Martial Cultivator

A war is about to break out.

One is a Confucian saint who has not fought with anyone for many years, and the other is a demon king who has been in seclusion for many years but has already become famous.

Seeing that the green energy filling the sky behind the scholar actually suppressed his demonic energy behind him, the man in white robe smiled.

A scholar is just a guy who talks nonsense. How can he fight?

With a thought in his mind, the rich black demonic energy behind him suddenly turned from black to snow-white at this moment, like a heavy snow, whistling behind him.

Amidst the heavy snow in the sky, a long snow-white dragon slowly came out, opening its huge mouth behind the white-robed man, and the roar of the dragon was continuous.

The dean of the academy smiled calmly and said sarcastically, "If it's a real dragon, I really think it's extraordinary. What kind of kid is it for a little dragon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the clear air behind the dean of the academy instantly turned into a stream of cyan rainbows and rushed towards the opposite side.

Like countless blue ribbons, they were winding towards the white dragon.

"Wait until I peel off your dragon scales, pull out your dragon tendons, and use them to make a big bow!"

The dean of the academy took another step forward, and countless cracks appeared on the ground in front of him, spreading towards the man in white robe over there.

"As expected of a scholar, he can really joke. When I went south to overlook your mountains and rivers, why didn't I see a scholar come out to take action against me?"

The white-robed man squinted at the green energy rising from the cracks. With just a thought, the surrounding fog rose, and strips of sea water came out of thin air, gathering in front of him to form a sea wall countless feet high.

The waves are already here, and all it takes is a strong wind to make the waves rough here.

"So it's you, you beast. What's your name, Bai Jing?"

After all, the dean of the academy is the leader of scholars in the world. He has read too many books. Under Bai Jing's words, he remembered the old incident. Back then, a demon king went south and plundered the mountains and rivers. , the human monks at that time were not completely invincible, but those who could defeat him were either in retreat, or simply did not want to get involved in this matter, so he allowed him to dominate the human cultivation world.

Although the human race is not as powerful as the demon race, it is indeed not to the point where a demon king can bully them casually.

Bai Jing was a little surprised, "I didn't expect that anyone would know my name now."

"I see that you haven't made any progress after all this time."

Grains of green light kept appearing in front of the Academy Dean, and then they were crushed by him little by little, turning into ripples. In just a moment, countless words were slowly forming in front of the Academy Dean.

"It's really boring, even a fight is like this."

Bai Jing didn't bother to wait for the waves in front of him to surge into the sky, so he took the initiative to walk forward, passed through the sea wall, and stepped into the dojo opened by the dean of the academy.

The dean of the academy frowned slightly, but deep down he was already furious. I have been practicing for so many years and am a Confucian saint. Why am I so insignificant in your eyes?

However, before the anger was over, the dean of the academy sighed. There is really nothing to say about this matter. Although he is not weak at the end of Wangyou, he is not a person like Zhenren Wuhao and the master of the Sword Sect. , against the ordinary Wangyou Dou, you can still bully him a little, but if you encounter this demon king who has been rampant in the human race in the early years, he is also somewhat powerless.

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The dean of the academy glanced at Liu Banbi in the distance, and then at Xie Nandu who couldn't see him. He was a little dissatisfied. "Liu Banbi, you don't even study anymore to practice your fucking sword. How come you haven't mastered it yet?" A great swordsman is coming?

If you become the Great Sword Immortal, as a teacher, do I still have to worry about people not listening when I reason with you? Do you still need to do it yourself?

There is also his close disciple Xie Nandu, who has nine natal flying swords. He is a good embryonic sword fairy. He doesn't practice swords well, so he studies the art of war.

How misguided!

However, with so many thoughts, in fact, in the blink of an eye, the dean of the academy was still focused on Bai Jing in front of him.

Bai Jing had arrived in front of him, holding down a piece of text with his hand, and then used his majestic energy to crush it in an instant. However, after the words spread out and turned into green light, they did not dissipate. After that, they appeared in front of the demon king. side.

Bai Jing lowered his head slightly, feeling a little curious about the means by which the green light circulated.

But when he looked up, he saw a small fist, wrapped in endless green light, and hit Bai Jing mercilessly.

