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Chapter 281 Master’s Phantom

"boom!"

The ground shatters!

Andrew's body hit the ground, and the ground instantly shattered, revealing a large dark pit!

Dust filled the air.

For a moment, the whole place was silent!

All the audience and the host were stunned with their mouths open, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

There is only one thought in the brain.

really?

This is the descendant of the God of Power!

His power is completely superior to humans!

Godlike power!

However, this Confucian God of Great Xia, who was wearing a Confucian shirt before and looked elegant, after the Confucian shirt was broken, his whole body directly evolved into a lion, and he actually suppressed this guy to fight?

Is that terrifying power even more powerful than this divine descendant?

This... what kind of scholar is this?

The faces of the gods were even more ugly, and Brenda clenched her fists and stared at the deep pit.

"Stand up!"

"You are a god!"

And just in silence.

Mo Zhi hit the ground straight from the air, then clenched his fists and walked towards the deep pit with a kind smile.

Andrew is worthy of being a god, and his physical strength far exceeds that of humans.

If an ordinary person were to be ravaged like this, they would probably become meat paste.

But Andrew still climbed out of the pit unsteadily.

Although under the violent shaking, his brain seemed to turn into mush, and he completely lost the ability to think. His muscles were also limp, and he was repeatedly thrown into a sack.

The bones all over the body were in excruciating pain, almost unable to support themselves.

However, he still tried to support his body with his hands and staggered out of the pit.

A body of divine power surges out!

Andrew's body became taller and taller. He slowly stood up straight, raised his head, looked at the Great Xia Confucian God who shrouded him in shadow, gritted his teeth and said: "I am a descendant of the gods..."

"boom!"

With one kick, he went straight to Mo Zhi's door!

The terrifying strong wind directly caused Mo Zhi's long hair to roll back!

but.

"boom!"

The thick and powerful hands instantly grasped the soles of the feet that were only five inches away from the head and almost invisible to the naked eye!

Extreme movement instantly turned into extreme stillness!

"ah!!"

Andrew roared and tried hard, and the muscles in his thighs continued to swell, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the human in front of him even half!

This is.

Crushing power!

Mo's unknown palm slowly pressed down, and Andrew's thick right leg was pressed down inch by inch!

Those lion-like eyes, extremely deep, stared at Andrew.

"Goddess?"

"The Master said, there is no distinction between teachings."

"When I teach you how to be a human being, it doesn't matter who you are."

"boom!"

Little did he know that the other hand was swinging the scroll horizontally, and the scroll seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pieces, flying through the air!

Hit Andrew's other arm hard.

"Crack!"

With the sound of bones breaking, Andrew was knocked out a hundred meters again! It was like a golf ball being knocked out by a stick!

That terrifying power...

Andrew fell heavily to the ground and looked at the approaching figure in disbelief, as well as the book that figure was holding tightly.

Scrolls also have such powerful power?

"This is the power of knowledge." Mo Zhishen's voice shook the mountains and rivers: "After all, if you read thousands of volumes, you will write like a god."

"If you read a lot, you can break ten thousand books, and hit people with a pen, which is like having divine power."

"Don't you realize now that you will regret less when you use the book?"

Mo Zhi held the scroll tightly and walked in front of Andrew. A huge shadow enveloped Andrew. The "Benevolence" back blocked the sunlight, and the word "Confucianism" behind him seemed to suppress everything!

"Are you willing to accept me as your teacher?" Mo Zhi lowered his head and looked at Andrew who was knocked to the ground.

Andrew looked up at the lion-like man and wanted to nod, but suddenly remembered Brenda's previous warning.

Never kneel down! Let alone become a disciple!

"Are you kidding..." Andrew shook and tried to stand up, trembling: "I'm a god..."

"Rotten wood cannot be carved."

"Why don't you want me to teach you how to read?"

"It seems you still don't know that there is a golden house in the book." Mo Zhi sighed and picked up the book again and threw it at it!

The book has its own golden house.

Hitting someone with a book is like hitting someone with a roomful of gold!

"boom!"

Andrew was directly thrown hundreds of meters away and fell heavily to the ground. His whole body became as angry as a gossamer, and his eyes began to blur.

But before he could raise his head, a huge shadow enveloped him again.

The lion-like Mo Zi slowly lowered his head and looked at Andrew expressionlessly.

"Your strength is very good."

"But do you know why you can't beat me?" Mo Zhi asked in a deep voice.

Andrew said nothing, but his eyes were filled with confusion.

How the hell do I know!

You are obviously just a human, and I am obviously a god... I am so confused too!

Andrew had no idea why the power of the human in front of him was so powerful that even he couldn't match it!

Mo Zi said softly: "Learning without thinking will lead to indifference; thinking without learning will lead to peril."

"Learn my martial arts but don't learn my thoughts, and you will be confused."

"Learn my thoughts but don't learn my martial arts, or you will be beaten to death."

"You have great power, but you don't have the thought to control it. You must know that mechanics is the first priority, and mechanics is based on reading."

Mo Zhi slowly raised the scroll, looked down at Andrew, and said in a deep voice: "I would like to become your teacher, listen to my reasoning, and teach you the basics of mechanics! Let you master the real power!"

"boom!"

Literary spirit swept across.

Behind him, a shadow slowly appeared.

That phantom was an extremely tall and scary man, with gray hair like a lion's beard. His exposed upper body was full of scars and his muscles were ferocious. The towering muscles on his back were piled up to form the character "Confucianism"!

He held the Whisperer in his left hand and the Confucius Pen in his right hand, as if he were carrying extremely heavy double sticks. He wore a cold sword on his waist and a huge bow on his back, looking down at Andrew!

Although it is just a shadow.

But the terrifying aura emanating caused the air to twist and collapse, and I didn't dare to face that coercion directly!

Even the world seems to have become shorter at this moment!

The most holy human race!

Confucius!

The existence that once led three thousand subordinates to defeat invincible opponents in all countries and opened city gates with his bare hands!

His existence brought about a strange peace in an era where countries were juxtaposed.

No country dares to launch a large-scale war in front of him!

He once asked the lords of the countries who held military power to sit in front of him and listen to his reasoning.

He once made the big bastard worship him as his teacher in a well-behaved manner!

The gang he established...ah, it's a school of thought, spread all over the world, and has been spread for more than five thousand years. His statue is worshiped by countless people!

His thoughts made Daxia become peace-loving, and countless emperors regarded him as a model.

That's the human mind.

Thoughts that guide the use of power!


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