Seeing this, everyone trembled. Just these three words showed the artistic conception that the master wanted to express. In an instant, everyone felt as if they were in a hell on earth.
As the rice paper gradually unfolded, the dense handwriting appeared clearly in front of everyone's eyes. For a moment, the entire Chenxi Square became murderous. Even Nian Samsara, a warrior in the Lingzong realm, had a dignified look on his face at this moment.
He also stood up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the rice paper as white as snow.
His wildly cursive handwriting appeared on the rice paper:
"A man should kill without mercy.
The eternal karma is all in killing people.
There used to be an Assassin's Alliance, and the loyalty was strong.
If you wear red, you will kill someone. Your body is lighter than a feather.
Reputation is like dirt, and those who disdain benevolence will ridicule.
Wearing an iron sword, he kills people in anger.
Men, don’t tremble, I have a song for you to listen to:
Killing one person is a crime, killing ten thousand people is a hero.
If you slaughter nine million, you will be called the hero among the heroes.
League of Assassins, different ways:
See through the reputation of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but make it possible for the new generation to show off its glory."
When the last handwriting appeared in front of everyone's eyes, the timid spectators turned pale, obviously frightened by the killing intent in this murderous song.
The cold wind swept up the remaining snow on the ground, and a trace of murderous intent still appeared in everyone's mind. At this moment, everyone couldn't help but picture the hell on earth. Everyone's minds were immersed in this murderous atmosphere, and the thoughts continued to appear in their minds.
Listening to this poem, at this moment, Nian Samsara also closed his eyes, immersed in the past killings. Only Ye Shaohan and Mo Che were awake in the entire square.
Mo Che's eyes were sometimes awake and sometimes confused. His deep voice gently repeated the verses on it, and his face changed constantly!
And Mo Che's voice seemed to have some kind of magic power, easily bringing everyone into the artistic conception of the murder song, the heroism of a man killing his enemy, and the persistence of killing anyone who can be killed.
The entire vast morning square was filled with Mo Che's deep voice. It took a long time for Mo Che's voice to sink in.
The roar of the cold wind was endless, and everyone was still immersed in the poem. After a few breaths, Mo Che's voice sounded again:
"Anyone who is unfaithful can be killed! Anyone who is unfilial can be killed! Anyone who is unkind can be killed! Anyone who is unjust can be killed!"
When the last word floated out of Mo Che's mouth, a thunder exploded in vain in the endless void, and the electric snake rolled.
The thunder also woke up everyone who was immersed in the poem. For a moment, countless eyes with different emotions looked at Ye Shaohan, including the rather surprised look of Nian Samsara.
Holding a wine bottle in one hand and a jade pen in the other, Ye Shaohan was dressed in a military robe as white as snow, his thin figure looking so weak in the cold wind.
However, at this moment, no one dared to look down upon this thin figure, not even the tutors and third-year students.
Densely written words fell on the rice paper, and endless murderous intent spread out.
Mo Che glanced at Ye Shaohan meaningfully, then waved his sleeve, and the rice paper immediately curled up, and then fell into Mo Che's hand.
For a moment, the palpitating feeling dissipated like a tide, but when he took the rice paper, the murderous intention contained within it still made Mo Che involuntarily take a step back.
As soon as the rice paper was put away, the entire vision of heaven and earth dissipated, and its seven stone statues stopped shaking.
Taking a step forward, Mo Che looked at Ye Shaohan and said softly: "Persistent killing! If you are destined to dance with loneliness and loneliness along this way, don't you feel tired?"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan rarely raised his head and looked at Mo Che, and also chuckled: "Sometimes killing is not killing, who can tell this clearly, as long as you think it is right, then you have a reason to continue.
Isn't it?"
Ye Shaohan did not answer Mo Che's question directly, but instead asked Mo Che. Regarding this, both Situ Fang and Feng Yunxiao were in an uproar. This guy was quite bold.
Hearing this, Mo Che still had a smile on his face and did not answer Ye Shaohan's question. Instead, he walked directly towards the steps of the Yutai. After walking a few steps, he said: "You only live once, you don't have to force yourself to choose not to."
It doesn’t matter whether you are reborn as you like or die as you like. However, no matter which path you choose, don’t forget your initial persistence. It doesn’t matter whether you are tired or not!”
After speaking, Mo Che walked towards the steps without looking back. The two old men who were standing there looked at Ye Shaohan thoughtfully and immediately walked towards the steps.
In response to this, everyone was in an uproar. Why didn't these three mentors announce the winner of this literary competition?
After Mo Che and the others left the jade platform, they did not return directly to the instructor's platform. Instead, they walked towards the stone path in the distance. It was not until the three figures disappeared at the end of Chenxi Square that Mo Che's plain voice sounded.
"This time champion Chen Meng!" Mo Che's slightly deep voice was carried in the cold wind. When the voice sounded, the audience immediately burst into thunderous applause.
The applause was like thunder, Feng Yunxiao and Situ Fang both looked at Ye Shaohan with complicated expressions. After a long time, Feng Yunxiao sighed softly, and his figure fell lightly towards the stone path in the distance.
