Chapter 320: People say that a sword can turn into a dragon, and it is feared that it will stir up a storm.
Ke Changzheng's expression became more and more gloomy. Last year when he went to Suzhou to fight, he lost to Yue Tianyi, which he regarded as a great shame and humiliation in his life.
If he loses to Du Ning again today, it will not only become a shame among his humiliations, but will also bear the infamy of countless Liao people.
"Mr. Ke, are you okay?"
Gu Xing saw that Ke Changzheng's expression was not good-looking, so he hurriedly asked, and felt a little nervous in his heart, realizing that this literary fight might not go as smoothly as he imagined.
"Don't worry, I'm fine!"
Although Ke Changzheng said this, big beads of sweat slid down his face.
"It's okay."
Gu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, regained his confident smile, and looked at Du Ning with great pride.
"Come on, Chief Ke!"
"Come on Mr. Ke!"
Many Ke family members shouted, and then some Liao people also shouted. After all, since the two sides had already started a civil war, no one in the Liao wanted Ke Changzheng to lose.
The Ke family cannot afford to lose that person, and the Liao Kingdom cannot afford to lose that face.
"Du Jun will win!"
"Du Ning will win!"
Scholars from various countries also cheered for Du Ning. In addition to the Yun people, there were also scholars from other countries, one after another, coming like waves.
After hearing this, everyone in the Ke family was very angry. So many people cheered for Du Ning, which shows that in the eyes of scholars from all over the world, most people hope that Du Ning can win.
"If I let Du Ning delay any longer, once my talent and strength completely drop to the Hanlin level, then I really have no hope of winning!"
"It seems that we can no longer fight at a literary level, we must fight in a practical way, otherwise it will be difficult for me to defeat a genius like Du Ning!"
A light flashed in Ke Changzheng's eyes, as if he had made some important decision.
"Du Ning, I originally wanted to show mercy to you, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary. You forced me to do this!"
Ke Changzheng suddenly roared, and all his talent and power exploded, instantly shattering Du Ning's "Great Wind Song".
"Is he finally going to use his special move?" The corners of Du Ning's mouth raised slightly.
"Drink!"
Ke Changzheng shouted loudly, and all his talent and power crazily poured into his ancient talent sword, causing the power of his ancient talent sword to skyrocket at a terrifying speed.
Tian Feipeng saw that Ke Changzheng was serious about it, and immediately said: "Wen Dou's competition is over, you go all out, maybe you want to assassinate Wenjun!"
"I just don't want to lose! Don't worry, I will control myself and won't kill him!" Ke Changzheng laughed ferociously.
"You..." Many Yun people became angry.
"Haha...well done!"
Instead, Du Ning was full of fighting spirit and said loudly: "Since Mr. Ke is going all out, I will no longer hide my clumsiness and fight you with actual combat standards. Don't worry, I will also use my discretion and will not kill you."
Got you!"
"He actually accepted this kind of jump battle!" Tian Feipeng's expression changed.
Fu Yue said calmly: "Perhaps only in this way, Du Ning will use his true power without any scruples. If it is a civil fight based on actual combat standards, Du Ning will have a greater chance of winning, but the price is that it is difficult to reach the point.
If you make a mistake, you will be seriously injured or even killed."
"We believe in Duning!"
"Me too!"
Everyone has full confidence in Du Ning.
When Ke Changzheng saw that Du Ning was willing to accept the challenge, he became ecstatic. Since Du Ning agreed, even if Du Ning was accidentally severely injured, he could have reasons to excuse himself as much as possible.
"These two lunatics!"
Gu Xing's face turned pale with fright. He didn't expect that the hatred between the two people was so deep that they actually entered a state of actual combat. If there was only a winner, the loser would be traumatized at most, but if something happened,
In terms of human life, no matter who is killed, it will definitely alert the Holy Court to investigate, and even cause a sensation in the entire literary world and a lot of trouble that is difficult to deal with.
"Come on, come on, come on, stop them once they decide the winner to avoid any accidents!"
Gu Xing shouted, alerting the many onlookers of the Guoxue Palace, who were all prepared to deal with the unexpected.
"Haha... so happy, so happy!"
Ke Changzheng suddenly laughed wildly. Now he had completely let go of himself. He was confident that after integrating his powerful talent and power with his ancient sword, he would be able to defeat Du Ning very easily.
At this time, the momentum of Ke Changzheng's ancient sword soared into the sky, maximizing the power of his ancient sword.
"Du Ning, you can't take my sword, so be careful!"
Ke Changzheng seemed to be reminding Du Ning, but in fact he was declaring his victory in advance and putting huge pressure on Du Ning.
At the same time, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, as if he saw victory, and the corners of his mouth also raised.
"Then I will show you next!"
Du Ning controlled the imitation sword and integrated it into the Kunlun Ancient Sword, causing the power of the Kunlun Ancient Sword to suddenly increase.
"Hmph! Witherworm's little trick!"
Chief Ke had a look of disdain on his face. He had already understood Du Ning's trick, which was to completely integrate the power of the war poem to enhance the power of the ancient sword.
If the two sides meet head-on, Ke Changzheng has absolute confidence in winning.
"Cut!"
