My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 176 Zeng Anmin: Wouldn’t that make me perfect?
When the princess saw Bixuan trying to escape, she felt slightly relieved.

But after hearing what Qin Shoucheng said, her expression became slightly stunned.

"Why does Dean Qin say that?"

The eldest princess hesitated for a moment, then looked down at Qin Shoucheng.

Qin Shoucheng raised his chin slightly and looked at Bixuan in front of him with a hint of coldness in his eyes:
"It would be fine if I didn't meet him, but now that I have, how can I let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

His eyes were fixed on Bixuan.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Your Highness, please take good care of this boy. I will take care of the rest!"

After saying this, Qin Shoucheng looked indifferent and slowly stepped forward.

"Da da."

One step, two steps.

Qin Shoucheng and Zeng Anmin passed each other.

"Qin Yuan is mighty!"

Zeng Anmin looked at Qin Shoucheng's face full of coldness, grinned, and gave him a weak thumbs up.

"Ah."

Qin Shoucheng snorted coldly and ignored Zeng Anmin, but slowly walked towards Bixuan in front.

"The way of writing is to be sincere and to be thorough. It is called: trapped!"

As Qin Shoucheng's voice fell.

"Boom!!!"

In the air, the huge Dharma image was like a giant standing between heaven and earth.

The giant had an indifferent expression and looked at Bixuan indifferently.

next moment.

A huge green brush slowly appeared.

The giant raised his hand and wrote in the air!

As each stroke slowly falls.

A huge word "Zhen" slowly appeared.

Heading quickly towards Bixuan's direction.

In front.

Bixuan was flying in the air.

Suddenly, his whole body trembled.

He saw that the huge word "Zhen" was like a leech attached to his bones and he could not escape.

His eyes became completely gloomy.

He narrowed his eyes, and the tiger-like majesty on his face was dignified.

"He is only a fourth-rank Confucian cultivator. I just don't want to get entangled with him..."

"I never thought you would be so offensive."

Bixuan turned around brazenly:

"Then, let's go on a killing spree!!"

The terrifying power on his body slowly gathered.

"Wow!!"

An invisible sound wave suddenly spread outward along with Bi Xuan's voice!
next moment.

Countless flying birds were startled along the entire mountain path.

Zeng Anmin also felt a powerful force pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to move.

The eldest princess behind him had a flushed face, and the light armor on her body was almost deformed by the mighty power of Bixuan!

"Third rank... great demon..."

The eldest princess' voice was tinged with difficulty.

It was obvious that although she was a fourth-rank warrior, she still had no chance to fight back in the face of such a huge gap in realm.

Even under this great power.

The eldest princess was staggering and shaking.

"careful!"

Zeng Anmin quickly reached out to stop him.

At this critical moment, his hand accidentally wrapped around the eldest princess's slender waist.

"Hi~"

Soft, delicate, smooth...

Even though he was wearing light armor, Zeng Anmin had no time to think about this when his life and death were at stake.

"Cough cough!"

After he supported the eldest princess, he coughed dryly and quickly moved his arm away.

The eldest princess steadied her body, and she naturally felt Zeng Anmin's strong arms.

The extremely beautiful complexion looked a little unnatural.

But he didn't say much.

"Your Highness, why is it that the pressure from the power and authority that I am under is not that great..."

Zeng Anmin started to change the subject and looked up at the eldest princess seriously.

The princess pursed her lips, then slowly raised her head and looked at Bi Xuan in the air: "It has something to do with the realm. The higher the realm, the greater the pressure."

"Plus, you are a Confucianist, so you have more authority than warriors in resisting the monsters."

"I see. Thank you for clearing up my confusion, Your Highness."

Zeng Anmin saluted to the eldest princess solemnly, and then looked towards the scene as if nothing had happened.

The eldest princess glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

All I could see was his angular profile.

……

"Roar!!!"

In the field.

The black air on Bixuan's body was like a tornado, forming a huge vortex.

Across the entire huge mountain road.

Fallen leaves and dust were all involuntarily drawn into the magnetic field by this huge vortex.

at the same time.

The huge "Zhen" character on the Confucian and Taoist image also fell on Bixuan.

"Om!!"

The huge whirlpool collided strongly with the word "Zhen"!
"Bang!!!"

A huge air wave visible to the naked eye spread out from the center of the vortex.

The fallen leaves turned into powder under this wind wave.

The dust turned into nothingness under this huge wave.

The huge waves were getting faster and faster, heading towards Zeng Anmin.

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and stretched out his arms to cover his face.

