Below the pavilion.
The old man in the pavilion had a green snake in his sleeve.
Above and below the pavilion stood two generations of outstanding talents.
In the Pugilistic World, there would always be new waves. Even if one was a genius with extraordinary talent, they would at most be in the limelight for ten to twenty years. Thirty years was the limit. It was a little strange in the recent hundred years. There was Huang Longshi in Yilin, and Wang Xianzhi in Donghai Martial Emperor City in the Pugilistic World. It was a true once-in-a-century occurrence. Compared to the so-called once-in-a-century occurrence in the world, they couldn't be compared. Apart from these two fellows who were both celestial and demonic, the general trend was that the latecomers would surpass. One of the four grandmasters of the previous generation, Spear Immortal Wang Xiu, lost to his disciple Chen Zhibao. Wudang Mountain had a person who instantly obtained the Heavenly Dao Riding Green Ox. After the old God of Swords, Li Chungang went into seclusion, there was only a short period of gloominess in swordsmanship. Very soon, Peach Blossom Branch Đồng Thái emerged as the leader. There were also Dragon Tiger Mountain's Qi Xianxia, Sword Tomb's Wu Liuding, and Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie.
The older generation of Pugilistic World people might have been subdued by the heroism of Li Chungang's sword, but when they were old and dead, how many young people would remember the old God of Swords' elegant demeanor of a sword immortal flying on a sword across the river?
If they didn't hear that Li Chungang's swordsmanship was eternal, they would feel that it was too conceited and absurd.
At this moment, Cao Changqing was facing off against the former leader of swordsmanship, the Two-sleeved Green Snake. With Cao Changqing's noble spirit, he shouldn't have underestimated the older generation's God of Swords. However, everyone understood the meaning behind his words. Even if Li Chungang trampled on the land's Sword Immortal Realm, Cao Changqing wouldn't be afraid of him today. Even His Royal Highness, who had experienced the power of the Two-sleeved Green Snake, was worried. He was afraid that Old Man Li, who was old and missing an arm, would not be able to compete with Cao Guanzi, who was at the peak of his cultivation.
Cao Guanzi's life had been full of ups and downs. The Confucian school had always been good at cultivating righteousness. After the fall of his country, he fought against the wrath of the Emperor as an ordinary man. His hands did not touch weapons, his body did not wear armor, and he entered and exited the palace three times in a row. His mind and breadth of mind were undoubtedly much more tenacious and broad than ordinary martial artists. Cao Guanzi's invincibility was without a doubt. After Wang Xianzhi became invincible in the world, he built a city in the Eastern Sea and built the Army Tower. There were six floors below the top floor, and six martial slaves were stationed there to deal with challengers from all over the world. Generally, the peerless masters would rest for a few days after defeating one person. They would wait until their spirit was at its peak before fighting again. Even the insufferably arrogant Đồng Thái, who defeated his opponent with a snap of his fingers, still retreated from the Army Tower after winning. After fighting for half a day, three days later, the six defeated people reached the top floor. Only Cao Changqing fought for two days consecutively and reached the top. It was said that when he faced Wang Xianzhi, he was still calm and composed. He was praised for his vast Qi, and only lost to Qi Xuanzhu. How could Hsu Fengnian not be afraid that the old God of Swords would go into a dead end? This old man cherished his reputation the most. If he really angered him, he would deliberately fight to the death with Cao Changqing. Would he be exhausted to death?
The poor scholar, who was brought by His Royal Highness to Baoguo Temple, had a fierce battle with the Beautiful Bearded Duke Yuan Jiangyan, and unexpectedly he did not fall into a disadvantageous position at all. The 'Righteous Benefit Wang Ba' was full of miscellaneous theories, it was as if he was trying to turn the world upside down, there was nothing he could not understand. The three to four hundred spectators completely stopped looking down on him, they no longer dared to regard this young man as a scholar from humble family who was trying to sensationalize people. Especially when he talked about filial piety, loyalty, and talent, he talked about these two functions separately and then combined them together. In the end, different paths led to the same destination, he woke up a lot of scholars who considered themselves to be mellow scholars. The poor scholar's sentence, "Ability is vast, time is sufficient, you can be a sage; ability without time, empty talk, you can only be a pedantic scholar" was an extreme slap on Yuan Jiangyan's face.
But Yuan Honggu was not angry at all, he dismissed it with a laugh. The scholar spared no effort in praising the view that the monarch was capable and meritorious, so he was magnanimous and did not make a fuss about it. Otherwise, based on Yuan Jiangyan's status, one word was enough to decide life and death. Although in all fairness, this debate was still won by Yuan Jiangyan, he personally judged that this debate was neither a win nor a loss. The host of Baoguo Temple, Yin Daolin, nodded his head in agreement. As a result, naturally no one dared to raise any objections. If a commoner from a commoner family wanted to stand out among their peers, participating in a debate where celebrities gathered together was a shortcut. However, it was easier said than done. For a commoner from a commoner family to enter the banquet was as difficult as ascending to the heavens. Being able to enter the eyes of a celebrity was even more difficult, let alone winning a debate against Yuan Jiangyan, this kind of first-rate celebrity who was worthy of his name. As a result, no one doubted that this scholar sitting at the end of the banquet was already an overnight success, with riches and honor to be expected.
Perhaps the aristocratic families who relied on their noble status had not yet been moved and were ready to make a move. Some of the second and third-rate gentry families and high-class commoners were already considering whether or not they could make the first move to gain the upper hand. After the banquet was over, they could snatch this cheap son-in-law and take him into their family. After he was accepted into their family, he could participate in a few more debates and fight for his reputation. When the conditions were right, success would follow naturally. First, he would enter the rank of a nobleman, and then he would seek an official career. This was not inferior to a marriage alliance with a mediocre scholar with shallow learning. If his luck was good, this kid would be able to enter the eyes of Yuan Honggu, this kind of powerful family's direct descendant.
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