Tang Thirty Six looked down and couldn't help but laugh. He asked, "Then why are your hands still so white?"
The young student replied, "Later, I figured it out. I hid my hands in my sleeves, so they couldn't be exposed to the sun, so they naturally turned back to their original color."
Tang Thirty-Six examined him and felt the faint aura emanating from his body. He said with slight surprise, "Not bad, you've actually reached the middle level of Ethereal Opening."
The young student said politely, "Thank you for your compliment, but it's just so-so."
Tang Thirty Six said, "Don't worry. Although you are still a little bit weaker than me, it's still not bad."
The young student was slightly startled. Although he and Tang Thirty Six had interacted a lot in the Grand Examination and the Mausoleum of Books, he was still not used to it. He thought about it and said, "You are lucky."
Tang Thirty-Six sneered, "When I left the Mausoleum of Books, I was truly at the upper level of Ethereal Opening. You were a month behind me when you were only at the middle level of Ethereal Opening. What does this have to do with luck?"
The young student thought about it again and said, "What you said makes sense. I am indeed inferior to you."
This austere student with a refined and noble air was the most promising student of Li Palace Academy in the past few years, Su Mo Yu.
Back then, Su Mo Yu had once doubted Chen Chang Sheng on the divine avenue of Li Palace, but when he discovered that his doubts were unfounded, he quickly realised his mistake and solemnly apologised. In the Grand Examination, he had also travelled with the people of Orthodox Academy for a long period of time. His talent was indeed outstanding, but due to his luck with the lots, he wasn't able to progress very far. Afterwards, when everyone entered the Mausoleum of Books to view the monoliths and comprehend the Dao, Chen Changsheng and the others left one after another. A month ago, even Tang Thirty-Six, Gou Hanshi and the other disciples of Mount Li had left. Only Su Mo Yu, for some unknown reason, continued to stay in the Mausoleum of Books to view the monoliths. After Chen Changsheng and the others found out about this, they were even somewhat worried that this somewhat inflexible and wooden fellow would really be attracted by the Heavenly Tome Monoliths, and would no longer be willing to leave the Mausoleum of Books and become a Monolith Guardian.
Tang Thirty-Six looked at Su Mo Yu and asked, "Are you sure you want to fight this match?"
Su Mo Yu looked at Ye Xingqing and said, "I should be the one to fight this match."
Tang Thirty-Six did not understand the hidden meaning in these words.
Su Mo Yu and the already suicidal Zhuang Huan Yu were the same, they were both the most outstanding students of the Six Ivies, and were also famous in the Capital. It was only during this year that Chen Chang Sheng and Orthodox Academy had stolen much of his limelight, but there were still many people in the Capital who recognised him. As the news spread, the crowd discussed amongst themselves, not only were they not shocked, but they were also confused, wondering when did he become a student of Orthodox Academy?
As Ye Xingqing heard these discussions, for some reason, his complexion became somewhat unsightly. He looked at Su Mo Yu and asked with some hesitation, "You … aren't you a student of the Li Palace Academy?"
Tang Thirty-Six didn't notice that he used a respectful title for Su Mo Yu and said, "Oh, he already signed up for the Orthodox Academy."
Then, he turned to Su Mo Yu and asked, "Are you confident?"
This question was not superfluous. After all, Ye Xingqing was not an ordinary servant. He was a servant trained by the two Storms of the Eight Directions.
Su Moyu had chosen to leave the Mausoleum of Books because, compared to before, both his cultivation and strength had definitely risen, but he was still not a match for this person.
Tang Thirty-Six had previously prepared to act himself not only because he thought that only the Wenshui Tangs could resist the other families, but also because he had considered this.
Su Mo Yu seemed to have thought of something and did not respond.
Tang Thirty-Six thought it over, then said, "Although he is a servant of the other families, his technique does not follow the path of those two powerful figures, but rather the path of the Putian Star River."
Su Mo Yu was somewhat shocked. It seemed that this was his first time hearing of this matter.
Ye Xingqing did not care that the details of his technique had been exposed. He only looked at Su Mo Yu with unease.
"The Putian Star River walks a strange and sinister path. Two days ago, when the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education brought the information over, Chen Changsheng studied it and drew up a few plans."
Tang Thirty-Six pointed at Chu Wenbin, who had already retreated to the stone steps, and said, "If he were to use this plan, he would only be able to hold out for a while, but since you're the one acting, you should be able to defeat him."
After saying this, he did not wait for Su Mo Yu to say anything and directly explained all of Chen Changsheng's plans.
The area in front of the Orthodox Academy grew quiet. Only his voice could be heard.
If words could be said to contain swords, then his words were the swords Chen Changsheng had prepared for Ye Xingqing.
Just like in the previous two matches.
The commoners of the capital who had come to watch the excitement naturally did not understand.
The Li Palace priests and the experts who had come to challenge the Orthodox Academy grew more and more silent as they listened.
Ye Xingqing's face gradually paled.
Chen Changsheng's swords were hidden in Tang Thirty-Six's words, directly piercing through the characteristics of his technique and accurately finding his weakness.
And now, countless people had heard these words.
It did not matter how many swords there were, as long as they were sharp enough. Chen Changsheng's plan was also very simple, as long as it was effective.
It didn't take long for Tang Thirty-Six to finish.
The area in front of the Orthodox Academy was still quiet, even deathly still.
Only after a long time had passed did Su Mo Yu sigh, "I'm inferior to him."
This was a sigh that came from the bottom of his heart.
It was also what many people were thinking.
"Do you have confidence now?" Tang Thirty-Six asked.
