Chapter 191: A Decision of Both Superiority and Life and Death
Ji Chen's mind was so sharp, and there was murderous intent in his eyes. He was not bound by rules. The other party's repeated verbal provocations had already made him very unhappy.
They were the ones who provoked the incident first, challenged him, and refused to admit defeat after losing. The fight turned from a literary fight to a physical fight, and they also used verbal provocations to anger him, trying to use rules to restrain him.
You can only win, but you can't lose. How can there be such a reason in the world? I really think I have a good temper.
Ji Chen stood up and walked to the middle of the yard.
"The sword has always been broken in the straight, not taken in the curve. Your method is inferior. Today's fight is not only to determine the superiority, but also to decide life and death. If you have the guts, go ahead, if you don't, get out!"
"Arrogant!"
Ji Chen's attitude made Fang Jingyu furious. He just wanted to get up, but was stopped by a Confucian scholar.
"Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken."
The Confucian scholar stood up, picked up the long sword on the table, came to the center of the yard, and stood opposite Ji Chen.
"Let me see your swordsmanship that only bends in the straight and never takes the curve."
"Good!" A group of Confucian scholars and students from Luocheng Academy applauded and cheered loudly!
The Confucian scholar gently pressed his hand to signal silence, and then drew out a long sword and performed a sword ceremony to Ji Chen: "Lu Haitian from Luocheng Academy, please teach Brother Beigui, so that Brother Beigui can see the swordsmanship of Luocheng Academy."
He stabbed straight with a sword, and a splendid sword energy shot out towards Ji Chen.
Ji Chen stretched out his hand, and pointed his finger like a sword. With one finger, the sword intent that was condensed to the extreme burst out, facing the splendid sword energy, smashing the splendid sword energy all the way, and piercing Lu Haitian's eyebrows.
Lu Haitian's body trembled, as if he was bitten by lightning, his eyes were terrified, his body fell straight down, and his eyes were scattered.
Soon, blood flowed from all seven orifices.
His Wen Palace and soul were shattered by Ji Chen's sword intent.
In an instant, the courtyard was quiet, and everyone looked at each other.
Is it over?
Ji Chen didn't even draw his sword, and the fight was over?
This is too fast!
The Confucian scholars of Luocheng Academy hurried forward, supported Lu Haitian, and checked his injuries!
"Brother Haitian! Brother Haitian!"
"Dead!"
The Confucian scholar looked very ugly!
Everyone in Luocheng Academy was angry.
The atmosphere in the courtyard solidified again. No one expected that the original small conflict would evolve from a literary fight to a physical fight, and now it has become a battle of life and death.
The sound of conversation in the courtyard was buzzing. Some people thought that Ji Chen should not kill people, which violated the rules of sword fighting. Sword fighting is sword fighting, and it should not be fatal. Some people think that Ji Chen is too arrogant and does not know the height of the world. Some people think that young people should be like this. Since it is agreed that both the superiority and the life and death will be decided, then stand to live and lie to die.
Most Confucian scholars think that Ji Chen is too cruel and a little unreliable to scholars.
Scholars have always fought swords to a certain extent, but it became a life-and-death battle for Ji Chen.
In short, Lu Haitian's death was like a drop of ink dropped into clear water, spreading rapidly.
Only Xia Ziran knew that Ji Chen had restrained himself a lot. He and Ji Chen had handled the Qinghe County incident together, and knew Ji Chen's character well. According to his character, Xu Chengwei should have drawn his sword and chopped him down at that time, and there would be so many things later.
The scholars of Luocheng Academy looked at Ji Chen angrily.
"Ji Beigui is extremely cruel and vicious. He is a scholar. I dare to ask the two nobles to do justice."
A student of Luocheng Academy spoke up and asked Zhao Qingcheng and Xia Liyun to do justice.
Zhao Qingcheng said, "Before the sword fight, it was said that it would determine the superiority and the inferiority, and it would also determine life and death. Since you have stood up, you must have the determination to give up life and death."
She also couldn't stand the people of Luocheng Academy. They wanted to break the rules, but they still used the rules to restrain others. Now that the person is dead, they want her to come forward and punish Ji Chen.
