Chapter 474: The sense of oppression from the old man in hemp clothes
After listening to Kong Kangbo's explanation, Kong Huarong was slightly stunned.
He didn't expect that such a young-looking young man would actually be a powerful saint!
At this time, the old man in sackcloth clothes spoke slowly.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect you would even take out this inkstone. You Confucians are really generous!"
"Kong Huarong, I will give you one last chance if you Confucians still insist on doing what you want ."
"I'm really not welcome!"
After the old man in hemp clothes finished speaking, a divine aura rose from his body that was even more terrifying than Kong Huarong!
Facing the warning from the old man in hemp clothes, Kong Huarong said nonchalantly.
“Senior Mai, my Confucianism can stop, but the Guigu kid who killed my Confucian Saint must be handed over!”
Kong Huarong said this, pointing directly at Jiang Chen in the crowd.
Seeing that Kong Huarong had set his sights on Jiang Chen, Wang Xu immediately stood up and protected Jiang Chen behind him.
"Senior Kong Huarong, this matter was originally planned by you, the Confucian school, against my Guigu lineage!"
"You, as the senior, are so good that you just put the blame on me, Guigu."
"Isn't that a bit too much ?"
As Wang Xu finished speaking, Kong Huarong's expression turned ugly.
The old man in hemp clothes beside him echoed.
"Yes, Jiang Chen is a contestant in this year's Saint Lord competition. Don't even think about persecuting him!"
Seeing that the old man in hemp clothes and the Guigu clan refused to give in, Kong Huarong became so angry that his face turned red.
After calming down, Kong Huarong took out the inkstone and held it above his head.
"Since Senior Mai Yi and you younger generations of Guigu are stubborn and recalcitrant, don't blame me, Kong Huarong, for being rude!"
After Kong Huarong finished speaking, he injected the vital energy in his body, which was one level higher than spiritual energy and belonged only to the powerful people in the divine realm, into the inkstone.
Then, the inkstone slowly floated in the air, and slowly, the inkstone turned into a huge inkstone.
This is not the end yet. After the inkstone became bigger, it rose into the air and continued to expand towards the old man in hemp clothes and the people from the other three sects below.
Looking at this scene, Wang Xu widened his eyes.
"Heaven moves with vigor, and a gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself!"
"Therefore, those who are not innocent do not deserve to live in this world!"
Kong Huarong shouted loudly, clasping his big hands together and flipping them downward fiercely.
Following Kong Huarong's gesture, the gigantic inkstone was pressed down towards the old man in hemp clothes, Jiang Chen and others!
The old man in sackcloth clothes looked at this scene and slowly stretched out his right hand from behind his back.
Raising his right hand, the old man in hemp clothes pointed calmly into the void.
"Since you Confucians are willing to give this inkstone to me, I will accept it!"
The next second, before Kong Ronghua could come to his senses, the huge inkstone suddenly shrank rapidly.
Then, the old man in hemp clothes stretched out his right hand, and firmly grasped the inkstone that was about to trap Jiang Chen and others.
As the old man in sackcloth clothes grabbed the inkstone, Kong Huarong's face turned visibly paler.
Then, Kong Huarong's body trembled slightly, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Senior Mai Yi actually forced Jun Zi Yan to recognize him as his master!"
After realizing this fact, a dull light flashed across Kong Huarong's eyes.
You know, it is one of the three sacred objects passed down from generation to generation by Confucianism.
This gentleman's inkstone can never be recognized as the owner by anyone other than the ancestors of every generation of Confucianism.
The reason why Sun Huarong can activate this gentleman's inkstone is not only because he is the ancestor of this generation of Confucianism.
More importantly, it relies on a set of special mental methods and formulas.
But now, the old man in hemp clothes relied purely on his own will and realm to make Jun Ziyan recognize him as his master!
This is enough to show that the old man in hemp clothes has already reached a realm beyond Kong Huarong's cognition.
After figuring this out, Kong Huarong gritted his teeth unwillingly.
"Kong Kangbo, give the order!"
"All the elders and disciples of Confucianism, follow me and retreat!"
After struggling for a moment, Kong Huarong decided to take a step back temporarily.
After all, facing the old man in hemp clothes whose strength exceeded his by who knows how many times, the Confucians had no chance of winning at all.
Seeing that Kong Huarong had given the order, Kong Kangbo had no choice but to nod reluctantly.
"Confucian disciples, listen up, retreat, retreat back to your base!"
Following Kong Kangbo's order, a group of Confucian elders and disciples turned around and left.
After Kong Kangbo gave Jiang Chen, who was protected by Wang Xu, a vicious look, he turned around and followed Kong Huarong away.
Looking at the Confucian people leaving, the old man in hemp clothes slowly withdrew his aura.
After the old man in sackcloth clothes fell to the ground, Wang Xu hurriedly took Jiang Chen forward and bowed to the old man in sackcloth clothes.
"Thank you, Senior Mai, for your help. Otherwise, the Confucianists would have succeeded."
In response to Wang Xu's thanks, the old man in hemp clothes smiled indifferently.
"No need to be polite. I didn't do this just for you, Guigu!"
“I took action because the Confucian way of doing things really violated the rules of the ancient holy land.”
"Well, now that the crisis has been resolved, I will go back first."
"Although today's competition was not successfully held , you three are the only ones left."
"Then it will be considered that the three of you have successfully passed the third level of the trial!"
"Tomorrow, the three of you will come to the battle arena to decide the final winner!"
After the old man in hemp clothes finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and disappeared from the spot in a flash.
After seeing off the old man in sackcloth clothes, Wang Xu turned around and looked Jiang Chen up and down carefully.
"You little brat, you're great! You really bring honor to our Guigu!"
"It's only been a short time since you broke through the Saint Realm, but..."
"Tell me the truth. Did you achieve the breakthrough after you had fully comprehended the sword and spear intent?"
Wang Xu asked Jiang Chen worriedly.
After all, achieving the holy realm is a huge undertaking. If you choose to break through to the holy realm rashly without fully understanding the sword and spear intent.
It is very likely to cause the foundation of the holy realm to be unstable, so that it can only be slightly stronger than the average innate master.
Such powerful saints are also called "pseudo-saints" by the people in the ancient holy land!
Of course, powerful saints like Wang Xu broke through the saint realm by comprehending other martial arts realms.
These martial arts artistic conceptions are nothing more than what is contained in some martial arts skills.
Compared to Jiang Chen, a powerful saint who has only comprehended the true meaning of martial arts such as sword and gun, he is much weaker!
"Master, don't worry, I have already fully comprehended the sword and spear skills."
"Even if I were to face Third Uncle, I think I could hold out for a few rounds!"