"careful!"

The eldest princess was quick-witted and quick-handed. Before the huge wave hit, she stretched out her white jade fingers and directly grabbed Zeng Anmin's outstretched arm.

In desperation, he grabbed Zeng Anmin's hand.

It is a time of crisis.

The next moment, he was pulled onto the tree by a huge force.

At the same time, huge waves broke the big tree under their feet!
"Click~"

The huge waves continue to surge forward.

The big trees in the forest bent one after another, and the sounds of breaking were heard one after another.

"Hi~"

Seeing this scene, Zeng Anmin took a breath of cold air.

It was not until this time that he formed a very concrete impression of the "third-grade" great demon.

Just the aftermath of a battle actually had such exaggerated combat power!
He raised his head in horror and looked towards the field.

"cough!"

The eldest princess coughed and let go of Zeng Anmin's hand.

amount……

Zeng Anmin pretended nothing had happened and looked up at the field.

……

At this time, Qin Shoucheng stood on the ground.

An extremely rich and majestic green aura enveloped his body.

The oncoming huge wave of demonic energy did not cause him even the slightest harm.

At this moment, the huge green Confucian and Taoist image above his head was also looking coldly at Bixuan in the air.

Bixuan was still suspended in the air.

However, after the two of them attacked each other just now.

He looked even more embarrassed.

The clothes on his body were somewhat torn.

Obviously, the word "zhen" that Dean Qin just said caused him some interference.

Bi Xuan looked coldly at Qin Shoucheng lying on the ground:
"Extreme Confucianism?"

"No wonder you dare to be so relentless towards me."

His face couldn't help but become extremely solemn.

But there was also a hint of sarcasm in his words:
"When questioning one's conscience, one sacrifices physical strength and the ability to resist natural disasters, just to exert greater restraint on my demon race. What does such an extreme Confucian cultivator want?"

"Do you really think that the emperor of the Great Saint Dynasty will use you more because of this?"

Qin Shoucheng showed no reaction to these words.

He just raised his head slowly, and his voice resounded between heaven and earth:

"Kill the demons to bring peace to the people."

……

Bixuan's face turned ugly.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the skinny old man standing on the ground.

In the concept of the demon clan.

No matter what you do, you are the one who takes yourself first.

Obviously, he couldn't understand the choices of these crazy Confucianists. They would rather put themselves in danger than exert greater restraint on the demons...

With its poor head, it just couldn't understand the word "integrity".

……

A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Shoucheng's mouth.

He looked at Bi Xuan calmly:

"If you encounter an ordinary fourth-rank Confucian cultivator, with the restraint of Confucianism, it will cause some trouble to you, Bixuan, but it will be just a little trouble at most."

"So you chose to avoid the fight just now, not because you were afraid, but because you were too lazy to cause trouble."

"But now you have met me, the so-called 'extreme' Confucian cultivator in your words."

"So, you don't have to run."

"Because you are going to die."

Isn't it just playing with psychological pressure?

I am your ancestor.

When Qin Shoucheng said this, his voice was leisurely and the corners of his mouth were raised.

……

Bixuan's expression became increasingly gloomy.

Obviously, Qin Shoucheng's words touched his heart.

Extreme Confucianism really makes the monster sick...

"Really? Life or death, I want to make my own decision?!"

Bixuan's voice was a little deeper.

The aura on his body began to slowly gather, and the pressure overflowed from him, slowly spreading to the surroundings.

……

Zeng Anmin in the field narrowed his eyes.

He heard a lot of information from Qin Shoucheng's words.

"Extreme Confucianism..."

Zeng Anmin murmured slowly.

The thoughts in his mind went back to the time when he was in the Xuan Jing Division in Liangjiang County.

To a fish demon that is also of the fourth rank.

Qin Shoucheng's attack was like thunder, killing with one strike.

He was still surprised at the time.

Even if the Confucian cultivators have great control over the demon race, they can't just kill the same level instantly in just a few days, right? ?

Moreover, he was promoted to the fifth rank of Saint.

Although he only understood the offensive technique of "Hu".

But one can clearly feel that this attacking technique is definitely powerful.

It can affect both ordinary people and warriors.

But what about Qin Shoucheng back then?
Facing the fourth-grade fish monster, he attacked fiercely.

Facing the seventh-rank warrior Xu Tong, he became timid...

Today he understood these doubts.

"Ask your heart..."

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes, looking thoughtful.

"It seems that Dean Qin made a choice when he was examining his conscience and became an extreme Confucian cultivator, targeting only the demon race, sacrificing his influence on warriors and ordinary people..."

