Three days later.
More than two thousand people came to Shili Langyao in a mighty manner. Among them, in addition to Fusheng Zuimenglou, there were some other gangs, including Qianjiyuan and Xingxiuyuan which used to belong to Shanglin Tiangong, as well as some other large gangs that chose to follow Fusheng Zuimenglou in recent years.
On the other hand, in Shili Langyao, there was only the academy. Although the four major families had been at odds with Fusheng Zuimenglou in recent years, they had no intention of turning against them at this time. Among the three families in Daze Prefecture, the Feng family was willing to help, but the other two major factions seemed to have been instigated by Fusheng Zuimenglou and took the lead in attacking Tianxiao Yunjing.
In the romantic Qiantang City, with ten miles of Lang blocking the road, there is only a group of scholars.
Bai Jile was lying on the sedan chair, looking at the elegant academy in the distance, squinting his eyes: "This is the academy that gathers all the elegance, knowledge, and morality in the world. When I was young, I also yearned for this place."
"But you came here today to destroy it." Wen Xi, a disciple of Qianji Academy, walked beside the sedan chair with a dark green umbrella on his back, and said casually.
"Because I am no longer young, there is no such thing as romance, knowledge and morality in this world, so this academy is just an illusion. Since it is an illusion, there is no need to stay here." Bai Jile said lightly.
After walking for about an incense stick of time, the elegant academy in the distance was still in the distance, not getting closer or farther away from them, but no matter how hard they walked, they could not reach it. The strong man carrying the sedan chair wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Wen Xi, who waved and called for a stop: "It seems something strange."
"This is a formation. It is famous as far as the horizon but it is right in front of us." Bai Jile hooked his fingers, and a stone on the ground fell into his hand. He flicked it forward lightly, and the stone flew forward, penetrated into the thin mist, and disappeared without a trace.
Wen Xi frowned: "We have all entered the formation."
"The formation set up by Mr. Rusheng himself is indeed powerful. Even I didn't notice it." Bai Jile waved his hand lightly, "Stars."
"Everyone has been asked to stop. We are now breaking the formation." Xingchen, the leader of Xingxiu Academy, dressed in black, landed next to Bai Jile and said in a deep voice.
"Okay." Bai Jile nodded, "Be careful of their sneak attacks."
"A plot? People in the academy have always acted openly and honestly, so how could there be a plot?" An angry shout was heard from afar, and a long sword pierced through the mist and shot straight towards Bai Jile who was sitting on the sedan chair.
"Ni Lin?" Bai Jile stretched out his palm, and with a "bang", the Ni Lin sword was directly knocked back.
Zhou Zheng walked out of the mist, took the reverse scale sword, and said loudly: "The reverse scale of the dragon, if you touch it, it will be angry. Master Bai, do you think that scholars are easy to bully?"
Outside the mist, Xie Kanhua asked Helian Xiyue: "After resting for so long, can you still fight this time?"
Helian Xiyue's robe fluttered: "Of course."
"This time, let's fight him to the death!" Xie Kanhua held the sword and was about to move forward.
"Two OPs, please stay." Li Yanqi stretched out his hand to stop them.
"Although our martial arts have not yet fully recovered, if we fight this battle head-on, Bai Jile will not be able to gain the upper hand." Xie Kanhua replied.
"If an enemy comes to the academy, it should be guarded by the Confucian sage. If the Confucian sage is not here, then we gentlemen will guard it. If the gentlemen cannot guard it, then the three thousand disciples will guard it. If the disciples still cannot guard it, then it will be the turn of the guests to help." Li Yanqi smiled and turned around. Behind him, the disciples of the academy were all wearing white school uniforms and holding long swords.
“But…” Xie Kanhua hesitated.
“Don’t worry. Although all our disciples combined cannot compare to Mr. Rusheng, and the remaining gentlemen combined are no better than Second Senior Brother, a gentleman is still a gentleman after all.” Li Yanqi took a step forward and disappeared into the mist.
Li Wai shook his head and said, "Third brother's martial arts are not the best, but his temper is always the most stubborn. There is nothing I can do about it. But senior brother is right. Even if we can't stop him, we have to step forward to stop him, because the gentleman's way is not to retreat." Then Li Wai took a step forward and followed Li Yanqi into the fog.
In the formation, Zhou Zheng held a sword and faced Bai Jile and the thousands of masters behind him, his face unchanged: "There must be a reason for attacking the academy."
"The academy has raised the remnant of the Demon Sect, Nangong Xier, for many years. What is their purpose?" Bai Jile asked directly.
Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Because Junior Sister is the prettiest in the world!"
Bai Jile was also stunned, but finally continued what he had just said: "If you harbor the remnants of the Demon Sect, you will be invincible in the martial arts world. If you hand over Nangong Xier, we will retreat now."
Zhou Zheng's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He lowered his head and smiled: "How despicable."
Bai Jile also lowered his head and sighed: "Yes, it is indeed despicable."
"Junior sister is not a remnant of the Demon Sect, so I can't hand her over to you. You guys go ahead and attack the mountain. As long as you can make it." Zhou Zheng said in a deep voice.
Wen Xi on the side spoke up: "The five gentlemen have extraordinary swordsmanship. Many disciples have seen them on Mount Weilong that day. However, although their swordsmanship is extraordinary, they are not better than Deputy Tower Master Bailong. I don't know why the five gentlemen have the confidence today to stop us here with their own strength?"
"Who said it was just one person?" Li Yanqi appeared beside Zhou Zheng. He was not wearing any weapons, only holding an ancient scroll in his hand.
"Can we do it with the strength of three of us?" Li Wai also appeared beside Zhou Zheng, holding a ruler in his hand.
"The Fourth Gentleman is Li Wai, the Third Gentleman is Li Yanqi, nice to meet you." Bai Jile lowered his head slightly.
"Three gentlemen working together?" Wen Xi said with a smile, "But we have three thousand people."
"Then let these three thousand people attack together." Li Yanqi gently waved the ancient scroll in his hand, and the original scene appeared beside Wen Xi, which made Wen Xi break out in a cold sweat - it turned out that there was a hundred-foot abyss just one step away from him.
"Is this the Three-Step Abyss?" Bai Jile said lightly.
"Yes. If the three thousand of you rush forward at once, you will fall into this abyss one after another." Li Wai said coldly, "From the moment you saw our Academy, you have already embarked on this path."
"The formation set up by Mr. Rusheng is indeed unusual." Bai Jile said calmly, "So, to cross the Three Steps Abyss, I either have to break the formation or kill you first?"
"You can try." Li Wai leaped out and swung the ruler in his hand at Bai Jile. Wen Xi immediately stepped forward, opened the Thousand Chance Umbrella, and protected Bai Jile. The ruler hit the Thousand Chance Umbrella and directly knocked Wen Xi out.
"The martial arts of the Four Gentlemen are so powerful!" Wen Xi said in shock.
At this time, the Ni Lin Sword had already appeared above Wen Xi's head. Zhou Zheng glanced at the corner of his mouth and said, "You found it too late!"