In the next few days, the matches in front of the Orthodox Academy continued. The ones representing the Orthodox Academy were still the new students.
These new students had already completed their Purification. Of course, they could not be said to be completely powerless, but how could they compare to the true experts of the Tian Hai family and the Ivy Schools?
The new students were very clear about their own level. Following Chen Chang Sheng's instructions, they went on stage and displayed everything they had time to display, experienced everything they wanted to experience, and then conceded. It was a bit like tasting and stopping, but it could also be said that they quit while they were ahead.
In short, after two or three strikes, they would simply concede. This became the most common scene in front of the Orthodox Academy.
Until the end, the normal experts of the Tian Hai family and the Ivy Schools had all won a round. Only a few true experts remained.
The person who came to the field at this time was a Star Condensation expert from the Temple Seminary. He was an ascetic priest. He was originally cultivating his body in the northwest, but he was unexpectedly called back by the two Holy Church archbishops.
This ascetic priest wore a bamboo hat. Even in the scorching summer weather, he still wore coarse cotton clothing. The shadow of the bamboo hat covered his face, and only his two eyes that exuded a harsh aura could be seen.
He looked at Tang Thirty-Six and said expressionlessly, "Today, Principal Chen will probably personally teach you, right?"
From their titles, it was actually possible to see the true affiliation of the experts who challenged the Orthodox Academy. Those who nominally belonged to the Ivy Schools, but in reality, were experts of the Tian Hai family. They basically all called Chen Chang Sheng by his name. As for the true experts of the Ivy Schools, even if they did not have a good impression of Chen Chang Sheng, they still had to strictly follow the sacred order of the Orthodoxy and respectfully call him principal.
"My apologies, Principal Chen has used up too much of his mental energy these past few days. He is currently studying in the academy to recover."
Tang Thirty-Six looked at this famous ascetic priest in Wenshui and smiled. "Priest Bei, Your Eminence's opponent today is someone else."
The ascetic priest's gaze pierced through the shadow of the bamboo hat and landed on Tang Thirty-Six's face. He said solemnly, "I heard that Master Tang broke through three levels in the Mausoleum of Books. If you can experience it, it will be a worthwhile trip."
From the distant northwest to the capital, it truly was a very long journey.
From this, one could also see that Daoist Siyuan and Linghai Zhiwang, these two Prefects of the Orthodoxy, had long ago begun preparing to suppress the Orthodox Academy.
His opponent's gaze fell on his face. Tang Thirty Six actually felt a slight pain. He squinted his eyes and thought, "An opponent as strong as you, I don't have the confidence to win. Even if I win, I'm afraid I'll be heavily injured."
"Your opponent is not me, but him."
He looked at the ascetic priest and solemnly introduced, "He is the student with the greatest talent in cultivation among this batch of students of the Orthodox Academy."
Following his hand gesture, a young student walked down the stone steps.
That student was indeed very young, too young. It would be more accurate to say that he was a teenager, no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. His expression was nervous, and his originally lively eyes were now somewhat lifeless.
Looking at this youth, the ascetic was stunned and said, "If I am not wrong … this child should have just completed Purification?"
Tang Thirty Six praised, "As expected of Priest Bei, who bitterly cultivates and comprehends the Dao, your eyes are truly like torches. Your judgment is not wrong, this child completed Purification three months ago. This time, he came to the capital in preparation to participate in the preparatory examination of the Grand Examination to test his luck."
The area in front of the Orthodox Academy was no longer as bustling as it was a few days ago, but there were still quite a few people. When they saw the illustrious Priest Bei personally appear, they were shocked and in the midst of their discussions. Suddenly, they realized that the opponent that the Orthodox Academy had arranged for Priest Bei was actually this kind of youth. The crowd instantly became incomparably quiet, thinking, just what sort of trick is the Orthodox Academy playing?
"Your meaning is … my opponent is this child?"
Priest Bei's voice naturally became angry as he harshly rebuked, "You are insulting me!"
Tang Thirty Six's expression did not change as he smiled and said, "Priest's words are incorrect. The purpose of the All-School Martial Exhibition, besides competing with one another, is also for the seniors to instruct the juniors. This child truly is the most talented new student in our Orthodox Academy. Although he has never sparred with anyone before and is very nervous, he still dares to stand out and ask the seniors to instruct him. How can this be considered an insult?"
An extremely powerful Qi exuded from the edge of the bamboo hat. Priest Bei forcefully suppressed his anger and said, "Please respect me."
Tang Thirty Six slowly restrained his smile and calmly said to him, "Priest's words sound rather familiar, very similar to those officials of the Department for Purging Officials who boast of their integrity."
Priest Bei stared into his eyes and harshly rebuked, "You actually compare me to those ruthless officials!"
"I used to respect Sir very much." Tang Thirty Six paused, then continued, "But now that Sir has returned to the capital, it's truly impossible for me to respect you again."
Priest Bei's gaze moved back and forth between him and the Orthodox Academy youth. "You clearly know that I can't do anything to him."
Tang Thirty Six said, "Because Sir is a gentleman."
Priest Bei said, "So you specifically chose this child to deal with me?"
Tang Thirty Six didn't deny it, saying, "I won't hide it from Sir, the vast majority of the matchups were decided by Chen Chang Sheng. Only your match was decided by me."
After a moment of silence, Priest Bei sighed and said, "In today's world, is it really the petty people who rule?"
