Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

After the angry shout, the aura of the teacher became stronger and stronger. It was as powerful as the aura of the ten thousand ghosts that were lunging at him.    

    

"It is my fault for not teaching my father, it is my fault for not teaching my teacher properly!"    

    

With a stern and angry voice, the teacher did not make any fancy moves. Instead, he raised the ruler in his hand, and like an ordinary teacher punishing students who made mistakes, he slammed it down heavily.    

    

The path of Confucianism, the kung fu in his hands, and the solemn and awe-inspiring righteousness, all of the teacher's cultivation was above the ruler in his hands.    

    

The seemingly ordinary ruler was actually the teacher's most powerful offensive technique. It was him suppressing all the students who made mistakes in his eyes.    

    

One foot per person was a simple swing of the ruler, but it made people feel an undefeatable might.    

    

"Commandments!"    

    

The long ruler contained vast vital energy that tore through the air and descended, and a deafening explosion sounded out. Light and shadow intersected, and it contained vast vital energy. The yellow ruler, which gave off a feeling of sunlight, slammed heavily on the heavy hammer that was coiled with Ghost Evil Black Qi and the howling of evil spirits.    

    

When the two weapons collided, the Vast Qi Ruler quickly melted. The divine weapon that was condensed from the overwhelming Vital Energy instantly shattered under the watchful eyes of everyone, turning into specks of light.    

    

"No, save me!"    

    

"I was wrong!"    

    

However, the moment the ruler collapsed, the thousands of ghosts were the ones screaming instead. At this moment, they appeared incomparably terrified, just like mice encountering a cat.    

    

Different from the first time the Punishment Whip had been whipped, the moment the ruler collapsed, the little ghosts that had been infected by the Righteous Qi melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had been crushed into ashes.    

    

However, at this moment, the aura of the teacher was not suppressed at all. The Righteous Qi in his body surged out, and a ruler suddenly condensed in his hand again.    

    

The moment the ruler fell.    

    

It shattered again!    

    

Just like the collision, the ruler couldn't withstand the pressure of thousands of malevolent spirits and exploded!    

    

However, every time the ruler exploded, the battle against the ghosts seemed to be even more intense.    

    

"Ashes to dust, return to earth, return to where you came from."    

    

A loud and clear voice reverberated across the Stellar Battle Platform. Boundless righteous energy rushed into the sky, and a mighty aura rose up, crushing the ghosts' bodies.    

    

Bang! Bang!    

    

The explosions seemed to be telling everyone that the evil ghosts were exploding and dying.    

    

At this moment, the teacher's pressure was incomparably dignified, and in front of him, the evil spirits had no ability to resist at all.    

    

Accompanied by the wanton righteousness and the screams of the evil spirits, their figures melted one after another.    

    

All the ghosts were shattered, and Ghost Devil's condition was not any better. Blood gushed out of his mouth, and his body seemed to have lost the support of energy. His arm, which was holding the Ghost Wolf Hammer, trembled violently, as if he could not stand anymore and fell to the ground.    

    

"What a good teacher, what a good place to go back and forth. What a great teacher! What a great teacher! What a lazy teacher! Confucianism! Hehe, I, Ghost Devil, have never thought that in my entire life, I, Ghost Devil, would be able to create a world of peace with my murderous aura. Today, I'm actually going to lose to a teacher!"    

    

The ghost died tragically, the Ghost Wolf Hammer was damaged, and Ghost Devil suffered a backlash. If it wasn't for the fact that he was strong enough, the backlash from the death of the ghost would have sent him to hell and turned him into a ghost.    

    

A ruler, a few words of clear reading, suppressed the Heavenly Pride of the younger generation.    

    

This was the teacher!    

    

This was the Confucianism!    

    

Ghost Devil was unwilling to accept this, but at the same time, he was convinced.    

    

Above the nebula, Wang Boyong's eyes also changed. He sighed and said, "The Essence Sword Sect has produced many heroes! My Stellar Sect is not as good as them!"    

    

This was the first time Wang Boyong felt this way after he had reached the Stage of Royal King.    

    

He sighed, sighed, and sighed!    

    

The Essence Sword Sect of this generation was truly filled with heroes.    

    

A Qing Chen sword, a dark horse that had risen to prominence as a heretic.    