This made Bai Jing even more curious. Nowadays, scholars are like this. Is there someone in front of me who looks like a swordsman? This Confucian saint is also a martial artist?

The dean of the academy, who had rolled up his sleeves early, punched out, and there was thunder in the sky and the earth, and endless awe-inspiring righteousness flowed out from his fist. Not only did Bai Jing suddenly seem to see a waterfall, but his ears It really is the sound of water hitting rocks.

This punch hit Bai Jing in an instant.

Bai Jing had to take two steps back to temporarily dissipate the majestic aura contained in this punch, but he did not expect that after the Confucian saint opposite him punched out, he seemed to start to gain momentum, and then his fist stopped. Stop, leaving a trail of cyan traces in mid-air.

Bai Jing, who lost the initiative, had to retreat slowly, but every time he took a step back, the Confucian saint in front of him took a step forward, leaving an afterimage behind the previous step.

After dozens of steps, there were dozens of afterimages of the Academy Dean standing on a road.

Bai Jing had no way to retreat. He stood in front of the sea wall with his sleeves rolled up, avoiding the powerful punch of the academy dean. After that, he thought that this wave of offensive would stop at this moment, but who could have imagined that what would happen next The last afterimage bumped forward, and dozens of afterimages hit his body one after another. After the countless afterimages merged together, the dean of the academy directly punched Bai Jing into the sea wall. among.

But Bai Jing didn't stop there, but kept being knocked away towards the distance.

Can't stop.

Then, in Liu Banbi's eyes, he saw that he, a gentleman who had not touched anyone for who knows how many years, jumped up, fell into the air, reached out and grabbed a blue ribbon, and the ribbon turned into a chain in an instant. , wrapping around the body of the white dragon.

The dean of the academy stepped heavily on the white dragon's head, holding the chain with one hand and waving it with the other.

Great romance!

Liu Banbi was stunned.

This damn gentleman is so good at fighting?

He couldn't help but give his husband a thumbs up, it was really amazing.

This is Liu Banbi's true thoughts at this moment.

The words behind the dean of the academy followed him like a shadow. The Confucian saint looked up to the sky and laughed, "I have the magical ability to bind dragons, why don't I bind monsters and dragons?" A war was about to break out.

One is a Confucian saint who has not fought with anyone for many years, and the other is a demon king who has been in seclusion for many years but has already become famous.

Seeing that the green energy filling the sky behind the scholar actually suppressed his demonic energy behind him, the man in white robe smiled.

A scholar is just a guy who talks nonsense. How can he fight?

With a thought in his mind, the rich black demonic energy behind him suddenly turned from black to snow-white at this moment, like a heavy snow, whistling behind him.

Amidst the heavy snow in the sky, a long snow-white dragon slowly came out, opening its huge mouth behind the white-robed man, and the roar of the dragon was continuous.

The dean of the academy smiled calmly and said sarcastically, "If it's a real dragon, I really think it's extraordinary. What kind of kid is it for a little dragon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the clear air behind the dean of the academy instantly turned into a stream of cyan rainbows and rushed towards the opposite side.

Like countless blue ribbons, they were winding towards the white dragon.

"Wait until I peel off your dragon scales, pull out your dragon tendons, and use them to make a big bow!"

The dean of the academy took another step forward, and countless cracks appeared on the ground in front of him, spreading towards the man in white robe over there.

"As expected of a scholar, he can really joke. When I went south to overlook your mountains and rivers, why didn't I see a scholar come out to take action against me?"

The white-robed man squinted at the green energy rising from the cracks. With just a thought, the surrounding fog rose, and strips of sea water came out of thin air, gathering in front of him to form a sea wall countless feet high.

The waves are already here, and all it takes is a strong wind to make the waves rough here.

"So it's you, you beast. What's your name, Bai Jing?"

After all, the dean of the academy is the leader of scholars in the world. He has read too many books. Under Bai Jing's words, he remembered the old incident. Back then, a demon king went south and plundered the mountains and rivers. , the human monks at that time were not completely invincible, but those who could defeat him were either in retreat, or simply did not want to get involved in this matter, so he allowed him to dominate the human cultivation world.

Although the human race is not as powerful as the demon race, it is indeed not to the point where a demon king can bully them casually.

Bai Jing was a little surprised, "I didn't expect that anyone would know my name now."

