Chapter 523 Master Teacher 101 (3)
The screen directly above the stage suddenly changed, revealing a spacious, bright, and empty interior.
The crowd couldn't help but gasp in surprise, as two black iron chains pierced the air and fell down, with the Mo family's Vermilion Bird carrying a man and a woman landing steadily.
Jianli played the zither, and Xue Nu played the flute. The two joined forces, and the scenery around them changed. Countless gears came together to form a huge mechanical city, which then exploded into brilliant fireworks, forming the two large characters "Mo Family".
"Gao Jianli of the Mohist School."
"Mo Family Snow Maiden".
Before anyone could react, a giant mechanical snake descended from the sky, ruining the atmosphere the two had created.
With his white hair flying wildly on the mechanical snake, Gongshu Chou, whose body was half-reconstructed from machinery, raised a sinister and arrogant sneer: "Gongshu Chou of the Gongshu family!"
The three faced off, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
At this moment, snowflakes danced and gently separated the three people. After they sat down far apart, an old man with a long white beard and wearing a loose and flowing Taoist robe came on his sword. Behind him were a beautiful and refined girl carrying a sword and a kind-faced man surrounded by talismans.
"The Taoist master Xiaoyaozi".
"Taoist Dream of Dawn".
"Taoist Master Mu Xuzi".
Then, the crimson moonlight forcefully pierced through the snow, and the alluring and fiery-looking Da Siming and the veiled Shao Siming with purple hair and purple eyes gracefully entered the scene.
The Great Master of Fate's gauze robe fluttered without wind, and twelve blood-red butterflies flew out from her sleeves, forming a yin-yang pattern in the air.
"The Grand Master of Fate of the Yin-Yang School".
Shao Siming gently raised her jade hand, and thousands of vines burst forth from the earth, twining together to form steps leading to the stage, each leaf shimmering with an eerie, ghostly blue fluorescence.
"The Lesser Master of Fate of the Yin-Yang School."
With the sounds of ceremonial music, the majestic power broke through the eerie and mysterious atmosphere created by the Yin-Yang School.
Fu Nian was dressed in a moon-white Confucian robe, with delicate cloud patterns and classic Confucian symbols embroidered on the hem. He wore a jade crown and stood tall and straight, like a walking jade sculpture, calm and dignified.
Beside Fu Nian, Zhang Liang, dressed in a moon-white robe, swayed gently in the wind, the pale gold threads embroidered on it appearing and disappearing in the dim light, exuding a carefree and elegant air.
No further demonstration is needed; their very existence is the best demonstration.
"Confucianism emphasizes the importance of mindfulness."
"Zhang Liang, a Confucian scholar."
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Legalists, agriculturalists, military strategists, strategists... more and more people entered the arena, displaying a wide variety of abilities that left the audience dazzled.
Only at this moment did everyone vaguely perceive the tip of the iceberg of the Jixia Academy.
I feel that this trip was truly worthwhile.
Dong Zhongshu was slightly nervous, his original confidence now tinged with uncertainty, and he could see the profound meaning behind the Confucian sages' selection of people. But the other schools of thought were not to be underestimated either; their abilities, even just a fleeting glimpse, were enough to make him tempted.
Can Confucian scholars really secure a spot as elementary teachers?
"All contestants have entered the venue. We will now randomly select contestants to perform. Please watch carefully and vote for your favorite contestant!"
As the large screen above the stage began to scroll, everyone couldn't help but feel tense. Even a simple entrance ceremony had captivated them, leaving them eager to see who would be the first to go on stage.
Wanting their school of thought to be the first to take the stage, yet fearing some mistake in the opening move, they hesitated for a moment until the screen stopped on the three large characters "Strategists".
The master in the audience immediately straightened his back.
The School of Diplomacy is now in decline; it remains to be seen whether the sages who have emerged today can change this situation.
As Huo Qubing left the stage, the stage lights suddenly dimmed.
The sixteen large characters, “The common people are in distress, the world is in turmoil, among all the schools of thought, only I am the most powerful,” appeared on the screen one after another.
Suddenly, the stage exploded with blinding crimson beams of light, and Wei Zhuang soared through the air, stepping on the shattered light and shadow.
His dark, tight-fitting clothes fluttered in the wind, and the shark-tooth sword at his waist, still unsheathed, swirled the surrounding air into sharp vortexes. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, and nine ink-black afterimages scattered at strange angles. Each afterimage condensed dark purple sword energy in its hand, forming an inverted "横" (horizontal) character in the air.
"To use a sword to attack with a plan in order to gain an advantage is called 'bai'!"
The sound carried a chilling aura. The moment the Shark Tooth Sword was drawn, all the afterimages swung their swords simultaneously, and thousands of sword energies poured down like a torrential rain. The stage floor was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, from which black mist carrying a putrid stench seeped.
Before Wei Zhuang's sword aura had completely dissipated, the cool moonlight poured down from the dome. Gai Nie, dressed in white, descended like an immortal, carrying a wooden sword. He walked slowly forward, each step seemingly shattering time and space. Wherever he passed, twelve golden seal characters floated up, forming a rotating "vertical" sword formation in the air.
"To attack with the sword based on momentum, in order to achieve the desired result, is to close the gap!"
A warm voice rang out, and the wooden sword was lightly swung. The sword formation burst forth with dazzling light, transforming into a surging river that washed away all of Wei Zhuang's remaining sword energy and black mist.
Their eyes met in mid-air, and in an instant, sword light flashed like lightning.
Wei Zhuang's shark-tooth sword drew a sharp arc, while Gai Nie's wooden sword used softness to overcome hardness. The moment the swords clashed, dazzling sparks burst forth.
Their figures intertwined like ghosts, sword shadows filled the sky, and the crisscrossing sword energy wove an impenetrable net on the stage.
Finally, the two spun around simultaneously, back to back, with Wei Zhuang's sword pointing forward and Gai Nie's sword held horizontally in front of his chest.
"The art of opening and closing is the way of heaven and earth!"
The lingering sound echoed as sword energy clashed across the stage, eventually condensing into a giant yin-yang symbol in the air, which slowly rotated.
"..." The audience fell silent. Even Zhu Fuyan opened his mouth in shock. Had he disgraced the School of Diplomacy?
The bright lights came on again, the stage returned to normal, and Huo Qubing walked up from the side again, looking at the two with admiration, "Please introduce yourselves."
Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie exchanged a glance, and Wei Zhuang stepped forward without ceremony, saying, "Wei Zhuang, successor of the Horizontal Sword Technique of the Guigu School of Strategists."
“Guigu, Gai Nie, the successor of the Sword Technique of the School of Diplomacy.”
The gap between the two was quite large, and they seemed to be at odds with each other. The Master in the audience clenched his fists in anxiety. Why were they fighting amongst themselves at such a crucial moment?
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, and His Highness the Crown Prince, is there a problem?"
Huo Qubing looked at Liu Che and the other two in front of him. Liu Che looked down at his son in his arms and asked, "Ju'er?"
Liu Ju slowly picked up the microphone from the table, looked at the two people on the stage, and felt a surge of mischief brewing within him.
"Between the two of you, who's stronger?"
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