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

"Where's Ci Song? Why hasn't he come yet? Is he afraid?"

Wu Yun couldn't help shouting, but as soon as he said these words, a sword light pierced the sky, fell on the Taoist forum, and turned into a figure, it was Ci Song.

Ci Song looked at Wu Yun in front of him calmly and said calmly, "Wu Yun, you have repeatedly provoked me. Today, I will send you on your way." When Wu Yun heard this, he immediately laughed angrily.

"Ci Song, do you really think you will win? Today, I will show you my true strength."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yun's face instantly became solemn. He took a deep breath and held the yellow jade bead he took out from the jade pendant tightly with both hands.

This jade bead is about the size of a baby's fist, is round and exudes a faint yellow luster, and seems to contain endless power.

Wu Yun stared at the jade bead, bit it with the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the jade bead.

The moment the essence and blood came into contact with the jade beads, the jade beads seemed to be activated, making a slight "buzzing" sound. The sound became louder and louder, as if it was about to break people's eardrums.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling yellow light bloomed from the jade bead, covering Wu Yun's entire body. The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, as if it were a small sun rising slowly on the Taoist platform.

At the same time, a powerful aura burst out from Wu Yun's body and shot straight into the sky.

The talents in the world seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force at this moment, and they all converged towards Wu Yun.

"Is this...is this a talent initiation? Is Wu Yun trying to break through to the Great Confucian realm?"

"How is it possible? Didn't Wu Yun just break through the Imperial Academy not long ago? How could he break through the Confucian realm so quickly?" "It should be the yellow orb in his hand.

It is definitely a semi-saint treasure that allows Wu Yun to forcibly break through to the Confucian realm. "

"I didn't expect Wu Yun to still hide such a treasure. I'm afraid Ci Song will be in trouble this time."

"..."

Everyone in the audience was talking a lot, looking at Wu Yun with fear. At this moment, Wu Yun seemed to have become the center of a huge vortex, attracting everything around him. The aura on his body did not stop after he broke through to Great Confucianism, but continued to rise.

The speed of this climb is jaw-dropping, as if there is no end.

However, forcibly raising the realm also places a considerable load on Wu Yun. His face became more and more ugly, as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks, making a "ticking" sound on the forum, as if to sound the alarm for his difficult situation at the moment.

This torture lasted for a long time, and the aura on Wu Yun's body finally stopped rising. But at this moment, his realm has reached the realm of a literary giant. The vision of talent on his body turned into a crescent moon hanging high above his head, and he was only one step away from the half-moon realm.

Although this step seemed so close, to Wu Yun at this moment, it seemed like a chasm that was insurmountable.

Wu Yun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ci Song in front of him. His eyes were shining with fierce light and endless fighting spirit, as if he wanted to devour Ci Song. and

The ferocious look on his face made people shudder, "Ci Song, today, you will definitely die by my sword!"

Wu Yun was seen pulling out the long blue sword behind him and slashing towards Ci Song.

"Boom!"

A ray of sword light cut through the sky, heading towards Ci Song, and wherever it passed, cracks appeared in the void.

When Ci Song saw this, his expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and waved it in front of him, and a sword energy met the sword light.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the sword light and sword energy collided together, bursting out with a dazzling light, and the entire discussion platform trembled at this moment.

The next moment, the sword light and sword energy dissipated at the same time. In their first confrontation, the two were evenly matched.

"It's the Orb of Wen Yun again."

Ci Song looked at the yellow bead floating next to Wu Yun with a somewhat speechless expression. Why was it the Wen Yun Orb again?

"Wu Yun, as a student of Kong Sheng Academy and a disciple of Confucianism, you secretly colluded with the Yin Yang family and used the artifacts developed by the Yin Yang family to improve your cultivation. It is really shameless."

As soon as Ci Song's words came out, there was an uproar among the crowd.

"What? Wu Yun actually colluded with the Yin Yang family? How is this possible?"

"No wonder he was able to break through two realms in a row. Just now I was wondering where my Confucian family could have such a treasure. It turned out to be the Yin Yang family."

"I really didn't expect that Wu Yun would do such a thing. It really brings shame to our Kong Sheng Academy."

"..."

Wu Yun listened to the discussions of the people around him, and a ferocious look flashed across his face.

"Ci Song, don't talk nonsense here. I, Wu Yun, have always been upright and aboveboard in my actions. This orb was an unexpected opportunity for me, and it was not a gift from the Yin Yang family at all."

"Huh, you know whether it's an unexpected gain or not."

Ci Song snorted coldly, then looked at Wu Yun and said lightly, "But, so what if you improve your cultivation with the help of the orb? Today, you still cannot escape death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ci Song raised his right hand, and the golden talent gathered in his palm, turning into a sword of talent that he held in his hand.

When Wu Yun saw this, a look of solemnity flashed across his face. He took a deep breath, held the sword tightly with both hands, and with a flash of his body, he turned into a sword light and killed Ci Song.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

The two of them fought in an instant, swords flashed, sword energy was everywhere, and the entire discussion platform was shrouded in sword energy, as if it had turned into a sea of ​​sword energy.

Below the discussion platform, everyone held their breath and stared at the two figures on the stage. Every time they fought, their heartbeats accelerated, as if they were about to break out of their bodies.

"Damn it, Ci Song, you didn't even draw your sword, but only used your talent sword to fight me, do you look down on me!"

Wu Yun shouted angrily, and his talent gathered on the blue sword in his hand, "Gentleman Sword, righteousness."

As soon as the voice fell, a righteousness emanated from the long sword, condensed into a shocking sword light, and slashed towards Ci Song's head.

"Bang!"

The shocking sword light chopped down, and the entire discussion platform trembled at this moment, as if it was about to be split in two.

However, facing this shocking sword light, Ci Song's expression did not change, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change.

He raised his right hand, and the sword of talent turned into a sword light, facing the shocking sword light.

"Clang!"

A sound of metal clashing sounded, and the two sword lights collided in the air, bursting out with dazzling light.

The next moment, the shocking sword light dissipated, but Ci Song's sword of talent only dimmed a little, still emitting a sharp sword energy, and flew back to Ci Song's hand.

"How is this possible? How could my gentleman swordsmanship be broken so easily by you?"

Wu Yun's eyes widened, his eyes full of disbelief. It took him two years to practice the first move of his gentleman swordsmanship, but at this moment, it was broken so easily by Ci Song, how could he not be shocked.

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