Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Hundred Schools of Thought Contend—Yin and Yang Towards the Back

The reason why the pen of Danqing has two colors, blue and red, is because this ink is made of ink and the hair of the girl he loves the most, the two of them.

Ink's hair is naturally weird, dark blue, and the girl is naturally red, and the two are both different, so they fall in love with each other at first sight and make a covenant of life and death.

Sadly, the girl died early at the age of sixteen, leaving behind only this long, bright hair that would never fade.

So, the infatuated boy's ink painting also cut off all his long hair, combined it with the red hair left by the girl, and matched it with the treasure of the Arctic North Ice and Cold Iron collected by his father Black Emperor during his lifetime as the pen - this is the birth of this Danqing pen.

So for Shui Mo, this pen, as well as his hair, are things that are more precious than life. And at this moment, Yu Zizhou actually destroyed these two things into this appearance at the same time, which is absolutely unforgivable.

Ink painting, which was gradually frantic, finally performed his most powerful move, and a mysterious and extremely dangerous aura began to permeate this field......

"Danqing sketches, ink painting dies - yin and yang to the back!"

The ink and wash had words in his mouth, and the green light in his eyes exploded, and the hideous scar hidden under the sleeve of his shirt slowly cracked, shedding wisps of dark cyan blood, flowing down the barrel of the pen to the tip of the pen......

Drinking blood, Danqing rejuvenated, and the dull blue and red brushes were also fresh and bright, staggered in a peculiar posture, and at a glance it looked like a blue-red yin and yang Taiji diagram.

The ink is stamped with one hand, and the internal force of itself is frantically output, making the Danqing pen shine brightly, and a huge yin and yang diagram floats out of thin air, and the blue and red light is staggered and corresponding, and the brilliance is dazzling.

However, this was only the beginning, and I saw that this yin-yang diagram suddenly split into two, cyan floated in the air, and red sank to the ground, sandwiching the entire school field in the middle.

At this point, Yu Zizhou suddenly felt the fire surging under his feet, like walking on scorched earth, and the twilight above his head was dull, and dark clouds covered the top.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is no stable place to wait.

Yu Zizhou condensed a sword qi and tentatively swept towards the sky, but it directly attracted a heavenly thunderbolt and exploded a big hole at his feet. At the same time, a red light lit up under his feet, and an extremely hot flame followed.

"It's amazing..."Yu Zizhou dodged and sighed sincerely, admiring this wonderful method very much.

According to the characteristics of thunder and lightning and fire in nature, he refines his true qi and incorporates it into his paintings. It's a fantasy, but ink makes it happen.

Moreover, extremely powerful!

"Yin Thunder! Yang Fire!"

With the two loud shouts of ink and water, this yin and yang to the back picture finally began to exert all its strength, and launched a bombardment-like offensive against Yu Zizhou, who was sandwiched in the middle.

Countless heavenly thunders and blazing flames surged towards Yu Zizhou at the same time, making him have no way to go to the sky and no way to go down, so he could only jump around vigorously in the middle of the field.

I thought that this kind of offensive would definitely not last long, but the fact was beyond Yu Zizhou's expectations, this yin-yang diagram did not have the slightest idea of stopping, and there was not even a trace of weakening tendency!

When a ruthless thunderbolt directly blasted Yu Zizhou's shirt to pieces, the latter was finally not happy to consume it like this, because if the pants were also blown into slag, then his own contention of a hundred schools of thought would really be completely ruined.

Thinking of this, Yu Zizhou grabbed with his five fingers, and a mysterious black true qi was constantly compressed in the palm of his hand, until it was compressed into the size of a peanut, and Yu Zizhou also disappeared out of thin air at the same time, galloping up in this scene at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

Shui Mo snorted coldly, and the green light in the depths of his eyes was a little stronger again, followed by rolling clouds, lightning and thunder. Rao is Yu Zizhou's speed has become faster, and he is still in hot pursuit.

With a bang, Yu Zizhou only felt a sudden coldness in his calf, and at a glance out of the corner of his eye, the left hem had been cut by a thunderbolt and torn to pieces in the wind.

If it goes on like this, it's not far from being naked......

"I can't bear it......"

The corners of Yu Zizhou's mouth twitched secretly, the black light in his eyes stirred, and the speed of the whole person suddenly leaped again, and he jumped out of the field of vision of ink in an instant, making it impossible for those thunders and fires to capture his figure at all.

Even if Shui Mo was crazy and excited, he had to be cautious, and surrounded himself and Danqing tightly with yin, thunder and yang fire, and opened the true qi of the body with all his strength, building a thick shield of true qi around his body.

However, the small black bead in Yu Zizhou's hand was not something that this kind of large-scale protective shield could resist.

I saw that between the blue and red, it was suddenly torn apart by a subtle black light, and by the time the ink realized Yu Zizhou's location, the latter's palm had already pressed on the body of the Danqing pen!

'Bang'!

The pen barrel was broken in response! There was no way to stop Yu Zizhou's trend, so it was broken into two!

At the same time, the small black bead in Yu Zizhou's hand also dissipated, but he did not stop, but slammed his palm on Shui Mo's chest, and a blow knocked him from the field to the periphery.

Along the way, a mouthful of cyan blood flew all the way, flying out at the speed of a powerful crossbow arrow, and with this trend, I am afraid that I will lose half my life.

Fortunately, the White Emperor on the periphery had been secretly watching the battle, and hurriedly took him down.

Shui Mo was seriously injured and defeated, but the White Emperor's expression did not mean to be worried, he smiled at Yu Zizhou from afar, and led people to leave from the same place.

There was silence all around, and everyone was still indulging in the overwhelming and colorful fierce battle just now, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

It wasn't until the middle of the morning that Mr. Gu announced tremblingly: "This battle is won by Yu Zizhou of Longcheng Academy!"

At this point, an uproar erupted around, and comments on the battle between the two of them began with relish.

Among them, several people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, they originally wanted to challenge these two people, but now seeing their performance, they suddenly felt that they had picked up a big bargain.

Only a martial idiot like Ding Zhe is still feeling pity and regret for not being able to fight with the person who wants to fight. However, to everyone's expectations, Yu Zizhou, who had just won, seemed to have no intention of ending, but shouted in a certain direction: "Major General Ding Zhe of the Xiang family, come up!"

As soon as these words came out, the noise that had not stopped was resounding again an octave higher.

Arrogant, extremely arrogant, arrogant to the extreme!

Just after a big battle, he directly invited people to fight, such a behavior of not taking people in his eyes, not to mention others, Ding Zhe himself was very unhappy, and he grabbed the gentian spear with his backhand and jumped away, smashing a big pit in the center of the school field.

As soon as he landed, Ding Zhe scolded Yu Zizhou with a black face: "Hmph! If I don't cripple you today, I won't be surnamed Ding!"

"Haha, then you can figure out what to change your surname now. Yu Zizhou said with a smile, the bright confidence on his face seemed to be able to break through this drizzle and illuminate the entire martial arts field.

This smile made Ding Zhe feel awe-inspiring for no reason, and an indescribable and inexplicable sense of oppression slowly spread out from Yu Zizhou's body, and even his originally very annoyed emotions quickly dissipated in this aura.

This sense of danger and the faint smell of death made Ding Zhe lick his lips and arouse an arc of excitement: "I understand your current state very well, you are very now, and you urgently need a deadly opponent, right?"

When Yu Zizhou heard this, he laughed again and said, "Yes." I really need to vent right now, don't let me ......"

However, before Yu Zizhou could say the word "disappointed", the blood-red gentian spear had already rolled up a thick aura, and in the middle of the school field, it was completely presumptuous......