Chapter 798

"Nonsense, stop using clever words to confuse the issue, the monarch is definitely more important."

"Heh, if the monarch is more important, why don't you declare yourself king? How good it would be to be a commander of one."

"That's a fallacy."

"Is it a fallacy just because you have nothing to say?"

Just as the two sides were arguing, a disciple whispered to Shen Xian.

"Senior Brother, I think they are just stubborn."

"Then just do it."

"Good."

Afterward, the Wenxue Peak side suddenly made a move. To this, the Dongwen Academy disciples were not surprised at all, as if they were used to it.

Afterward, the two sides fought fiercely, unable to disentangle themselves.

"Is this a poetry gathering?"

Looking at the two sides suddenly fighting, Ye Changqing asked suspiciously.

"It's always like this. Since you can't convince the other party with words, you naturally have to use other methods."

Fairy Baihua on the side said calmly.

Scholars, you know, it's normal to have some backbone. If you don't listen when spoken to properly, then just get beaten up first. If you lose, you'll naturally listen properly.

It's truly an eye-opener. And, in the chaotic battle, Ye Changqing saw a few familiar figures.

Aren't those Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and the others? When did they change into Wenxue Peak clothes?

"Xu Jie..."

A young man who was originally a Qingyun Sect personal disciple was kicked to the ground by Xu Jie as he faced him.

Looking up, the whole person was stunned. The two knew each other, and he naturally knew that Xu Jie was not a Wenxue Peak disciple.

"You are cheating."

"What cheating? Can't I transfer to the Wenxue Peak?"

"You, you, you..."

"What about you? Aren't you also a Qingyun Sect disciple? Stop talking nonsense, take this."

With the addition of Zhao Zhengping and the others, the Wenxue Peak side was like a tiger with wings. And, Ye Changqing also discovered that these Wenxue Peak disciples, despite their scholarly appearance, had absolutely rich combat experience; it was clear they didn't fight less.

In contrast, those body cultivators of the Longxiang Peak were truly much more gentle and refined.

The array formations all around had long been activated, and the Dongwen Academy had no intention of stopping it.

Clearly, everyone was already used to it.

And after a fierce battle, in the end, the Wenxue Peak won a complete victory. Even with the secret help of the Qingyun Sect, Zhao Zhengping and the others were not to be trifled with.

A group of Dongwen Academy disciples were beaten to the ground. Shen Xian grabbed the collar of a personal disciple and asked coldly.

"Speak, is the monarch more important or the people more important?"

"Pfft, the monarch is more important. Even if you beat me to death today, the monarch is still more important."

This personal disciple said with quite a bit of backbone, but what greeted him next was undoubtedly a round of punches and kicks.

He was rubbed on the ground by Shen Xian.

It didn't take long before this disciple begged for mercy repeatedly.

"Stop, stop, stop, the people... the people are more important, the people are more important."

Hearing this, Shen Xian stopped.

"Then tell me, why are the people more important?"

"The people are the water, the monarch is the boat, so the people are more important."

"Hmm, the child is teachable."

Seeing this, Shen Xian nodded with satisfaction, and this disciple was already beaten black and blue.

The other Dongwen Academy disciples were the same; as long as you didn't agree that the people were more important, it was a round of heavy beating.

Even if you nodded, you still had to give a reason, and if you couldn't, you'd continue to be beaten.

In the end, through friendly exchange, the Wenxue Peak and the Dongwen Academy reached a consensus, and the Dongwen Academy agreed with the Wenxue Peak's statement.

And facing such a result, Chen Qingyu's face had long since turned black as the bottom of a pot. They lost again.

He had already sent several personal disciples to join the Dongwen Academy, and they still lost?

For a time, Chen Qingyu looked at Qi Xiong, his tone cold.

"Qi Xiong, your Dao Yi Sect is playing dirty."

"What kind of talk is that?"

"They... do you dare to say they are Wenxue Peak disciples?"

Angrily pointing at Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and the others, Chen Qingyu had seen clearly just now; it was these little bastards.

Not only were they powerful, but their hands were also extremely dirty. Just a few people alone had crippled dozens of Dongwen Academy disciples.

If it weren't for them, his side would definitely have won.

Being named by Chen Qingyu, Qi Xiong was not panicked. Didn't your Qingyun Sect disciples intervene too?

It was just that before Qi Xiong could speak, Mo Yun on the side directly flipped the table.

Kicking over the low table in front of him, Mo Yun roared.

"So what if they are, so what if they aren't? My Senior Brother said, at worst, we'll just flip the table."

As soon as these words were spoken, Qi Xiong's face immediately sank. I said we'd flip the table if the Changqing kid was wronged, why are you flipping the table now?

And Chen Qingyu was so angry he gritted his teeth, while Mo Yun didn't notice the change in Qi Xiong's face at all, looking coldly at Chen Qingyu.

"If you ask me, your Qingyun Sect is also bored. Our Confucian Dongwen Poetry Gathering, what are you joining in the fun for?"

"Also, those two old immortals, look at the death energy around their bodies; digging up the grave of my Dao Yi Sect's founder wouldn't be much different. They look like they don't have many days left to live."

Mo Yun outputted a round, and Chen Qingyu's eyes burned with anger.

"Shut up."

Chen Qingyu was truly blown up with anger, but this angry shout didn't come from him, but from the two Qingyun Sect ancestors.

This little bastard is truly looking for death.

I don't know I'm going to die? I need you to tell me? And you actually compare us to the founder of your Dao Yi Sect?

That guy has been dead for ten thousand years. ===== CHAPTER 799 =====