Chapter 156 Assassination of Fusu for two thousand
"Master Xiaomeng."
Although Xiaomeng was only eighteen years old, her seniority was extremely high. Even Fu Nian had to respectfully call her senior, so Fusu and the others all stood up from their seats to show respect.
Fusu looked at Xiao Meng, who was exuding a dusty aura, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Back when Confucius visited Lao Tzu, he praised him for being like a dragon. Everyone thought it was humility. Today, after seeing Master Xiao Meng's demeanor,
Only then did you know that these words were spoken from the bottom of your heart.”
Faced with Fusu's praise, Xiaomeng just said calmly with an expressionless face: "I always have no desire to see its wonderful things, but always have the desire to see its pleasures. That's just because Confucius has not yet reached the realm, otherwise there would be no fuss."
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The Confucian disciples on the side were a little dissatisfied when they heard Xiaomeng use allusions to belittle their ancestors, but they could not find an excuse to refute, so they could only bury their dissatisfaction in their hearts.
"Senior Xiaomeng, Confucian Fu Nian is polite."
Although Fu Nian also felt that Xiao Meng was a bit arrogant, but as the current head of the Confucian school, he could not be rude and bowed respectfully to Xiao Meng.
Xiaomeng glanced at Fu Nian lightly, raised her eyebrows slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "Why doesn't Xun Kuang come?"
"Uncle Master, he has stopped caring about worldly affairs a long time ago. Naturally, we juniors can't force him."
"Yeah?"
Fusu saw that the atmosphere had become a little stiff, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, and then he said slowly: "Master Xiaomeng, please take a seat."
After hearing this, Xiaomeng did not continue to delve into Xun Kuang's matter. Instead, she walked lightly, leaving several afterimages as she walked, and sat elegantly on the seat next to Fusu.
Jiang Sheng, who was hiding among the Confucian disciples, could not help but frown slightly when he saw this. Because the distance between Xiaomeng and Fusu was too close, if he wanted to assassinate Fusu, he would definitely be blocked by Xiaomeng.
After Zhao Gao and the others had time to react, it would be impossible to kill Fusu, so he had to wait for a suitable opportunity.
After Xiaomeng took his seat, Li Si asked aloud: "Master, now that all the distinguished guests have arrived, can we start discussing the sword battle?"
"Um."
Since Confucianism has disciples all over the world, and among these disciples there are many princes and generals, even Li Si was once a disciple of Xun Kuang, so even if Fusu and the others plan to get rid of Confucianism, they will not be able to do it overnight.
Today, Fusu ostensibly asked Xiaomeng and the others to discuss swordsmanship with Confucianism, but in fact, he wanted to suppress Confucianism!
"This competition will be determined by three rounds. There is no limit to the number of players in each round. If one party voluntarily admits defeat, the game will be terminated immediately."
After getting Fusu's approval, Li Si announced the rules of the competition, then turned to Fu Nian and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Fu Nian?"
"Everything is based on the wishes of the young master."
If possible, Fu Nian would naturally not agree to this kind of competition, but he knew that Fusu and his party came today with bad intentions, so he had no choice but to agree.
When Fusu saw Fu Nian being so understanding, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, and he pretended to be a gentleman and said: "Today we are just talking about Tao with swords, and we will stop at it. Don't hurt the gentleman's etiquette."
Jiang Sheng saw Fusu's hypocrite behavior and curled his lips in disdain. If he really paid attention to the etiquette of a gentleman, there would not be this sword-discussing competition today.
The first match was between Zhang Liang and Luo Wang's Six Sword Slaves, and he lost to the Six Swords Slaves as expected.
Although the cultivation of the six sword slaves has not reached the Grandmaster stage, the cultivation of the six of them has at least reached the middle stage of Xiantian. Each of them was a famous swordsman before joining the net. Together, the six of them can even instantly kill the masters in the early stage of Grandmaster.
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Although Xiaomeng's cultivation level is far superior to that of Six Sword Slaves, it is difficult for her to defeat Six Swords Slaves alone. As for the black swordsman Chen Sheng, needless to say, he himself was defeated by Six Swords Slaves.
As the third master of the Confucian family, Zhang Liang is much weaker than Du Nian and Yan Lu. He deliberately chose to challenge Six Sword Slave. In fact, he just wanted to use himself, the weakest, to replace the opponent's strongest opponent.
The second game was between Yan Lu and the black swordsman Chen Sheng. After the two men fought for a while, it ended in a draw.
"The Confucian method of sitting and forgetting is really mysterious."
After Jiang Sheng watched the match between Yan Lu and Chen Sheng, he couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart.
Although Yan Lu seemed to be about the same strength as Chen Sheng, Jiang Sheng knew that the martial arts of Zuowangxinfa was a wonderful martial art that made him weak when he was weak and strong when he was strong.
In this match, it seemed that Yan Lu was just tied with Chen Sheng, but in fact, even if he faced Fu Nian, he could still be tied.
Since Confucianism lost the first game and the second game was a draw, Fu Nian had to beat Xiaomeng in the third game in order to save Confucianism's face.
Fu Nian cupped his hands towards Xiaomeng and said, "Senior Xiaomeng, let's just sit down for the third match! I wonder how senior wants to compete?"
"The first two games were too crude and inconsistent with our identities. Why don't we change the game?"
After Xiaomeng finished speaking, she stood up and walked towards the outside of the kendo hall, and Fu Nian had no choice but to follow after seeing this.
"Now!"
At the moment when everyone's eyes were focused on Xiaomeng and Fu Nian, Jiang Sheng, hidden in the crowd, opened his bloodthirsty fangs like a poisonous snake.
"If you have murderous intent, protect the young master!"
After Six Sword Slave felt the sudden murderous aura, he immediately rushed towards Fusu.
"Pfft!"
However, the Six Sword Slaves were still slower after all. They vaguely saw a white dragon emerging from the Confucian disciples, just like a white lightning striking Fusu instantly.
When they came to their senses, Fusu's chest had been pierced by a sharp sword, and the figure holding the sharp sword was Zimu, a Confucian disciple.
Fu Nian immediately recovered from the shock, looked directly into Jiang Sheng's eyes and said with absolute certainty: "You are not Zimu, who are you?!"
Now that Jiang Sheng's cultivation has reached the early stage of Grand Master, the Hundred Steps Flying Sword he just used was integrated with the sword intention of the Quick Sword, and its speed was so fast that even the masters in the late stage of Grand Master would not be sure to catch it.
Zimu, a Confucian disciple, was just an early acquired martial artist, and it was impossible for him to display such superb swordsmanship, so Fu Nian was certain that the 'Zimu' in front of him was someone else's disguise.
When Chen Sheng saw the sharp sword that pierced Fusu's heart, he couldn't help shouting: "Yuan Hong, Hundred Steps Flying Sword, you are Gai Nie!"
Ever since Chen Sheng lost to Gai Nie, he has always regarded Gai Nie as his next challenge target, so he naturally knew Gai Nie's martial arts very well. In addition, only a few people knew about Gai Nie's death.
Therefore, it is normal for him to mistake the disguised Jiang Sheng for Gai Nie.