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Chapter 385
Wen Guang competed with blood, evenly matched.

No one can take advantage of it.

The messenger of the gods practiced the power of incense and fire, and no one would help him. On the Baizhang Qingfeng, only Yang Chen hadn't made a move yet, and everyone looked at him in unison.

Whether it is the scholars who are better, or the celestial warriors who dominate, it all falls on Yang Chen alone.

If Yang Chen helped the scholars, with a flash of talent, he would certainly be able to defeat the experts of Xianwu and beat them to pieces. You can only shrink aside, but you can't use it.

Everyone knows that Yang Chen has always appeared as a scholar, and he is also a direct descendant of a scholarly family. Every time a shocking work is published, the name moves Weicheng and spreads everywhere.

Many people regarded Yang Chen as a scholar.

But everyone also knew that Yang Chen practiced martial arts, and his skills were extremely deep. When he killed the Lin family and the Fengshen Li family, he took the lead and killed many martial arts experts.

Naturally, in the eyes of many martial arts experts, Yang Chen is a great master of martial arts, especially, I heard people say that Yang Chen knows one palm technique, which is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. .

"Now there is only the talent who invites the moon. He is a rare genius who invites the moon. His aura is like a long river and the sea, surging and surging. As long as he makes a move, the scholars like me will immediately gain the upper hand." Many The scholar stared at Yang Chen, his heart was full of joy, as if he saw the scene of the utter defeat of the immortal warrior.

"Every country in the world is respected by scholars. Scholars cultivate themselves, govern their families, rule the world, govern the world and bless the people, and have immeasurable merits. How can it be compared to those immortals who blindly practice in seclusion?" He is arrogant and arrogant.

After all, everything is inferior, only reading is high!
However, those experts in martial arts were a little downcast, and they looked towards Yang Chen, the talent who invited the moon, with some vigor. Yang Chen was not only a scholar, but also a strong person in martial arts. A thought in the morning.

He helps the scholars, and the scholars win. He helps the strong Xianwu, and the strong Xianwu wins.

Yang Chen rubbed his head, and he didn't know what to say. After he reached the Baizhang Qingfeng, he would do things in a low-key way and be a low-key person.

But things have been developing in a direction that I didn't expect.

I hadn't planned to be in the literary competition to make a big splash, but in the end, I had no choice but to write a shocking poem, overwhelming the immortal and martial arts powerhouses, and won the first place in the literary competition, attracting the attention of the audience.

I originally thought that I could continue to keep a low profile.

Unexpectedly, before the martial arts competition even started, a new round of contests between scholars and celestial warriors would begin. Above the Baizhang Qingfeng, auras of talent, aura of blood, and true energy would soar into the sky, transforming into various visions, and compete with each other in the sky. Collision, the weather is myriad.

Even the warriors of the Great Zhou royal family, the elders of the outer sect of Yunxiao Tiangong, Master Chen of Yunqi Academy, and Mr. Lu of Sanwei Academy all had to act decisively, either to protect the dignity of martial arts, or to protect the face of scholars.

The way of civil and martial arts, one is one and the other is relaxation, there is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. All along, they have been competing with each other, and they are not convinced by each other.

Now is the time to invite talented scholars to make a choice.

It's Yang Chen's choice whether the scholar is superior to the strong Xianwu, or the strong Xianwu is better than the scholar.

Since ancient times, scholars have followed the emperor to govern the world, hold great power, stand high above the world, and look down on the world.

Now that he is evenly matched with that martial arts expert, it makes scholars feel ashamed.

Only Yang Chen, the talent who invites the moon, is left.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

I just don't know which family Yang Chen, who has both civil and military skills, will choose to help.

At this time, Yang Chen, who was sitting in his seat, couldn't help but smile bitterly. After making a choice, he saw two divine lights emerge from behind Yang Chen. Wang Yang's aura of talent and aura, there are all kinds of brilliance in it, different visions emerge, there are white snow and cold plum blossoms, there are literary and holy sounds, there are red carbon burning, and the raging fire is a classic work of Yang Chen. Transformed vision.

These visions, combined with the aura of talent of the many scholars, suddenly made the aura of talent on the Baizhang Qingfeng skyrocket, with a turbulent aura that no one can match, with a majestic aura that dominates the world and crushes everything.

The other divine light turned into a sea of ​​blood. The sea of ​​blood boiled with domineering momentum. In the sea of ​​blood, there were two yin and yang fish swimming back and forth, one black and one white, and sometimes the yin and yang merged into one. The Taiji diagram rotates slowly, and sometimes, it turns into a large black and white grinding disc, which slowly grinds against each other.

This sea of ​​blood is connected with the blood energy of the celestial martial artist, confronting the literati's talent and aura.

Yang Chen, who cultivated both civil and martial arts, went hand in hand, directly released his literary aura and martial arts blood, and at the same time flocked to both sides of scholars and celestial warriors.

With the addition of Yang Chen, the literary spirit of the scholar and the strong blood of the immortal warrior are still evenly matched.

After confronting each other for a while, everyone knew that such consumption would damage the foundation, so they gradually stopped, and the vision in the sky gradually dissipated.

Scholars and celestial warriors all snorted coldly, not convinced by each other.

Especially the immortal warriors, who felt that they did not get the first place in the literary competition. This time, they did not win the bloody literary competition, and they suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Writing articles and poetry is not as good as a scholar, so is fighting not as good as a scholar?

"Liu Xuanyu, the celestial martial artist from Weicheng, returned to Jiuyou Shrine, received the talisman of the shrine, stepped into the outer gate, and has not come back so far. If Liu Xuanyu returns, he will be able to defeat the scholars in one fell swoop and become immortals for us. Those who are strong in martial arts fight for one breath." Many strong immortals in martial arts were not convinced, and they could only sigh secretly.

Scholars and immortal warriors stared at each other.

As the organizer of the literary fair, Master Chen naturally didn't want to participate in the competition, but continued, "This time, there are two ways to compete in the literary fair. Let's compete and compete."

"But this kind of competition is not the big head of the martial arts competition, but the real martial arts competition is that everyone hunts Yanshan Mountain and hunts monsters. Whoever hunts the most monsters will be the No. 1 of this martial arts competition." .”

As soon as these words were said, the heart of the proud son of heaven on the Baizhang Qingfeng was shocked.

(End of this chapter)