I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 121

For seven days in a row, Song Mu finally understood the special hardships of this scholar. In the morning literature class, hundreds of classics were gathered, and the past was used to discuss the present, and his knowledge was strong.The martial arts class in the afternoon is full of firepower, using different methods to consume the physical strength in the body and squeeze the body.

Although a group of scholars have experienced Wen Qi tempering, all of them are considered to be physically strong, but after such frequent exercises, each of them is quite tired.

Even at night, not only did I have to do my homework for the day, but I also had to hurry up to recover my literary strength. These days, my whole body was sore, and I was exhausted both physically and mentally, which was much more difficult than studying hard in cold windows.

"Brother Jingzhao, how is your stone pushing? It may reach ten meters today?"

It was another afternoon, Kong Zong asked with a smile on his face at the moment, while Song Mu shook his head with a wry smile.

"It's not that easy, and I think Mr. Xiao may have used some tricks."

"Means?" Kong Zong frowned, but the expression on his face was suddenly enlightened, and he was also staring at Song Mu at the moment.

"That's right. Yesterday, Xue Kaiwen obviously pushed the stone to the back, but he couldn't move the last meter. I heard that he worked so hard yesterday that his nosebleeds continued."

Song Mu felt a little helpless when he heard such things. In fact, he also felt something was wrong yesterday.

My writing power has obviously pushed the stone to the end, but at the last one or two meters, there is suddenly a huge resistance, and the consumption of writing power intensifies, but the stone does not move at all.

That is definitely not a question of people's literary strength, but it should be Xiao Fuzi's method to stop the stone from advancing.

As a means of raising people, scholars naturally cannot achieve their goals, and then they have to be forced to run circles again.

After figuring this out, Song Mu has already fully understood Xiao Fuzi's intentions. He didn't want everyone to pass the level easily, but wanted to drain everyone's physical and cultural strength time and time again, so that everyone could reshape their strength. Body and solid stamina.

This process must have been extremely painful, but obviously the effect was very good.

At least Song Mu could also feel that his literary strength seemed to be solidified a lot in the process of continuous release and condensation.

So now Song Mu's idea is much simpler, just treat it as a daily training, but you can try to let go of your thoughts in it, and see if you can make new progress.

Speaking of these two days, Song Mu has been taking time to read Tao Fengming's experience, and he has made some progress in the use of mind power, but he has never found a chance to try it out.

Thinking in this way, everyone gathered in the martial arts arena again, but now everyone has a somewhat sad expression on their faces, and they are very embarrassed to be tortured by the martial arts classes every afternoon.

Master Xiao threw many sandbags in front of everyone as usual, and then just pointed out his fingers, and everyone put on the sandbags and started running around.

"You should reflect! The scholar I brought two years ago successfully moved to ten meters in seven days. Today is the eighth day, but you haven't even touched the edge!"

Just as everyone sat cross-legged, Mr. Xiao spoke to them while inserting incense. His stern tone was completely cold. Everyone gritted their teeth after hearing this, but at this moment they all made up their minds to achieve their goals today.

Song Mu also began to slowly adjust his breathing, slowly feel the literary force according to the method of literary force movement explained by Mr. Xiao these days, and then silently induce the literary force to leave the body.

A slender piece of force floated out, clung to the stone weighing more than ten kilograms, and then slowly pushed it forward.

At this time, the others also released their powers one after another, and the white silk threads slowly wrapped around the stones, pushing them forward quickly amidst the white steam.

Song Mu didn't rush to push the stone this time, but when he released the text power, he also released a thought power.

However, this thought force did not go towards the stone, but began to feel the surroundings.

The difference between mind power and literary power is that it is more equivalent to the spiritual power of human beings. Although there is no way to make a substantial attack on the current self, it can also detect the surroundings, or contact literary power to create a foreign land. .

As for the literati of a higher realm, the power of thought will have more room to play, and even create swords, swords and shadows out of thin air in foreign lands, killing people invisibly in an instant.

Song Mu didn't have so many abilities, so he could only let go of his thoughts at this moment, and wanted to take a good look at what trick Master Xiao used.

Soon Song Mu noticed the difference around him.

Perhaps it is the result of hard training these days, everyone's first round of mobilization speed today is extremely fast, and each one of them is very fierce. In just a moment, more than a dozen people have already pushed the stones five meters away distance.

And Xue Kaiwen took the lead among them, and now he has reached the position of eight meters.

It was at this time that Song Mu suddenly felt a wave of fluctuations in Mr. Xiao's body, and then under the eyes of everyone, waves of waves seeped into the ground.

Song Mu suddenly realized that this was Mr. Xiao's method. His literary strength burst out from his feet, and then he rushed into the ground without a sound, and appeared in front of everyone without a sound. Underneath the pushed stone.

Xiao Fuzi's writing power didn't even touch the writing power released by the crowd, he just kept pulling the stone underneath and consuming everyone's writing power.

With the power of one person, Xiao Fuzi can easily deal with the literary power released by more than a dozen scholars at the same time. His cultivation base is really terrifying.

Song Mu sighed faintly in his heart at the moment, but he continued to maintain the current state of writing power.

Soon it was time for a stick of incense, and everyone had to get up and run around again. Kong Zong was also quite annoyed at Song Mu's side at the moment.

"What's going on? Why did the literary power consumption in the body become so intense at the end?"

Hearing this, Song Mu's eyes lowered slightly, and suddenly he made up his mind, approached Kong Zong slowly, and spoke softly.

"Brother Zu Hai, just listen to me..."

While the two were running, Kong Zong frowned after listening to Song Mu's words, and then asked softly.

"Can this work?"

"It can be done, but this time we are competing with the master, it is best to have more people together."

Kong Zong nodded, and then slowed down to talk to Zhang Yiqi who was behind him, while Song Mu quickened his pace, ran to the front and talked to Cui Kexing, and the scholars next to him heard it. At this moment, everyone nodded one after another, and their eyes were eager to try.

After all, they were humiliated by the master every day these days, and everyone felt relieved.

So after the ten laps, Song Mu had already contacted a dozen people. Everyone got ready and sat down at the assembly point again.

"A gentleman wants to be slow in words, but quick in action. A gentleman seeks from himself, but don't forget that a gentleman is not better than others..." At this time, Master Han said a few words in the Analects, and then put it in front of everyone. A stick of incense.

"If you can't make it today, you all sleep in the Martial Arts Field."

Xiao Fuzi suddenly added this, and Song Mu and the others looked at each other immediately, with slight smiles on their faces, and they all entered into a state of meditation.

After a while, everyone re-condensed their literary strength in their bodies, and then drew out their literary strength as usual.

The movements of the crowd were the same as before, and Master Xiao was watching carefully at this moment. After a while, seeing that the speed of these people pushing the stone this time was a bit slower than before, Master Xiao's expression changed again. .

But even so, Xiao Fuzi still drove Wenli into the ground, and then quietly waited for everyone to take action.

Suddenly, Mr. Xiao felt that the writing power under his feet had increased, and felt that the writing power on that stone seemed to suddenly become very fierce.

So Master Xiao immediately stepped up his strength in silence, but he didn't expect that at that moment, the literary power increased tenfold. Master Xiao immediately responded with all his strength, and ignored the stones of several people for a while.

So at that moment, Song Mu opened his eyes and shouted immediately.

"It's now!"

With an order, more than ten stones seemed to have completely lost their obstacles at that moment, and they quickly crossed the finish line.

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(End of this chapter)