Su Mo Yu gave him a strange glance, then said, "I said I was inferior to Chen Changsheng, when did I say I had no confidence in this battle?"
Tang Thirty-Six thought to himself, then why didn't you respond to my words just now?
In truth, even if Su Mo Yu had said he was confident, he would still have found an opportunity to speak of the plan Chen Changsheng had prepared last night.
The common people had always believed that Chen Changsheng's ability to cultivate to such a level at such a young age was primarily due to his background in the Orthodoxy and those fortuitous encounters. As a result, they had underestimated his talent in cultivation and his diligence.
He felt that this was wrong. He believed that Chen Changsheng's genius was worthy of praise and even reverence.
There was another very important reason, and that was that he did not like Ye Xingqing, so he wanted to expose the secrets and weaknesses of his cultivation technique in broad daylight.
"Then go fight," Tang Thirty-Six said to Su Mo Yu. "Fight until even his young master can't recognize him."
… …
… …
As a former genius of the Li Palace Academy and someone who had spent half a year in the Mausoleum of Books viewing the monoliths, Su Mo Yu was already rather powerful. Coupled with the fact that he had used Chen Changsheng's plan without any mental barriers, and the fact that Ye Xingqing's performance in this battle was far below what people imagined, this battle unsurprisingly ended with Su Mo Yu's victory.
As for whether Ye Xingqing had been beaten until even his young master couldn't recognize him, one would have to ask Bie Tianxin himself. In any case, based on what Su Mo Yu had said, he probably couldn't recognize him.
The conclusion of the third match was also very quick. Including the time taken to speak with those people, it was not very long. The morning light had just faded and the blazing sun was about to rise. Tang Thirty-Six brought Su Moyu and the several dozen new students back to the Orthodox Academy, leaving only the tightly shut gate to those unsatisfied populace and those speechless challengers.
The reason Tang Thirty-Six used was very simple. Friends had returned from the Mausoleum of Books, so they had to first eat a feast and reminisce about old times. As for a minor matter like the All-School Martial Exhibition, they could continue after eating.
Many students sat on the grass by the lake, books in their hands as they read. Not far away, under a nearby tree were Clear Lake Restaurant's famous rose ice cubes, which the students casually scooped up.
Seeing this scene, Su Mo Yu was very sorrowful. "This is a little too extravagant."
Tang Thirty-Six replied, "You won't regret joining the Orthodox Academy."
In front of the grass by the lake was a clearly newly built wall. This wall was rather short, unable to block out the scenery within, and of course, it was even less capable of blocking out the great banyan tree. It could only serve as a barrier.
The forest on the other side of the short wall was even denser and more secluded. There were not many people around.
Hidden in the green forest was a small building. Chen Changsheng was waiting in front of the building. He looked at Su Mo Yu and said, "You've come?"
"Mm." Su Mo Yu noticed his complexion and said, "You seem very tired."
Chen Changsheng truly was very tired. In the past few days, he had been studying those opponents, searching for flaws, guiding the new students of the Orthodox Academy, and coming up with plans. In reality, this was equivalent to constantly using the Intellectual Sword. Moreover, he was in a rush to re-enter the Garden of Zhou, and every night, he had to undergo many attempts. The consumption of his spiritual sense was too severe, and he was on the verge of collapse.
"You can say it now." Tang Thirty-Six looked at Su Mo Yu and asked, "Why did you come to the Orthodox Academy?"
On that night, when they saw Su Mo Yu's name on the list of applicants, he and Chen Changsheng were both very shocked and somewhat worried.
There were also a few students from the Ivy Academies that had transferred here, but they were all students that were not valued. Su Mo Yu was different. He had been the focus of the Li Palace Academy's training for the past two years, but in the end, after coming out of the Mausoleum of Books, he did not even greet the Li Palace Academy before coming to the Orthodox Academy. If this matter were to get out, it would definitely provoke some trouble.
"I came to hide from trouble." Su Mo Yu had no intention of concealing anything, directly saying, "The storm you caused in the capital is too great. Even in the Mausoleum of Books, I knew about it. If I return to the Li Palace Academy, the arrangements that await me will definitely be to represent the Li Palace Academy in challenging you. I only like reading and cultivating, I don't like doing these things."
Chen Changsheng and Tang Thirty-Six understood.
Daoist Siyuan was one of the Orthodoxy's Six Prefects and the representative of the Orthodoxy's new faction. At the same time, he was also the Li Palace Academy's greatest backer.
Bie Tianxin, who was already at the middle level of Star Condensation, had insisted on challenging the Orthodox Academy in spite of the discussions because his parents were old friends with Daoist Siyuan.
If Su Mo Yu returned to the Li Palace Academy, he would definitely not be able to avoid these arrangements.
Tang Thirty-Six was still somewhat confused. "You don't like fighting, so why did you take the initiative to represent the Orthodox Academy?"
Su Mo Yu replied, "Because he's a member of the Bie family."
Tang Thirty-Six replied, "It's precisely because he's a member of the Bie family that it's rather troublesome to deal with, so I was originally somewhat hesitant."
"Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is wrong," Su Mo Yu seriously said to him.
"That's reasonable." The more Tang Thirty-Six looked at him, the more he found him pleasing to the eye, even somewhat admiring.
Su Mo Yu added, "And I just said to you, this match should be fought by me."
Tang Thirty-Six recalled that he truly had said this before. Now that he thought about it, these words truly were rather strange. What did he mean by he should be the one to fight?
"Why?"
"Because Bie Tianxin is my cousin."
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