In the end, everything is centered on self-centeredness. They can only win, not lose.
At this point, the matter has evolved into a feud between Ji Chen and Luocheng Academy. All the students did not intervene and just sat there to watch the show.
In the center of the field, Ji Chen stood with his hands behind his back.
"Next!"
His attitude and words made all the Confucian scholars of Luocheng Academy angry, especially since Ji Chen had not shown his sword until now. This made everyone in Luocheng Academy feel that they were underestimated, and a sense of grievance enveloped everyone.
"You are too arrogant, I will fight you."
A Confucian scholar stood up, came to the center of the field, and performed the sword ceremony, "Wu Guangli of Luocheng Academy, please teach me!"
"Kill him!"
A Confucian scholar from Luocheng Academy roared with a ferocious face. At this point, they no longer concealed it and just wanted to kill Ji Chen.
As soon as the words fell, the Confucian scholar moved, like a flash of lightning approaching, the sound of the sword clanged, a silver light responded, and turned into a sword shadow that chopped down.
Ji Chen just raised his hand, pointed, and pointed.
A touch of righteousness turned into a sword light, flashed, and penetrated the body of the scholar.
The sword shadow that the scholar chopped down turned into a bubble and dissipated as soon as it reached Ji Chen.
The body of the scholar fell to the ground.
"Next!"
Ji Chen's voice sounded again.
The faces of everyone in Luocheng Academy changed, very ugly, clenched their fists, had swords in their hands, but did not dare to draw them.
The death of two Confucian scholars in succession made them suddenly realize that Ji Chen's strength was far superior to theirs.
Fang Jingyu was suffocating. It was originally a challenge he issued to Ji Chen, but at this moment he did not dare to draw his sword or stand up.
He was scared. Ji Chen was so cruel that he killed his two companions with his finger without even drawing his sword. If he drew his sword, he would also die.
The courtyard was silent. Not only did the people in Luocheng Academy not dare to draw their swords, but even the other Confucian scholars did not dare to stand up and draw their swords.
No one came out to fight for a long time, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant. Ji Chen smiled and said to Xia Liyun and Zhao Qingcheng: "It seems that I am not very suitable for this kind of party. It is difficult for me to make everyone happy here. I will not disturb your elegance. I will not participate in the next topic prediction activity."
Ji Chen turned around and walked outside. When he passed by Xia Ziran, he said: "Let's go, Brother Wen Zhong, go to my place, I will treat you to barbecue."
In the whole courtyard, the only person that Ji Chen can regard as a friend is Xia Ziran.
Xia Liyun is half a friend.
Xia Ziran stood up and clasped his fists to everyone, "I will leave first, you can enjoy it slowly."
He caught up with Ji Chen and walked side by side.
He was very happy. Not only did he win a lot of spirit stones and silver today, but he also severely suppressed the arrogance of Luocheng Academy.
The people of Luocheng Academy came to Liangzhou Mansion half for the war and half for the exchange at Liangzhou Academy.
This so-called exchange is actually a challenge, and it is also a competition between academies.
Although Ji Chen walked out of the yard, mocking laughter came in.
"Luocheng! Academy! Confucian scholars! Hahahaha!"
The students of Luocheng Academy were angry and crazy, but no one dared to say anything.
Fang Jingyu stood up and said, "We have seen the hospitality of Liangzhou Mansion. Goodbye, I will not come again in the future."
He had no face to stay any longer, so he turned around and walked outside. The Confucian scholars of Luocheng Academy also stood up and left.
The party ended here, and it ended without even starting the last topic prediction activity.
Zhao Qingcheng and Xia Liyun were a little helpless, but they could do nothing about it.
Fortunately, today's gathering was very fruitful. We witnessed the birth of two eternal poems, witnessed the phenomena of heaven and earth triggered by the poems, and witnessed the horror of the literary sage.
Zhao Qingcheng said: "Now I know why you like Ji Chen. He is indeed very outstanding."
Xia Liyun said: "How can the person Mr. Fang likes be bad!"