Reborn Mosquito Daoist

Chapter 63 Dharma Protection
"Good saber technique," Han Yu abruptly withdrew his sword, with a playful look on his face: "It's a pity that there is not enough flexibility, and it is difficult to achieve perfection."

Qin Huali's heart tightened when he heard it, and suddenly he used several tricks.There is a ray of gravity law in his knife gang, which is extremely oppressive.However, there is a saying: one vigorous effort, then decline, and three exhaustion.At this moment in the battle, his momentum has long been insufficient.

Mohist martial arts are the most important of momentum, and high mountains and steep rocks are all won by energy.Xunzi knew that Qin Huali's exhaustion was doomed to failure.Looking at Han Yu again, his figure is erratic, his sword is as bright as lightning, he is elegant and noble, and he is unrestrained, but he becomes more courageous as he fights.

Who knew that Han Yu was secretly trying to figure out the true meaning of the law in the opponent's sword, and every move was to force out Qin Huali's comprehension of the power of the law.After a while, seeing that the other party had nothing new to comprehend, Han Yu burst out laughing loudly: "Qi Huali, take another sword strike from me!" Wrap the poultry slippery inside.

Although the group of Mohist disciples headed by Mo Jie were far away, they were overwhelmed by the expanding and rising sword intent, and their minds were shaken for a moment, as if they were mourning.

Suddenly hearing Qin Huali's loud shout, everyone couldn't help but be overjoyed. "You also take my knife!" This knife swung out when there was no way to retreat, condensing all his strength, and the end was majestic.

Geng Jin's sword energy was broken in an instant, and Mo Jie and others were about to applaud Qin Huali, when they saw Han Yu, who had made a mistake and flew back, raised his wrist and hurriedly passed twelve swords, like a lotus platform blooming, and strangled Qin Huali.

Xunzi couldn't help but praised: "Retreating and attacking quickly, the lotus god's wonderful sword, I didn't expect him to really understand the true meaning of the sword!"

Amidst the stern shouting, a wisp of knife light rolled up and turned into a round black light to hold the sword lotus.

The ear-piercing sound was like electric iron filings, the black light gradually became slower and slower, but the sword lotus was spinning like a wheel.Qin Huali obviously lacked back strength. Although he temporarily blocked Han Yu's attack, he was under extreme pressure, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

After a while, he suddenly felt severe pain in his left rib, he had been hit by a sword.Qin Huali was frightened and angry, and his body armor was actually broken, which he never thought of.

The Mohist's top mechanism technique is indeed amazing, if it weren't for the law of gold in Han Yu's sword, it really wouldn't be able to break through the turtle's shell.

A golden word "Sword" had appeared in Han Yu's Qihai acupoint at some point.This is the first ancient proverb that Han Yu has seen, and he still remembers it fresh. The power of sharp gold is the attribute power he first came into contact with.

In the martial arts competition in the academy, the loser was the loser. Seeing Han Yu gaining power without mercy, Qin Huali couldn't afford to lose this old face under the watchful eyes of everyone.One side of this martial arts platform is close to the mountain wall, but at the critical moment it made his eyes shine.Amid the loud shouts, he jumped up in the air and quickly climbed towards the cliff.

To be honest, this cliff might barely be considered a part of Yanwutai, but no one has ever done this before.

All the students looked at each other in blank dismay, but the Mohist students all had a feverish face.

Han Yu laughed loudly, and swept across like a shadow, the long sword flickered in mid-air, covering all of Qin Huali's vital points.

The hidden weapons on Qin Huali's body had long been used up, and while climbing, he grabbed the gravel and shot it.

When masters compete, what they are fighting for is this chance.When Han Yu was riding on Qin Huali to fly the stone, the long sword had pierced like a flash of lightning. Qin Huali only felt a severe pain in his left shoulder, and suddenly knew that his shoulder bone was broken.

"This lunatic!" Qin Huali felt miserable, he was also a semi-saint in the academy, he didn't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, but the madman in front of him didn't show any mercy.Seeing that Han Yu's long sword was being delivered continuously like maggots attached to the bone, he had to fight hard with all his might.

