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Chapter Forty-Seven: A White Horse Is Not a Horse

"Brother! Shao Yu! What should we do now?" Tianming looked at us, speechless. "Look!" Shao Yu pointed at the bag of tips on the table and opened it to take a look.

Shao Yu immediately moved his hands and opened the bag of tips. "A white horse is not a horse!" Shao Yu and Tian Ming exclaimed. They actually said the same thing as Mo Xuan. This is really unbelievable. "Brother, you are really clever.

." Tianming looked at me with an envious look in his eyes. "Don't call me brother!" I was still so indifferent and didn't want to speak. "Oh." Tianming nodded, I really didn't understand why Mo Xuan was so weird, it was obviously me.

Brother, but why don’t you want me to call him brother?

"Okay, Tianming, stop talking." Shao Yu pointed at the kit and motioned to Tianming to look at it quickly.

"Let's go first." I walked out. At this time, Li Si should have made things difficult for Confucianism.

Standing at the door, mixed with many Confucian disciples, you can take the opportunity to see how powerful Gongsun Linglong's art of argumentation is? Is it unrivaled? I don't know why, but seeing Gongsun Linglong, a pretentious and self-righteous person,

I really want to vomit. This feeling is not good. It's too contemptuous. I shouldn't be like this. I took back the fun on my face and looked at the debate in front of me coldly.

The first round was between Zimu and Gongsun Linglong, and the theme was birds. Gongsun Linglong immediately said that flying birds are happy, and then said that you are not me, how do you know that I don’t know the happiness of birds? In an instant, Zimu

Mu was stunned, he lost this round.

In the second round, it was Ziyou versus Gongsun Linglong. She first asked if victory and defeat were opposites, then asked if life and death were opposites, and then asked if the sunrise and sunset are also opposites. Wait for the other party

Falling into the net, it is said that the sun has been moving closer to the west since it rose, and it has been moving closer to death without surviving any longer. "You lost from the beginning." In an instant, Ziyou also lost,

It barely takes a few minutes, master, really a master.

Soon, Gongsun Linglong won six battles in a row. This was simply a genius of sophistry.

In the seventh round, it was Zicong versus Gongsun Linglong, and the theme was actually the white horse. Gongsun Linglong said at the beginning that the white horse was not a horse, and then he came up with "Chu people lost it, Chu people got it", and then said that it was later

Confucius said, "What is lost is what is gained." "How is this different from my saying that Chu people are not human beings and white horses are not horses?" As soon as he said this, Zicong lost.

What a powerful eloquent person. He is worthy of being a famous leader of this generation. He is indeed not simple.

"Sir, you are wrong. There are still disciples in Confucianism who have not asked for advice." Zhang Liang walked over, his tone was still so calm. "Sir, you must show your true skills. Don't show mercy to me because you see that I am a beautiful woman."

." Gongsun Linglong said, and suddenly felt like she was going to vomit out what she had eaten this morning. Fortunately, I suppressed it, but there was still no difference on the surface.

"Come here Ziming." Zhang Liang waved to Tianming to come over and argue with Gongsun Linglong.

In the eighth round, it was Tianming versus Gongsun Linglong, again with the theme of the white horse. After Tianming looked at the white horse, he went over to touch it and said it looked really good. Suddenly Gongsun Linglong began to get carried away and talked about his family heirloom. Then Tianming deliberately slipped and hit

On the horse's butt, the white horse ran away immediately. Gongsun Linglong was furious, "This is my family's heirloom!" Tianming smiled and said that he could get it back. So he asked Shao Yu to bring an old and beautiful horse.

A thin black horse. When he saw the black horse, Gongsun Linglong immediately opened his mouth and was dumbfounded. Tianming was very satisfied with the effect, "This is an heirloom of my family. It has been passed down for more than five hundred generations, and its name is Taren." Then Tianming smiled again.

He laughed and said that stepping on the snow is equivalent to a family heirloom, so stepping on someone is equivalent to stepping on the snow. Gongsun Linglong gritted his teeth, unable to speak, and the mask in his hand fell off.

It seems that to deal with scoundrels, you need to find someone even more scoundrel than her. I sighed. It seemed that this Zhang Liang was really a scoundrel.

"Master Li, walk slowly." Li Si and others left. However, Li Si said a few words before leaving, but he was far away and could not hear. Xinghun waved his hand, and a Mohist disciple who was hiding and eavesdropping was hit.

Recruited.


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