Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

Chapter 425 You Know Nothing About the Power of the Sky Eye

"Da Qi Zhang Wei admits defeat."

"Zhang Youzhi of Daqi admits defeat."

"Da Qi Li Yunjian admits defeat."

……

The competition continued, and the geniuses from the Qin and Song dynasties took turns challenging the geniuses from the Qi dynasty. Whenever they clashed, they would use heavy blows.

Ji Ren frowned, causing the Da Qi masters to admit defeat repeatedly.

Seeing this scene, all the geniuses of the Great Qi felt aggrieved, while the geniuses of Qin, Song, and Ming all showed smug expressions.

Especially after seeing that even an unknown scholar from the Song Dynasty had admitted defeat, he felt even more contemptuous.

I was really scared.

It would be fine to bow down to the Qin Dynasty, as the geniuses of the Qin Dynasty are generally much stronger than those of the Qi Dynasty. But it would be ridiculous to hide from the Song Dynasty as well.

If someone hits you, can't you hit back?
Only Master Zhu on the stage frowned slightly. The scholar who looked ordinary just now was actually someone he had deliberately hidden. His cultivation had already reached the peak of the Sun, and he was only one step away from becoming a Marquis. He had been hiding because he wanted to make a big splash and at the same time prevent Da Qi from figuring out the details of his Great Song. In this way, those who saw him from the Great Song would give up the fight, which would also improve the performance of the Great Song.

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As a result, the other party admitted defeat before they even started fighting.

It feels a bit like punching the air.

Moreover, Ji Ren admitted defeat too quickly, which was really unreasonable.

Although Master Zhu was not very familiar with Ji Ren, anyone who dared to ride a horse into the city of Bianjing must be an extremely daring person.

However, Master Zhu could not think of any reason at the moment. He could only assume that the geniuses of Da Qi were of average strength and were being targeted by Qin and Song, so he could only protect himself.

"Zhen Ya of the Great Qi versus Zhang Cheng of the Great Song."

Just then, another voice sounded.

When everyone looked over, they saw the scholar who had easily defeated Wen Huan earlier walk out. He was tall and slender, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He had an elegant temperament and there seemed to be a surge of great energy flowing around him.
Seeing this man, the Da Qi side immediately gritted their teeth.

"Mr. Hengqu's Dharma image when he was condensed was already at the peak of the Sun, and he was only half a step away from becoming a Marquis of the Earth. His strength is unfathomable. Ya'er, why don't you also admit defeat? It's more important to save yourself."

Hua Jimin, the great doctor of Qi who was in charge of the health of all the contestants, looked at the other party, frowned slightly, and said to Zhen Ya.

Mr. Zhang Zai from Hengqu.

One of the founders of Neo-Confucianism, he founded Guanxue and was later respectfully called Zhangzi.

"Master, he is the one who needs to protect himself." Zhen Ya said.

In a fight on the field, weapons can be used.

With the jade pipa in hand, she was not afraid even when facing the Lord of the Earth.

"Hold your breath and don't beat him to death. If you do that, you will lose too." Ji Ren said.

"Don't worry, in case you forgot, I can also save people." Zhen Ya smiled sweetly, stood up and walked towards the ring.

She must win.

After all, among Ji Ren's women, she is the only one who is a general.

Not to mention Qiao Qingyu and Qiao Qingyin, even Guan Yan has become a marquis.

She is still at the peak of her powers.

Although it is not bad, the difference is obvious when compared.

Qiao Qingyu and three others were directly admitted. If she didn't even make it to the second round, wouldn't that be extremely embarrassing?

At that moment, Zhen Ya walked onto the stage holding a jade pipa. She was graceful and elegant with a beautiful figure and slender back, like a fairy in the wind.

The geniuses from the six countries who came to participate were young, and they couldn't help but feel their hearts beating when they saw this scene. They hoped that Zhen Ya would win, even the contestant from the Song Dynasty was no exception.

Even Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be surprised by Zhen Ya's beauty and said, "Miss Zhen, you are no match for me. Just admit defeat. I don't want to hurt you."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Ya plucked the strings of the zither with her slender jade fingers. Suddenly, the sound of the zither became murderous, and the spiritual energy in the void trembled, turning into an infinite sharp blade that covered Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng was horrified and quickly took out his own spiritual weapon, a long sword, with sword energy rippling, but under Zhen Ya's sound waves, he still suffered a great loss, the sleeves of both hands were completely destroyed, and there were several bloodstains on his handsome face. "If you want to hurt me, you have to have this ability." Zhen Ya said lightly.

"Okay. I thought you were a woman with incomplete limbs, so it would not be glorious to defeat you. Since you don't know what's good for you, I won't tolerate you." Zhang Cheng's face darkened, and sword energy surged in his hand. As soon as he finished speaking, countless sword energies surged and covered the sky.

