"Although I don't know how many tribulations my junior brother has gone through, but my junior brother's path is wrong, Fu Nian doesn't want to see my junior brother wrong to the end, please ask my junior brother for advice!"

Just when everyone thought that the Confucian disciples would not go up again, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy dressed in dark green brocade and holding a bronze sword slowly walked up to the debate platform.

"Fu Xi, Fu Nian, please advise!" Fu Nian hugged his sword and said with a glance.

He is the son of a neutral faction, however, it is impossible for Confucianism to allow an outstanding disciple to go the wrong way, so even if he knows that this disciple has extenuating circumstances, he has to come up, and he must come up and help this disciple to correct himself.

"Fu Nian!" Jin Yao looked at the young Fu Nian and was a little surprised, this is the future head of Confucianism, the Confucian boss who can suppress Yan Lu and Zhang Liang.

"Please!" Jin Yao didn't dare to hold it up anymore and retrieved Ling Xu.

"Qiang~" Fu Nian slowly handed out a sword, impartial, dignified and upright.

Jin Yao also looked solemn, this sword seemed to be very slow, but in fact, it had blocked his other retreats with momentum, and he had to meet this sword.

This is also the first peer Jin Yao has seen who can suppress his momentum.

噹 ~ 噹 ~ 噹 ~

Lightning and flint, long swords clashed, but the two people could no longer be seen clearly in the field, only scattered sword qi was flying.

"I've lived to a dog for the rest of my life!" The surrounding hundreds of scholars looked at the two people fighting on the field, is this the essence of the world's learning, a teenager has the strength of a second-rate top master.

"If the junior brother only uses this sword again, he will lose!" Fu Nian and Jin Yao each took a few steps back after a blow, and Fu Nian looked at Jin Yao and said.

They fought for a short time, but there were no less than dozens of swords, but Fu Nian frowned, why did this junior brother only use the first sword of the salute sword, and several times, he obviously saw the change in Jin Yao's sword momentum, but he stopped abruptly.

What is he hiding, what is he afraid of, why is he only using a sword? Fu Nian couldn't figure it out.

Jin Yao was very helpless, he wanted to come up with a sword, but there were too many masters present, once he used the Mozi swordsmanship, it would be completely exposed.

"I'll only use this sword!" Jin Yao returned to the sheath and said helplessly.

"Senior brother thinks senior brother will believe it?" If you don't believe it, how can you only have one sword if you subconsciously change your sword posture and techniques so many times.

After that, Fu Nian handed out a sword again, and his body was instantly pressed, forcing Jin Yao to take out the sword.

"Out of the sword, out of the sword, out of the sword!" Fu Nian was unforgiving, seeing that Jin Yao always only resisted with the first salute and then the soldiers, he angrily accelerated the sword momentum, forcing Jin Yao to make other sword moves.

"He really only knows one sword?" Xunzi hesitated, he was forced to this point by Fu Nian, and he only used to salute first and then soldier, and did not use other sword moves, isn't it just one sword!

"Wow~" was another sound of sword fighting, but the victory and defeat had already been divided, a bronze long sword was blown high, and on the field, I saw Jin Yao and Fu Nian standing face to face, and then watched Jin Yao slowly put Ling Xuheng and his chest back into the sheath.

"What a quick sword!" Fu Nian looked at his empty hands, and then turned his head to look at his left shoulder, a sharp sword mark had cut through his sleeve.

"What's the name of this sword?" Fu Nian asked, this sword was too fast, so fast that he couldn't react, the long sword had already been knocked away, and then his left arm was slashed by the opponent's sword.

Fu Nian knew very well that the sword was originally stabbed into his heart, but at the last moment, it was Jin Yao who forcibly reversed the sword momentum, only cutting his left arm.

"That's not swordsmanship!" The head of the Fu family walked up nervously, checked Fu Nian's injury, and was relieved to see that he was fine, this is because their Fu family has done their best to cultivate some disciples, and they are going to challenge the Confucian lineage in the future.

"Thank you for the mercy of my nephew, if the old man is not mistaken, that sword should be spearmanship!" The Fu family master looked at Jin Yao and asked.

Just when Fu Nian was attacking, Jin Yao could only retreat step by step, resisting left and right, but suddenly holding the sword in both hands, he suddenly shook Fu Nian's long sword with force, and at an incredible angle, Ling Xuan looked back along his shoulder and stabbed Fu Nian's left arm.

"Marksmanship, back to the horse pistol!" Jin Yao wiped away the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, returned the horse pistol, and the gun returned to kill, which was also directly stabbed at the enemy's vital point, because in the electric light, no one could confirm the stab of his return, so it would be subconsciously stabbed by feeling.

After Jin Yao stabbed out, he only realized that it was not a life-and-death fight, so he forcibly reversed the direction and stabbed Fu Nian's left arm, and the price was that his qi and blood were retrograde and twisted his waist!

Fu Nian and Fu Jiazhu saluted, and then withdrew from the debate platform.

"He's hurt his back!" There were many masters present, and they all saw that the sword that Jin Yao forcibly deflected not only caused him a certain amount of internal injury, but also the most serious thing was that the sword was twisted to the waist, which was extremely fatal in the fight.

The waist is the hub of people's strength and accumulation, once the waist is injured, many moves are difficult to perform, and even if they are used, there will be a certain slowness.

"He's a disciple of the Mo family!" Chun Yu got up angrily, looked at Xunzi, and then looked at Jin Yao.

It is impossible for the master of the Fu family not to see that when Jin Yao was holding the sword in both hands, the internal breath of the operation did not converge, it was as black as ink, and there was a white entwined internal breath, only the Mo family, there was no semicolon, but the Fu family inherited Jin Yao's kindness and did not say it.

However, how could Chun Yuyue, who was in the same line, tolerate a disciple of another family talking eloquently in their Confucian debates, talking about Confucian scriptures and teachings, and causing up debates.

"It's over!" Jin Yao held his waist, he was still lucky when he took out that sword, and now it seems that he still underestimated these Confucian Confucians.

"Master Xiangzi, Xun Condition, what do you want?" Chun Yuyue held his own identity, and he didn't want to worry about Jin Yao, so he turned his head to look at Xun Kuang and Xiangfuzi, who was getting up and about to slip away, and shouted.

Jin Yao also followed Chun Yuyue's gaze and looked at his teacher, and the whole person was not good in an instant, you are my teacher, you actually don't care about the life or death of your disciple.

Seeing that the husband who didn't escape sat back in his position embarrassedly, looking at his nose and nose, his nose and his heart, as long as I was thick-skinned enough, it was someone else who was embarrassed.

Seeing the appearance of Xiangfuzi, Chun Yuyue looked at Xunzi, waiting for him to give a satisfactory answer, what do you want to do in the Confucian dispute and send a Mohist disciple up?

"If you don't talk about politics, did you forget Mr. Chunyu?" Xunzi was not in a hurry, and still said slowly.

"Zi Yao studied under the Mo family, and he also took classes under my school, when did the Jixia School Palace prohibit his family from participating in debates? Could this be what Mr. Chun Yu thinks of as Confucianism? Or does Confucianism have to work behind closed doors and can't listen to what other people say? Xunzi got up slowly, brought Jin Yao to his side, and walked towards the three great Confucian masters of the neutral faction, Zuoqiu, Ram, and Fu.