    

Now, there was another person named Murong Feng, the Confucianism Heavenly Pride. Furthermore, the Saint Asura Sect Expert seemed to place great importance on the experts who cultivated the Confucianism.    

    

Murong Feng, because of Ao Lingchen's great slaughter, was able to hide the bright light of his battle with Zhou Yong. Even though he was highly regarded by the Saint Asura Sect Expert, his performance on the fighting stage was still outstanding. However, in the end, he wasn't able to fight against a true expert of the Heavenly Pride, which was why he was ignored by many people.    

    

But now, the battle between him and Ghost Devil had completely changed the views of all the experts. It had also changed their views on the Confucianism.    

    

With such combat strength and the Confucianism, once he broke through to the Half Step Martial King Stage, with his overwhelming will, he would most likely become the strongest person under the king realm.    

    

The Confucianism had finally shown its unprecedented strength today, making people sigh.    

    

Murong Feng had also firmly engraved his image into everyone's memories, letting everyone know that he was still a person in this world.    

    

Furthermore, many people were muttering to themselves, whispering to each other.    

    

Apart from Zhou Yong, who else present dared to say that they had the confidence to defeat him?    

    

Qing Chen turned his head and looked at Ao Lingchen, who was standing beside him. His eyebrows were sharp like swords, and his eyes met the latter's. He furrowed his brows and said in a low voice, "Murong Feng's Confucianism is very strong. If you fight him, what will your chances of winning be?"    

    

Murong Feng's strength, his awe-inspiring righteousness, and the so-called Confucianism made Qing Chen sigh with emotion. He had thought that the main reason why he was defeated in the top 25 was because of his bad luck.    

    

However, at this moment, his thoughts changed slightly. Murong Feng had used a strange combat technique and powerful combat strength to make him understand that no one who could enter the top 25 was easy to deal with. Everyone was very strong.    

    

Ao Lingchen turned his head and looked at Murong Feng who was standing on the fighting stage when he saw Qing Chen's gaze. He said faintly, "Although the Confucianism is strong, the biggest feature of the Righteous Qi is that it can suppress the evil Qi. Ghost Devil was perfectly countered by his energy. If not... It wouldn't be so easy for him to defeat Ghost Devil."    

    

"However, I am very interested in the Confucianism. I also want to see if teacher's ruler is really that powerful."    

    

Murong Feng was indeed very powerful, but Ao Lingchen had an invincible heart. He kept a low profile and kept a low profile, but he also had a strong desire to win.    

    

"Is that so?"    

    

Listening to Ao Lingchen's voice that was filled with combat intent and feeling his fearless heart, Qing Chen's eyes were filled with complicated emotions.    

    

Once upon a time, he was one of the strongest geniuses of Essence Sword Sect. He had never thought that only a year had passed. They didn't even have the chance to compete with each other for the Heaven Ranking. They had entered the top ten geniuses of the Desolate Domain and became the center of attention.    

    

Top ten of the Desolate Domain, what kind of glory was this!    

    

Even though the competition for the top ten hadn't ended yet, Qing Chen had already regarded Ao Lingchen and Murong Feng as the top ten geniuses. With their strength, unless they faced a monstrous genius like Zhou Yong, no one would be able to stop them.    

    

"Murong Feng, you win. I, Ghost Devil, am a man of my word. If you block my Ten Thousand Ghostly Desires, I will admit defeat."    

    

On the fighting stage, Ghost Devil's eyes were red. His eyes were filled with unwillingness as he stared at the figure who was waving the iron fan behind the teacher. His breathing was rapid as he spoke.    

    

At the same time as he spoke, a ghostly figure flashed by. Ghost Devil decisively jumped off the fighting stage and hurriedly left the fighting stage.    

    

It was not that Ghost Devil was a true gentleman who kept his word, but he was powerless and powerless to continue fighting.    

    

The backlash from the disappearance of the ghost was too severe. He was almost unable to move. He was worried that if he stayed on the fighting stage any longer, he would be killed by his opponent.    

    

He didn't want to use his own life to test whether his opponent was fierce or not.    

    

Looking at Ghost Devil who had left the fighting stage, Murong Feng humbly cupped his fist and said indifferently, "Thank you for letting me win!"    

    

As his words fell, the Heavenly Fault disappeared, and the teacher disappeared without a trace amidst the loud and clear sound of reading.    

    

A light breeze swept past, leaving behind a dumbfounded crowd.