Unparalleled Martial God

C2247 To the County City(part I)



C2247 To the County City(part I)

"Hehe, looks like this can not only bully illiterate people, but also cultured people."    

    

The path of literature was not simple!    

    

After Chu Yang suddenly understood, he was overjoyed, "Geniuses are not scary, but they have their own culture. Wa, ka, ka ~ ~ ~"    

    

He laughed wildly, roughly understanding what was going on.    

    

There were many ways to make a person kneel, be it threats, forced, seduced, exchanged benefits, etc. The same was true for the way one spoke. Martial arts was not the only method. There were other ways as well.    

    

If a saint's words were spoken because their martial arts had been acknowledged by the heavens, then Chu Yang's words were spoken because his dao of literature had been acknowledged by the heavens.    

    

The reason why the Saints were able to achieve such a feat was because their cultivation bases were higher than most people. The reason why Chu Yang was able to achieve such a feat was basically the same: his literary skills were much higher than most people's.    

    

The level of the Central State language was too low. Chu Yang's level of knowledge of the language was already comparable to that of a martial dao saint.    

    

This was to say that the art of writing could also possess heaven-shaking power, and could also be used to kill.    

    

Who said that the literati would not use violence, but that it was not the time to beat someone?    

    

"Ha ha!"    

    

In his previous life, he had only read a few years of books, so he definitely couldn't be considered a scholar. He had already forgotten all the poems and poems, and was definitely a scum, but in the Heavenly Soul Realm he was not just a scholar, he even used literature to suppress people.    

    

If the path of literature could have the same power as the path of martial arts, then everything would be easy to explain. His Fate Twin Martial Spirit had given him a place in the world of martial arts, thus he obtained the secret of the path of literature.    

    

"Aiyo, this great genius is laughing to death."    

    

Chu Yang laughed maniacally for a while. When Ma Kongqun and Li Dazhuang saw him looking at each other, they immediately gave out orders one by one.    

    

"You idiot Li, hurry up and come worship me. This article will bestow upon you the sacred art of learning how to fight big."    

    

"Eunuch Ma, hurry up and come ask for advice and show your great ignorance."    

    

Wen Sheng!    

    

Although Li Dazhuang and Ma Kongqun were unhappy, this seemed to be the truth.    

    

Even if Ma KongQun was the most rueful one, a month ago Ye Bohun had said that Chu Yang was very likely to be the person who opened up a new era of literature and had the ability to turn the world upside down like martial arts.    

    

At that time, he could not believe it, but in the blink of an eye, it became reality.    

    

"Brother Liu, why don't you give it a try and see how powerful the attack of Wen Dao is?"    

    

Ma KongQun was looking forward to it and Chu Yang was also very curious.    

    

Chu Yang did not answer and immediately spat out a word, "Mountain!"    

    

Rumble, the void trembled violently. Immediately, a towering mountain formed in midair, like a giant beast emerging from the void. It covered the sky and blotted out the sun, casting a great shadow.    

    

Dong!    

    

As soon as the mountain fell on the ground, the earth shook and an endless amount of smoke and dust rushed up into the sky. It was as if the mountain had been shrouded in fog for a long time.    

    

"It's done, it's done!"    

    

Even now, Ma Kongqun still felt like he was in a dream.    

    

"Come from the sky, the Yellow River's water flows to the sea and never returns!"    

    

Chu Yang tried it again and with this chant, a large river came down from the sky as if it was from the depths of time and space. Tremendous waves surged in the sky and gushed down with a loud rumble.    

    

"The wind blows and the water is cold. A brave warrior will never return once he goes!"    

    

The cold autumn wind blew, the surroundings were bleak; the north wind whistled, the yellow leaves danced in the wind, and a large river flowed.    

    

At the riverside, a person was walking away. His face could not be seen, and one could only see his resolute and tragic background.    

    


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