The matter discussed in Shizong's main hall ended somewhat unhappily because of Xiang Daru's words.
This matter cannot be said to be a disturbance. Shizong and the family have already challenged the imperial power by agreeing to this competition. Now they are thinking of taking advantage of the big sect. However, it seems that some people have made all their calculations.
Xiang Daru's words helped Li Du Shizong avoid a lot of trouble.
Then Song Mu also exchanged a few words with Du Sheng, and Li Shizong followed closely. All parties discussed for a while and decided to wait and see what happens.
Song Mu didn't need to worry so much. After explaining their plans, Du Sheng and others reminded Song Mu a lot about the demon clan asking him to come by name.
Then in this sect, Song Mu was a little unbearable. Both the children of various poetry families and the Du family poetry sect came to visit one after another. Some people wanted to meet and make friends, and some wanted to make friends.
As an excuse to ask Song Mu for advice, he begged Song Mu to show off his poetic talent.
Song Mu mostly laughed it off, and then declined everyone's visits. As the time for the competition drew closer, everyone paid more attention to the upcoming battle.
As time went by, more Shizong and disciples arrived here, and dozens of sects and aristocratic families participated in the competition. The situation in Qing Dynasty by then was already evident.
In the early morning of this morning, Wangyue City had already imposed martial law early, and a large defensive formation had been deployed. At a place outside the city, many literati were gathering here.
There are even boats on the river in the distance, carrying many spectators who want to watch this extraordinary battle.
When Song Mu arrived here, he immediately noticed a feeling of tension in the air. Looking around, the competition venue arranged here also came into view.
This competition area is divided into two parts. The arena for Juren and Jinshi is on the ground. The arena is reinforced with poems and is strong enough to withstand the fighting between the two sides. There is also a large formation for easy protection.
In the sky, the Li Shizong dispatched several flying boats and surrounded a place out of thin air.
This is the arena for battles at the Hanlin level. Fighting takes place in the air, and scholars at the Bachelor level maintain the formation to ensure that there is no impact on the surroundings.
Although there are only two places, they are still huge. Even from a distance, you can still see its majestic color.
At this moment, there is a large ship floating in the sky, which belongs to the Du family, and many people from the Shizong family who are preparing to fight are standing on it.
Among them, in addition to the elders of the Shizong family, there were also many figures wearing red robes.
Many flags were arranged around the building boat, fluttering in the wind, and everyone was standing on the boat, with serious faces, and their eyes were looking eastward at this moment.
"Brother Song, please come to my side."
Wang Yu greeted Song Mu and said, seeing Song Mu wearing a red robe and looking majestic, he raised his eyebrows slightly at this moment.
Song Mu nodded slightly and walked over to stand still. After scanning the surrounding area, Wang Yu spoke.
"The demon tribe from the East China Sea is definitely coming, but I don't know how powerful the demons will be in response to this challenge."
Song Mu was silent, raising his head and looking into the distance. At this moment, the sun was warm and the breeze was blowing on his face. It was autumn and the air was crisp. From this high-rise ship in the sky, he could see the scenery very far away.
Not long after, a dark cloud began to come from the distant sky towards us.
The dark clouds rolled like a wave and quickly stirred up the water vapor in the surrounding sky and earth. The gentle sky seemed to become gloomy in the blink of an eye, and the wind became more and more crazy.
The expressions of everyone on the boat suddenly froze, and they were staring intently at the dark clouds rolling in in the distance.
It’s the demon tribe from the East China Sea that has arrived.
But the next moment, a hum was heard from the ship, and then a ray of light surged out, and golden ripples rippled out into the distance. At this moment, it directly broke through the clouds, the sun shone again, and the strong wind gradually subsided.
"A friend has come from afar, and I have come to meet you at a loss."
It was Du Sheng who spoke, and Xiang Daru, who was standing next to him, also released his aura at this moment. Two extremely powerful auras rippled out with huge power, and the black clouds coming from the other side suddenly restrained a lot.
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In the blue sky, a huge dark cloud slowly reached the sky, casting a large shadow on the ground.
Many people's eyes flashed with strange colors. It was the first time for many people to see the so-called methods of the East China Sea Monster Clan.
Dark clouds were floating in the sky, and then there were streaks of light flashing in them, and soon dozens of figures were revealed, standing on top of the dark clouds.
These guys all transformed into human forms. Some of the monster beasts had not completely restrained their appearance, and the demonic aura on their bodies had not restrained at all. The auras in them were wrapped around them, and Song Mu and others were immediately moved in their hearts.
Song Mu's eyes fell on a figure among the monsters.
It was a small child with pink skin, but his eyes were full of gloom.
This child is wearing a robe that is constantly changing colors. With his hands behind his back at this moment, the old god is floating among these monsters.
Its gaze glanced once, and everyone felt uncomfortable all over, and even felt an inexplicable fear.
This monster may be the head demon saint.
And beside it were several monsters in the Demon King and Demon Lord realm, and even more ten monsters in the Demon King realm.
"It turns out it's you, Blackwater Demon Boy."
Du Qin and Xiang Daru both had stern expressions at this moment. Du Sheng said in a deep voice. The monster looked over, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of its mouth, and a childish voice suddenly came out.
"Dupifu, Lipifu, we even called Xiang here. It seems you are quite wary of me."
The demon boy gave a faint laugh. Seeing that Du Sheng and others were indifferent, he suddenly looked bored and spoke.
"I am here on the orders of the king. Our sincerity lies here. Don't forget the agreed upon rules."
As he said this, he saw the demon boy stretching out his hand, and tiny blisters appeared out of thin air. These blisters swelled up, and volumes of books were revealed in them.
Seeing these things, everyone looked a little excited, and Du Sheng also looked at it intently. After a while, he looked at Li Sheng and Xiang Daru and said.
"Each battle involves a Jinshi civilian soldier. The warriors who challenge us are of the same level. We must not harm their lives. Please don't break your promise."
After saying this, Duqin waved his hand, and the sound of drums sounded on the boat. The demon boy snorted coldly, and this time he was suspended above the dark clouds, signaling to the monsters beside him.
Immediately, a demon king fell down, holding a bubble in his hand, standing in the field, and said in a deep voice.
"This is the authentic work of Chen Ziang's "Sending Wei Da to Join the Army". Is there any Jinshi who can challenge it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged man standing up, his figure flying down, and something thrown out from his body.
"I am Chen Fengwu of the Chen family, and I am here to challenge you! Hand over the chips for Jinshi, Wenbing and Duanhe Inkstones!"