Ye Jinghong looked at Ke Changzhi and said slowly: "Do you think you will be my opponent?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ke Changzhi suddenly became angry.
The Ke family couldn't help but curse loudly. From Ye Jinghong's words, it seemed as if he thought Ke Changzhi was no match for him in literary battles.
This made the Ke family feel very unconvinced.
"Haha, who is Ye Jinghong? How dare he be compared with his uncle?"
Ke Hongxiu had a look of contempt on his face. He felt that Ye Jinghong's words were ridiculous, and he believed that Ye Jinghong was not qualified to compete with Ke Changzhi.
This sentence was not loud, but it was heard clearly by many scholars present.
"Discourteous!"
"Presumptuous!"
Some Yun people scolded Ke Hongxiu.
Du Ning said slowly: "I understand, you think Mr. Ye is not worthy to be compared with Ke Daru, that's why Ke Daru launched a literary fight with Mr. Ye, just as Mr. Ke Changzheng looked down on General Yue, that's why he and Yue Da
General Wen Dou, why do you people from the Half-Saint family like to fight with people you despise? Do you like to bully people you look down on and think that the other person is weaker than you? If we, the Half-Saint from the Yun Kingdom, were here, how dare you
Are you going to fart here? A group of people who bully the weak and fear the strong. In contrast, the unqualified person is not Mr. Ye, but you."
"Well said! You, the Liao Kingdom's Half-Saint Family, can only bully the weak and fear the strong. Look at your potential!"
"Master Du is so right. It's not that Mr. Ye is not qualified, but that you, the great scholar of the Ke family, are not qualified."
"The scolding was really enjoyable! It hit the nail on the head!"
The people of Yun State clapped their hands and applauded. What Du Ning said was so insightful that he scolded these Ke family members thoroughly.
"What are you talking about! Who do you think bullies the weak and fears the strong?"
"Presumptuous! Presumptuous! Presumptuous!"
"You actually slandered our Semi-Saint family like this! How brave you are!"
"Du Ning! You are so arrogant! You are simply a crazy student!"
The Ke family was so angry that they clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.
Even Ke Changzhi's face showed some murderous intent.
In front of him, scolding the Ke family for being bullying and timid is simply the biggest insult to the Ke family.
However, they were unable to refute Du Ning's words.
Because they are members of a semi-saint family, they have the arrogance of belonging to a semi-saint family, so they naturally look down on ordinary scholars.
Even Ye Jinghong is looked down upon by the Ke family, because they think Ye Jinghong is not Ke Changzhi's opponent, so why do they still think highly of Ye Jinghong?
But what the Ke family didn't expect was that Du Ning would actually comment on their Ke family like this.
This is slander, the biggest slander against the Liao Kingdom’s semi-saint family!
"I can feel that you are very angry and unconvinced now. If I said something wrong, you can just laugh it off. Being so incompetent and angry means that what I said is right and it touches your heart. I'm sorry, I said
Because of the pitiful inferiority deep in your hearts, I punished myself with a bowl of wine and drank it."
Du Ning smiled and drank a bowl of wine.
Everyone in the Ke family glared at Du Ning, but they couldn't even utter a retort.
"What a pair of iron teeth and copper teeth, you actually spoke so badly of our Semi-Saint family!" Ke Hongxiu scolded.
"You are indeed unbearable."
Du Ning showed an expression of "I don't want to expose it".
"It seems that if I don't teach you Yun people a lesson, you won't know how to respect the Semi-Saint family."
Ke Changzhi looked at Ye Jinghong and said slowly: "Mr. Ye, I didn't have time to participate in your literary struggle in the capital of the Liao Kingdom, so there has always been a saying in the literary world that you were not victorious. I now officially challenge you to a literary struggle."
This challenge gives you the opportunity to prove your innocence, do you dare to accept it?"
"At that time, I was fighting in the capital of the Liao Kingdom. You should have stepped forward instead of hiding at home and keeping silent. Now you think you are better than me in the literary fight, so you dare to come to Suzhou to look for me in the literary fight, so as to wash away the mistakes I made in those days.
Wen Dou defeated the Liao Kingdom, am I right?" Ye Jinghong said calmly.
The Ke family members all changed their colors.
"That's nonsense! Mr. Ye, don't insult me!"
"Do you dare to swear to Wen Dan?"
Ye Jinghong smiled calmly.
"I..."
Ke Changzhi instantly misfired.
"You don't even dare to use your literary courage to swear an oath, so you are not qualified to fight with my literary skills." Ye Jinghong said.
The Ke family was so angry that they vomited blood, what a shame! This is such a shame!
"Mr. Ke, let's stop here! This will also be good for you. Your Ke family is already embarrassing enough, so don't throw the face of your ancestors into it too." Ye Jinghong sighed.
"Arrogant! Simply arrogant! I have seen arrogant people growing up, but I have never seen anyone so arrogant!"
"Mr. Ye is no longer a young man, and what he says is still outrageous!"
"What a Ye Jinghong! You'd better not talk too much. Once you fail in your literary struggle, you will become a shame to Suzhou!"
The Ke family members shouted angrily. They had already tolerated it for the sake of their image as scholars from a semi-saint family, but now, they simply couldn't bear it.
They really can't stand the humiliation that the Yun people have given them over and over again!