Saying this, he turned around and prepared to leave.
Tang Thirty Six originally didn't intend to say anything more, but seeing the somewhat desolate back of the famed Ascetic Priest of the northwest, he couldn't help but open his mouth, "A gentleman can be deceived with methods, but of course this isn't necessarily correct. Although I'm not a gentleman, I'm also not a petty person. But since Sir, who was once a gentleman, has been used by a petty person to do ungentlemanly things, then I naturally can only respond in the manner of a petty person."
Hearing these words, Priest Bei seemed to be struck by lightning, his body slightly stiffening. After a moment, he once again raised his foot and walked back into the crowd.
Seeing the gradually fading figure on the distant street and the increasingly small bamboo hat, Tang Thirty Six was calm and silent.
"Remember, this match is our Orthodox Academy's victory."
Not waiting for the crowd to boo, he calmly said, "Next."
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Not every match had a story, and not every story could leave behind a meaningful conclusion. The match in front of the Orthodox Academy continued. Without blood and without the shadow of death, it naturally lost much of its excitement, becoming more and more depressing. To the common people, if there were no such things, no scenes of mountains collapsing and the heavens shattering, the fights of the continent's experts that had stepped into the Divine Domain would be no different from the fights of those naughty children on the streets. It was just that they were a little stronger.
Only those who could understand would be able to understand the information revealed in the battle.
Of the new students representing the Orthodox Academy, other than the special circumstances of Su Mo Yu and that youth, although the other new students had yet to obtain a single victory and could not even see the possibility of victory, in these extremely short matches, they were often able to display unimaginable sword techniques and transformations. Although everyone knew that this was because they had received Chen Chang Sheng's guidance, for these new students to be able to realize it, they had already displayed a certain possibility.
These children from the provinces and countryside, these poor students that no one from the Ivy Academies paid any attention to, had suddenly become different.
Besides the common people that had come to watch the matches in front of the Orthodox Academy, there were also many teachers and students of the Ivy Academies that had changed into uniforms. They looked at the new students of the Orthodox Academy on the stone steps, not daring to believe their eyes. Was this the incomparably mischievous Wei Qiang that they had once taught? Was this the Chu Wenbin that only knew how to sleep every day?
Compared to the past, the new students of the Orthodox Academy seemed to have gained a new luster. Crucially, their minds were different. They were confident and calm, as if nothing could stump them. Even the seemingly endless failures were not frightening. They still firmly believed that they would be able to obtain the final victory. When all these things were combined together, they formed a temperament called calmness.
Because of calmness, they were calm. Only then could they talk and laugh in front of the crowd, no longer feeling nervous or inferior because of the ridicule or disregard of others.
If last year, when Chen Chang Sheng became a new student of the Orthodox Academy, then when Luo Luo, Xuan Yuan Po, Tang Thirty Six, and Zhexiu joined the Orthodox Academy one after another, it could be said that the Orthodox Academy was reborn – just like these young students, or in other words, it was because of their arrival.
The change of these young students, of course, originated from the Orthodox Academy. The two most important people were Chen Chang Sheng and Tang Thirty Six.
Putting Tang Thirty Six aside, everyone could see Chen Chang Sheng's importance. If it wasn't for his endless guidance every night and the large amount of mental energy spent on studying the techniques and weaknesses of those experts, how could the new students of the Orthodox Academy have the courage to face those experts who were several levels higher than them? How could they have so much confidence?
After recruiting new students from the Orthodox Academy, Chen Chang Sheng never fought again. He didn't even go to the outside of the academy to take a look, but everyone in the capital knew that he had always been watching the outside from the Orthodox Academy. Through these dozens of matches, he displayed his unimaginable talent and talent in the way of the sword to his heart's content.
That kind of talent in the way of the sword was so strong, that kind of talent was so dazzling that the entire capital was once again shaken.
Starting from the same moment last summer, he had already brought too much shock to the capital and even the entire human world. The Ivy Festival, the Grand Examination, the Mausoleum of Books, the Garden of Zhou, Xun Yang City … … many people thought that they were already numb from the shock of Chen Chang Sheng. No matter what he did in the future, it wouldn't be surprising, but this time, they were still shocked once again.
With Chen Chang Sheng's age, being able to have such an unfathomable level of cultivation in the way of the sword was something very hard to imagine. What was even harder to imagine was that he could also teach others how to learn the sword. It must be known that this wasn't as simple as teaching a child how to write – teaching and dispelling doubts, this was a teacher.
The current Chen Chang Sheng actually had the faint air of a grandmaster – because his age was truly too young, every time people had this kind of thought, they would shake their heads and deny it. But no one dared to deny that if he was given more time, such as another ten-some years, once he truly matured, perhaps he really could become the Principal of the Orthodox Academy in name and in reality.
While everyone's gazes were on the Orthodox Academy, sighing in admiration at Chen Chang Sheng's cultivation in the way of the sword, only one person remained unconvinced.
"It's just messing around."
Mo Yu gazed at the Empress's back, somewhat bored as she fiddled with the grass ring on her finger. "I also don't know why those people in the Imperial Court and the Li Palace are making such a fuss over nothing."
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(The sentence 'please respect me' was naturally written, but when I wrote the second sentence, 'you're insulting me,' I realized that I was very affected by that advertisement. There are still three days until the twenty-fifth. I will very naturally and earnestly do it. I will probably leave on the twenty-seventh.)
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