According to Linghua Pavilion, among the group of people sent to Zhisheng Academy, several of them were from corpse cults, but they only gave Wei Sansheng's name and portrait.

At this moment, Wei Sansheng was talking about the corner of the Confucian Hall, and there were a few guys around who also seemed out of place with other students.

Ning Yu glanced past these people quietly. At this moment, the old man spoke. Although his voice was old, it resounded like a bell and a big bell throughout the Confucian Hall, suppressing the rest of the noisy sounds.

At this moment, Leng Gu suddenly came over and whispered a few words in Ning's ear. The old man glanced at him, nodded, and said nothing.

Then, Leng Gu stood up, bent his waist and went out from one side.

"Silent, today there are guests coming far away. Let's discuss with the righteous and let you come here to observe and learn, not to give you a savor."

The old man's seemingly turbid eyes contained a brilliance, and there was a sense of pressure, which made the students present feel solemn.

"Abide by the teacher's order!"

The students said loudly, stopped discussing, sat upright, and looked at Yin De and Shouzheng.

"You nine-rate figures are good at many methods. There are inevitably some methods that cannot be used in such a head-on battle. Why not enter the venue first and arrange it?"

The old man looked at Yin De with kindness, and Yin De's heart suddenly jumped, it was different, why didn't he treat this way last time?

Although the old man was secretly sarcastic about the fact that he could not play on the table and could only play tricks, Yin De was a good man and immediately climbed up the pole and nodded immediately: "Then I'm not polite."

Then, in the contemptuous eyes of the students below, Yin De took the lead in walking towards the ring and immediately threw four bloody talisman papers from the four corners of the ring.

Then he bit his fingers and painted some strange patterns on the edge of the ring. It took him nearly half an hour before Yin De finished.

At this moment, there have been small-scale discussions below, mainly because Yin De's face is too thick-skinned.

"Please..." Yin Deli stood on the ring, looking at Shouzheng who was as plain as water, he could not see any strange expression.

Hearing Yin De's words, he lightly tapped his feet, and he jumped into the ring like a floating feather.

Just as he entered the ring, before his body even landed, the blood-colored patterns engraved on the edge of the ring seemed to have survived.

A series of hideous blood-colored vines extended out, with many sharp thorns attached to them, heading towards the Shouzheng in the air.

The guard had nowhere to leverage the force in the air and was difficult to avoid it, but a milky white light burst out from his body, forming an invisible barrier, blocking the hideous blood-colored vines.

He landed steadily, and Shouzheng looked calm and said softly: "There is a sharp sword in his hand..."

In the evil time, the milky white light formed a long sword in his hand, and a sword flower was drawn, and the blood-colored vines turned into ashes.

"Good guy, he really follows the words." Ning Yu looked at the milky white light, and he also had some understanding of Confucianism and Taoism.

It is quite idealistic. If I believe it exists, it exists, and if I believe it is possible.

However, it takes time to deepen the inner beliefs, such as the milky white sword in Shouzheng's hand, which means that the beliefs have been deepened countless times in normal times before they can be realized in one sentence.

Of course, it is also related to Haoran Gas itself. If Haoran Gas is insufficient, it will be useless.

Therefore, Confucianism and Taoism have firm beliefs in themselves. You can kill a Confucian scholar, but it is difficult to change him.

Because once a Confucian scholar is changed, it basically means that he has given up his beliefs and has been squandered all his energy.

Yin De was not panicked either. He poked out a stack of white paper from his arms and sprinkled it over. The white paper inflated and expanded, turning into paper people. He held weapons in his hands, and there were a few paper people who were quite ferocious, who had swallowed the evil spirits of Xue Fu.

Those paper men rushed towards the right to maintain the right, with great force and strong force, far stronger than ordinary exercises.

Paper Man's Secret Technique is a well-known method among the nine-level methods. It can be used whether it is fighting or traveling at home, and there are many extended secret methods.

Shouzheng looked at the paper man rushing towards him, his eyes were filled with white light, and he shouted softly: "Don't you see the law!"

In an instant, the paper men suddenly turned into white paper like pierced balloons and fell on the ring.

Haven't you seen the law? There is no strange means in front of me. This is the belief in the words of keeping the truth. He believes that and Haoranqi can support it, and those paper people will become the original white paper.

However, just as Shouzheng said this, Yin De's eyes flashed, and he pinched his hands. Runes on the four corners of the arena burned out of thin air and flew towards Shouzheng at an extremely fast speed.

When those paper people turned into white paper, the blood-colored runes had already arrived and were pasted on the four corners of Shuzheng. The strong red flames soared into the sky, wrapping Shuzheng in it.

"Senior Brother Shouzheng!" A student below couldn't help but shout, showing a nervous look.

However, the old man did not show any performance and looked at the ring calmly, as if he was not worried.

Yin De was also solemn. The next moment, a milky white light appeared in the surging blood flame, which slowly dyed the entire bloody flame white.

Then the milky white flame turned into a white tiger and roared towards Yin De.

Yin De's pupils contracted and he shouted directly: "I admit defeat."

In an instant, the white tiger dissipated in front of Yin De's face, and only a slight heat stroked his face.

Yin De breathed a sigh of relief and took out his hand that was stumbled into his arms.

The old man was a little surprised: "I know I gave in. Why didn't I give in last time? I was beaten so hard."

"The old man looked at it last time." Yin De said angrily and walked back calmly. It was not that he had no means, but it was not worth using it.

Shouzheng did not have any joy to win, everything seemed to be natural and left the ring.

"The fight has been finished and the show has been finished. Should we leave?" Yin De looked at Ning Yu, wanting to see what this guy wants to do.

"Let's go, you must go. If you hadn't insisted on fighting this, I would have wanted to leave long ago." Ning Yu nodded.

Yin De almost slapped me. It wasn't you who instigated me, but she called so many people. Fortunately, there was no immortal this time, so she decisively admitted defeat and missed a beat.

"By the way, where is the cold bone?" Yin De looked left and right, but he couldn't see where the cold bone was.

"Oh, he has something to do, he left first." Ning Yu said casually. The old man glanced at the two of them and said nothing.

"It's all gone..." The old man encouraged the students and let them leave.
Chapter completed!