A sneer appeared at the corner of Ouyang Zhe's mouth, his qualifications were not the best in Yue Yun Academy, and his cultivation was not the highest among his peers.

However, since he traveled around the vassal states, he has not yet suffered defeat among his contemporaries.

After all, it is a scholar from the four major academies, and the inheritance is not comparable to that of the princes, Yue Yun Academy, which existed in the ancient Warring States Period, is one of the holy places of cultivation in the Great Zhou Dynasty today, and he Ouyang Zhe is not only a disciple of Yue Yun, but naturally he is the pride of the sky.

His calligraphy is "Long Drunken Song", an authentic and top-level calligraphy cheats, only this cheats, looking at the vassal states, the schools that can be owned are also chatting.

His long magic pen swayed in the air, the ink flew, the pen was sharp, and his figure shuttled between the strokes, indescribably chic and elegant.

Looking at Tang Yu again, the six-stringed piano is hugged in front of his chest, the score of "Chu Ge Xing" is impassioned, the sound of the piano rises and falls, the attack and killing change, and the figure is completely unpredictable.

It was a great battle from the start.

Originally, everyone pinched a cold sweat for Tang Yu, because Tang Yu had just stepped into the realm of Dong Xuan, and his understanding of the mystery of Dong Xuan was shallow after all, and he could be regarded as a good player of his generation in Da Chu, but he was still far from the peak of Dong Xuan.

But now looking at Tang Yu's qindao, the style is unique, the changes are mysterious, and the power of the saint in the void is stimulated in the sound of the qin.

Any single note can inspire powerful power.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for thirty or forty rounds, Tang Yu became more and more courageous, his ten fingers jumped on the six-stringed piano, the sound of the piano was extremely varied, not looking at its spells, but listening to the sound of the piano, it made people's blood boil.

"Chu Song Xing" is a famous score of Great Chu, and no one knows how to do it, but there are very few scholars who can truly understand the essence of this song.

The realm of the cave is no longer just to copy the body, but to have its own potential.

Listen to Tang Yu's piano score. The momentum is like a surging torrent, as if pouring down from the peak of ten thousand zhang, and the atmosphere is magnificent. Look at the attack and killing in the piano path, and the moves are fierce. The blades, knives, and arrows alternately change, which can be called elusive.

What's even more rare is that its attack and killing knows that there is a heroic atmosphere in Xuanqi, which is dignified and moving.

Although Ouyang Zhe's "Long Drunken Song" cursive script is wonderful, it doesn't even have the slightest upper hand in front of Tang Yu.

"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang!" "Bang!" There was a heavy chord, and where the sound of the piano stirred, countless blades suddenly stirred together, and the blades instantly turned into a long black knife.

The blade was sharp, agile as a fox, and the thin blade tore through Ouyang Zhe's pen, killing Ouyang Zhe in front of him in an instant.

"It's the 'wind' ......"

Ji Sunzhong exclaimed in surprise, and his face instantly turned pale.

How is this possible?

"Wind" is the realm possessed by the monks of the Unconfused Realm, and the monks of the Unconfused Realm distinguish the monks of the Cave Xuan Realm from comprehending the true meaning of "wind".

Practicing the four arts, everyone has their own style. A powerful monk, who paints with a style of painting, and has a style of writing. The piano has a piano style, and the chess has a chess style.

Wind is its own style, unlike anyone else in the world, it is also the book score of "Long Drunken Song", and after comprehending the true meaning of wind, this book score has become the monk's own calligraphy, no longer "Long Drunk Song".

It is very difficult for a practitioner to comprehend the "wind" and requires a very high level of attainment. Only by integrating the four arts can it be possible to touch the edge of the wind.

And Tang Yu made this move just now. It is the true meaning of "wind".

"Chu Feng!"

The Chu people are upright, tenacious, and unrestrained. Longing for freedom, Tang Yu touched such an artistic conception at the moment when the piano sound was excited.

But seeing the power of the saint swept in the void, the blade turned into a knife, and by surprise, there was this amazing knife.

Ouyang Zhe's eyes widened, and he was shocked inexplicably, but after all, he came from a famous family, the pen turned around, the side turned into the center, and the last pause pen technique, the use of the technique was wonderful, and the chic and unrestrained of "Long Drunk Song" was also reflected in this stroke.

But seeing that the edge of his pen was like a ray, a dark glow appeared, and the pens and knives of both sides collided in the air.

"Boom!", the void distorted, mana burst out, and the two of them took four or five steps back at the same time.

At the most dangerous moment, Ouyang Zhe even showed the true meaning of "wind".

Both of them were still only Cave Xuan Realm cultivators, and the true meaning of "wind" had not yet been fully formed, but even if it was only a rudiment, the power of the spell had almost doubled.

The arena that was originally prepared obviously felt narrow.

Everyone retreated, and everyone held their breath and stared intently at the arena.

Even Sima Cheng's face showed a solemn look, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of him.

As far as he knew, Tang Yu had just stepped into the realm of the Cave Xuan, but he had touched the true meaning of the "wind" so quickly, as if he had reached the peak of the Cave Xuan.

Could it be that in the secret realm of Lu Gong possessed by Da Chu, is there really a cultivation treasure?

He was puzzled in his heart, Ouyang Zhe was very depressed, he couldn't get the upper hand after fighting forty or fifty moves, and he was a little impetuous.

The key is where his identity is, the disciple of the academy, the other party is just a scholar in the mountains, and it is completely unequal, if he fights like this, where will he put his face?

Immediately, he put in the pen, changed his technique, and lightly flicked the chess pieces, the heaven and the earth were the chessboard, and the void was naturally separated.

