Rich girl super master

Chapter 888
Countless sandmen emerged one after another, constantly besieging and killing the golden armored warriors. Although the golden armored warriors were all very powerful, it seemed that these sandmen could never finish killing them, and their forward momentum quickly disintegrated.

Kong Qianli also had an illusion that this Suqin seemed to be very close to him, but very far away, like the bright moon in the sky. Although he stood on the top of the mountain, he felt that it was within reach, but it was too high to be reached.

Vaguely, the sound of Suqin seems to have another kind of power that can attract people's soul, after listening to it, it is easy to fall into it.

"No, is this a subtext? Suqin's melody is so powerful that it is so powerful?"

Kong Qianli was shocked because he couldn't even understand that one.

The power of the overtones lies in the fact that there is another kind of hidden projection in the melody, just like two enemies fighting with open swords and spears, one of them suddenly uses a hidden weapon, making it hard to guard against.

Kong Qianli hurriedly recited the quotations of Confucius in order to stabilize his spirit and strengthen his belief, but he still couldn't resist the infiltration of the overtones.

If it was just a simple sound wave, he would have closed all external senses at worst, but this piano sound can directly hit a person's soul.

"Why do you feel homesick all of a sudden? Want to go back and see your parents? Even your childhood playmates have surfaced one by one?"

In Kong Qianli's mind, there was no iron horse and gold, but he recalled the fragments in his life, which were so warm and intoxicating, and even the quotations from Kong Sheng could not stop his emotions from radiating.

"All people have no self, gods and men have no merit, saints have no name, Kong Qianli, don't you repent? You pursue the holy way and follow the example of Confucius, but you don't know what is holy!"

This sound, mixed with the sound of the piano, penetrated into Kong Qianli's mind.

Kong Qianli came to his senses and stared at Suqin even more shocked, only to find that the golden armored warrior he had summoned had been beheaded at some point, while he was standing in a desert where there was no one inhabited for thousands of miles except Suqin. Qin is alone, wearing a multicolored rosy robe, with a guqin on his back, standing barefoot, and emitting a divine light that makes people unable to look directly at him, like a goddess.

"You? You are not my Confucian student. Do you know what is holy?" Kong Qianli said angrily.

"A saint is never high, and everyone is never low. From birth to now, you have always felt that you are superior. How can you have the demeanor of Confucius? A saint is never great, so he can become great, but you are arrogant. You still have the face here Tell me you are a disciple of a sage? A sage has an impermanent heart and takes the heart of the people as his heart. When have you ever cared about the life and death of the people? In your eyes, those people will always be inferior to you. They are just stepping stones for you. It's up to you to trample on it!"

Kong Qianli was dumbfounded when he was questioned, he asked himself that what Suqin said was very reasonable, it gave him the feeling of being overwhelmed, and he couldn't refute it at all.

His momentum gradually became depressed, and after a while, he continued to ask: "Then tell me, what should I do?"

"I am not qualified to teach you how to be holy, but I can tell you that a sage is a man of knowledge. If you are not sincere, you will not be able to transform the people. You must be honest first, and you must not deceive yourself or others. , Secondly, you must know and love the people, the people are the power for your sanctification, the saint regards the world as invincible, like a child in water and fire, if you want to be sanctified, you must assist the wise king, so that the people of the world can escape the sea of ​​suffering!"

Kong Qianli lowered his head.

"Also, a sage takes the world as his measure, and does not hurt the world's public opinion with his personal anger. Although your friend Mo Yuxi had his legs cut off, it was within the rules after all. During the competition, if you Wanting to take revenge is also against the Holy Way, so I’ve just told you so much today, whether you can wake up or not depends on you!”

With a wave of Suqin's hand, the figure turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Kong Qianli trembled all over, feeling a little dazed. After regaining his composure, he found that there was no desert around him.I am still in the competition venue, not far away from me, Suqin is still playing the piano gently, the melody is beautiful, like fairy music.

Alcohol can intoxicate the heart, and sound can intoxicate the soul. Kong Qianli felt as if he was drunk just now, but dreamed that Suqin was torturing his own heart and his holy way. As for whether it was true, Kong Qianli himself could not judge.

"I lost?" Kong Qianli subconsciously said to himself.

Recalling Suqin's questioning, he found that he had no intention of fighting with Suqin anymore, and all the beliefs he had insisted on before seemed to be smashed to pieces at once.

"Forget it, forget it, I'll go back to be a farmer, read books in my spare time, take care of my family, and when Mingjun is born, I will go to assist Mingjun in governing the world!" Kong Qianli sighed and bowed to Suqin.

Suqin stopped her hands, pressed on the strings, nodded slightly and said: "You don't need to admit defeat, a true saint will not admit defeat."

Kong Qianli was stunned for a moment, and swallowed the few words he wanted to utter. Yes, a saint will not admit defeat, a real saint will never lose, but he is not a saint, but he needs to keep it in his heart , If you know your mistakes, you must correct them!

He turned and left, with a little worry in his brows. He who was originally radiant seemed to have become low-key and restrained all of a sudden.

