"If I fight with you, if I don't use my sword, I won't be sure."
Zheng Zhi smiled lightly.
As he spoke, the sword energy rolled around his body, and the sword intent was like substance, penetrating people more and more.
"Then I should feel even more honored."
Ouyang Xiu responded with a smile.
At the same time, the star power around him was distorted.
Countless cyan star powers gathered together and condensed into a book.
The books exude an ancient air, as if they have been dusted for many years.
"It smells so ancient. What kind of martial skill is this?"
Countless spectators stared wide-eyed.
This was the first time they had seen Ouyang Xiu use such a method.
Although this was not Ouyang Xiu's first attack, he only used some fists and kicks, and never used what he had learned.
Therefore, when Ouyang Xiu showed off the skills he had learned for the first time, everyone was amazed.
Surprise, mixed with doubt.
They have never seen such a smell.
The cyan ancient book exudes antiquity and mystery, as well as mystery and solemnity.
"Confucianism?"
Zheng Zhi narrowed his eyes and saw some clues.
The martial arts skills Ouyang Xiu practiced were the rare inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism.
Although Zheng Zhi had limited experience, he had never seen it with his own eyes.
But I also heard some stories from a mysterious woman about Confucianism and Taoism.
This is a mysterious group that had a period of prosperity in the distant ancient times.
According to rumors, he is a powerful Confucian and Taoist with extremely high cultivation level.
If you have talent, your poems can kill enemies, your words can destroy armies, and your articles can bring peace to the world.
The scholar writes with his pen and talks about military affairs on paper; he kills the enemy with his men and speaks with his words; the Confucian scholar becomes angry and talks with each other.
During that period, some people used Confucianism and Taoism to become saints.
Confucian sages know astronomy from above and geography from below. They can also peer into five hundred years of past life and five hundred years of future life.
Words and writing can kill people, demons, and immortals, they can punish heavenly crimes, and they can break the cycle of life and death.
Those methods can be called heavenly beings.
However, the world has changed, and the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism has become as rare as a feather in the Ice Emperor Continent, and it is difficult to find any trace.
Zheng Zhi never expected that this secretive Ouyang Xiu would actually be a successor to Confucianism and Taoism.
"I thought that no one in this world would know about my heritage, but I didn't expect that Brother Zheng would tell me at a glance. Brother Zheng's knowledge is astonishing."
Ouyang Xiu looked a little complicated and sighed.
"I just didn't expect that you could practice Confucianism and Taoism."
Zheng Zhi's eyes were also a little complicated.
The ancient Confucian and Taoist masters, although they were talented in the world, had earth-shaking abilities.
But without exception, these Confucian and Taoist people are all upright and upright people with the world in mind.
And this Ouyang Xiu... obviously not.
This is a complete hypocrite.
Zheng Zhi did not expect that this hypocrite could practice Confucianism, Taoism and martial arts, which was very surprising.
Could it be that inheriting Ouyang Xiu’s Confucianism and Taoism has made him blind?
Zheng Zhi then thought about it, it was very possible.
After all, in terms of acting skills, Ouyang Xiu is second to none.
Even Zheng Zhi felt inferior.
"This book is called Haoran Ancient Book!"
Ouyang Xiu pointed to the cyan ancient book in front of him and said: "This book is a great killing move that I condensed based on my own Confucianism and Taoism cultivation. It has never been displayed in front of the world. Today, Brother Zheng is the first person to read this book."
A seer."
"Is it?"
Zheng Zhi smiled slightly: "It's a great honor."
When he said this, a smile appeared on his lips.
Even a pair of eyes became fiery.
He has practiced so far, killed countless people, and gained a lot of knowledge.
I have seen all kinds of martial arts and learned them personally, but I have never learned Confucianism.
How can you not be excited when you see me today?
Hearing this, Ouyang Xiu said nothing.
I saw that his finger was slightly in the air.
The ancient book suspended in mid-air, tightly closed, slowly opened.
"Wow!"
And the moment the ancient book was opened, a terrifying and ancient power burst out.
The cyan light, like the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens, fell down and surged towards Zheng Zhi.
Seeing this, Zheng Zhi's expression gradually became serious.
The sword in his hand is filled with cold air.
With a slash of his hand, the sharp ice sword slashed out.
"Frost Slash!"
He didn't hold back at all with this sword.
The fierce sword power was like a flood that burst a dam, surging down from the sky.
"boom!"
The cyan light and the frost sword intent collided fiercely in mid-air.
A terrifying energy bloomed.
Countless spectators stared at the martial arts stage and could not bear to look away for even a minute.
The two offensives, after a moment of stalemate, both turned into nothingness.
"Haoran is upright!"
Ouyang Xiu spoke calmly.
As the words fell, Haoran's ancient book began to turn pages quickly.
As the pages of the ancient book were turned, waves of energy rolled down from the sky, showing a glorious trend.
That ancient aura really contains awe-inspiring aura.
And these awe-inspiring auras turned into pieces of blue text.
The words were beating like tadpoles, mixed with spirituality, and extremely splendid.
"Haoran is upright?"
Zheng Zhi listened with disdain.
These words, coming from Ouyang Xiu's mouth, are a bit harsh and ironic no matter how you hear them.
Of course, Zheng Zhi was also dissatisfied with his actions.
His face was solemn, and his eyes were filled with murderous light.
"Killing sword!"
The killing sword was unleashed, and the blood-red sword slashed down wildly.
Under the killing sword, countless words transformed into awe-inspiring righteousness were all shattered by the sword light.
But before he could be happy, Zheng Zhi felt a pain in his head.
I saw that many words penetrated into his head and exploded crazily in his sea of consciousness.
"puff!"
Zheng Zhi spat out a mouthful of blood.
His face also turned pale at this moment.
How can this power of Confucianism and Taoism hurt people's souls unconsciously?