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Chapter 29 Identity Exposure*

"Although I don't know how many hardships my junior brother has gone through, my junior brother has taken the wrong path. Fu Nian doesn't want to see my junior brother make the mistake to the end, so I ask my junior brother for advice!"

Just when everyone thought that the Confucian disciples would not go up again, a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old boy wearing dark green brocade clothes and holding a bronze sword slowly walked onto the debate stage.

"Fuxi, Fu Nian, please give me your junior brother's advice!" Fu Nian held his sword and said solemnly.

He is a disciple of a neutral sect. However, Confucianism cannot allow an outstanding disciple to go astray. Therefore, even if he knows that this disciple has extenuating circumstances, he has to come forward and help this disciple correct himself.

"Fu Nian!" Jin Yao looked at the young Fu Nian with some surprise. This is the future head of the Confucian family, the big boss of the Confucian family who can overpower Yan Lu and Zhang Liang.

"Please!" Jin Yao didn't dare to ask for help anymore and took Ling Xu back.

"Qiang~" Fu Nian slowly handed out a sword, impartially and uprightly.

Jin Yao also had a serious look in his eyes. This sword seemed to be very slow, but in fact it had blocked his other escape routes with its momentum, and he had no choice but to greet this sword.

This is also the first peer Jinyao has seen who can suppress his momentum.

Dang~dang~dang~

There was lightning and flint, and long swords clashed, but the figures of the two people could no longer be seen clearly in the field, only the scattered sword energy flying around.

"I've been living like a dog my whole life!" Scholars from hundreds of schools around looked at the two people fighting on the field. Is this the foundation of the world's most famous scholars? A young boy has the strength of a second-rate top master.

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"Junior brother, if you only use this sword again, you will lose!" Fu Nian and Jin Yao each took a few steps back after striking. Fu Nian looked at Jin Yao and said.

Their fight was brief, but they fired no fewer than dozens of swords. Fu Nian frowned, wondering why this junior brother only used the first sword of the ceremonial sword, and several times, he clearly saw the change of Jin Yao's sword power, but he suddenly

It stopped.

What was he hiding, what was he afraid of, and why did he only use one sword? Fu Nian couldn't figure it out.

Jin Yao was helpless. He wanted to think of a sword, but there were too many masters present. Once he used Mozi's sword technique, he would be completely exposed.

"I only know how to use this sword!" Jin Yao said helplessly as he returned from his sheath.

"Junior brother, do you think senior brother will believe it?" Fu Nian didn't believe it. He had subconsciously changed his sword stance and technique so many times, how could he only know one sword.

After saying that, Fu Nian once again handed out a sword without any surprise, and his body instantly pressed on him, forcing Jin Yao to draw the sword.

"Sword out, sword out, sword out!" Fu Nian felt unyielding. Seeing that Jin Yao always only resisted with courtesy first and then his weapons, he angrily accelerated his sword movement, forcing Jin Yao to use other sword moves.

"Does he really only know one sword?" Xunzi hesitated, being forced to this point by Fu Nian, and he only used salute first and then attack, instead of using other ceremonial sword moves, but he only knew one sword!

"Dang~" There was another sound of swords clashing, but the victory was already decided. A long bronze sword was sent flying high, and on the field, Jin Yao and Fu Nian were seen standing face to face, and then looked at

Jin Yao slowly sheathed Ling Xuheng's sword in front of his chest.

"What a quick sword!" Fu Nian looked at his empty hands, then turned to look at his left shoulder. A sharp sword mark had already cut his sleeve.

"What's the name of this sword?" Fu Nian asked. The sword was so fast that he couldn't even react. The long sword had already been knocked away, and then his left arm was cut open by the opponent's sword.

Fu Nian knew very well that the sword was originally meant to stab his heart. At the last moment, Jin Yao forcibly reversed the sword's direction and only scratched his left arm.

"That's not swordsmanship!" The head of the Fu family walked up nervously, checked Fu Nian's injuries, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was fine. This is because the Fu family has tried its best to train some disciples, and they will challenge Confucianism in the future.

Of all veins.

"Thank you for your mercy, nephew. If I'm not mistaken, that sword should be a spear skill!" Master Fu looked at Jin Yao and asked.

Just when Fu Nian was attacking, Jin Yao could only retreat step by step, resisting left and right, but suddenly he held the sword with both hands, and with a sudden force, Fu Nian's sword flew away. At an incredible angle, Ling Xu followed

He turned his shoulder and stabbed Fu Nian's left arm with a sword.

"Historical skills, turn back with the carbine!" Jin Yao wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, turned back with the carbine, and the spear was sure to kill. It also directly stabbed the enemy's vital point, because in the lightning and flint room, no one could confirm his back stab, so

They will all be inserted subconsciously based on feeling.

After Jin Yao stabbed out, he realized that it was not a life and death fight, so he forcibly reversed the direction and stabbed Fu Nian's left arm, at the cost of a reverse flow of energy and blood and twisting of the waist!

Fu Nian and the head of the Fu family bowed and left the debate stage.

"His waist is injured!" Many experts present saw that Jin Yao's forcefully deflected sword not only caused him some internal injuries, but also the most serious thing was that the sword twisted his waist.

It is extremely fatal in a fight.

The waist is the hub where a person exerts and stores force. Once the waist is injured, it will be difficult to perform many moves, and even if they are performed, there will be a certain degree of sluggishness.

"He is a disciple of Mohism!" Chunyu Yue stood up angrily, looked at Xunzi, and then at Jin Yao.

It is impossible for the Master of the Fu family not to see that when Jin Yao held the sword with both hands, the inner breath that was circulating did not converge. The inner breath was as black as ink and wrapped with white. There was only the Mo family, no other semicolon, but the Fu family Cheng Jin

Yao's kindness was not expressed.

However, as a member of the Shoucheng lineage, how could Chunyu Yue tolerate a disciple from another school talking eloquently in their Confucian debate, talking about Confucian classics and meanings, and disrupting the debate.

"It's over!" Jin Yao held his waist. He was still lucky when he fired the sword. Now it seems that he has underestimated these Confucian scholars.

"Master Xiang, Xun Kuang, what do you want?" Chunyu Yue maintained his identity and did not bother to argue with Jin Yao. He turned to look at Xun Kuang and Master Xiang who was getting up to leave and shouted.

Jin Yao also followed Chun Yuyue's gaze and looked at his teacher. Suddenly, he felt bad. You are my teacher, but you are going to leave regardless of the life and death of your disciples.

Seeing that Mr. Xiang had not escaped, he sat back in his seat in embarrassment. He looked at his nose and his heart. As long as I was thick-skinned enough, it would be others who would be embarrassed.

Seeing the appearance of Master Xiang, Chunyu Yue looked at Xunzi, waiting for him to give a satisfactory answer. In the Confucian dispute, what is the purpose of sending a Mohist disciple here?

"Discussing politics is not about killing one's heart, has Mr. Chunyu forgotten?" Xunzi was not in a hurry, and still spoke slowly.

"Ziyao studied under the Mohists and also attended classes under my sect. When did Jixia Academy prohibit his family from participating in debates? Is this what Mr. Chunyu thinks of Confucianism? Or is it that Confucianism can only work behind closed doors and not listen to his family?

What have you said?" Xunzi stood up slowly, took Jin Yao with him, and walked towards the three great Confucian leaders of the neutral faction, Zuoqiu, Gongyang, and Fu.

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