"I see that you haven't made any progress after all this time."

Beads of green light kept appearing in front of the Academy Dean, and then they were crushed bit by bit by him, turning into ripples. In just a moment, countless words were slowly forming in front of the Academy Dean.

"It's really boring, even a fight is like this."

Bai Jing didn't bother to wait for the waves in front of him to surge into the sky, so he took the initiative to walk forward, passed through the sea wall, and stepped into the dojo opened by the dean of the academy.

The dean of the academy frowned slightly, but deep down he was already furious. I have been practicing for so many years and am a Confucian saint. Why am I so insignificant in your eyes?

However, before the anger was over, the dean of the academy sighed. There is really nothing to say about this matter. Although he is not weak at the end of Wangyou, he is not a person like Zhenren Wuhao and the master of the Sword Sect. , against the ordinary Wangyou Dou, you can still bully him a little, but if you encounter this demon king who has been rampant in the human race in the early years, he is also somewhat powerless.

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The dean of the academy glanced at Liu Banbi in the distance, and then at Xie Nandu who couldn't see him. He was a little dissatisfied. "Liu Banbi, you don't even study anymore to practice your fucking sword. How come you haven't mastered it yet?" A great swordsman is here?

If you become a great swordsman, as a teacher, do I still have to worry about people not listening when I reason with you? Do you still need to do it yourself?

There is also his close disciple Xie Nandu, who has nine natal flying swords. He is a good embryonic sword fairy. He doesn't practice swords well, so he studies the art of war.

How misguided!

However, with so many thoughts, in fact, in the blink of an eye, the dean of the academy was still focused on Bai Jing in front of him.

Bai Jing had arrived in front of him, holding down a piece of text with his hand, and then used his majestic energy to crush it in an instant. However, after the words spread out and turned into green light, they did not dissipate. After that, they appeared in front of the demon king. side.

Bai Jing lowered his head slightly, feeling a little curious about the means by which the green light circulated.

But when he looked up, he saw a small fist, wrapped in endless green light, and hit Bai Jing mercilessly.

This makes Bai Jing even more curious. Nowadays, scholars are like this. Is there someone in front of me who looks like a swordsman? This Confucian saint is also a martial artist?

The dean of the academy, who had rolled up his sleeves early, punched out, and there was thunder in the sky and the earth, and endless awe-inspiring righteousness flowed out from his fist. Not only did Bai Jing suddenly seem to see a waterfall, but his ears It really is the sound of water hitting rocks.

This punch hit Bai Jing in an instant.

Bai Jing had to take two steps back to temporarily dissipate the majestic aura contained in this punch, but he didn't expect that after the Confucian saint opposite him punched out, he seemed to start to gain momentum, and then his fist stopped. Stop, leaving a trail of cyan traces in mid-air.

Bai Jing, who lost the initiative, had to retreat slowly, but every time he took a step back, the Confucian saint in front of him took a step forward, leaving an afterimage behind the previous step.

After dozens of steps, there were dozens of afterimages of the Academy Dean standing on a road.

Bai Jing had no way to retreat. He stood in front of the sea wall with his sleeves rolled up, avoiding the powerful punch of the academy dean. After that, he thought that this wave of offensive would stop at this moment, but who could have imagined that what would happen next The last afterimage bumped forward, and dozens of afterimages hit his body one after another. After the countless afterimages merged together, the dean of the academy directly punched Bai Jing into the sea wall. among.

But Bai Jing didn't stop there, but kept being knocked away towards the distance.

Can't stop.

Then, in Liu Banbi's eyes, he saw that he, a gentleman who had not touched anyone for who knows how many years, jumped up, fell into the air, reached out and grabbed a blue ribbon, and the ribbon turned into a chain in an instant. , wrapping around the body of the white dragon.

The dean of the academy stepped heavily on the white dragon's head, holding the chain with one hand and waving it with the other.

Great romance!

Liu Banbi was stunned.

This damn gentleman is so good at fighting?

He couldn't help but give his husband a thumbs up, it was really amazing.

This is Liu Banbi's true thoughts at this moment.

The words behind the dean of the academy followed him like a shadow. The Confucian saint looked up to the sky and laughed, "I have the magical ability to bind dragons, why don't I bind monsters and dragons?"