Confucianism under Heaven

Chapter 394 The Power of Oracle Bone Script



Chapter 394 The Power of Oracle Bone Script

Chapter 394 The Power of Oracle Bone Script

The simple word "person" ignited the passion of everyone present.

"I never expected that Ye Ru would actually dare to fight Ji Weiwen."

Countless students at the Imperial Academy whispered among themselves upon witnessing this scene, their eyes filled with intense anticipation.

They knew that if Ye Ru could defeat Ji Wei, then Ye Ru would be the number one in the entire Imperial Academy.

"Ye Ru had the upper hand before, but this time, in the literary battle, his chances are just as slim."

Chen Tianjian's expression changed as he watched the two sides on the verge of conflict, even showing some worry.

"Let's wait and see. Ye Ru is not the kind of person to act rashly. If he dares to accept the challenge, then he must have confidence. Let's just watch and see."

Wen Xiang stroked his beard and said with a smile.

After what just happened, for some reason, he felt quite confident in Ye Ru.

"Master Ye, today, your literary reputation ends here with me."

A gloomy look appeared on Ji Wei's face, and the murderous aura around him became extremely strong.

He knew that if he couldn't defeat Ye Ru today, his literary reputation and official career would likely come to an end here.

The talent surrounding him grew stronger, but along with it came a kind of menacing aura.

"call."

Looking at Ji Wei in the distance, Ye Ru narrowed his eyes, which gradually became as cold as a blade, and his talent also surged more and more.

Countless people held their breath at the sight, watching the tense scene unfold.

"If this is all the talent you have, then you might as well die today..."

After Ji Wei's talent reached its peak, it transformed into a series of afterimages and shot towards Ye Ru.

Ji Wei was incredibly fast, creating a series of whooshing sounds as he reached Ye Ru's head in an instant. He opened his folding fan, and the fan ribs, carrying a force capable of cutting through almost anything, slashed fiercely at Ye Ru's head.

Seeing this scene, Ye Ru's expression changed slightly. Then, the Three Perfections Writing Brush appeared in his hand, and a stream of thick ink instantly blasted towards him.

These thick inks, extremely rich and fragrant, formed a river of ink, carrying an extremely terrifying power, and clashed head-on with the folding fan.

boom!

A muffled thud resounded, followed by a ripple of talent that quickly spread outwards, causing the students of the Imperial Academy to stagger back dozens of steps.

"That's all."

A smile appeared on Ye Ru's face, and his calm voice made Ji Wei's expression turn fierce.

"Speak wild words!"

A moment later, Ji Wei opened the folding fan in his hand again, and his talent surged out, eventually breaking through the level of Juren and reaching the level of Jinshi.

Although this kind of momentum is not yet that of a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations) and there is a significant gap between them and a Jinshi, it is far inferior to that of a Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial imperial examinations).

"Go to hell!"

Ji Wei's face showed some anger because of Ye Ru's repeated mockery, which made Ye Ru's expression become more and more serious.

Because the opponent's talent is simply terrifying, the longer it goes on, the more disadvantageous it will be for him if the battle is not resolved quickly.

shhhhh!

As Ye Ru pondered, a sound of wind breaking resounded throughout the world. Immediately afterward, his figure flashed, transforming into a beam of light, causing a series of fluctuations in his spiritual energy, which stirred up the dust on the ground.

"A Pronunciation of the Song of the Great Wind!"

Ji Wei is now much faster than before, both in terms of speed and energy. In an instant, the folding fan in his hand transformed into countless wind blades, each carrying an extremely strange arc, completely surrounding Ye Ru.

"This 'Imitation of the Great Wind Song' is a work I wrote in imitation of Liu Bang, modifying these wind blades to create new wind blades that can besiege you!"

These wind blades rapidly magnified in Ye Ru's pupils, their surfaces emanating a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Those around them watched this scene with worry on their faces. They could naturally sense the energy of these wind blades, and if they touched them, they would be torn to pieces.

Ye Ru's eyes narrowed slightly. This Ji Wei really did have some strength. He was able to imitate "The Song of the Great Wind" and write new verses, and he could even change the talent attack structure of the poem.

The Left Prime Minister's student was indeed not just a name; he truly possessed real talent and learning.

However, although these wind blades were very powerful, Ye Ru was not helpless:

"Holy Page!"

With a sharp shout, several sacred pages suddenly appeared between Ye Ru's brows. Each sacred page carried a vast amount of sacred power, eventually enveloping Ye Ru's body.

Boom boom boom!

Like a torrential downpour, wind blades relentlessly bombarded Ye Ru. After being blocked by the sacred pages, waves of energy surged outwards and were reflected to other places, creating countless craters in the ground.

The students of the Imperial Academy around them gasped in astonishment at this sight. They hadn't expected that even with Ji Wei's strength raised to such a level, he still couldn't break through Ye Ru's attack.

By this time, everyone understood that Ye Ru's actions were not reckless, but rather a testament to his genuine talent and learning.

Seeing that Ye Ru and Ji Wei were evenly matched, the Left Prime Minister's expression grew increasingly gloomy. In his perception, Ji Wei's talent was being continuously depleted, while Ye Ru's talent had only been depleted by one-tenth.

It's important to know that summoning and maintaining the Holy Page consumes a tremendous amount of energy.

The civil and military ministers were surprised to see Ye Ru handle the situation so easily, but they were mostly delighted.

As everyone was astonished, all the wind blades in the arena disappeared, leaving only the Holy Page standing firm, emitting a strange light.

After the sacred pages dispersed, Ye Ru's figure gradually became visible.

Before him floated a small cauldron, flames burning within, distorting the air around him.

"go with!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Ru flicked his finger, and the small cauldron instantly transformed into a streak of light, fiercely blasting towards Ji Wei. Then, Ye Ru parted his lips slightly:

"Burned!"

In an instant, the flames in the small cauldron surged like waves, sweeping outwards in all directions, a scene that shocked many.

The flames swept through and engulfed Ji Wei in a moment, but only lasted for a few seconds before dissipating. The small cauldron seemed to have encountered something terrible and shot back to Ye Ru's brow.

As the flames subsided, Ye Ru's pupils constricted, and he thought to himself in shock:

"This is... the power of oracle bone script?"


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