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Taixue Palace.

There were sword shadows.

Four against one, four Confucian disciples from the fifth realm joined forces to fight against Li Ziye, whose cultivation was completely ruined.

Among the four people, Li Ziye stood with a sword in his hand, his feet touching the ground, but they were floating on the ground and did not really touch the ground.

After fighting for more than ten moves, the four of them joined forces, but not only failed to gain an advantage, but were completely suppressed. Their distinct sword proficiency shocked the Confucian disciples who were watching.

"Don't Professor Li have no cultivation? Why is he still so powerful?"

Around him, a famous Confucian disciple looked at each other, unable to believe the results he saw.

Since the last time he taught Tai Chi, Li Ziye was once again invited by Taixue Palace to start a class with only one purpose, to beat the Confucian disciples.

When Li Ziye agreed to come and teach, he naturally had his own plans.

In one word, win-win.

"It's clear to everyone that Professor Li is at a disadvantage due to his absolute strength. However, even if the four of them join forces, they still can't win. I don't need to say more about what the problem is!"

In front of many Confucian disciples, Chen Qiaoer glanced at the disciples on both sides and said coldly, "On weekdays, I let you practice martial arts hard. Everyone is self-righteous and always thinks how powerful they are. Now, let you take a closer look. How far are you from the real martial arts?" No matter how far behind the masters are, even if Mr. Li has not lost his cultivation, he will still have no suspense in beating you."

All around, many Confucian disciples fell silent when they heard the Master's reprimand, not daring to say anything.

On the side, Shuru and Leru looked at each other and smiled, very satisfied with the result.

Sure enough, having the boys from the Li family come over and beat these idiots is the most intimidating way. Four people working together can't even beat a disabled person with no cultivation, and they can't find an excuse even if they want to.

This is much more effective than asking Xiao Wangyu to teach them a lesson.

"Lessons are lessons, but I didn't expect such a huge gap." Beside them, the bald Danru sighed as he looked at the battle ahead.

This is four against one. If outsiders know the result, they would think that the Confucian disciples are just cats and dogs that are worthless.

"This boy from the Li family cannot be judged by ordinary reasoning."

The scholar said sternly, "Ignoring other things, just in terms of understanding of power, there is a gulf-like gap between us disciples and him."

In martial arts, it has never been the case that whoever has greater strength or higher cultivation level will be stronger.

"It's time to decide the outcome."

While the two were talking, Bai Wangyu, beside him, narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke as a reminder.

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Li Ziye moving in the battle ahead. His figure was phantom-like, and a ghost-like figure instantly appeared in front of the four of them, making it difficult to tell the truth from the truth.

The expressions of the four Confucian disciples changed slightly, and they swung their swords at the same time, slashing at the shadow in front of them.

Outside the battle, Chen Qiaoer and the other four frowned when they saw this.

Lost.

The next moment, afterimages gathered in front of a Confucian disciple. Li Ziye appeared and was knocked away with a palm.

At the same time, in front of the Confucian disciple behind him, the Chunjun Sword flew through the air and stopped in front of his throat.

The two Confucian disciples were defeated, and the other two disciples reacted, paused, and did not continue the fight.

"Just a little bit."

Li Ziye said with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to hold the pure Jun sword back, then returned to the machine chair and inserted the sword into the scabbard.

"Li Jiaoxi, can you teach us your sword-wielding skills?" A bold Confucian disciple came back to his senses and asked excitedly.

"Yes, yes."

Li Ziye looked at the four masters not far away and said with a smile, "As long as you are not afraid of being scolded."

Sure enough, just as Li Ziye finished speaking, in front of him, the most grumpy Chen Qiaoer's face turned cold. He looked at the disciple who had just spoken and scolded angrily, "You have to learn to run before you can walk. You don't even have sword skills." If you are a scholar, you still want to learn how to handle a sword. With the power of your spiritual consciousness, which one of you can lift the sword!"

"Uh."

The Confucian disciple who was scolded immediately shut up, lowered his head, and did not dare to speak anymore.

"I have given the dismantling of the Flying Immortal Technique's body and sword techniques, the rubbings of the Nine Palaces Flying Star Diagram, and the cultivation method of attaching spiritual consciousness to the Master Shuru. If you have the ability to learn it, go and hide the scriptures. Tana.”

Li Ziye looked at the people around him and said with a smile, "As I said, the opportunity is fair, but you have to work hard to fight for it."

"Brother Li, if you learn how to attach spiritual consciousness, can you compress the spiritual energy of heaven and earth onto the surface of the Pure Jun Sword just like you did just now? Can the five realms fight equally without using true energy?" Behind Le Ru, the little princess Wan Rong Rong opened his mouth and asked.

"can."

Li Ziye did not hide anything and answered affirmatively, "However, it is very difficult. Everyone's path to martial arts is different. You don't need to deliberately practice spiritual attachment. One is because of the requirements for the intensity of spiritual consciousness. Too high. Secondly, it’s unnecessary. For you, it’s a matter of giving up the basics. You haven’t abolished your cultivation. As long as you work hard to polish your moves and strengthen your ability to control the true energy, you can achieve the goal of not losing to the opponent with the minimum effort. The effect of spiritual consciousness attachment, I have no choice but to take the long way, but you have more choices, you don’t have to sacrifice the near for the far.”

The Confucian disciples present had listened to Li Jiaoxi's teachings, looked at each other, and secretly remembered the latter's words in their hearts.

"Shu Ru, has this kid never had a choice since he started practicing martial arts?" Le Ru asked, stroking his long hair at the temples.

"Yes, he's been taking long walks."

The scholar nodded and replied solemnly, "Unlike our disciples, he has many paths to choose from. He doesn't. Whether it is breaking the eight meridians or creating a method of attaching spiritual consciousness, the path he takes is The road that has never been traveled before is not only bumpy and difficult, but also obviously a long way, but even so, he still walked in front of everyone, which is terrible."

"What's scary."

Chen Qiaoer said coldly, "You will know why when you look at his white hair. Everyone is flaunting their efforts. However, the results will not lie. In my opinion, except for this boy from the Li family, I I don’t think anyone deserves the word hard work.”

"Four Masters."

While the three of them were talking, Li Ziye turned the machine chair and came forward, smiling, "I also taught the class, what about night ghosts?"

"I'll ask Wangyu to deliver it to you tonight."

The scholar said calmly, "You kid, you are really anxious."

"There's nothing we can do. Time is running out."

Li Ziye responded in a gentle tone, "The Confucian leader is already urging me. The Suzaku Sect and Bu Xiangsen have made progress. I need to arrange my posthumous affairs as soon as possible."

(Ps: The next chapter will be around 9:[-]!)