I have a knife, I can kill monsters when I take it out of its sheath

Ji Chen's mind was so sharp, and there was murderous intention in his eyes. He was a person who was not bound by rules. The other party's repeated verbal provocations had already made him very unhappy.

They were the ones who stirred up trouble first, challenged themselves, and refused to admit defeat when they lost. The civil fight evolved into a physical fight, and they also used verbal provocations to provoke themselves, in an attempt to restrain themselves with rules.

You can only win, but you cannot lose. How can there be such a truth in the world? I really think I have a good temper.

Ji Chen got up and walked to the middle of the yard.

"Swords have always been straight and broken, not taken in curves. Your method has fallen behind. Today's competition is not only about high and low, but also a matter of life and death. If you have something to gain, you will not have it to roll away!"

"Arrogant!"

Ji Chen's attitude made Fang Jingyu furious. He was about to get up, but was stopped by a Confucian scholar.

"You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife."

The Confucian scholar stood up, picked up the long sword on the table, came to the center of the courtyard, and stood opposite Ji Chen.

"Let me show you your swordsmanship, which is only about bending straight lines and not taking twists and turns."

"Okay!" A group of Confucian scholars and students from Luocheng Academy applauded and cheered loudly!

The Confucian scholar gently pressed his hand to indicate silence, then pulled out a long sword and gave Ji Chen a sword-holding ceremony: "Lu Haitian of Luocheng Academy, please teach Brother Beigui so that Brother Beigui can experience the swordsmanship of Luocheng Academy. "

He stabbed straight with his sword, and a powerful sword energy shot out towards Ji Chen.

Ji Chen stretched out his hand and pointed it like a sword. With one finger, the condensed sword intent burst out. When it met Haoran's sword energy, it shattered Haoran's sword energy all the way and penetrated Lu Haitian's eyebrows.

Lu Haitian's body trembled, as if he had been struck by electricity, his eyes were horrified, his body fell straight down, and his eyes were distracted.

Soon, blood flowed from all the orifices.

His literary palace and soul were shattered by Ji Chen's sword intent.

For a moment, the courtyard was quiet, and everyone looked at each other.

Is this the end?

Ji Chen didn't even draw his sword, so the fight was over?

This is too fast!

The Confucian scholars from Luocheng Academy quickly stepped forward to help Lu Haitian and check the injury!

"Brother Haitian! Brother Haitian!"

"died!"

That Confucian scholar looked very ugly!

Everyone in Luocheng Academy was angry.

The atmosphere in the yard solidified again. No one expected that the original small conflict turned from a civil fight into a physical fight, and now it has turned into a life and death battle.

There was a buzz of conversation in the yard. Some people felt that Ji Chen shouldn't kill anyone. This violated the rules of sword fighting. A sword fight is a sword fight, and one shouldn't make a killing blow. Some people think that Ji Chen is too arrogant and does not know the heights of the world. Some people think that this is what young people should do. Since it has been agreed that life and death will be decided, then we should live standing and die lying down.

Most Confucian scholars thought that Ji Chen was too cruel and unreliable as a scholar.

Scholars' sword fights have always been about point-and-shoot, but in Ji Chen's case, it became a battle of life and death.

In short, Lu Haitian's death was like a drop of ink dropped into clear water, spreading quickly.

Only Xia Ziran knew that Ji Chen had restrained himself a lot. He and Ji Chen had handled the Qinghe County incident together, and he knew Ji Chen's character. According to his character, Xu Chengwei should have drawn his sword to kill people when he provoked him. How could he do so later? Many things.

All the Confucian scholars in Luocheng Academy looked at Ji Chen angrily.

"Ji Beigui is extremely cruel and evil, and he is a scholar. He dares to ask two nobles to uphold justice."

Some students from Luocheng Academy spoke up and asked Zhao Qingcheng and Xia Liyun to seek justice.

Zhao Qingcheng said, "Before the sword fight, there was a saying that it was a matter of life and death. Now that we have stood up, we must have the determination to give up life and death."

She also couldn't stand the people in Luocheng Academy. She clearly wanted to break the rules, but she still used the rules to restrain others. Now that the person was dead, she wanted to punish Ji Chen.