He was high-spirited when he came, but his face was full of sadness when he left. At this moment, Fengyunxiao's back looked so lonely, but few people paid attention to it. Everyone's eyes only focused on Ye Shaohan, who was as dazzling as Shaochen.
Boom! Above the void, seven stone statues shot toward the sky like rainbows. In the blink of an eye, the seven stone statues disappeared into the sky.
The stone tables and chairs originally arranged on the jade platform also floated one after another, and finally disappeared from everyone's sight. Only Ye Shaohan and the others were left on the extremely empty jade platform.
Facing the thunderous applause of the crowd, Ye Shaohan always had a slight smile on his face, neither arrogant nor impetuous.
The applause continued, Ye Shaohan tapped his feet on the ground, and his figure quietly landed next to Fatty Xiao under the jade platform. In response, Situ Fang had no choice but to stay on the jade platform, and also walked away.
With both feet on the ground, before Ye Shaohan could stand firm, Fatty Xiao's thick palm suddenly slapped him. Fatty Xiao said with surprise on his face: "Chenmeng, I knew you could do it!"
Ran Qian and Ran Rou, who were standing aside, also walked towards this side. Before they arrived, the young girl's unique chuckle came out: "Congratulations, Mr. Chen!"
Ye Shaohan still responded with his usual smile, and then walked towards the remote corner, sat down casually, his figure vaguely appeared above the ground, his eyes were closed, Ye Shaohan entered self-study again, in this regard
, Fatty Xiao shrugged helplessly at Ran Qian and Ran Rou, and explained: "Haha, since I met him, he has been practicing almost all by himself, as if self-cultivation has become the instinct of his body!"
After finishing speaking, Fatty Xiao also walked towards the corner where Ye Shaohan was. He was afraid of disturbing Ye Shaohan. Fatty Xiao didn't go too close and found a place at random.
A cold feeling came from his buttocks. Fatty Xiao frowned slightly, and immediately closed his eyes tightly and entered into self-study. The applause around him seemed to disappear.
Regarding this, Ran Qian couldn't help but have a look of understanding on her face. Perhaps it was because of such hard work that she was able to achieve her current results. With a slight sigh, Ran Qian looked at Ye Shaohan with slightly blurred eyes, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes.
With a look of heartache, the world only knows that he is as dazzling as Shaochen now, but how many people know that his cultivation was obtained through countless sleepless nights.
On the observation deck, Chen Qiaoyan and Huang Yinyin looked at the direction of Ran Qian and the others with complicated eyes, with a hint of unspeakable jealousy in their eyes.
As always, when the thunderous applause fell, Leng Xuan's beautiful figure emerged from the jade platform again. At this moment, Leng Xuan had obviously changed into an evening dress.
The black evening dress fully reflects Leng Xuan's figure, and her every move reveals Leng Xuan's charm.
Strolling over, Leng Xuan looked around, with a smile on her lips, and said in a deep voice: "I won the martial arts championship, and now I have won the literary championship again! Tonight, Chen Meng will use his
His strength and talent have shown us the true meaning of genius. Haha, back to the subject, now that the literary battle is over, the next step is the battle of weapons and medicine!"
After a pause, Leng Xuan continued: "As a gathering place for geniuses, the Jade Royal Academy naturally has not only martial arts geniuses and literary geniuses, but also geniuses in alchemy and weapon refining! As the saying goes, there are specializations in the arts.
Perhaps some students are not considered geniuses in martial arts, but they are extremely talented in refining medicine or weapons. The Jade Royal Academy always insists on giving everyone a stage to show their talents. Therefore, every year the welcome party specially holds a weapon battle.
As well as the medicine fighting, here we would like to give warm applause to the contestants who are about to participate in the medicine fighting and medicine fighting!"
As a warrior, swords, elixirs, martial arts and exercises are indispensable to them. Therefore, the status of alchemists and weapon refiners on the mainland is also quite high.
Therefore, after Leng Xuan applauded, the audience immediately burst into warm applause. If they could make friends with a talented alchemist or weapon refiner, it would be extremely beneficial to their future development.
Since ancient times, alchemists and weapon refiners have been the targets of influence, and these alchemists and weapon refiners who came out of the Jade Royal Academy are even more popular. There are many children from aristocratic families among the onlookers. Therefore, these aristocratic families
At this moment, the disciples are all trying to establish a good relationship with those talented alchemists and weapon refiners, so the applause from everyone is getting louder and louder.
The geniuses of medicine refining or weapon refining who were originally hidden among the contestants were all looking forward to it. The previous martial arts and literary battles were not what they were good at. Therefore, in the previous two competitions,
They seem to be acting as supporting players, and what comes next is the stage to showcase their talents.
A few moments later, the applause stopped. At this moment, Leng Xuan spoke up again: "As the saying goes, there are specialties in the art! Therefore, this time the utensil fighting and medicine fighting do not require all the original contestants to participate!"
Hearing this, the contestants who looked bitter at first breathed a sigh of relief. They were good at practicing martial arts and writing, but they knew nothing about refining medicine or refining weapons.