suppressed, and his life experience is scattered, and now he has glanced at those literati who excluded him, suppressed him, and humiliated him in the past. At this moment, it is full of that kind of flattery, inevitably a little disgusting, and I don't want to entangle with them more, so I said indifferently: "The Tao is different and does not conspire, there is no kindness between you and me, or don't be so flattering, I Su Shi is just a small person who can't afford to be promoted by you." I, Su Shi, stand up today, not for anything else, but to let the people of the world see if there are any arrogant people in our Great Song Dynasty. With that, the angry faces of the Ignorant shouted at the Yellow Nest in the dueling arena.

"Huang Chao, do you dare to fight me to the death?"

When Huang Chao was getting excited, he suddenly heard Su Shi's provocative voice, turned to stare at Su Shi's weak body, and said, "Hahaha, why don't you dare? How dare you bark like the lost dog in front of me? ”

"Bastard, he dared to scold Su Shi as a dog. ”

The literati of the Great Song Dynasty, even if they were not used to Su Shi, felt that this person was unsociable, and were hostile to him, but in the face of foreign enemies, they still chose to stand on Su Shi's side and scolded him.

"When do you want to compare?"

Huang Chao looked indifferent, looked at Su Shi indifferently, stood with his hands in his hands, arrogant and natural, and asked.

"Right now, I just don't know if you have the guts?"

A touch of anger appeared on Su Shi's indifferent face, and he said with a gloomy face.

"If you don't dare, come. ”

Huang Chao withdrew from the dueling arena, his body was filled with an extremely terrifying murderous aura, the kind of slaughter of the world, the aura of conquest that was raised, extraordinarily ferocious, tyrannical to a few points, the pressure of the crowd was almost breathless, his eyes were slightly cold, he stared at Su Shi, and said, "Not bad." can not change his face in front of me, he can be regarded as the number one person. However, compared to me, it is still too far behind. ”

"Amitabha, the demonic intent in your body is too deep, why don't you take refuge in my Buddha, always accompany the green lantern, and repay the past sins. ”

Suddenly, a loud Buddha horn, from the ears of Huang Chao, came over, only to see a fat-headed monk with big ears, holding a string of Buddha beads in his hand, constantly turning and playing, gently reciting a subtle Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, the leisurely voice of the Buddha, the sound is very small, but in the ears of everyone is like a thunderbolt, shaking the heart.

"Where did the stinky monk come out, he dared to say big things in front of my Huang Chao, temper me, and joke. My Huangchao has killed countless people, and I don't know how much blood of Buddhism is stained with my hands, even so, do you still think you can save me? Wait until September 8 in autumn, and I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

Huang Chao is fierce, with the heart of a tiger and a wolf, but he also has the spirit of a literati, and his exit is a chapter, blocking the monk's persuasion.

"Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot. ”

The fat-headed and big-eared monk was dressed in white clothes for a lifetime, and the white clothes set off his broad body, his eyes were firm, and he had no intention of retreating, and said.

"The wicked man should be punished, how can he be left to let him harm the world? White-clothed monk, I advise you to take care of such things in the future. ”

The Taoist Quanzhen Taoist Qiu took the opportunity, looked at the white-clothed monk, shook his head, and admonished.

"Amitabha, my Buddha often said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell. If the donor is obsessed, I am willing to send the donor to hell to pay for my sins. When the sins of the donor are gone, the poor monk is willing to reincarnate for the donor. "The white-clothed monk has said so much, but he has revealed his calculations here.

"Hmph! What a monk. Having said so much, it is nothing more than coveting the merits of Huang Chao on me. Oh, do you know that there used to be people who coveted my merits, but now they are dead. You don't dare to fight with me, but you are demagogic here, and you should be a demon monk. ”

Huang Chao's eyes were slightly cold, staring at the white-clothed monk in front of him, knowing the calculation in his heart, and he didn't know how many times he despised this person, and he refuted without giving the white-clothed monk any face.

"Amitabha, donor, how can you be so malicious as to figure out the poor monks? I am a good monk!"

The white-clothed monk was a little surprised, his face changed, he shook his head slightly, and explained.

If he acknowledges what Huang Chao said, his Buddha nature and Buddha mind will definitely be in chaos.

Immediately, I saw the white-clothed monk glance at Huang Chao and said, "Since the donor insists on seeking death, then I can't stop it." ”

"Bah, looking for death? I can blow up garbage like you. ”

Huang Chao was still arrogant, spit at the mouth, and said.

