This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 318 There is something wrong with you two!

It was dawn, and Chaoyue and Dahan were not walking very fast. When the first rooster crowed, their figures appeared in the huge square.

At this time, the square was already overcrowded.

As soon as the two entered the arena, they saw the eight huge arenas in the sky gradually closing up, and finally turned into four.

"This is the Taoist technique..."

Seeing such a scene, Chao Yue looked up and murmured slightly.

The big man in a bamboo hat on the side did not hear Chaoyue's murmur. He was paying attention to everyone present, for fear that some potential danger might suddenly pop up.

Through the bamboo hat, the big man's eyes scanned the surroundings cautiously.

"kindness?"

Suddenly, the big man looked nervously towards the first arena. The vigilance and danger in his eyes could not be hidden at all, and his whole body froze.

"what happened?"

Feeling that something was wrong with the big man next to him, Chao Yue frowned and looked over.

"There...he..."

The big man was a little incoherent for a moment. His eyes were fixed on a student in white who was chatting and laughing with his friends under the No. 1 arena.

"I sensed a dangerous aura from him, and he posed a great threat to me."

The big man's voice unconsciously trembled.

Chao Yue frowned and followed the big man's gaze. When his eyes came into contact with the student in white, his body trembled slightly.

"Heir of Confucianism and Taoism..."

Chaoyue's eyes were solemn, and her tone of voice was trembling unconsciously.

It was as if the two words Confucianism and Taoism were deeply engraved in his and that big man's bones.

The big man quickly took a deep breath to suppress the confusion and fear in his heart. He asked Xiang Chaoyue:

"Could he be the descendant of the original killing god??"

Chaoyue retracted his gaze and no longer looked at the student. He closed his eyes slightly and recalled, thinking:
"Confucianism and Legalism are not passed down by a single lineage. As far as I know, there is a college in Dayong Jing, which is full of Confucian and Taoist students from Dayong."

Chaoyue's voice had a hint of depth. He had studied Dayong's classics for so long, and was no stranger to these knowledge that everyone in Dayong knew.

Although he may know less than the people in Dayong, he is already a model of knowing the world's affairs among the demon kingdom.

"Twenty years ago, I saw the God of Death at Yumen Pass. The aura on his body was very similar to that of that young man, but this young man's aura was much smaller."

The big man took a deep breath, glanced secretly at the young man in the square, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

After hearing the big man's words, Chaoyue also withdrew his gaze and looked at the arena slowly closing together. He said calmly:
"You and I are here as envoys to Dayong. There is an old saying in Dayong that the envoys should not be killed if the two countries are at war. There will definitely be no problem with the safety of our demon bodies."

Just when the two were communicating.

Under the ring, Hai Wuyan's body trembled slightly. He frowned and looked back. He didn't find anything wrong. He lowered his head and thought for a moment.

Seeing his expression, Liu Fengnian, who was communicating with him next to him, had doubts on his face and asked:
"What's wrong, Qu Chen?"

Hai Wuyan heard his voice, slowly raised his head and said:
"I just seemed to feel a hint of..."

Having said this, he paused and frowned:
"The breath of demon clan."

"What?!!"

Hearing his words, Liu Fengnian was shocked. His body tensed up and he scanned the entire square with a vigilant expression. Then he seemed to remember something and said speechlessly:
"Are you so nervous? This competition is all about my Yong capable people. How dare people from the demon clan come here even if they can't think about it? Isn't that an old lady who eats arsenic because she thinks her life is too long?"

Hai Wuyan also exhaled slowly and said:
"Maybe I'm overthinking it."

Having said this, he raised his head slightly.

I saw the figure of Hongyun, the elder of the Dao Sect on the stage, rising slowly until it reached the highest level.

"Everyone, today is the second day of the competition."

I don't know why, but there seems to be a hint of fatigue in his voice.

"The rules for the second day have already been mentioned. Two people on each stage will expel the top four."

After saying that, he slowly landed on the first stage and looked at the many warriors in the arena with a faint look:

"Today's first competition is between Qinghe Academy student Hai Wuyan and Western Buddhist master Yingchen. Please come on stage later."

As soon as he finished saying this, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

"Is the first scene so exciting?!"

