Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

Ci Song stood with a sword in his hand, his eyes full of coldness, "Yan Wen, you have provoked me many times, and you have bad intentions. You attacked me when I was still a child, and you have no teacher ethics. Now you follow me to this martial arts arena. Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

"Then do it." Yan Wen smiled indifferently, as if he didn't take Ci Song seriously at all.

After hearing this, Ci Song suddenly burst out with the talent sword in his hand, turning into several golden sword qi, shooting towards Yan Wen. Yan Wen did not dodge, but quietly watched the sword light flying towards him.

However, when the sword light touched Yan Wen's body, a green talent spread out from Yan Wen's body, forming a natural barrier, blocking Ci Song's long sword outside the body.

"Hehe, aren't you very arrogant? How come you can't even break this talent barrier?"

Yan Wen's eyes were full of disdain, as if he was very disappointed that Ci Song failed to break the talent barrier.

Faced with this situation, Ci Song was not surprised at all and asked, "This talent does not belong to you."

"Indeed, this is the semi-saint talent that my brother left in my body before he left. If I encounter a threat, it will take the initiative to show its protection. If you want to kill me, you must first break this semi-saint talent." Yan Wen replied.

"In that case, I will try to see how powerful the semi-saint talent left by Dean Yan is."

After that, a trace of golden lightning flashed in the palm of Ci Song's right hand, and the power of the thunder spirit appeared.

"Break."

When Ci Song said the word "break", he suddenly burst out with all the power of the thunder spirit, shooting out several fierce lightnings, colliding with Yan Wen's body-protecting talent. For a moment, the lightning and green light intertwined, forming a strong airflow that spread across the martial arts field and directly swept across the entire martial arts field.

The disciples who were still fighting were stumbled by the sudden airflow, and they all looked in the direction where Ci Song and Yan Wen were fighting.

"What happened? I almost fell down just now."

"I don't know, are the teachers in the academy sparring?"

"The person standing over there seems to be Junior Brother Ci Song, the one who fought with him... Hiss, who is that person, so handsome?"

"I haven't seen him either, but judging from his clothes, he should be a teacher in the academy. But is there really such a handsome teacher in our academy?"

While the students were communicating, the battle between the Thunder Spirit and the Talent Barrier also came to an end. The strength of the semi-saint talent left by Yan Zheng was indeed beyond Ci Song's expectations.

The Thunder Spirit power released by Ci Song with all his strength was unable to shake Yan Wen at all. Not only that, it also made Yan Wen slowly walk towards him. With every step he took, the green light on his body became stronger, until he walked in front of Ci Song, and the whole person was completely shrouded in green light.

"Big brother sealed all my talents and consumed 30% of his own talents to inject into my Dantian. Only when this 30% of talents are completely exhausted, can I really fight with you, so Ci Song, today I will see if you have the ability to exhaust the talents left by big brother."

Yan Wen spoke slowly, without any intention of counterattacking Ci Song. It seemed that just as he said, he could not mobilize his own talents and could not fight back at all.

"No wonder you didn't use your talents to hide your breath when you followed me. It turns out that you can't use your talents at all now."

After hearing Yan Wen's answer, Ci Song instantly understood everything. Before leaving, Dean Yan had guessed that Ci Song would break through the Hanlin realm during his absence. Therefore, in order to protect his brother Yan Wen and to prevent Yan Wen from taking the initiative to cause trouble, he sealed his talents and used his own 30% of semi-saint talents to protect Yan Wen.

To put it bluntly, Yan Wen is now an ordinary person protected by the talent of a semi-saint. He can't do anything. The reason why he took the initiative to show up and provoke me is that he treats me as a scapegoat and wants me to help him consume the 30% of the semi-saint talent. Then I can use my own talent to restore my great scholar cultivation.

Ci Song naturally won't be a scapegoat, but he also thought of a way to understand the qi. He saw him disperse all his talents and then slap Yan Wen in the face. Because there is no talent blessing, Ci Song's hand directly passed through the barrier of semi-saint talent and slapped Yan Wen's face firmly, slapping Yan Wen ten meters away.

"I slapped this slap on behalf of my father."

Yan Wen stood up from the ground, and a bright red five-finger mark rose on his originally handsome left face. Just when he was about to get angry, Ci Song had already performed the Heguangtongchen step method and came in front of him.

"Pa."

Another slap, this one directly hit Yan Wen's right face, and once again threw him out.

"I slapped myself in this slap. Although it is natural for a son to pay for his father's debt, you, as a great scholar, ignored your status as a scholar and even attacked a student who knew nothing and whose cultivation was only that of a boy."

Yan Wen flew ten meters away again. At this moment, he was furious. He got up from the ground with difficulty. The burning pain came from both sides of his cheeks. This was secondary. The main thing was the humiliation in his heart. He had lived for decades, and this was the first time he was slapped by someone other than his eldest brother, and the reason why his brother slapped him was also because of Ci Song.

For a moment, anger, humiliation, jealousy and other negative emotions arose in Yan Wen's heart. He could no longer care about anything and rushed directly towards Ci Song. He planned to get back all the humiliation he had just suffered from Ci Song.

However, when he was halfway to the attack, Ci Song grabbed his arm. Then Ci Song gently twisted Yan Wen's arm, and then pulled Yan Wen in front of him.

Yan Wen's face finally changed, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to slap you a few times."

As he said that, Ci Song suddenly increased the force of grabbing Yan Wen's arm, lifted Yan Wen up, and slapped him several times in a row. Ci Song slapped him quite hard, and his face was full of anger. Yan Wen couldn't resist at all, and just watched Ci Song slap him more than a dozen times.

At this moment, his face had completely lost its previous handsomeness, his cheeks were swollen, his nose was broken, and blood was flowing out. There was no intact place on his face, and these slaps were not restrained, and each slap made Yan Wen tremble.

"Enough, stop immediately. "Yan Wen shouted at Ci Song loudly.

"Okay, I'll stop."

Ci Song nodded, and then threw Yan Wen out again, "These slaps are my interest, Yan Wen, you'd better pray that Dean Yan comes back later, and when he comes back, it will be your death."

"You'd better not appear in front of me during this period, otherwise I will slap you every time I see you."

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