"It's not glorious to win against me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Ya's pretty face turned pale, and her slender fingers plucked the strings of the zither quickly. The sound of the zither spread out, and the spiritual energy roared, and in an instant, it tore apart countless sword energies.

Zhang Cheng was shocked when he saw this. His face immediately became solemn. The spiritual energy in his body surged wildly. A vast and broad aura rose from his chest. A vague shadow of a Confucian scholar emerged behind him and said loudly: "We Confucian scholars should establish our hearts for the world, our lives for the people, inherit the lost knowledge of the sages, and bring peace to the world for all eternity!"

When Hengqu's four sentences were spoken, Zhang Cheng's aura surged. The literary energy that had lingered in the Confucian Temple of the Song Dynasty for many years continued to flow into his body. In an instant, he broke through the limit and briefly entered the realm of the Earth Marquis.

The spiritual energy in the sky surged wildly, turning into a terrifying whirlpool. Zhang Cheng was under the whirlpool, feeling like an ancient sage.

Hua Jimin's face tightened and he looked worried when he saw this. Zhang Cheng's methods were extraordinary, and the Four Sentences of Hengqu were a unique Confucian skill. Zhen Ya could not handle it with her level of cultivation.

The others looked the same, looking at Zhen Ya with some regret, it was a pity to lose such a beauty.

These people in the Song Dynasty are also shameless. They deliberately set the place in the temple so that these Confucian students can have a certain improvement.

But facing this terrifying pressure, Zhen Ya not only did not panic at all, but showed a little coldness. Her slender fingers plucked the strings of the piano, and a terrifying force shook the four-color spiritual power of earth, water, fire and wind rioted, forming a terrifying blade, which instantly tore through Zhang Cheng's body. The storm swept through Zhang Cheng. Zhang Cheng was horrified and realized that Zhen Ya was stronger than him. He wanted to admit defeat immediately, but before he could say it, the spiritual power of the strings around him plucked him, making him unable to speak.

The jade pipa was played with overwhelming force, and countless sound blades slashed across Zhang Cheng's body, like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives. Zhang Cheng's clothes were torn, and his body was covered with wounds. In a moment, he became a bloody man.

When Master Zhu on the high platform saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed and his spiritual power surged subconsciously. Zhang Cheng was a disciple that he was very optimistic about.

"Why are you in such a hurry to show off your knowledge? You are not dead yet. Fists and kicks have no eyes. It is inevitable." The old immortal Nanhua said quietly on the side.

Master Zhu's face turned dark and he glared at him, while Immortal Nanhua was smiling.

Come on, if you want to play, then let’s see who can’t afford it.

"Zheng~"

Another sound of the piano rang out, and Zhang Cheng finally couldn't bear it anymore. He flew backwards covered in blood, fell to the ground, and fell unconscious.

And as the culprit of all this, Zhen Ya held a pipa in her hands, without a drop of blood on her body, looking holy and ethereal, like a fairy descending to earth.

Just cooperating with Zhang Cheng who was covered in blood under the ring, a group of people swallowed their saliva and no longer had the same amazement as before.

This is not a fairy, but a Shura.

"The referee has announced the result, and keep going." Ji Ren urged from the audience.

The referee from Song State then announced Zhen Ya as the winner.

Then, there was the battle between Da Qi and Da Song.

But this time, Ji Ren did not admit defeat.

The contestant from Da Qi went up, won with a hundred moves, and broke both of his legs.

Master Zhu's face darkened.

Afterwards, another contestant competed.

Whether it was Qin or Song, Ji Ren did not admit defeat, but directly crushed them to victory.

Bai Wuzhong and Master Zhu were surprised. Could it be that this kid could tell the strengths and weaknesses of these people and then decide whether to go on the field?

But this doesn't make sense. They are all in the Sun Realm, and their auras are almost the same. If they don't take action to reveal their aura, even if they are extraordinary, there is no way to see through them at a glance.

After all, realm sensing itself is just a rough estimate, so it is normal to have one or two small realm fluctuations occasionally.

Could it be possible that Ji Ren could see through it at a glance?
According to their plan, they would use the strong men from Qin and Song to suppress Da Qi, and then even when facing some weak ones, Da Qi would not dare to send anyone.

But now, they don’t dare to keep fighting like this.

As Emperor Wu watched this scene, his eyes became more and more filled with admiration. It was truly outstanding. It was a pity that they were not from his Han Dynasty. Those incompetent emperors of the Great Qi Dynasty were really lucky.

Only Laozi's expression was indifferent, without the slightest change.

It's just a crude use of the Heavenly Eye, to see through the opponent's spiritual power and then judge his realm.

But he is unable to distinguish specific spiritual skills and can only see the energy of a moment. He can neither see the past nor the future, so he cannot be considered superior.

(End of this chapter)