Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"My God! What kind of power is this? This Confucian student is so powerful?"

"I am not seeing things, a Juren can actually fight with the dean of the Hanlin Academy?"

"Am I dreaming?"

The Legalist students looked at the two people fighting in the field, their eyes full of disbelief, Ci Song's strength has surpassed their cognition.

Then, a strong sword intent filled the air, making everyone present feel a chill. This sword intent seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld, with endless coldness and the breath of death, which made people shudder.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded, accompanied by a powerful energy fluctuation. Yang Taotian's body was hit hard by an invisible force, like a meteorite falling to the ground, smashing a huge pit in the ground. Smoke and dust filled the air, soil and rocks splashed, and it was a mess.

"Bang!"

Another muffled sound, and a shrill scream came from the pit.

At the same time, Ci Song was also panting and half-kneeling at the edge of the pit. His right hand held the Shuihan Sword, and the sword body was inserted into the ground, barely supporting his body. His face was pale and he looked tired, obviously exhausted. He looked up at Yang Taotian, with a trace of doubt and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Dean!"

The students of the martial arts academy were all panicked and shouted when they saw Yang Taotian's condition.

"What the hell are you arguing about?"

Yang Taotian roared fiercely, shocking the students around him. Everyone came closer and saw that Yang Taotian was covered in blood and his clothes were chopped to pieces by the sword. He showed an extremely shocked expression on his face.

"Boy, your talent really surprised me. That sword just now already made me feel threatened. If you let me grow up, you will suffer a lot in the future. Today I will get rid of you for the Fa family!"

Although Yang Taotian looked miserable, he did not suffer too serious internal injuries. He only had some superficial injuries, which made him feel a little painful.

"Get rid of me? Just you?"

Ci Song forced himself to take a breath and stood up, patted the dust on his body, and looked at Yang Taotian with disdain.

"Hmm?"

Yang Taotian's face changed, and then his body suddenly expanded, his momentum soared into the sky, and huge energy fluctuations exploded on his body.

"Just me!"

The huge energy fluctuations swept towards Ci Song like a wave, but Ci Song was calm and stood there indifferently, as if the huge waves could not push him away.

"Hey, you want to get rid of Ci Song, have you asked me?"

Zhuang Diemeng suddenly blocked in front of Ci Song.

Yang Taotian's face changed slightly when he saw Zhuang Diemeng, but then he said coldly: "A little girl dares to block my way?"

"Oh? Little girl?"

Yang Taotian's face changed again when he heard this, because he felt that the atmosphere around him was twisted and squeezed violently, which made his body almost unable to move.

"If you don't want to die, get out of our way today!"

Zhuang Diemeng said coldly, and then Yang Taotian's body directly rotated in this violently twisted atmosphere, and then "bang" heavily hit the big pit on the ground. This time, even the edge of the pit was cracked.

"Wow!"

Yang Taotian screamed again, and then spit out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to climb out of the pit, looked at Zhuang Diemeng in shock, and then stepped back.

"What? How could you, a little girl?"

Not only was Yang Taotian shocked, even Ci Song did not expect that Zhuang Diemeng could burst out with such a strong force.

"No, this momentum on you comes from external objects, not from you."

As a Hanlin, Yang Taotian saw through Zhuang Diemeng's trick in an instant. This little girl must have used external forces.

"Oh, you found out."

Zhuang Diemeng touched the back of her head embarrassedly, with a "naive" look, and smiled foolishly.

Ci Song looked at Zhuang Diemeng helplessly, "Ah?"

Zhuang Diemeng giggled, "Don't worry, I know my limits and won't let you die!"

"Hmm?"

Yang Taotian's face turned red and white, and finally gritted his teeth, "Let's go together!"

"Okay!"

Zhuang Diemeng smiled and nodded, and with a wave of her hand, a black pill was sent into Ci Song's mouth.

"This is the pill I made, which can speed up your recovery. I have informed Brother Ning of the news that we are here. Let's hold on for a while, and he should be here soon."

Zhuang Diemeng drew out his sword and prepared to deal with Yang Taotian together with Ci Song.

At this moment, a melodious flute sound broke the originally quiet atmosphere, like a clear spring in a valley, pure and profound. This flute sound seemed to have magic power, instantly attracting everyone's attention. However, as the notes jumped, the originally clear sky suddenly changed.

"Hmm?"

The snowflakes falling from the sky were as white as jade, and they shone with charming luster under the reflection of the sun. However, behind this beautiful scene lies a chilling murderous intent. Yang Taotian felt this strong murderous aura, his face suddenly changed, his pupils shrank, as if he was afraid of something.

Yang Taotian's face changed again, he could sense the strong murderous intent in the fluttering snowflakes.

Snowflakes fluttered down, each one seemed to carry an icy blade, attacking Yang Taotian. He swung the giant hammer in his hand vigorously, trying to resist the biting cold. However, the cold seemed to have life, flexibly bypassing his hammer and constantly eroding his body.

With a "bang", Yang Taotian's body was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture, and the horror on his face solidified at that moment. Then there was another "bang", and the ice sculpture exploded into countless pieces of ice, flying everywhere. Yang Taotian's robes also turned into ashes at this moment, leaving only a pair of shorts, looking a little embarrassed.

There was silence all around, everyone held their breath and stared at the piece of broken ice. And in this piece of broken ice, Yang Taotian's figure gradually condensed into shape. He lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something.

"Brother Ning is here?" Zhuang Diemeng looked around curiously, and the expression on his face couldn't stop being excited.

"No, not Brother Ning."

Ci Song's originally solemn face suddenly showed a smile. His smile gradually became brighter, until finally, he laughed out loud.

"Hey, are you stupid?"

Zhuang Diemeng looked at the smile on Ci Song's face, and his expression became a little weird.

"Is Ci Song stupid? No, I have to take him back safely. After all, it's my fault. It seems that I can only use my best weapon!"

Just when Zhuang Diemeng was looking for his magic weapon in the jade pendant, two figures appeared in front of him and Ci Song.

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