Chapter 213: Killing Wu Yun, a Gentleman's Fight

Wu Yun pulled out the long sword on the ground and rushed straight towards Ci Song. Facing the menacing Wu Yun, Ci Song did not make any other moves. He slowly raised his right hand, the lightning flashed, and stretched out two fingers to clamp it directly. Wu Yun's long sword was struck, preventing him from advancing even half a minute.

"Break it!" Wu Yun shouted, using all his strength to move the sword, and then he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the sword. Suddenly, the azure sword emitted bursts of light, and at the same time, A powerful breath burst out from the sword.

He wanted to break free from Ci Song's hand, but Ci Song's expression remained unchanged, and he exerted slight force on his right hand, and the golden thunder light passed directly along the sword body into Wu Yun's body.

"ah!"

Wu Yun let out a scream instantly, his face turned extremely pale, and his figure instantly succumbed. He felt as if his internal organs were struck by lightning, and bursts of severe pain came from him.

"Sure enough, jealousy can change people beyond recognition."

Ci Song looked at Wu Yun with disgust, feeling very disdainful of his jealousy. He understood that the reason why Wu Yun launched a sneak attack was entirely because he saw the scene where he and Mo Yao met, and the jealousy burned in his heart and he lost his mind.

Wu Yun's hand holding the sword kept shaking. He never expected that he would be subdued so easily by Ci Song. His heart was filled with unwillingness and anger, but the severe pain in his body prevented him from breaking away from Ci Song's control.

"Look at you, you look a bit like a direct disciple of Kong Sheng Academy."

Ci Song smiled disdainfully, and at the same time, he exerted a slight force on his right hand, directly shattering Wu Yun's long sword, and the fragments flew everywhere.

"you!"

Wu Yun's face turned red and his eyes were full of resentment. He never expected that he would be so humiliated and defeated by a scholar. His heart was filled with unwillingness and anger, but the severe pain in his body made him unable to resist.

"Confucius once said: When you see a virtuous person, you should reflect on them; when you see a virtuous person, you should introspect yourself. Wu Yun, you should re-read the Analects of Confucius."

Ci Song had no intention of saving Wu Yun's life. The golden thunder light in his hand condensed into a golden thunder sword and was placed directly on Wu Yun's neck. Wu Yun's body was trembling slightly. He looked at the thunder sword in front of him with fear in his eyes. He knew that as long as Ci Song exerted a little force, this thunder sword could easily cut his neck.

"Ci Song, do you dare to kill me?"

Although Wu Yun was frightened, he still yelled coldly. He knew very well that at this moment, he had no power to resist, and could only hope that Ci Song would not kill easily.

"Why don't you dare?"

Ci Song sneered, the thunder sword in his hand was slightly exerted, and a trace of blood seeped out from Wu Yun's neck.

"You harmed a fellow disciple, aren't you afraid of being held accountable by your master afterwards?"

Wu Yun felt the sharp pain on his neck, but he still threatened him.

"If it were before, maybe I would let you go for Master's sake, but."

Ci Song waved the thunder sword in his hand and sealed his throat with one sword, ending Wu Yun's life. Wu Yun felt a chill on his neck, then a pain, and then his eyes began to blur, and the surrounding scene became dim.

Even if the death in the battle between heaven and man was not a real death, the feeling of life passing away still existed. The blood stained Wu Yun's clothes and the ground under him red.

The Confucian students present couldn't help but gasp when they saw this scene. They didn't expect that Ci Song would actually be able to kill Wu Yun directly.

"Those who kill will always be killed. Since you want to kill me, why should I let you go?"

Ci Song looked at Wu Yun's body on the ground and said coldly. Although his voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

He does not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but he will not let others bully him, nor will he change his behavior because of a person's identity or background.

"This Junior Brother Ci is so ruthless."

A student from Zeng Sheng Academy couldn't help but sigh. Although they knew that Wu Yun attacked first, they couldn't help but feel a little frightened when they saw Ci Song kill someone so decisively.

"Cruel? Do you still want to talk about kindness to such a person? In my opinion, killing him is a good idea!"

Mo Lin sneered. From his perspective, Ci Song clearly saved Wu Yun's life from Bai Ye. Wu Yun should be grateful to Ci Song, but he got angry because of a woman and tried to attack Ci Song. This kind of It would be really bad if people were let go easily.

Another student from Zeng Sheng Academy nodded. Although he felt that Ci Song's methods were a bit cruel, when he thought about it carefully, it was also reasonable. After all, Wu Yun had already taken action against Ci Song. If Ci Song didn't fight back, he would be the one who died.

"Well, it seems that the enrollment standards of our Confucius School have indeed been lowered. People like Wu Yun, who have talent but no virtue, will never become great. But it's not too late. This time, I'm here Let’s talk to Shufeng about Wu Yun’s deeds.”

Beiyuan looked at Wu Yun's body coldly, with no sympathy in his eyes. Instead, he felt sorry for his junior brother Shu Feng. In order to protect a person like Wu Yun, he chose to cut off his back alone to face the siege of Dao Ziling and other Taoist students, and was eventually killed. Elimination is really not worth it.

Then he stepped forward and said to all the students present: "Everyone, I think those who can come to the top of this Phoenix are all the best among people, the leaders of various schools. In this case, why don't we all have a gentleman's contest? How was the fight?"

"A battle between gentlemen?"

The students did not understand what this man was thinking.

"It's very simple, one on one, the winner will stay, the loser will die, those with grievances will be given priority, and those who interfere will be killed. What do you think?"

Beiyuan's words made everyone present feel a little dazed. They didn't understand why Beiyuan made such a suggestion.

"Brother Bei, you are causing us internal friction."

A student from Zigong Academy smiled bitterly and said that it is clear that Confucian disciples currently have the upper hand, reaching more than 50 people, far more than other schools. They can join forces to surround students from other schools and take over the top ten. Beiyuan's proposal is completely to combine Confucian disciples It makes no sense to completely remove the advantage.

"Everyone, I understand your concerns, but have you ever thought that if we join forces to attack, even though we can defeat the disciples of other schools, it will be said that we cannot win with force, which will only make people laugh."

Beiyuan waved his sleeves and said: "But if we have a gentleman's battle, a one-on-one contest, then even if we win, we will actually be stronger than the other party, and in this way, we can avoid There are unnecessary fights and casualties. You are all scholars. If you have such an opportunity, why not take it? "

For a long time, no one responded.

"What? If no one is willing, then fine, either obey or be eliminated. It's your choice."