"Why, to you, a white horse and a horse are the same thing?" Tang Baihu asked.
Looking at Cheng Xinghe, he felt sarcastic in his heart.
This is the strongest argumentative skill of the Gongsun family - "A white horse is not a horse".
You alone have the nerve to argue with me?
"Whether it's a black horse or a white horse, they are all horses. Isn't this known to everyone?"
"Wrong, wrong, absolutely wrong!"
"How can a white horse be a horse?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Dai Jianbai frowned slightly, his heart in his throat.
He knew that Tang Baihu was unreasonable, so he had already proposed that he would be rewarded, but he still never thought that the other party would say such ridiculous things!
Ding Daozhong: Could it be that Xiaohu is under too much pressure and has gone crazy?
Xing Ange: Is this kid going to start messing around again?
Zhu Haoran: Is this Confucian boy a fool?
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"A white horse is not a horse? Hahahaha, Tang Baihu, you don't even know that a white horse is a horse, how can you still argue?!"
"There are many colors of horses in this world, including white, black, brown, red, and gray. Do you agree with this?"
"Natural approval."
"If you have a white horse and someone borrows it to ride for a day, and gives you back a black horse the next day, and I tell you that both are the same, they are both horses anyway, do you agree?"
"Of course not."
"That being the case, on the other hand, if someone says that a horse is equal to a white horse, or a horse is equal to a black horse, doesn't that mean that a white horse is equal to a black horse?"
Cheng Xinghe: "..."
"So, a horse doesn't mean a white horse, right?" Tang Baihu didn't give the opponent much time to react and pursued the victory.
"this……"
"Isn't that what it is? Since a horse is not equal to a white horse, then if I say a white horse is not a horse, is there any problem?"
Everyone: "..."
None of them could have imagined that the absurd statement that the white horse was not a horse was something that everyone knew was wrong, but they didn't know why it seemed right when it came out of Tang Baihu's mouth.
Everything he said seemed to make sense, but as soon as the conclusion came out, everyone couldn't believe it and began to doubt themselves.
"I……"
"you……"
"Absurd! You are not discussing the truth at all, you are just making nonsense!"
Cheng Xinghe jumped up from his seat excitedly, his face flushed.
Looking at the angry look on the other party's face, Tang Baihu sneered: "Huh, I told you, if you don't compare with your cultivation, you have no chance of winning."
"Why, you can't defeat me, so you're starting to get ready to play tricks?"
"Don't say I won't give you a chance. Since you are a sword cultivator and your cultivation level is higher than mine, I will compete with you one more time. This time, I will compete with you physically."
"puff!"
As soon as these words came out, Ding Daozhong couldn't hold back and spit out all the tea in his mouth.
Cheng Xinghe was shocked. Before he could speak, Tang Baihu continued: "If you win, you can gain the respect of me and Miss Xiaohan. But if you lose, I will give you the sword in your hand."
How am I?"
Just by looking at it, Tang Baihu could tell that the sword in Cheng Xinghe's hand was unusual. It was definitely a good sword, and its grade might not even be lower than the paperweight in his hand!
After saying that, he put his hand aside, and Wen Xiaohan looked puzzled.
You guys are competing to compare yourselves, why are you dragging me in?
"Compared to the physical body?"
Cheng Xinghe seemed to be furious, but he still managed to retain the last trace of reason.
After all, no one who has reached his position is a simple-minded person.
Just the word "flesh" reminded him of the legends that had been spreading wildly in the outer courtyard in recent days.
Three heads and six arms, two wings on its back, a thunderous electric mouth...
Is it possible that this Tang Baihu is Senior Brother Tang from the outer courtyard, one of the top ten divine bodies in ancient times?
Zhu Haoran and Wen Xiaohan also thought of something immediately, and they looked at each other thoughtfully.
Cheng Xinghe swallowed nervously and asked in surprise: "Are you really...the body of a sage?"
Tang Baihu didn't agree, but he didn't deny it either. It could be regarded as acquiescence.
Seeing this, Cheng Xinghe struggled internally.
But after a few breaths, a firm look appeared in his eyes.