When Ke Changzheng shouted violently, his ancient sword shot out of the air and attacked Du Ning with an extremely powerful momentum and power.
Just when Ke Changzheng was about to hit his strongest blow, Du Ning on the opposite side also laid out new white paper on the eucalyptus table.
"I pondered a new war poem on the way to Liao Kingdom. Let's try it with the help of Mr. Ke today!"
While talking, Du Ning exerted the power of the three realms of calligraphy to the extreme, using cultural treasures to create war poems in an instant.
"Sword Song"
There is a sound in the dark night.
People say that if a sword turns into a dragon, it will stir up a storm.
Otherwise, you will be angry and crazy, and you will be thinking about the expedition.
Take the wine and use the sword: the treasure should be hidden,
Don’t you know that the king will always perform his duties?
There is room in a box, but Hu Weiming is not fair.
In the process of writing war poems by Du Ning, bursts of talent and power leaped out, forming words in the air.
"What a great song, "The Song of the Sword", in which the line "A man's sword turns into a dragon, fearing that the wind will stir up" is so majestic!"
"The last sentence, 'There is room in a box, but Hu Wei is complaining' is Du Ning using a sword to describe himself, complaining about Ke Changzheng's oppression."
"This war poem is so murderous that it makes people shudder!"
Scholars from various countries had different expressions. Some were surprised, some were frightened, and some were filled with resentment.
A burst of pure talent and power burst out from Du Ning's page, turning into a ray of light and blending into the Kunlun Ancient Sword.
The ancient Kunlun sword trembled slightly, and it changed its shape, turning into a silver dragon about ten feet long, with its teeth and claws showing, and its momentum was magnificent.
Scholars from all over the world stared wide-eyed, very surprised.
"The ancient sword transformed into a dragon! It turned out that the ancient sword transformed into a dragon! How could it be possible with just the strength of the Hanlin level?"
"Except for a few academicians, usually only great Confucians can transform the ancient sword into the shape of a dragon to greatly enhance the power of the ancient sword. But I didn't expect that Du Jun could actually turn the ancient sword into a dragon with the help of war poems!"
"This is another new type of war poem. Du Jun has made another great contribution to our human race!"
Gu Xing's expression was extremely ugly. As a bystander, when he saw Du Ning writing "Song of the Sword", he suddenly became extremely nervous, worried that Ke Changzheng might lose to Du Ning in this first battle.
Under the poem.
Being able to transform Hanlin's ancient sword into the form of a real dragon shows the power of this war poem.
Ke Changzheng, who was opposite him, was also horrified when he saw this scene. The moment he saw Du Ning's Kunlun Ancient Sword turning into a silver dragon, he felt a strong aura coming towards his face.
The faces of many Liao people watching turned pale. They could clearly feel that the aura exuded by the silver dragon seemed to have surpassed Ke Changzheng's ancient sword.
"Roar!"
The silver dragon stretched out its claws and patted it gently. With a "bang" sound, Ke Changzheng's ancient sword flew dozens of meters away.
"Impossible!"
Ke Changzheng felt a surge of energy and blood, and his face turned red. It was really difficult for him to accept that his full blow was so easily repelled by Du Ning. This was undoubtedly a great humiliation for him.<
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"How could this happen!"
Gu Xing was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that after Du Ning's Kunlun Ancient Sword transformed into a real dragon, the gap in strength between the two would become so huge.
"If things go badly, Mr. Ke may lose to Du Ning!"
"Hmph! I have long said that he is not allowed to participate in civil wars, but now it's okay. Our Liao Kingdom has once again been embarrassed, and it's a big loss."
"When Du Jun wrote "Song of the Sword", the winner was already decided."
"Ke Changzheng is still a little inferior after all!"
Many people in the Liao people were completely disappointed with Ke Changzheng this time, and they also lost all confidence in the scholars of the Ke family.
After hearing these words, the Ke family scholars were all furious. They would never believe that Ke Changzheng would lose to Du Ning. It would be a greater shame than his defeat at the hands of Yue Tianyi last year. p>
"Nonsense! Ke Changzheng is only temporarily at a disadvantage. He may not lose to Du Ning!"
"As people from the Liao Kingdom, you are so ashamed of yourself for being so ambitious!"
"Ke Changzheng will definitely win, just open your eyes and watch carefully!"
The Ke family scholars shouted harshly one by one.
"No! I haven't lost yet! I can't lose!"
Ke Changzheng gritted his teeth. He could not let himself lose to Du Ning no matter what, so he took up a pen to write a war poem and summoned a wave of swords, guns, swords and halberds to hit the silver dragon.
I saw the silver true dragon open its mouth and spit out a burst of fierce sword energy, directly defeating the swords, guns, swords and halberds summoned by the opponent.
The next moment, Ke Changzheng's ancient sword flashed in front of the silver dragon, charging up to strike.
"Wither bug tricks!"
As Du Ning thought, the silver dragon suddenly swung its tail, struck Ke Changzheng's ancient sword hard, and flew more than ten meters away with a "bang" sound.
"You..."
Ke Changzheng was trembling all over. He looked at Du Ning blankly, and a feeling of overwhelm and inadequacy came over him.