"Mr. Ye, no matter what happens today, I will fight with you."
Ke Changzhi said: "I want to see if, as the president of Suzhou Academy of Literature, you have the right to look down on me, Ke Changzhi."
After finishing his words, Ke Changzhi threw the Wen Dou book to Ye Jinghong, "Please sign!"
"Do you really want to fight me?"
Ye Jinghong glanced at the contents of Wen Dou's book and shook his head with a half-smile.
"Today, I must find a place for the Ke family." Ke Changzhi said firmly.
"Okay! Since Mr. Ke doesn't listen to the advice and insists on going his own way, then I will help you!"
Ye Jinghong signed the Wen Dou book.
"Okay! So happy! This will not disgrace the name of the president of Suzhou Academy of Literature!" Ke Changzhi laughed.
"Please!"
Green clouds rose from Ye Jinghong's feet and slowly flew into the air.
"You lose!"
Ke Changzhi's eyes revealed a bit of disdain, and he stepped onto the blue clouds and started to fly.
The two great scholars faced each other in the air.
"Today's battle between a great scholar from the Yun Kingdom and a great scholar from the Liao Kingdom will definitely go down in history!"
"This is not just a battle of literary names, but also a battle of literary names. Those who win will become famous, and those who lose will be ruined."
"I didn't expect that today's celebration banquet would be so lively. It's really an eye-opener!"
The people of Yun Kingdom felt even more nervous. It was certainly worthwhile to win, but if Ye Jinghong lost, he would be overturned by the Ke family.
Similarly, if Ke Changzhi loses, the Ke family will be disgraced.
It is precisely because of this that everyone feels particularly nervous.
"Mr. Ye will win! Yun Guo will win!"
"Come on, Mr. Ye! Let these Liao people know how powerful you are!"
"You can definitely win!"
The people of Yun State started shouting, one after another, very fiercely.
"Hmph! Ridiculous!"
Ke Hongxiu said with disdain: "You clowns, even if you scream your throat out, there is no way Ye Jinghong can win!"
Du Ning said: "If Mr. Ke wins, it will prove that your Semi-Saint family bullies the weak and fears the strong. So, do you have anything to be proud of?"
"Du Ning, stop talking nonsense!" Ke Hongxiu said angrily.
"Then let's wait and see what happens next!"
After Du Ning finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the sky.
"Okay! Let's wait and see!"
A look of resentment flashed in Ke Hongxiu's eyes, and he clenched his fists, thinking to himself: "My uncle will not lose, he will definitely be able to defeat Ye Jinghong, he will definitely win!"
Ye Jinghong and Ke Changzhi stood on their respective success stories and started a literary fight.
Ke Changzhi said: "Mr. Ye, a literary battle does not determine life or death, but it determines the superiority and inferiority. How about we each use a sword to determine the outcome?"
"Okay, as you wish." Ye Jinghong nodded lightly.
Ke Changzhi took a deep breath and secretly rejoiced.
He thought he was better than Ye Jinghong in Confucianism and Taoism, so he proposed the idea of deciding the outcome with one strike. When he used the first sword, he used the most powerful force to knock down Ye Jinghong.
And with Ke Changzhi's breath, everyone's emotions were moved by him.
Some people's faces were cold, and some people were sweating coldly on their backs.
I saw Ke Changzhi open his mouth, and a bright silver light shot out of the sky, like a shadow or lightning.
At the same time, Ke Changzhi's face revealed a somewhat confident look.
"Ye Jinghong, you lose!"
When Ke Changzhi finished saying this, he deliberately put his hands behind his back, making an unfathomable look.
The expression on his face is as if he has seen his victory.
"You are so different."
Ye Jinghong narrowed his eyes, and the Wen Gong ancient sword turned into a golden light, spitting out from his mouth, and a sword cry sounded like a dragon's roar.
This sword sound is very crisp, but it also has a heavy feeling, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, with an unstoppable momentum.
"Warning!"
The two sword lights clashed head-on, and the golden light was seen passing by, while the silver light flew more than ten feet away in an instant.
Ke Changzhi's eyes shrank slightly, and a look of shock appeared on his face.
"Hugh!"
The golden light disappeared on the spot, and flew back to Ye Jinghong's side the next moment, turning into talent and entering the Wen Palace.
Ye Jinghong held up his hands to Ke Changzhi and rode on the blue clouds slowly falling down.
Everyone looked puzzled. It was clear that Ye Jinghong had the upper hand in the sword strike just now. Why did Ye Jinghong suddenly give up the literary fight?
Ke Hongxiu laughed wildly: "Haha... Mr. Ye gave up! We won!"
"Du Ning! Did you see that you lost?"
"The Ke family will win! The Liao Kingdom will win!"
The Ke family roared with joy, and Ye Jinghong admitted defeat. The winner was naturally Ke Changzhi.
Ke Changzhi also didn't know why. When he saw Ye Jinghong actually admitting defeat, he couldn't help but look angry, "Mr. Ye, what do you mean by this? Are you deliberately giving in? Who are you looking down on!"
Ye Jinghong pointed to his neck, then to Ke Changzhi, and smiled slightly.
Ke Changzhi's expression changed, and he touched his neck, and found a little blood, and his face instantly looked horrified.