The body of the sage is certainly powerful, but if I sacrifice my top-grade spiritual weapon, how will you respond?
"The rules are pretty good. After all, they are beneficial to you. This is the bet..."
Does winning or losing all depend on your own sword?
Cheng Xinghe looked sarcastic, shook his head and said sarcastically: "Did you really think that I was a fool because I didn't speak?"
Tang Baihu shook his head: "Wrong, even if you speak, I will treat you as a fool."
The air was silent for a second.
"puff!"
Ding Daozhong squirted hot tea again, and the sky was filled with mist.
He immediately put down the tea cup in his hand, not daring to drink any more. The tea that Tang Baihu mixed with it was extremely poisonous!
It didn’t take long and my tongue was almost burning!
Several black lines suddenly appeared on Cheng Xinghe's face, and the veins on his forehead popped out and twitched.
He was breathing heavily and staring at the serious-looking young man, as if he had lost the ability to speak.
"Let's do this." Seeing that he didn't speak, Tang Baihu continued: "If you don't like this competition, I can change it for you again. Since you are a swordsman, let's compete with each other, and the stakes are still the same."
Cheng Xinghe was completely confused. He felt like a monkey being constantly teased by the person in front of him.
"Okay, I'll bet you!"
It looked like an impulsive roar, but in fact he had given it careful consideration.
This kid is really not afraid of death. He actually gave up the advantage of his sage body to compete with a swordsman like him. Does he really think he can crush him in all aspects?
"sit."
Tang Baihu signaled Cheng Xinghe not to be impulsive. After he sat down again, he continued: "The so-called kendo kendo is nothing more than the word 'sword' and the word 'dao'."
"In this way, in order to avoid hurting everyone's harmony, you and I will stand still and just talk about your sword with one mouth. In the end, who owns your spiritual sword depends entirely on it."
"I wonder what you think?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. Even the bosses of both sides had seen this kind of competition for the first time in their lives, and everyone looked a little shocked.
But Cheng Xinghe was different from everyone else, he was immediately happy.
He is the master of this spiritual sword. Although he has just experienced Tang Baihu's exasperating quarrel skills, but if he wants to touch his own sword...
"Hahaha, Tang Baihu, do you really think that you are invincible and can do whatever you say?"
"Okay, since you are so confident, I, Cheng Xinghe, will take over this competition!"
"Feel free to come here! Today, I want to see how capable you are, and how dare you dare to talk about using my spiritual sword!"
After saying this, he just pressed his spirit sword, but before he could hold it back, the spirit sword suddenly trembled violently.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Xinghe's pupils shrank slightly and his brows furrowed.
These strands of black sword energy are dancing out, this is...
"Sword Intent?"
After realizing this, Cheng Xinghe's eyes widened instantly.
Could it be said that Tang Baihu not only had the body of a sage, but also realized the meaning of the sword?
Even if a fellow cultivator like this was placed in the Zhonghe River Valley, he would still be the most famous genius in the sect!
Tang Baihu... actually exists like this?
Cheng Xinghe panicked, he never expected that this would be the result.
It's like someone happened to remember the highest peak in the world, but if you want him to tell you the second highest peak, as long as this person is not idle and panicked, it will be difficult for him to do it.
Cheng Xinghe is not a person who has nothing to do. Even if he happens to know that there is a sage in the academy, he will not take the initiative to find out who this person is.
If his IQ hadn't been online at times, he wouldn't have even discovered that the Tang Baihu in front of him was the senior brother that outsiders called him.
After knowing that the other party was actually a sword cultivator, Cheng Xinghe could only hold his spirit sword tightly.
After all...he hasn't even understood the meaning of the sword yet.
He follows the swordsmanship style, not the artistic conception style.
"You lied to me?" Cheng Xinghe's eyes turned red.
As the master, he actually had to fight tooth and nail to control the spiritual sword and keep it from leaving him. This is simply a great shame for a sword cultivator!
"How could I lie to you?"
Tang Baihu asked inexplicably: "Even if it's a life and death battle, you can't expect your enemy to expose all his trump cards in front of you, right?"
"What's more, we are just talking about swords today!"