My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

"That means!"

Thousands of muscle-bound thugs roared in unison, their voices shattering the leaves on the trees.

"The Master doesn't want to waste words with you! He'll just use his superhuman strength to knock you senseless!!!"

"If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening!" the instructor roared again.

"That means!"

The burly men had bulging veins on their foreheads and their eyes glowed green.

"I found out the way to your house this morning! I'll go over tonight and kill you!!!"

"Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it!"

"Since you're here, let's bury you here!!!"

The furious shouts, accompanied by the thunderous crash of boulders hitting the ground, shook the windows of the neighboring Confucian and Taoist Academy, making them vibrate.

On the wall of the Confucian and Taoist Academy.

A row of scholars dressed in white robes were lying down.

They covered their noses with their sleeves, watching the sweaty, savage-like body cultivators next door.

His face was full of disgust and contempt.

"This is an insult to scholarship! A complete disgrace to scholarship!"

A handsome scholar was shaking a folding fan, heartbroken.

"In broad daylight, disheveled and shouting! To distort the classics of our ancestors into such a thuggish manner is a disgrace to the education system of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Exactly! A bunch of muscle-bound, simple-minded brutes!"

The classmate next to him immediately chimed in.

"I truly don't understand why the imperial court would establish such a crude academy, wasting the Tang Dynasty's cultivation resources!"

The wall next door.

Several physical practitioners who were doing squats while carrying logs keenly heard the Confucian scholars' mockery.

"Bang!"

One of the body cultivators threw a log weighing several thousand kilograms directly onto the ground.

He walked to the corner of the wall and raised a huge middle finger at the Confucian scholar above.

"Shut your beaks! You bunch of defenseless jackals!"

The body cultivator laughed loudly, puffing out his exaggerated pectoral muscles.

"If you can't even lift a stone, and have trouble killing a chicken, what kind of man are you?"

"When we actually get to the battlefield, are you planning to use folding fans to fan the enemy? We'll have to be the ones risking our lives to hold them off!"

"Who are you calling a greyhound?!"

The Confucian scholars were immediately struck where it hurt, and their faces turned red with anger.

"You vulgar brute! How dare you insult a scholar like me!"

"So what if I humiliated you? Come down here and fight me one-on-one! I can take on all three of you with one hand!"

Not to be outdone, the body cultivators gathered around, rubbing their hands together and cracking their knuckles.

"This is an insult to scholarship! I am ashamed to be associated with you!"

Although the Confucian scholars were furious, they wisely chose to jump off the wall when they saw the group of muscular monsters.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to throw out a few classic platitudes.

The mutual dislike between the scholar and the roughneck did not ease with the passage of time.

Instead, the friction intensified in daily life.

Go to the cafeteria for lunch.

Confucian scholars emphasize eating slowly and deliberately, and not speaking while eating or sleeping.

The body cultivator, on the other hand, carried a rice bowl larger than a washbasin and wolfed down his food in a whirlwind.

The moment the two sides met, they would roll their eyes at each other and call each other "starving ghosts" and "sissies."

Walking on Suzaku Avenue.

If the two groups accidentally bumped shoulders, they could stare at each other in the street for half an hour, neither willing to back down first.

This is the current trend of rivalry between the two colleges.

Inevitably, it spread to the power center of the Tang Dynasty—the Taiji Hall!

early morning.

Wei Zheng, the most outspoken critic of the Tang Dynasty, strode to the center of the main hall with a dark expression on his face.

He held up a thick book of memorials, heartbroken and in tears.

"Your Majesty!"

Wei Zheng pointed at Crown Prince Li Chengqian, who was standing at the front of the military ranks, and was filled with righteous indignation.

"This old minister impeaches the Physical Cultivation Academy!"

"They misinterpret the classics of the sages, turning the Analects into some utterly nonsensical 'Random Sayings'!"

"The students they teach are all a bunch of violent, brawling savages who only know how to think with their muscles!"

"This isn't teaching and nurturing students; it's clearly cultivating the criminal underworld of Chang'an!"

"If this continues, the Tang Dynasty's tradition of using culture and education to civilize the world will surely be destroyed!"

Wei Zheng's saliva almost sprayed onto Li Chengqian's face.

Faced with Wei Zheng's fierce artillery fire.

If it were the former crown prince, he would definitely have apologized gently.

But Li Chengqian now.

That's the berserk prince who has awakened the aesthetics of violence!

"Lord Wei, you are mistaken!"

Li Chengqian abruptly flicked his sleeve and stepped forward without backing down.

He sneered, his gaze like two sharp swords.

"A man's romance is all about visceral, real combat! That's the truth!"

"Did you think you could reclaim the territory of the Tang Dynasty by reciting a few pretentious poems in school and lecturing the enemy with grand principles?"

Li Chengqian stood with his hands on his hips, exuding an imposing aura.

"Without the valiant warriors of my Physical Cultivation Academy shedding blood and sweat at the front, using their superhuman strength to knock the enemy unconscious."

"Can you frail scholars really have a peaceful life sitting in the classroom reciting 'Confucius said'?!"

"Nonsense! It's all nonsense!"

Wei Zheng was so angry that his beard trembled. "This is an insult to scholarship! You've mistaken barbarity for glory!"

One is a scholar, the other a warrior; one is old, the other young.

They argued fiercely in the main hall, their faces flushed red.

Both the civil service and military groups joined in, each lending their support.

The entire Taiji Hall had turned into a chaotic marketplace, with people making a huge fuss.

Sitting on the dragon throne, Li Shimin rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling like his head was about to explode.

He looked at Li Chen, who was standing aside watching the show with great interest.

The man was giving the man a frantic wink, which meant: You've caused this mess, so you'd better clean it up for me right now!

however.

Before Li Chen could even speak...

"Report—!!!"

A rogue, covered in sweat, stumbled into the main hall.

"Your Majesty!"

"Something terrible has happened! Something drastic!"

The scoundrel knelt on one knee, panting heavily with anxiety.

"Ten miles south of the city, a miniature secret realm with extremely rich spiritual energy has just been discovered, which is very suitable as a training ground for actual combat."

"result……"

The bad guy swallowed hard.

"As a result, the students from the Confucian and Taoist Academy and the Physical Cultivation Academy fought over ownership of this training ground."

"Outside the city... a full-blown battle has broken out!"

"Several thousand people! They were fighting fiercely, their brains were practically spilling out!"

boom!

The moment this news broke, the imperial court was in an uproar.

"What?!"

Wei Zheng's eyes widened, and his righteous aura erupted like a volcano.

"These uncouth brutes dare to lay a hand on my Confucian scholars! I will teach them a lesson today!"

Li Chengqian was also furious and ripped off the crown prince's golden crown from his head.

His blood and qi surged like boiling smoke.

"Dare to touch my students? A bunch of lapdogs trying to rebel! I'll go and cripple them!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Disregarding court etiquette, the two transformed into two streaks of light, one white and one red, and rushed out of the Taiji Hall.

He rushed off to support his people!

Inside the main hall, the ministers looked at each other in bewilderment.

Li Chen loved watching the drama unfold.

He took out a handful of top-grade spirit melon seeds that he had seized in another world from his storage ring.

He walked up to the dragon throne and gave half of it to Li Shimin.

"Father, shall we go?"