"Go to the shop of the main god. ”

Su Shi looked at the white-clothed monk with complicated eyes, then glanced at Huang Chao again, and said.

"Let's go!"

Huang Chao also nodded, a little excited.

In the main god shop, if the life and death certificate is signed, then the winning party will be notified by the winner and inherit everything from the other party. Even those ethereal talents, luck, bones, and other extremely mysterious things can be transferred to oneself. Therefore, few customers of the main god shop dare to sign a life and death certificate and go to the dueling arena to fight.

Since the great battle between Xiao Yan and the Soul Heavenly Emperor, there have been few people in the main god shop who have held such a life-and-death battle, and the winner-takes-all model has attracted I don't know how many people dare to do it. Now that I heard the news of holding such a big war, the main god's shop suddenly boiled, and countless gambling tables were gradually opened. And some people, after learning what happened, were shocked and then filled with endless anger.

There are many literati in the main god shop, especially the literati of the earth, and the group power is extremely large, enough to shake the foundation of the world. Now they see that Huang Chao dares to openly insult them literati and treat them as wastes in public.

This matter has been widely spread in the circle of literati, and I don't know how many powerful literati have been angry.

"Teacher, this Huang Chao simply doesn't take us Confucianism seriously, do you need me to go out and clean him up. Show everyone the power of our literati. Mencius sat on the high platform, looked at Confucius, who was wandering in the world, and said with an angry face.

"Don't bother with it, didn't Su Shi go! I'm sure he will take care of it. ”

Confucius returned from the sky, and the depths of his eyes suddenly burst out with astonishing bright colors, and he said indifferently.

These days, he has been watching the stars all day and night, wandering outside the sky, and gaining a very deep understanding, and his realm and combat effectiveness have also improved. So he got up from his position, looked at Mencius and them, and said, "Let's go and see." ”

"No!"

Looking at Confucius's dashing tearing void and disappearing in front of everyone's eyes, some young people who had just joined the Confucian Legion either showed envy in their eyes, packed up their things, or walked towards the dueling arena.

Mencius, after Confucius left, also shattered the void and left.

After signing the life and death certificate, Su Shi and Huang Chao looked at each other, and no one took the lead.

"Su Shi, if you have any ability, even if you use it, your Uncle Huang Chao will follow. ”

Huang Chao still looks down on Su Shi, a literati, in his concept, literati or something, what combat effectiveness they have, they are all scum. The Su Shi in front of him is completely here to deliver food and energy points to him.

"Are you sure?"

Su Shi's face was a little surprised, he didn't expect Huang Chao to be so confident, and dared to let him come out first, you must know Huang Chao's combat effectiveness, but in his eyes, he was far from being able to compete with himself.

"In the end, I still underestimated Su Shi!"

In the audience, there are more people from Confucianism, and most of the people they have cultivated by Confucianism are scholars, that is, literati in the eyes of everyone. Therefore, after this matter spread, these Confucian people all came to the competition venue to cheer for Su Shi.

Confucius looked at the unruly Yellow Nest, his face sank slightly, as if he remembered something, and said: "This person has hidden his combat effectiveness. ”

"Sure enough, he had a plan before?!"

After Su Shi tentatively launched several attacks, he found that the combat power shown by Huang Chao in reality exceeded the combat power shown in the game world, and he even guessed that Huang Chao's combat power in the game world was hidden in a large part, far from exerting his full strength.

However, Su Shi was only taken aback for a moment in his heart, and in an instant, Su Shi's complexion returned to the same as before, he Huang Chao can hide his combat power, can't he Su Shi?

Wen Dao. ”

In the ten thousand worlds of the dimension, there are those who cultivate fighting spirit, those who cultivate internal strength, those who practice magic, those who cultivate national arts, and so on, etc., the cultivation system is strange, so I can't help but think for a moment, is there no way for scholars to cultivate?

Naturally, there is.

That is the way of literature, this way of literature, compared with martial arts, is more complex, pay attention to the comprehension and creation of literature, need to be extremely behind the accumulation, thick and thin.

At this moment, the power of the way of literature in Su Shi's body, the flesh and blood in his body roared, bursting out with unprecedented shocking power, shaking the sky, shaking the earth, and the void was shattered, tearing out the long mouth of the Dao, looking at Su Shi who burst out with incredible power, Huang Chao's complexion changed wildly, and said: "It's good to come! ”