"Confucianism versus Buddhism..."

"Oh, brother Wu Yao is so handsome, and Master Yingchen is also good-looking. Whoever loses the concubine between the two of them will feel uncomfortable..."

"........."

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion in the audience, and everyone looked at Hai Wushuang and Yingchen, who were named by Hongyun.

At this time, Hai Wuyan heard that he had been arranged to compete in the first competition, and he was still competing against the young monk who had had a grudge before. A gleam flashed in his eyes.

He liked the arrangement of this competition very much.

The scene where Yingchen once competed in the capital gradually emerged in his mind, and he was almost defeated in the battle with him at that time.

Although on the surface he beat him until he vomited blood and surrendered unscathed, in fact both he and Yingchen knew that if they continued to fight, they would definitely not be as good as Yingchen.

No matter what outsiders say, losing is losing, and nothing can change the outcome.

That battle had appeared in Hai Wuyan's mind countless times. He had rehearsed his situation countless times, but in the end he still lost no matter what.

But this time, I have practiced with the dean for a period of time, and my realm has improved, and my understanding of Confucianism and Taoism has also reached a higher level.

Although I don't know if the young monk has improved, but this time, he is full of confidence.

His eyes also subconsciously looked at Yingchen on the other side of the ring.

At this time, Yingchen had a clean smile on his face, and the early morning sun shone on his simple cassock, reflecting his face and bathing him in a faint Buddha's light.

The two looked at each other in the distance and smiled in understanding.

Without hesitation, Hai Wuhuang said calmly:

"The stars change."

The next moment, his body disappeared and appeared on the ring.

As soon as he took the stage, he heard the cheers of countless people on the stage.

He performed very well yesterday. He basically didn't even move his body against anyone. He just opened his mouth and said a few words to win the game. Therefore, his popularity is also high in this competition. of.

Amid the cheers from the audience, the smile on his face remained unchanged. He bowed gently to the audience, then straightened up and stood on the ring.

The little monk also smiled and jumped onto the towering stage.

The two stood opposite each other.

When Hongyun saw the two of them coming on stage, he asked calmly:
"You two, are you ready?"

Hai Wushuang nodded calmly:
"Ah."

Ying Ye smiled cleanly and softly called out the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha."

"In that case, let's get started."

As he spoke, Hongyun's body slowly rose into the sky, and finally landed on the viewing seat next to the ring. He looked down at the two people and said slowly:
"This competition is about life and death, so Pindao will not intervene."

After saying that, he looked at the two people on the stage quietly.

The audience in the audience also stared closely at the two figures standing opposite each other.

At this time, Lu Yuanzhi had just entered the square. He got up a little late today. After he went back last night, he wandered around the courtyard for a while. When he was about to go to sleep, he felt that Bai Qingying and others were not in the audience. After searching for a while, he saw the letter Bai Qingying left for him.

It probably meant that she was leaving early, and she had to practice hard when she returned to the mountain gate this time, so as to be able to protect herself as soon as possible.

He also sent an invitation to himself, saying that when he had time, he would go to Lingshan Mountain to enjoy the peach grove with her.

After reading the letter, he simply put it into his scripture space. When he returned to his room, he suffered from insomnia for the first time in a long time.

Bai Qingying's face appeared in his mind from time to time.

He knew very well that he didn't seem to have any affection for this pretty little widow, but he just managed to keep her figure in his memory.

Insomniac, he simply took a walk in the courtyard. When sleepiness hit him in the middle of the night, he went back to his room to sleep and overslept.

After waking up, I washed up and came to the square, only to find that the competition had already begun on the stage.

Moreover, the two people competing were both acquaintances. Although they were both defeated by his own men, he still watched with great interest.

Just as Lu Yuanzhi was enjoying the competition between the two, a voice came from his scripture space.

"Master, there seems to be a demon clan in this square."

Ning Mo's voice rang in his ears.

"Ok?"

After Lu Yuanzhi heard Ning Mo's voice, he was slightly startled, and then his eyes turned dangerous and cold.

Monster clan?

The demon clan that sneaked into Dayong last time had already found Wei Wuhou's life or death uncertain.

This time, people from the demon clan appeared in the Taoist competition...

