Qin Feng pressed his hand on the page, the picture distorted again, and a line of small characters appeared, and the two words in his hand were actually "Divine Text!"

"The divine text is the text written by the Emperor of Heaven, and every word contains the truth of heaven and earth, and the ...... of the Great Dao"

"Shenwen!" Qin Feng only felt that the reward given by cultivating Confucianism and Taoism was to make up for the shortcomings of Confucianism and Taoism, could it be that the reward given by cultivating Confucianism and Taoism was to make up for the defects of Confucianism and Taoism......

In his previous life, Qin Feng knew that all the moves of Confucianism needed to be inspired by famous sayings and ancient sayings of sages.

At the Holy Level, before you can speak the law, you need to write it down and inspire it, even if you write a battle poem in wild cursive, it takes a lot of time.

Even if you prepare some written documents in advance, you will eventually run out.

This made the Confucian almost powerless in the face of a sneak attack.

If the power of Confucianism and Taoism can be stimulated with a single word, the Confucianists of the same level can be evenly matched against the martial artists even if they sneak attack, and even gain the upper hand after delaying time......

"Heaven helps Confucianism!" Qin Feng's spirit was lifted, but what happened next made his eyes complicated.

"It's ......"

I saw a stone tablet that seemed to be extended on the page of "The Book of the Emperor of Heaven", and the handwriting on the stone tablet was very blurry, only one word was clearly visible, but it was the word "kill".

In this world, there is only Qin Feng, and there will definitely be no more people who know the word "kill".

Because that's a simplified Chinese word!

"Simplified Chinese characters are actually divine characters?" Qin Feng muttered in his heart, but looking at the other characters on the rubbing, it seemed that they were not all simplified, so he guessed that it might just be a coincidence.

But just one word can trigger the power of Confucianism and Taoism, which is too ......

It's a bit shocking!

He picked up the pen and neatly wrote the word "kill" on the paper.

The moment he injected this word with his telekinesis, Qin Feng only felt that the shouts in his ears were shocking, and the blood in his body was boiling!

The whole person is as if he is in the middle of thousands of troops.

Just when he was at a loss, the scene around him suddenly changed, and he saw himself!

That was the scene when Liu Zhenwu led his men to bully Qin Feng before.

"Don't fight, don't hit me, please!" At that time, Qin Feng was kicked and beaten by more than a dozen students, crawling on the ground while begging for mercy and moaning.

Liu Zhenwu sneered and said: "It's okay, it's like a dog, if you lie down and learn to bark three times now, I can let you go regardless of the villain......

"Otherwise, you can eat my iron bull's fist, you can choose for yourself!" Iron Bull laughed as he lifted his fist like a water tank.

Qin Feng looked at himself who was beaten, and a wave of blood rushed straight to his head, he was angry!

The picture suddenly turned, and the strong smell of blood came to his nose, and he stood on a Shura field, and countless Confucian gentlemen fell in a pool of blood.

One of them was still the young man he had taught, and he clenched the scroll in his hand hard, leaned lightly against his chest, swallowed blood, and said, "Death by benevolence and righteousness...... I am not lonely, I hear the way, although I die...... No regrets!"

Qin Feng's five knuckles were bleeding, he wanted to kill someone!

At this moment, a figure in nine-fold armor appeared in front of him.

With crazy killing intent, Qin Feng roared!

The pen in his hand is like a sword!

"Emperor Wu, I will kill you!"

"Click!" There was a soft sound, and Qin Feng suddenly woke up.

The wooden table was shattered, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table were all shattered into powder under the power of this "kill" word!

Directly below the wooden table, there is a neat word "kill".

One stroke at a time!

Looking at the mess in front of him, Qin Feng only felt that all his strength had collapsed.

Zhihai was almost drained by this "kill", and the muscles in his body were extremely sore, as if the weight of his body exceeded all the load of his body at once.

But this is a word that combines all the power of Qin Feng's force and telekinesis......

Qin Feng was shocked, and couldn't help but say in ecstasy: "Great, the power of this single word 'kill' alone is equivalent to a battle poem I am in the human realm!"

Lifting the human realm is equivalent to being a strong man in the earth!

His footsteps moved slightly half a step, but he heard a crack "click", spreading from the edge of the word "kill", and six clear cracks actually cracked the entire ground.