To put it simply, everything is self-centered. They can only win, not lose.

The matter has evolved to this point and has become a grudge between Ji Chen and Luocheng Academy. The students did not interfere and just sat there watching the show.

In the center of the field, Ji Chen stood with his hands behind his back.

"Next!"

His attitude and words made all the scholars at Luocheng Academy angry, especially Ji Chen who had not shown his sword until now. This made everyone in Luocheng Academy feel that they had been underestimated, and a sense of grievance enveloped everyone.

"You are too arrogant, I will fight you."

A Confucian scholar stood up, came to the field, and performed a sword ceremony, "Wu Guangli of Luocheng Academy, please enlighten me!"

"kill him!"

Some Confucian scholars from Luocheng Academy roared with ferocious expressions. Now, they no longer cover up the matter and just want to kill Ji Chen.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Confucian scholar moved, approaching like a bolt of lightning, the sword clanked, and a silver light shot out in response, turning into a sword shadow and striking down.

Ji Chen just raised his hand and pointed.

A touch of awe-inspiring righteousness turned into sword light, flashed away, and penetrated the Confucian scholar's body.

The shadow of the Confucian scholar's slashing sword turned into smoke and disappeared as soon as it reached Ji Chen's side.

The Confucian scholar's body fell to the ground.

"Next!"

Ji Chen's voice sounded again.

The faces of everyone in Luocheng Academy all changed. They were very ugly. They clenched their fists. They had swords in their hands, but they did not dare to draw them out.

The deaths of two Confucian scholars in succession made them wake up instantly. Ji Chen's strength was much higher than them.

Fang Jingyu felt as if he was suffocating. This was his challenge to Ji Chen, but at this moment he did not dare to draw his sword or stand up.

He was afraid. Ji Chen was so ruthless that he didn't even draw his sword and killed two of their companions by referring to the sword. If he drew his sword, he would also die.

The courtyard was silent. Not only the people in Luocheng Academy did not dare to draw their swords, but also no other Confucian scholars dared to stand up and draw their swords.

After a while, no one came out to challenge, and the atmosphere became a little tense. Ji Chen suddenly smiled and said to Xia Liyun and Zhao Qingcheng: "It seems that I am not very suitable for this kind of gathering. It is difficult for me to entertain everyone here, so I won't disturb you." I'm so excited, I won't participate in the next topic-based activities."

Ji Chen turned around and walked outside. When he passed by Xia Ziran, he said, "Let's go, brother Wen Zhong, come to my place and I'll treat you to a barbecue."

In the entire courtyard, the only person Ji Chen could consider as a friend was Xia Ziran.

Xia Liyun counts as half.

Xia Ziran stood up and clasped his fists at everyone, "I'll leave first too, and you can enjoy yourself slowly."

He caught up with Ji Chen and walked side by side.

He was very happy. Not only did he win a lot of spiritual stones and silver today, he also severely suppressed the arrogance of Luocheng Academy.

Everyone from Luocheng Academy came to Liangzhou Mansion partly for the war, and partly for exchanges at Liangzhou Academy.

This so-called exchange is actually a challenge. It is also a competition between academies.

Although Ji Chen walked out of the yard, mocking laughter came in.

"Luo City! Academy! Confucian scholars! Hahahahaha!"

All the students at Luocheng Academy were angry and going crazy, but no one dared to say anything.

Fang Jingyu stood up and said, "We have seen the way Liangzhou Mansion treats guests. I say goodbye and will not come again in the future."

He didn't have the dignity to stay any longer, so he turned around and walked outside. All the Confucian scholars in Luocheng Academy also got up and left.

The party ended happily at this point, and even the final theme-setting activity ended without even starting.

Zhao Qingcheng and Xia Liyun were a little helpless, but there was nothing they could do.

Fortunately, today's gathering was very fruitful. We witnessed the birth of two eternal poems, witnessed the visions of heaven and earth caused by the poems, and witnessed the horror of the talents of literary saints.

Zhao Qingcheng said: "Now I know why you fell in love with Ji Chen. He is indeed very good."

Xia Liyun said: "How can the person Mr. Fang likes be so bad!"