Suqin put away the guqin, turned and left, but from the corner of her eyes, she looked at Li Xiangling, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The words she said were all taught by Li Xiangling, otherwise, how could she know?

After she drew the number for the duel with Kong Qianli, Li Xiangling secretly sent a message to her, telling her that all she had to do was question Kong Qianli like that.

Of course, if it was just a simple questioning, Kong Qianli would not be convinced. Suqin used her superb piano skills to display a subtext, attacking Kong Qianli's soul, and only then strengthened the power of the torture.

When Kong Qianli returned, he kept his head down in meditation and didn't answer others. His companions thought he was sad because of his failure, and they didn't know how to comfort him.

Kong Shang on the top floor saw Kong Qianli's mind. This is a sign of being attacked. How tough is Kong Qianli's mind, to be attacked by a little girl?

He directly transmitted the sound to Kong Qianli: "Qianli, what's going on? Say?"

Kong Qianli looked up, and echoed in the back of his head: "Old ancestor, what is a saint?"

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, they regard all things as straw dogs; saints are not benevolent, and regard the common people as straw dogs, saints are superior to men!" Kong Shang's tone was extremely firm.

Kong Qianli frowned: "However, the younger generation feels that saints often have no intentions, and only care about the hearts of the common people!"

"False, where did you hear this kind of fallacy? Let me tell you, what you said is just fabricated by my holy family to deceive the people of the outside world, and those students are deceived. Only in this way can they feel at ease Accept the leadership of our Kong Family!"

"Old ancestor, how can a saint deceive others? How can he deceive himself?"

"You? You want to piss me off? Over the years, where have you learned your knowledge? If you say that again, you are not a child of my Kong family!"

"Old ancestor, I still feel that a saint is never high, everyone is never low, and a saint will never be great, so he can become great. I'm sorry, old ancestor. I will not participate in the next competition. As for fame, don't worry about it!" Kong Qianli seemed to have strengthened his belief all of a sudden. In his eyes, there was a broad road ahead, leading directly to the other shore of holiness!
His rhetorical question left Kong Shang speechless for a while.

……

The third game is Meng Yubing vs. Long Furong.

Meng Yubing chuckled, and Long Furong said via voice transmission: "You are the seventh child, and I am the little nine. Why don't I admit defeat in this match, how about it?"

"Who wants you to admit defeat? Whoever deserves it. If you beat me, you will be promoted. I don't care about Seventh Sister!" Long Furong glared at Meng Yubing.

"Then let's compete!"

Meng Yubing put away her smile, and a burst of cold air spread out, turning all the area inside the light curtain into a field of ice and snow in an instant, with the cold wind howling and snowflakes flying.

Long Furong raised her head and let out a dragon chant, and transformed into a golden dragon, flying among the snowflakes.

"Xiao Jiu, brother Xing should be your foundation-building pill, right? Swallow it quickly, and we can take advantage of this opportunity to directly advance to the middle immortal realm!" Long Furong said to Meng Yubing via sound transmission.

Meng Yubing's body also flew up: "I've already eaten it, don't worry, I will definitely participate in the Heroes Tournament in the Immortal Realm!"

One dragon and one person started fighting.

They also fought fiercely, but no one could win for a while, but their aura was rising steadily, and people with discerning eyes could already see that the two women were on the verge of breaking through.

It took a full half an hour for the two women to end their fight, and in the end, Long Furong was the one who was superior, suppressing Meng Yubing and defeating Meng Yubing.

Meng Yubing didn't use the companion spirit weapon, let alone the mandala flower, which confused everyone, even Meng Yubing's master, Xianyue, frowned.

Since then, Li Xingyun, Suqin, Long Furong, and Li Xiangling have won the top four, and the remaining Meng Yubing, Li Long, and Kong Qianli will compete for the top five, six, and seven.

But then, there was news from the Holy Academy that Kong Qianli voluntarily gave up the game.

This also made both Meng Yubing and Li Long breathe a sigh of relief. Li Long was looking forward to Meng Yubing, but who knew that Li Long would automatically admit defeat before the two had fought.

In this way, the rankings are fixed, Meng Yubing is fifth, Li Long is sixth, and the absent Kong Qianli is seventh.

In the afternoon, the duel of the top four began, and it was still a lottery. Li Xingyun was drawn first, Li Xiangling was drawn second, Suqin third, and Long Furong fourth.

In everyone's opinion, this should be the most exciting moment of the rookie game.

But in the end, everyone was still disappointed. When Li Xingyun faced Long Furong, the two had a symbolic fight, which seemed very intense, but neither of them was injured. In the end, Long Furong conceded defeat.

When Li Xiangling played against Suqin, everyone felt that Li Xiangling would definitely lose this time, but Suqin was willing to admit defeat.

At this point in the game, as long as you are not blind, you can see the problem.

But everyone was enduring it. Li Xingyun faced Li Xiangling. There was no doubt that Li Xiangling surrendered automatically. Li Xingyun won the first place in this competition, and Li Xiangling was second.

Suqin and Long Furong faced off, Long Furong conceded, Suqin won No.3, and Long Furong automatically ranked fourth.

(End of this chapter)