And at this time.

Even when facing a third-grade demon clan.

Dean Qin's words still can kill...

Is this how extreme Confucianists restrain the demon race?

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath.

No wonder he was a fifth-rank Confucian cultivator, had a golden appearance, and had six Confucian artifacts by his side.

Just now, I was like an ant in front of Bi Xuan.

And Qin Shoucheng, who is only one rank higher than himself, can make Bi Xuan afraid... and from what Qin Yuan said, it seems that he can even be killed?

Okay, the case was solved because I wasn’t extreme enough!

Thinking of this, Zeng Anmin's eyes became brighter and brighter.

He felt as if he had embarked on a path that had never been taken before!

"If, when I examine my conscience, I also choose to be an extreme Confucian practitioner, then my control over the demons and evil spirits will reach its peak!"

"And I am a warrior, so I am not afraid that my noble spirit will sacrifice the characteristics of a heroic warrior and an ordinary person."

"So, I can be even stronger!"

Zeng Anmin's eyes became brighter and brighter.

However, he kept this thought in his heart and would not show it.

……

"war!!"

Bixuan knew he didn't need to run anymore.

When you meet a crazy Confucian cultivator like this, you can only fight!
Furthermore, we must fight without reservation!!
"Let it burn!!"

Bixuan laughed crazily.

That rampant laughter was like the most tragic horn in the world.

next moment.

More black gas was visibly emanating from its body.

The black air brought people incomparable fear.

"嗞～"

The black gas was like a flame, dancing wildly on its body.

At the same time, Bixuan's body also underwent extremely surprising changes.

The horns on his head began to break inch by inch.

Became a bloody mess.

His body also turned black.

Like ink.

It was a mighty power that made people's hearts tremble uncontrollably!
Its eyes also turned dark.

"Jie Jie..."

His laugh was disgusting.

In an instant.

He leaned down!!
"Chirp!!"

Bixuan's extremely evil body was clearly still in the air.

But the surrounding trees were already leaning to one side or the other.

"Bang!!!"

The next moment, Bixuan appeared in front of Qin Shoucheng.

But it was blocked by the extremely dense and majestic green energy.

When I looked up again, the figure of Bixuan in the air slowly disappeared.

“Afterimage…”

Zeng Anmin's three views were refreshed.

What a speed! !
It turns out that the Bixuan in the air was just an afterimage! !
His speed... is so fast!!

"The saint said: This book can suppress the demons of all ages!!"

at the same time.

Qin Shoucheng's voice also rang out.

The huge Dharma image in the air suddenly opened its eyes.

A brush was held in the hand of the Dharma image.

"town!!"

It is still a huge word "Town"!

However, the words this time were bigger and clearer than the previous ones, and the azure righteousness was almost suppressed! !

"Bang!!"

The speed seemed to be even faster than the speed at which Bixuan moved just now! !
In the blink of an eye, he had appeared on Bixuan's body in the field.

"嗞～"

The moment the word "Zhen" touched Bixuan.

Then I heard a sound that made my teeth ache.

The word "Zhen" was like a mountain, pressing down heavily on Bixuan.

Make it hard to move...

At the same time, it was also eroding his body.

However, at this moment, he seemed to feel no pain. He madly waved his fists wrapped in thick black air, and punched on the protective shield formed by the righteous energy one after another!
Qin Shoucheng's lips curled up in a hint of sarcasm.

He looked at Bi Xuan who was so close to him calmly:
"Good boy, go a little crazier..."

……

Zeng Anmin was a little dazzled.

The eldest princess' voice became solemn:

"What a decisive Bixuan!"

"It actually burned the ancestral blood directly."

Zeng Anmin looked up at the princess blankly:
"What does it mean to burn ancestral blood?"

The princess took a deep breath and said, "The way the demon race advances is different from that of warriors. Warriors tap into the potential in their bodies and move forward step by step."

"But the demon race cultivates the blood in their bodies. The richer the blood power is, the more thorough the return to their ancestral roots, and the stronger their combat power will be."

"Burning the ancestral blood is to stimulate the blood power in the body to gain a temporary boost, but this also means burning your cultivation..."

"Bixuan is indeed a third-grade demon that has been able to cultivate in modern times. He was able to see the situation clearly in such a short time and chose to burn his ancestral blood."

The princess said this.

But he didn't notice that Bi Xuan, who was attacking Qin Shoucheng, looked over here inadvertently...

Those eyes were filled with murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)