"Since senior brother doesn't make a choice, then I'm offended!" The disciple of Chunyu lineage turned his previous emotion into grief and anger. Yes, it was anger, a kind of anger with the collapse of faith.
He originally thought that this senior brother would be a modest gentleman who was indifferent to fame and fortune, quiet and far-reaching, an ideal gentleman in their ideal lineage, but in the end they were deceived.
This senior brother turned out to be a two-faced character. In Taoist terms, it means that the Taoist heart is not strong, and in Guigu terms, it means that the mind is not right.
Therefore, he must hold the three-foot long sword in his hand to peel away those duplicitous thoughts from his senior brother.
"Are you sure?" Jin Yao watched the other party salute with his sword, and had to bite the bullet and asked seriously, raising Ling Xu in his hand.
"It is Zinian's duty to establish his mind for senior brother!" Chun Yu Wu Nian, a disciple named Zinian, said seriously.
He didn't want to kill Jin Yao, he just wanted to help the other person to establish his mind and correct the other person's ideas, instead of being duplicitous like this.
"Then do you have money?" Jin Yao asked seriously.
"Zi Nian, Confucianism is from the same lineage, direct lineage!" Chun Yu Wu Nian showed his identity. To put it simply, he is not short of money!
"Very good, I have a sword with a very expensive name. It is not easily unsheathed, just because once it is unsheathed, it costs a lot of money!" Jin Yao showed Lingxu in his hand to Chunyu Wunian and said.
"Senior brother, you can rest assured. Zi Nian can still afford the cost of maintaining a sword!" Chun Yu Wu Nian probably understood a little bit. No wonder this senior brother has never seen or heard of it. Maybe he is a little kid.
He comes from a family, so he has to play both sides and be duplicitous.
Thinking of this, Chunyu Wunian became more determined to help Jin Yao correct his three views.
"Okay, come on!" Jin Yao was relieved. Mo Bian was very poor and couldn't afford to support Ling Xu. He had always suspected that the Prime Minister gave Ling Xu to him not because he regarded him as a member of Mo Bian's family.
The heir, but the Prime Minister himself can no longer afford the sword.
"Senior brother, be careful!" Chunyu Wunian adhered to the Confucian principle of etiquette before fighting, slowly unsheathed his sword and performed a sword salute.
Jin Yao nodded, Chunyu's direct descendant should not be a little shrimp, he must have certain skills, otherwise no one would stop him and let him play easily.
"Beat him to death, kill this duplicitous traitor!" The Confucian scholars below all cheered for Chunyu Wunian.
Jin Yao saw that even Han Fei and Li Si were cheering for each other, and felt helpless. I am obviously one of your people, but you are actually cheering for the other side!
Chun Yu Wu Nian originally wanted Jin Yao to take action first, but when he saw Jin Yao standing still and not making a move, he sighed. The senior brother actually had a good heart and did not want to bully the small ones, so he couldn't let the senior brother go.
Got on the wrong track.
So, Chunyu Wu Nian took action, stabbing straight with his long sword, in an orderly manner, yet impartial.
"This disciple is not bad. I keep trying to persuade him to return to his right ways!" Chunyu Yue was very satisfied with his disciple's behavior.
Chun Yu Wu Nian has been trying to persuade the opponent to turn back from the moment he took action. The first sword is to be polite before attacking, the second sword is to stay upright and stay together, the third sword is the prodigal's return, the fourth sword... well, there is no fourth sword.
Jin Yao was also helpless. He only knew three swordsmanships. One was Mozi's swordsmanship, which he had learned most of, but he couldn't use it. The other was Hui sword, which he had learned all night. It was just a child's skill and he couldn't use it.
One move of sword etiquette, first salute and then attack.
Jin Yao was reluctant to take action, precisely because it would be easy for him to reveal his identity once he made a move, so after Chunyu Wu Nian made a move, he had been hiding.
"Why don't you fight back!" Chunyu Wunian was very angry. The image of his senior brother in his mind was completely ruined, and now he was pretending to be a gentleman, which made him even more angry.
"Okay!" Jin Yao stopped evading, Lingxu took out his sheath, separated Chun Yu Wu Nian's long sword at an incredible speed and angle, and then slapped the opponent with a palm, knocking Chun Yu Wu Nian out of the debate stage.
"Why!" Chunyu Wunian didn't care about the injuries on his body. Senior brother, you obviously have such a good talent and high level of martial arts, why do you want to be such a two-faced person?
"Zi Nian, step back, you are no match for him!" Chun Yuyue stopped Chun Yu Wu Nian, who still wanted to take the stage, "There are still people who will take action, leave it to them!".
Chunyu Wunian looked at a senior fellow from Xunzi's lineage who was on stage with him, bowed dullly, and then returned to stand behind Chunyu Yue.
"Senior brother, stay upright and stay together, keep your original intention, and don't mess up your xinxing!" The disciples of Xunzi's lineage were also trying to persuade Jin Yao. They thought he was a great talent, but he just took the wrong path!
"He is a Mohist, and the Confucian classics will not affect his character at all!" Han Fei smiled bitterly. He could understand the thoughts of these Confucian brothers, but he was not a disciple of Confucianism, so he naturally misunderstood Confucianism in various ways.
Classic meaning.
"Senior Brother, are you still not going to use your sword?" The disciples of Xunzi's lineage looked at Jin Yao and also took action with hatred. The sword was sharp and unforgiving, but they were even more angry that Jin Yao had been dodging and not fighting back.
"Because I'm not sure you can afford the 'very expensive' maintenance fees!" Jin Yao also answered seriously.
"I can still afford this amount of money!" Xunzi was also very angry. He originally wanted Jin Yao to help him, but now he just wants a disciple to go up and beat this troublemaker to death.
"Master Xun, are you really okay with this?" Jin Yao was speechless. It was you who pushed me up. Now it's you who wants to hit me!
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"I think it's very good!" Xunzi touched the tip of his beard, expecting this kid to use Mohist martial arts, and then... Xunzi looked at the neutral Zuoqiu and Gongyang.
"Just pay, junior brother, be careful!" Jin Yao received a satisfactory answer, turned around indifferently, avoided the long sword, slapped the disciple on the back of the heart with a sideways palm, and used a dirty move to trip him up.
One kick caused the opponent's center of gravity to become unstable, causing him to fly out of the field and be caught by other disciples.
"With evil intentions, how can you use such a dirty trick in a grand fight!" Because of Jin Yao's kick, Confucianism exploded. It is shameful to lose, and it is not honorable to win. You are obviously stronger than the opponent, but you still want to use this method.
The heretical methods make people look foolish.
"I..." Jin Yao was speechless. I know how to use a sword. If I don't use this street gangster's moves, how can I win? He also has to be able to use other moves of the ceremonial sword. With Mozi's sword technique, he can't do it.
I want to get out alive.
"Junior Brother, please!" A young man from the Shoucheng lineage once again stood up. He was a few years older than Jin Yaoxu and looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. He saluted with his sword in hand, and decisively threw the coins he should have given to Jin Yao in a bag.
around.
"The money is in place, everything is easy to talk about, senior brother, be careful!" Seeing the money opened, he was talking about Jin Yao. The sound of the money bag hitting the ground made him clearly estimate the weight, his eyes lit up, and he drew his sword decisively.
"So fast!" Disciple Chunyu didn't have time to draw his sword, but Ling Xu scratched his neck. A strand of short hair fell down. He hurriedly wiped his neck and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no blood.