Chasing the cliffs, sweeping across the sky, and the sword is flying in the air, Qin Huali can't remember how many times he has been hit, only his eyes are dim, the figure in front of him is floating, and countless Han Yu...

"Hmph!" Han Yu knocked him unconscious, and flew down with his neck in his hands.

"This……"

"hiss!"

Exclaiming, inhaling, smacking the tongue... Although the outcome has long been guessed, this scene was unexpected.

Without realizing it, Han Yu went straight to Mojie and threw the fainted Qin Huali to him.

"You..." Seeing him coming, Mo Jie's legs had long been weak, and he subconsciously took Qin Huali, his footsteps were flimsy, and they all fell to the ground with a bang.

A group of Mohist students were in a hurry, and it took a long time to help the old man up.

"What should I do if Jijiu is old and frail and broken? Why don't you send him back!" Han Yu frowned, as if Qin Huali's miserable appearance was thrown out by his disciples.

Everyone trembled and finally sent the two out of the martial arts arena.

"Sure enough, he is a fearsome young man!" Xunzi was naturally in a good mood when he saw this domineering fowl deflated.

Han Yu exchanged some pleasantries, and bid farewell to Xunzi and the elders of the school who came to congratulate him on the grounds of hard work and self-cultivation.

The daily management of Jixia Academy is mainly based on sacrificial wine, supplemented by elders, these people are semi-holy masters.However, Han Yu could see clearly that most of these elders were dead for a long time, and the Jixia Academy seemed to be prosperous, but it felt like there were no successors.

In the depths of the academy, Mozi snorted heavily.Qin Huali's defeat put the Momen, who was already in decline, into an embarrassing situation.

The Huang-Lao school is one of the inheritances of Taoism in the human race. Although Zhuangzi is in the Jixia Academy, his disciples are a little cold.But Confucianism and Mohism are different, nearly half of the people in the academy are from these two schools.This is also the origin of the secret struggle between the two factions. As the saying goes, Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. No one wants to become Wen Wu the second and let Confucianism dominate.

Originally, the Mohist school was in good shape, and it was an indisputable fact that Mo Jie had become a young leader outside the Confucian school.But the successive defeats of the young and the old made the previous efforts go to waste.

On the contrary, Confucianism is making a splash this time.

"Meng Ke, what do you think of this Han Yu?" Confucius withdrew his magic power and asked calmly.

Mencius spoke for a long time: "Although he has great righteousness, he is not like a person in my way!"

Confucius nodded and sighed, "This person seems to be covered in a cloud of mist. Even you and I can't see through the magic power of sitting and forgetting together. It's unbelievable!"

"Fortunately, he is a human race..." People who are not my race must have different hearts, but Mencius is not too worried.Sitting under the supernatural power, point directly at the soul, no matter how high your means are, you can't change the essence of the soul.

Confucius looked deeply: "Forget it, this person is proficient in martial arts, so he should be my guardian of Confucianism!"

Mencius nodded in agreement.

Han Yu was groping for the imitation of the ancient words of proverbs in the name of healing and self-cultivation, when he suddenly felt that the Lingtai was cleared up, and many things that he hadn't thought through suddenly became clear.

"This is..." The power of faith has not yet been used, and there is only one power that can make people's spiritual altar clear, "The power of luck?!"

All factions are secretly fighting for this luck.Confucianism is at the height of the sky, and luck is naturally extraordinary. Confucius and Mencius, as the heads of the Confucian school, have made promises. As soon as they spoke, they established Han Yu's identity as the protector of the Confucian sect. This sudden force is exactly the Confucian luck. A bit of feedback.

Han Yu never imagined that as early as the first time he shined brilliantly on the martial arts stage, he aroused the suspicion of Confucius and Mencius. But at that time, his righteousness could not be faked, so Xunzi personally intervened.Afterwards, Kongmeng and Mencius joined forces to perform the supernatural power of sitting and forgetting, but it was also full of fog, and the only thing that could be determined was that the other party was really an out-and-out human race.

Although Han Yu borrowed his body to regenerate Mosquito Daoist, his soul was human in nature.Although Confucius and Mencius had great means, they couldn't see through his real body with just a single divine thought.

(End of this chapter)