Don't think about it, it must be uneasy and well-intentioned.

Just as he was thinking, something suddenly occurred to him, and he looked startled.

Just now, he thought about what Ji Gong said to him when he pulled him into his office before the competition.

"The demon envoy should already be on the road. According to the route, he might meet Daomen Wu Qishan..."

Could it be...

While Lu Yuanzhi was thinking secretly, he asked Ning Mo in his heart:

"Can you sense where it is?"

Ning Mo's voice came:
"It's difficult to sense in the scripture space, but I can faintly detect the aura that seems to be the demon royal family."

Hearing the words "Monster Clan Royal Family", Lu Yuanzhi already had some thoughts in his mind.

I guess it's probably the demon clan's messenger coming to Dayong.

"I'll release you later and disguise myself. Can he sense you by the way?"

Lu Yuanzhi asked out his doubts.

"If he deliberately hides his aura, he shouldn't be able to sense the slave."

"it is good."

Lu Yuanzhi no longer hesitated. Under the contract given to him by the Imperial Master, he did not feel that Ning Mo dared to deceive him.

With a slight wave of his right hand, Ning Mo's body appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Fortunately, he didn't wear his black brocade and white jade today, and no one noticed him, so no one saw Ning Mo appearing out of thin air.

Ning Mo was wearing a bamboo hat, which covered her whole body, and her tail was hidden in an unknown place.

"Owner."

After coming out of the scripture space, Ning Mo secretly and greedily breathed in the surrounding air, and cautiously came to Lu Yuanzhi's side.

"Well, look for it."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at her expressionlessly.

"Yes."

Ning Mo closed his eyes and breathed the air gently.

After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, looked to Lu Yuanzhi's right and said:

"There!"

Lu Yuanzhi looked over and saw a wealthy young man in brocade robes and a tall man wearing a bamboo hat seriously watching the competition on the stage, completely unaware of his gaze.

"Ah."

After seeing the bamboo hats, Lu Yuanzhi was sure that those two people must be monsters.

Because there were so many people present, no one would wear a hat unless it was to hide their disguise.

Without thinking, he put Ning Mo, who had just come out for a while, into his scripture space.

It's not that he is cruel, the main reason is that he is afraid that the two demon clan people will notice something is wrong.

Looking at the two people, he moved towards the two figures calmly.

"Your Highness, the aura of those two people is very unpleasant."

The big man in the bamboo hat was fully focused on the stage, looking at Hai Wuyan, who had a copy of "Records of Ten Thousand Peoples" above his head and was filled with a hundred-foot-long majestic energy.

There was also the little monk Yingchen opposite him who was covered in golden light and possessed of vast Buddhist teachings. His face seemed to be wearing a mask of pain.

Chaoyue also looked at the people on the stage with deep eyes, but he was not as uncomfortable as the big man. The blood of the demon royal family is not for nothing, and the resistance to Confucianism and Buddhism is much higher than that of ordinary demons. .

"The methods of Confucianism and Taoism, as well as the methods of Western Buddhists, are indeed not rumors to restrain us."

Chaoyue murmured softly, her eyes lost in thought.

He was thinking about a question, whether he could create a kind of monster that could be cultivated and have the power to restrain Confucianism, Buddhism, and Dayong's martial arts.

If possible, it seems that the demon clan's ambition to dominate the world is not difficult to achieve...

Since the human race can understand the system to restrain the demon race, there is no reason why I can't study the power that can restrain the human race...

If it can really be researched by myself, then my name will probably be permanently recorded in the world for future demons to look up to...

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

"There will come a day."

His voice was soft but firm.

The big man on the other side looked at his side face in confusion...

Lu Yuanzhi also heard such an inexplicable sentence.

He frowned and looked at the strange-looking young man in front of him.

The red mole on the young man's eyebrow made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Will there ever be such a day? ?
What does it mean?
Lu Yuanzhi looked at the young man calmly.

Just as he was meditating, the two people on the stage had already used the strongest means in their lives against each other.

"Boom!"

A loud noise attracted everyone's attention.

Lu Yuanzhi was also attracted. He looked towards the ring and saw that the ring was filled with smoke, making it difficult to see the conditions of the two people under the smoke.

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(End of this chapter)