"Mozi's swordsmanship and Mo family's Xuanwu, I really can't break through your defense, but..." Fu Nian looked at Jin Yao in the distance with a playful smile on his lips.
Jin Yao's martial arts was so strange that he initially thought it was because Jin Yao had extraordinary talent and superhuman intuition that he could see through the flaws in his swordsmanship at a glance.
It wasn't until later that he saw the sword in Jin Yaotong's hole that he realized that this guy actually learned the Taoist sword of wisdom, and he also learned it and reached a certain level.
Later, when he saw smoke rising from Jin Yao's head and the back of his head was red, he understood that this was a sign of overusing his brain.
Therefore, Fu Nian understood that this guy was learning a swordsmanship similar to the Confucian Yi swordsmanship, which was to count the enemy's moves.
But understanding is one thing, and deciphering it is another. Fu Nian doesn't think he can surpass his opponent in arithmetic.
"If you can't break it, give up immediately!" Jin Yao cursed. He was confident. Mozi's swordsmanship was a master of the four major trap beasts. He also knew Xuanwu. Unless he met a master, he would not be intimidated by anyone.
"I may not lose!" Fu Nian's smile deepened, the thick and majestic Tai'a sword was slowly raised, and the shadow of the saint behind him also moved.
"Here we come!" The celebrities around them all used their strength to protect themselves to prevent themselves from being scratched by the flying sword energy.
This is the final blow between the two of them. Those who don’t have the strength to watch it will have to risk their own lives.
As the saying goes, eating melon also depends on your strength.
"Pa~" A volume of ancient books was thrown directly in front of Jin Yao.
Jin Yao was stunned when he saw that the saint behind Fu Nian actually threw the ancient bamboo slips in his hand and spread them out in front of him.
"The Analects of Confucius?" Jin Yao saw the two big characters in the ancient book clearly, and then he looked confused. What are you going to do? Throw the weapon before starting the fight?
Yes, many Confucian masters are good at magic, and ancient books are also their strongest weapons. That's why there are Confucian disciples who specialize in one of the Four Books and Five Classics.
However, Jin Yao searched through the reserves in his mind and never saw any Confucian disciple throw away his weapon before taking action.
Not only was Jin Yao dumbfounded, but the old and famous generals watching were also stunned by this.
"What are you doing?" Li Mu was also a little stunned.
"Read it to me!" Suddenly, the saint behind Fu Nian was mouthing the Tianxian, but he also uttered foul language.
"???" Jin Yao was even more dumbfounded, but his body couldn't help but want to pick up the ancient scroll on the ground.
"What are you looking at? Read a book!" the saint's shadow continued to roar.
Then everyone's eyes were forced to shift to the ancient books on the ground. They were obviously far away, but they seemed to be able to clearly read the words on the bamboo slips.
"What are you reading for? Look at me!" The saint's shadow spoke again.
"..." Everyone couldn't help but look at the saint's shadow again.
For a moment, everyone seemed to have returned to the school scene where they were taught by their teacher when they were children in the enlightenment class.
"Just these two words, it takes so long to learn them, I'm sorry for you!" However, before everyone could recover, the saint's shadow took action, took out a ruler and struck Jin Yao's palm.
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"Nima!
"Jin Yao was dumbfounded. They had been staring at the long sword in the phantom hand of the saint. Who knew that this saint was not serious and actually took out a long ruler from nowhere.
As the target of saint education, Jin Yao was also the most deeply affected.
For a moment, my consciousness seemed to have returned to Linzi, to Mobian Mountain, and to the scene when I had just been picked up by Master Xiang.
The Prime Minister at that time was like this. He taught him how to read and write with a sword in one hand and ancient books in the other. When he wasn't serious, he would just take out the ruler on the table, and then...
"Dang~" A loud noise woke everyone up.
He saw dust flying on the ground, and the saint's shadow hit Jin Yao with one foot. However, Jin Yao abandoned Mo Mei, raised his hands, and grasped the Tai'a sword that Fu Nian had chopped off.
"???" Fu Nian was also stunned. He had created this trick himself.
Since his establishment, even the ancestor of the Fu family will be hurt by him if he is careless.
"Is this how you treat your teacher?" Fu Nian hesitated. Jin Yao's movements were so skillful, as if he had practiced them thousands of times, and he was able to subconsciously catch the ruler laid down by the saint.
"I almost fell into your trap!" Jin Yao cursed. This master sword is too disgusting. The master of heaven and earth, the master, and the other four have heard that some people dare to play games with the sky and kill the king, but those who dare to disobey the enlightenment teacher...
It's very few.
Therefore, this sword is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting.
Jin Yao looked at his own posture. He knelt on his knees in a standard kneeling posture with his hands raised. He was really taking the sword with his bare hands!
Still passive and 100% being picked up with bare hands!
But if it were any other person, I am afraid that when the Enlightenment Master slapped his palm, he would have to honestly stretch out his hands to slap the other person. In reality, it would be like being thrust in front of him with Fu Nian's sword.
That is to say, the education of Jin Yao and Xiang Fuzi are different. The two of them are like father and son, so Jin Yao dared to resist teasing, but it also turned into a fight with both hands.
"It's the Henglian Golden Body again!" Fu Nian also cursed. If it weren't for Jin Yao's Henglian Golden Body, this sword wouldn't have been able to be caught with both hands.
Tai'a was held tightly by both hands. Fu Nian couldn't pull it out even if he wanted to, and a shadow appeared in the sky.
"Boom~" A huge Xuanwu descended from the sky, with a powerful move that pushed Fu Nian into the hard ground of the school ground.
Fu Nian could only watch helplessly as Xuanwu was pressed down and unable to move. The sword was held, and Jin Yao followed Tai'a to wrap him around. He couldn't let go of Tai'a and retreat even if he wanted to.
"Let you scare me!"
Before the smoke and dust dissipated, a figure rushed into the ground, and then moved its hands and feet towards Fu Nian, who was stunned by the shock.
Jin Yao was really a little angry. The way he took the sword was so embarrassing, and he was so frightened that he thought he was back to the fear of being dominated by Master Xiang.
"Don't think that you can beat me with your Henglian Golden Body. I will let you know what innate divine power is!" Fu Nian was not to be outdone. He turned around and followed Jin Yao to start a struggle in the school ground that was pressed into a quagmire by Xuanwu.
It took a long time for Li Mu and the other celebrities to come back to their senses, and then they saw two guys who had exhausted their energy and were rolling in the mire.
"Let's break up!" Li Mu hesitated for a moment, and there was nothing worth learning from in the physical battle that followed.
"They all have pretty good figures!" a celebrity said playfully.
The clothes on the upper body of the two men were shattered by the last blow, and now they were covered in mud and fighting, revealing their figures even more.
"You don't know if you're going to hit someone in the face or not!" Fu Nian's figure came out. He was clearly shouting that he was not going to hit someone in the face, but he punched Jin Yao in the face.
"I've been practicing for many years, but I'm still afraid of you!" Jin Yao directly took the punch with his face.
"Crack~" There was a sound of bone cracking, Fu Nian looked at his wrist in disbelief, and then stopped tying.
"Why are you so shameless!" Fu Nian cursed in a low voice. As a descendant of an ancient clan, he has a lot of blood inheritance, and his physical strength is only slightly inferior to those of those who are born with supernatural powers. He actually hit someone in the face and dislocated his wrist.
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"Hey, you don't even look at who I am. I'm a professional who slaps me in the face. How can I not be prepared to be slapped in the face one day!" Jin Yao cursed, turned over, rode on Fu Nian, and gave Fu Nian a fat beating.