Crushing, Tang Yu is naked crushing Ouyang Zhe.

The scholars of Yue Yun Building, which Yue Yun Academy was proud of, were drawn around by Tang Yu like a spinning top, and the cultivation of the two was not on the same level at all.

The square outside the gate of Yueyun Academy was in an uproar, and all the scholars couldn't believe their eyes.

This is Yue Yun Academy, Ouyang Zhe is a scholar of Yue Yun Building that everyone admires incomparably, how can he be so weak?

Who is this red-robed gentleman?

Many people have such a question rising in their hearts, and it is obvious that everyone looks at Tang Yu differently.

Worshipping the strong is the ethos of the entire Great Zhou.

In front of Ouyang Zhe, Tang Yu is a well-deserved powerhouse, and Ouyang Zhe is an ant.

After a slap was made, Ouyang Zhe was beaten into a pig's head in the face, he was originally as romantic as jade, but now he is as embarrassed as a dog.

He trembled, but he didn't have the courage to do it.

Tang Yu picked him up like a chicken, slowly pulled him to his side, and said word by word: "Ouyang Zhe, you will always be just an ant compared to me, you couldn't compare to me two years ago, and now the distance is getting bigger and bigger." Yueyun Academy is nothing more than that, I haven't entered Yueyun Academy, but I can still trample you to death!"

Throwing him directly to the ground, Tang Yu turned around and never looked at him again, beckoned at Zhou Ruoshui, who was stunned, and said:

"Let's go, Ruoshui, let's go eat!"

Zhou Ruoshui woke up like a dream, quickly stepped up and took Tang Yu's hand, and said, "Childe, you ......"

"What's the matter? Do you think that Ji Sunshi sent you here, and I can't come?"

"No, no. It's just that I didn't expect Childe to remember me, I ...... I thought you would blame me. Never again......"

After she finished speaking, tears welled up in her face. But the excitement is inexplicable.

Tang Yu gently stroked the tears on her face and said, "Let's go, don't cry and become a big cat......"

A man and a woman, one red and one white, the man is handsome and dashing, with a graceful demeanor, and the woman is dressed like snow and is gorgeous.

No one dared to stand in the way, and subconsciously the crowd separated. Everyone watched the couple go away......

"Slow, where did the madman come from, dare to spread wild at the gate of Yueyun Academy, leave it for me!" With a wild roar, a gray-robed old man flew out of Yueyun Academy.

"Mr. Sikong?"

Yue Yun's master Sikong City, a top mage cultivator, his qin path is clear and more intense, people are flying in the air, but the qin knife has been divided into upper, middle and lower three ways to kill Tang Yu.

Tang Yu frowned slightly and didn't look back.

He gently sent Zhou Ruoshui forward. The whole person rose into the air, and with a flick of his long sleeves, there was a cloud of ink behind him.

A magic pen stirs in the ink, and the painting and calligraphy merge into one furnace. The piano road of Sikong City was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it did not set off half a wave at all.

"Mr. Sikong, don't you remember that we met in Chudu that day?"

The people of Sikong City are in the air. finally saw Tang Yu's face clearly, and couldn't help but close his pupils.

He finally recognized Tang Yu. It was the boy who let out wild words in Chu Capital City, saying that he would come to the academy to pick up Zhou Ruoshui in two to three years.

He thought it was a big joke. But I didn't expect Tang Yu to really come, and he had an amazing cultivation.

"No matter who you are, anyone who challenges Yue Yun Academy must stay!" Sikong Cheng said coldly, a murderous intent already appeared in his eyes.

Yue Yun Academy, the rules are extremely strict, when he and Ouyang Zhe went to Chudu, they just acted in secret, and they did not conform to the rules of the academy.

The four academies are the dream land of hundreds of millions of scholars in the entire Great Zhou, and they pay great attention to their feathers. For example, Sikong Cheng and Ouyang Zhe went to Chudu to coerce a Chudu scholar, which was extremely filthy, if they let the academy know the truth of the matter, how could they get out of it?

"This son can't stay, he must be killed!"

Sikong Cheng did not hesitate to cast the killer, the sky was full of qin knives flying, more than ten times the power of true intent, more than sixty powerful mana, stirring the power of the saints between heaven and earth, so that the entire square was shrouded in its powerful spells.

Tang Yu snorted coldly, knowing that Sikong City had murderous intentions towards him, but could just one Sikong City kill me?

He did not show weakness, and controlled the overall situation with calligraphy and chess.

The black and white chess pieces cut through the void, dividing the space into nineteen vertical and horizontal paths, and Tang Yu jumped in the chessboard, his body as flexible as a ghost.

The pen is like practice, and the edge is gathered and scattered, stirring the power of the saints of heaven and earth, although there are thousands of qin knives, it is difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

The distance between the two sides was rapidly shortened, the strings in Tang Yu's hands were plucked, and the sound of the piano was agitated, but it was the score of the most famous "Chu Ge Xing" in Chu State.

Chu Gexing has integrated Lu Gong's secret technique, and there are not too many delicate branches and vines, all of which are extremely condensed ways of attack and killing.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Dual-spell spell-to-spell, the power of the saint bursts in the air, glowing with a brilliant color like fireworks.