The nineteen-way chessboard unfolded, and Tang Yu was about to be firmly bound.

Tang Yu was fighting heartily, he had never encountered such a powerful opponent as Ouyang Zhe since he had obtained Dong Guo Ji's cultivation.

In this competition, he dealt with it seriously, but he realized a lot, and felt that his cultivation seemed to have improved a point.

In particular, the "Haoran Sutra" inherited by his Wuling was integrated into the competition, which really doubled the mana, and the Haoran Qi in his chest worked, and the scriptures of the second layer of the Haoran Sutra began to appear in his mind.

"Haoran Sutra" is the treasure of Wuling Academy, and even the Sage School covets this classic very much, but in terms of classics, it is actually not weaker than the collection of the academy at all.

Tang Yu had already cultivated the first volume of scriptures to the realm of Dacheng, and he only memorized the second volume of scriptures by rote, and he had not yet comprehended them with his heart.

And today's fight, these scriptures naturally breed in his mind, and many things that he didn't want to understand before, and gradually comprehended, the heroic spirit in his chest is even fuller, and the pride in his chest has increased greatly, and he is naturally more and more courageous the more he fights.

If Ouyang Zhe doesn't change his moves, I'm afraid the fight between the two will last for an unknown amount of time.

The final result is very likely that Tang Yuwei is not as good as Tang Yuwei, after all, the time he has stepped into the cave is still short, although thanks to the movement of Qiankun, he has obtained the cultivation and qualifications of Dong Guo Ji.

But after all, those spells and the four arts were not his, and it would take time for him to exert his peak power.

Now that Ouyang Zhe changed his move to a chess path attack and kill, Tang Yu's mind flashed with a flash of inspiration, and with a flick of his ten fingers, a French chess piece actually popped out of his hand.

Tang Yu had been thinking about a way to win before, and he actually had distress in his heart.

Ouyang Zhe has a solid foundation in the four arts, his chest is full of classics, and his mana is powerful, so it is not easy to win.

If you use the cultivation of the Dongguo family, I am afraid that it will be difficult to win after all.

Now that Ouyang Zhe is using chess, he suddenly thought that the thing he was least afraid of among the four arts was chess, and he neglected to practice before, because he had strong self-confidence in his heart.

Since Ouyang Zhe wanted to change his chess path, Tang Yu immediately decided to use the chess path to face the enemy immediately.

Tang Yu's chess path was inherited from the modern game of Go, and he was able to surpass the top monks of Dongxuan in the past, and directly approached the powerhouses of the Unconfused Realm.

Now that he has made a breakthrough in cultivation, the spiritual intelligence in his mind has also been stimulated, and his current chess skills are comparable to those of a scholar.

He is very confident that even if he plays the game first with a chess master like Mi Yue, it will not be easy for the opponent to win against him.

Ouyang Zhe uses chess, and he also uses chess.

Heaven and earth are a chessboard, and black and white in the air are entwined, and the more they fight, the tighter they become.

Tang Yu sneered at the corner of his mouth, the battle was fierce, but he was confident, the French chess in his hand shot faster and faster, and the power of the chess path increased geometrically.

Between heaven and earth, the power of the saint rolled into its chess pieces, and Ouyang Zhe's chess soon showed a tendency to collapse.

"Wind!"

is indeed the true meaning of the wind, and in the whole world, there is no one who plays chess like Tang Yu.

The efficiency and offensive and defensive characteristics of modern Go were vividly used by Tang Yu, and the true meaning of the wind naturally emerged.

Judging from the way of chess, where is Tang Yu still just a cave cultivator? It is clear that he has already reached the realm of not being confused.

"Ah......h

The audience exclaimed, and everyone stared at Tang Yu's hands.

Tang Yu wore a purple robe and shuttled freely among the chess pieces, and every shot of the chess pieces was unexpected.

Fighting chess is often the most thrilling, because if you make a mistake, you will lose the whole game, and the attack and defense will often be reversed, and if you are not careful, you may fall into a state of no return.

But looking at Tang Yu's chess, he is steady and realistic, accurate in calculating the way, every time he makes a move, he moves and flashes, his body is as slippery as a loach, and the opponent can't catch it at all.

After a few rounds, Ouyang Zhe was suppressed to the death, and there was no chance of turning the tables at all.

At this time, Ouyang Zhe wanted to change his tricks again, but it was too late.

But seeing that Tang Yu's chess pieces were attacking like a storm in the criss-crossing chessboard, and with the final blow, Tang Yu's calculation was extremely accurate, and the moves could make the power of the saint explode.

"Hmm!"

With a muffled snort, the chess array constructed by Ouyang Zhe was broken by Tang Yu.

The entire chessboard was unbalanced, and the chess pieces in Tang Yu's chess array instantly swallowed Ouyang Zhe's plate like a snowball.

The powerful mana crushed by, Ouyang Zhe only felt that his mana was instantly emptied, his chest seemed to be blocked with a plug, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Ah......h

Ouyang Zhe screamed miserably, his body exploded, and his precious and gorgeous brocade robe was already stained with blood.

He took dozens of steps back in a row, and until he withdrew from the fighting platform, he couldn't even gain a foothold.

But seeing that his legs were weak, he knelt on the ground, spit out several mouthfuls of thick blood, and his face became pale, but he could no longer raise his head.

Tang Yu took the time to collect the chess in the air, the chess game was over, the void returned to calm, Tang Yu stood proudly in the middle of the fighting law field, his clothes fluttering, his face was ruddy, and he was indescribably chic and elegant......

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