Just when everyone was speculating on how the next battle would develop, Feng Shaoyang suddenly laughed on the ring. He smiled a little wantonly, even a little crazy, as if he had been greatly stimulated.
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"Huh?" When Su Pingan saw the former's actions, his thoughts stopped for a moment, and the double daggers controlling the surrounding assault also stopped in the void, looking at the other party with some confusion.
After Feng Shaoyang had laughed enough, he gradually raised his head, and then his eyes became calm and indifferent. He also looked at Su Pingan and said: "I admit that I underestimated you before, or even looked down on you. I always
I thought that I was a ninth-level scribe, and I had seen through your previous competition methods and studied your battles, so I felt that I was a sure winner in this competition. In fact, I felt the same way before you broke through, but I didn't
I thought that you could really fight against me with your cultivation in the seventh realm of scribes. What I didn't expect was that your talent was so great that you could compose lyrics and music while fighting.
But even though you have many methods, it’s not that easy to defeat me. So when the competition reaches this point, I feel that there is no point in spending any more time..."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Su Ping'an's eyes darkened slightly, and he stared at his opponent closely and asked.
Feng Shaoyang, "Let's decide the outcome!"
"What?!"
"How about you and I each use a move to have a showdown, the winner will also win, and the loser will feel safe?!"
After hearing the other party's suggestion, Su Ping'an paused.
In fact, he was a little tired after this competition for so long, especially before the breakthrough, he had exhausted all his efforts to fight against Feng Shaoyang. That was the most difficult time.
But the reason why he was able to fight against Feng Shaoyang for so long was all because of the two strands of Tao Yun in the Wenxin tree. If these background details were ignored, he would have been defeated long ago and could no longer be defeated.
But now, in fact, he doesn't have much power to borrow from Daoyun. If it continues to be consumed, he won't be able to hold on for long even if Feng Shaoyang doesn't tell him.
So it's better to decide the outcome with one move now, lest he reveal his secret later.
"Okay, just one move will determine the outcome!"
After thinking of this, Su Pingan immediately agreed.
After hearing the conversation between the two, the book fans and literary students under the stage were immediately shocked.
"Is this competition finally going to decide the winner?" "I'm so excited, but I don't know who can win between them?"
"Needless to say, of course it's the Su family!"
"..."
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Compared to the blind support given to him by book fans, Su Ping'an actually doesn't have much confidence in himself, but now that he has reached this point, he can only go all out.
"Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus!"
Since it was the last move, Su Ping'an immediately thought of 'Xiao Yan's' stunt.
Especially the climax of the just-updated version of 'Dou Po', where Xiao Yan defeated Yun Shan with the 'Three-Colored Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus'. The power of this move can be imagined.
Therefore, Su Ping'an did not hesitate, immediately mobilized all the literary energy in his body, and began to condense the 'Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus' in front of him.
"Sure enough, this is the move!"
When Feng Shaoyang saw Su Pingan's actions, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes.
He has always regarded Su Pingan as his opponent and wanted revenge, so he naturally got to know Su Pingan and knew that the latter's strongest attack method was the 'Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus'.
At that moment, he no longer hesitated, immediately mobilized all his literary energy, and then shouted in a low voice, "Show the Holy Spirit!"
Uh-huh...
After he shouted, all the literary energy in his body suddenly poured into the void above his head, and then an illusory figure appeared behind him.
Looking carefully, the figure was a little blurry at first, but with the continuous injection of literary energy, it gradually became solid. Moreover, the figure was still very tall, towering like a mountain, and there was even a hint of familiarity in it.
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When the figure's entire body was condensed, the audience suddenly exclaimed.
"Oh my god, this guy has manifested himself as a Confucian saint?!"
"How could this happen? How could he summon a Confucian sage? This is impossible?!"
"No, this is not a summons, this is a manifestation... If you think about it carefully, Feng Shaoyang seemed to have written a biography of a 'Confucian sage' before, so he embodied the protagonist in the book!"
"What? This is okay?!"
"Asshole, no wonder he said before that he wanted to decide the outcome. Then he even manifested the 'Confucian Sage'. How can we fight now? He is simply cheating!"
"..."
All the book fans were shocked at that time.
To embody a ‘Confucian sage’ is undoubtedly an incredible ability.
Although what is embodied is not the 'Confucian Sage' itself, but just a substitute illusion, it represents the identity of the 'Confucian Sage', and even if it only borrows a trace of power, it cannot be compared with ordinary people.
Feng Shaoyang soon revealed a hint of a conspiratorial smile, "Do you think that giving up the confrontation and choosing one move to decide the outcome is your chance to win? Wrong, on the contrary, this is what I have prepared for you.
A good ending, because only in such a confrontation, if I cripple you, will people have nothing to say, and only in this case, you will not have the opportunity to use that cultural treasure, or even
... Even if you use it, you will definitely not be able to stop the power of the 'Confucian Sage'. So this time, I will definitely win!"
boom……
As the figure of the 'Confucian Sage' was gradually completed, the literary energy in Feng Shaoyang's body was almost drained. At the last moment, he used all his strength to urge the Confucian Sage to take action.
call……
In an instant, the 'Confucian Sage' struck out with a palm. The huge palm was like a mountain, covering the sky and the sun, as if the Five Fingers Mountain was suppressing it.
Staring at this scene, even though Su Ping'an had already condensed the three-color 'Buddha's Angry Fire Lotus', he couldn't help but change his expression, "This guy can actually manifest the 'Confucian Sage', he did it on purpose..."
Su Ping'an immediately understood Feng Shaoyang's intentions from his ferocious face and proud eyes, "This guy is so ruthless and scheming, but do you think you can win like this?!"
Su Pingan was also angry.
Seeing that the huge palm of the 'Confucian Sage' was already attacking him, he gritted his teeth, and then used all his strength to activate the two strands of Tao Yun of the Wenxin tree again, squeezing out the last trace of the power of heaven, and pouring it all into
Among the three-color 'Fire Lotus' in front of me.
For a time, the flames of the fire lotus became more surging and fierce, as if they were about to burn the entire void.
"go!"
Su Ping'an hit the fire lotus with all his strength and hit it head-on with the palm of the 'Confucian Sage'. At the same time, no one noticed that there was actually an inconspicuous little jar hidden in the flames of the fire lotus.
It's as big as a fish tank, but the eight characters engraved on the altar wall are shining brightly at the moment.
A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people.
The next moment, everyone saw the Confucian Sage's palm colliding with the fire lotus, and then a bright white light lit up on the arena. The light was blazing, shining like the sun...