Looking at the word "kill" written in capital letters on the ground, Qin Feng closed his eyes but clenched his fists, the crazy killing intent just now seemed to be still circling in his mind.

"With this 'kill' word, tomorrow's martial emperor will be selected...... Whoever stands in my way, I will kill him!"

......

On the day of Emperor Wu's selection, the sky was just dawning, and the entire neighborhood where Qin Feng was located was lively.

It is inhabited by apprentices and their families, and today's selection of Emperor Wu is not only an opportunity for every family to be promoted, but also an opportunity to change the fate of a family.

One step up is the future martial arts powerhouse, and even the family members are all human beings.

Looking at the people on the street who were busy preparing breakfast for their children, Qin Feng suddenly had a feeling of returning to before the college entrance examination in the later life.

It's just that in the later generations, the college entrance examination failed, and there are still thousands of roads to go, in this martial arts world, if you can't pass the selection of Emperor Wu, you are a useless waste, not only yourself, but your family will be affected.

It is far more cruel than the college entrance examination in later generations!

When Qin Feng was waiting at the intersection, he actually saw an acquaintance: Tie Niu.

In front of the eight-foot-tall strong man stood a rickety old man who had just reached his waist, babbling something to him.

Tie Niu, who has always shown his brutality and cruelty, actually moistened the corners of his eyes, and replied in a trembling voice: "Don't worry, grandpa, I will definitely become a warrior, and I will take care of you!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Feng shook his head slightly.

Among this group of apprentices who participated in the selection of Emperor Wu, Qin Feng seemed so out of place.

The apprentices were either barehand or with some simple blades, but Qin Feng had a broken piece of green bamboo stuck in his waist.

If the tip is sharpened, it is a bamboo sword, and it is a sword!

Anyone who passed by would be attracted by the bamboo sword on Qin Feng's waist.

"Isn't that Qin Feng?"

"Does he want to take a piece of bamboo to the Martial Emperor Altar to participate in the selection of the Martial Emperor?"

"The head is caught by the door, right? What is the use of bamboo, although when Emperor Wu was selected, he was not allowed to bring a sword from Kaifeng, but it was stronger than bamboo, right?"

"Stupid ......"

"Two stunned!"

In the face of these people's abuse and ridicule, Qin Feng smiled coldly.

If he wants to perform the "killing" technique, he must write, and the unopened sword is too stiff, and he is not easy to use, but it is not as convenient as this simple bamboo sword.

However, after Emperor Wu was selected, he had to hurry up and find a weapon to take advantage of......

Preferably a sword!

Qin Feng thought in his heart.

After waiting for a while, he saw that Yan Wu and Tan Peng were late, and Qin Feng saw that both of them were not in good spirits, and was about to ask.

But Tan Peng said in a deep voice: "Boss, Yan Wu and I are ready to give up this year's Martial Emperor selection. ”

"What?" Qin Feng frowned and said, "What are you doing here?"

Yan Wu added: "Boss, the selection of Emperor Wu must first continue to compete with each other, and in the end, there are only ten people left, and not all of these ten people can win the favor of Emperor Wu's will and become martial artists......

"If we give up, we can create a chance for the old man!"

Tan Peng also nodded and said: "Yes, we are only sixteen years old in two years, and we can mix for two more sessions, so don't worry about the boss!"

"Do your parents know?" Qin Feng blurted out.

Who knew that the two of them reached into their arms together, each handed out a handful of blood pills to Qin Feng, and said, "This is the blood pill prepared for us at home, the boss will use it first!"

Yan Wu added: "Boss, you must pass the selection of Emperor Wu!

Listening to the words of the two, the corners of Qin Feng's eyes moistened, he closed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely pass the selection of Emperor Wu today, and in the future, I, Qin Feng, will share honor and disgrace with you, live and die together!"

When Yan Wu and Tan Peng heard Qin Feng's words, they both laughed, stuffed the Blood Pill into Qin Feng's hand, and urged him to go to the Martial Emperor Altar.

The Martial Emperor Altar is the place where the selection of the Martial Emperor is held, and all the trainees who want to participate in the selection must register in advance and receive the number plate, and a series of preparations will take a lot of time.

If Yin Shi has not reported to the altar of Emperor Wu, it will be regarded as an automatic abstention.

It's been less than half an hour since then.