C112 (2/2)
Lan Li's face was still as cold as before, but there was a trace of a disdainful smile on her face.
”Oh!” Someone said just now that I am a barbarian who specializes in foreign affairs and have never read books. Forget it, today I will write a word and let you all come over to appraise it. I would like to see how it is with the Scholar's Brushstroke.
A smile hung at the corner of Qin Yi's mouth, without a hint of anger or anger, as if everything was unmoved.
”People, barbarians, you dare to compare yourself with a scholar? You are simply ignorant. If you were not currently in a decisive battle, I, Xu Huaji, would have killed you on the spot.”
Amongst the spectators, a handsome and refined young man dressed in scholar's robes stepped forward. At this moment, his face was completely red, and he looked as if he wanted to fight to the death.
”Hahaha!” This is the person you are studying at the Positive Qi Academy? This was a scholar who was capable of reading all sorts of books? ”Is this the person who's cultivated, the Qi Family, ruled the country, ruled the world, learned and rich, talented beyond compare, full of talent, and a mind full of the talents of heaven and earth?”
”To think that you are even the disciples of saints. What you are reading is the book of saints, and what you are learning is the law of etiquette. You call yourself a barbarian or commoner, and these are the disciples of your saints.
Qin Yi's words were like a river that overflowed with eloquence, but he did not utter a single dirty word.
Xu Huanzhi, as well as the remaining two scholars, were so angry that their bodies were trembling. Clenching their fists tightly, their faces were ashen, and the anger in their eyes was enough to tear Qin Yi apart, yet they had nothing to say.
The world knew that a scholar's greatest strength wasn't in his martial arts, but in his sharp tongue. If he argued with them, it would completely crush him. However, today he had been turned into a stranger, causing them to lose all face.
”Hahaha!” Satisfying, this is so f * cking satisfying. Little brother, you are so literary and eloquent. Are you really lacking in reading? I think you're full of stuff. ”
”Right, this group of sour scholars are even afraid of the Saint Book. They have already read it to the point of being useless. It's simply too classic, hahaha!”
”Awesome, if little brother is a barbarian, then what are they? They are barbarians among barbarians, and they deserve to be called the disciples of saints. Little brother, hurry up and write down some words to humiliate them.”
The three black robed brothers were extremely happy and humiliated the most. Normally, they didn't like these scholars, so they stubbornly refused to budge. They simply didn't know how to behave.
”You … You... All of you... ”
Xu Huanzhi's entire body trembled violently, his face was green to the point of turning purple, his eyes were filled with endless hatred, and he could not utter a single word as Qin Yi had squeezed him. This was a loud and clear slap to their faces, when had they ever received such humiliation, the grievances in their hearts, there was no need to mention it, they could not wish to hack Qin Yi into eight pieces.
”What about you? I've been studying for a few years and yet here you are blabbering nonsense. Today I will write one word and see who is the true barbarian, who is the foreigner, who is the scholar, who will learn the ways of the saint, who will cultivate the way of the gods, who will cultivate the sword of kings, protect the people of Human Clan, and who will cut down the enemies of all directions.
Qin Yi's gaze was incomparably sharp, and his entire person seemed to still be that peak Grand Monarch, filled with a vast, sacred, and inviolable aura.