These two people, one of them is unstoppable, and the other is not showing weakness, both of them are extremely fast, and only two figures, one red and one gray, are seen in the air, and ordinary scholars can't tell who is superior and who is inferior.

In terms of mana, Tang Yu was inferior to Sikong City, but his understanding of true meaning was very profound, and more than fifteen times the true meaning was enough to make up for the shortcomings of mana.

The spells of both sides have their own characteristics, and Tang Yu's spells are integrated into the subtlety of Lu Gong's secret record, which is simple, direct and efficient.

Sikong City's spells are the inheritance of the four major academies for many years, coupled with his decades of accumulation, it is very calm and stable, as unshakable as a mountain.

The two sides exchanged forty or fifty rounds in the blink of an eye, and neither of them could help the other.

In terms of momentum, Tang Yu used it more and more as he fought, but Sikong Cheng became more and more frightened the more he fought.

He couldn't believe his eyes, Tang Yu was just a cave in Dachu back then, in just over two years, how could it be possible that his combat power and cultivation had improved so quickly?

You must know that it took him more than 30 years to get from Dongxuan to today.

Could it be that in this world, is there really a peerless genius who surpasses the academician of Yue Yunshu?

Sikong Cheng had a fanatical admiration for Yue Yun Academy, and he himself had an extraordinary sense of superiority.

In his opinion, except for the four major academies in the world, all other forces are not worth mentioning.

The Hidden Killing Building and the Holy See are all evil sects, and they are not on the same level as the four major academies at all.

Everything is inferior, only reading is high, and if you want to study, you can only receive the best cultivation education in the four major academies, and this perverted sense of superiority makes him almost crazy now.

"Mr. Sikong, are you too old, the power of this spell is getting weaker and weaker, you can't bear to say hello, I'll save face for you!" Tang Yu laughed.

Sikong Cheng's face was flushed, and the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He has dominated the world for so many years, how could he have been ridiculed like this?

The master of the four great academies is a well-known figure in the entire Great Zhou, who sees him not respecting him as a master?

Tang Yu, the erector, dared to humiliate him in front of so many disciples, how could he bear it?

But the competition is like this, if the strength is superior and the opponent is crushed, everything is understated.

But now that they are evenly matched, the two sides are not at all divided between the top and the bottom, and even if Sikong City wants to fight quickly, the battle situation will not go according to his will.

The more angry he became, the more impetuous and impatient he became, and the more flaws he few.

Tang Yu succeeded in provoking him, but he didn't stop at all, the four arts spells were interlocking bit by bit, and his cultivation slowly reached the peak.

"The cultivation of this Sikong City is stronger than Ming Lei!" Tang Yu said secretly in his heart, not only was he not depressed, but his spirit was very excited.

A good opponent, a good battlefield, it is really not easy to meet such an opponent and a battlefield.

Tang Yu is different from Sikong Cheng, Sikong Cheng has been pampered for a long time, but Tang Yu has been killed step by step from the Qin State Hidden Killing Tower, and his cultivation is weaker, which can also be made up for by killing experience and tenacious will.

Gradually, Tang Yu began to gain the upper hand, and at this time, the two sides had already fought a hundred moves.

At this time, Sikong Cheng gradually woke up, after all, he lived to be seventy years old, and he had experienced too much experience in his life, and seeing that he was losing the upper hand, he hurriedly stabilized his mind and began to try his best to maintain the strength of the counterattack.

At this time, Tang Yu's whole spirit had been completely devoted to this battle, and he had forgotten about it.

Sikong City wants to regain the disadvantage, and it becomes extremely difficult.

At this time, the square outside the gate of Yueyun Academy was already crowded with people.

A top mage-level powerhouse, the life-and-death struggle between the two sides, how great its momentum is.

What's more, there is one side that is the master of Yueyun Academy, Sikong Cheng, who has been teaching the disciples of the Cave Xuan Realm for a long time, and his prestige among the disciples of the Cave Xuan Realm is very high.

In the eyes of these young scholars, Sikong City's cultivation is unfathomable.

It's like elementary school students worshipping a certain teacher who is knowledgeable, and Sikong City is an invincible existence in their hearts.

But now, there was a young man who was about the same age as them, and at the gate of Yueyun Academy, he worshipped them so much that he was forced to retreat and suppress him frantically, so that he had no chance to turn over.

One can imagine what kind of turbulent waves such a competition set off in their hearts.

Not only them, but Yue Yunlou's Unconfused Realm scholars were also alarmed, and many people came in the air from all directions.

In the depths of the academy, more powerful monks probed the situation outside through the four arts spells, and many gray-robed monks rose into the air, standing in the distance and looking curiously at the main entrance of Yue Yun Academy.

Yue Yun Mountain, Qixia Pavilion, the sunset is all over the sky, and the two old men are playing against each other in the pavilion.

"Hehe, Li Lao'er, you have no chance to win this game, your broken academy is about to be demolished, if you don't go out again, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!"

An old man with a white beard played a white chess piece and laughed.

Opposite him, sat a slightly chubby old man, covered with a blue silk robe, who was pondering.

"Lord Dean, I have something important to report to Lord Dean!"

A gray-robed master hurriedly went up the mountain and flew to the Qixia Pavilion in an instant...... (To be continued......)