The pure white “Hao Rang Zheng Qi” of Han Wen Xin’s body turned black, no, not pure black, but ink if you want to call it that.
The ink-coloured qi blocked the sword’s blade, dulling the qi attached to it and dissipating it.
Taking this opportunity, Han Wenxin crawled and rolled, quickly moving away from Qing Yu, not caring about his image at all.
He had to escape.
Even though Han Wenxin was still hiding his strength, Qing Yu had no reason to be sure that he was going to run away. If one were to ask why, consider it the resonance of those who are greedy for life and death.
“Stop him!” Qing Yu bellowed.
Luo Yan leapt, his palms sweeping up a bitter wind, blocking Han Wenxin’s path, “This path is impa*sable.”
Behind him, Qing Yu took several steps, his sword light following him like a shadow, his speed was not slower than Luo Yan’s, but only faster.
“Han Wenxin, you can’t escape!”
The sword in Qing Yu’s hand kept on pointing at Han Wenxin’s vital points, forcing him to dodge or use his ink-coloured true qi to block the sword qi, while his left hand dangled by his side, with a hidden murderous intent in his sleeve.
Han Wenxin secretly cried out in anguish as these two men of unknown origins, one of them was flexible and flexible, making a tour de force, stalking him and not giving him the slightest chance to escape. The other one’s swords were aimed straight at the vitals, but they were so ruthless that they had to be careful at all times, fearing that they would be killed silently in the next moment.
After Qing Yu’s left hand dropped, Han Wenxin felt an even greater crisis, as if he would be killed immediately.
The idea was made up in his mind —— , Han Wenxin no longer had the heart to hide, his body turned at will, stepped in several directions and turned several steps, but miraculously broke away from the sword wind envelope and Luo Yan’s entanglement.
“The first time I saw him, I was able to get out of the way.
“Who dares to hurt the students of our academy ——”
A shout shook the four fields, like angry thunder in the sky, exploding in the air.
“A God Yuan realm expert.” Luo Yan lost his voice and shouted.
Only an expert of the Divine Origin realm could do this.
“You sent someone to inform the lecturers of the academy,” Qing Yu said, “You’re really afraid of death!”
As he sneered at Han Wenxin, his swordplay in his hands became even more bizarre and trackless, the longsword dancing along the gaps in the wind, as fast as lightning, yet so silent that even the form of the sword would disappear from his eyes. In the air, there were only a few silver lines, dividing the space into small and large fragments, squeezing Han Wenxin’s space to survive.
As long as Han Wenxin was relaxed for a moment, this interwoven net of swords would surely kill him by a thousand cuts.
Even Qing Yu did not expect Han Wenxin to be this cautious. Just because he was being followed, he returned to the academy in disguise, and even sent someone to notify the lecturers from the Mountain River Academy to come and support him beforehand. This level of caution was already beyond Qing Yu.
This kind of person, I really want to kill him!!!
For the first time, a killing intent arose in Qing Yu’s heart. Originally, under the unique state of mind of the “Heavenly Man Transmigration Method”, Qing Yu would not have developed the slightest killing intent even if he had actually killed someone with his hands. But in front of someone like Han Wenxin, for the first time since he had practised the “Heavenly Man Transmigration Method”, Qing Yu had a strong desire to kill.
With this in mind, the murderous intent hidden in his sleeve was ready to be released, provoking Han Wenxin, who was the target, to stand up in sweat.
“Rats ——” shouted closer and closer.
Beforehand, due to the fear of the Shanhe Academy’s people coming to support him, Luo Yan had deliberately chosen the Pa*senger House, which was farther away. However, this distance was not too much of a problem for a strong man of the Divine Origin realm.
Han Wenxin’s ink-coloured true qi surged around his body, completely enveloping his form. Such a release of true qi was by no means sustainable for a Xiantian realm martial artist. Han Wenxin had already tried his best and would lose his power of resistance in a moment. But what Qing Yu and the others needed now was this moment and a half.
Qing Yu’s sword qi seemed to lose its sharpness in front of this true qi, becoming softer and then being slowly dissipated. This unknown ink-coloured true qi was actually extremely protective. True qi would become inactive and slowly dissipate before this ink-coloured true qi.
“What should we do?” Qing Yu asked.
The divine Origin realm lecturers from the Mountain River Academy would arrive soon, and this time, they were not destined to take Han Wenxin.
“Go.” Luo Yan said on the spur of the moment.
Luo Yan was also a decisive person, and when he saw that things could not be done, he immediately decided to retreat.
The four men in black had withdrawn long ago when Qing Yu had struck. This was because they knew that this battle was not something they could interfere with anymore.
“Unexpectedly, the scholars of the Mountain River Academy have intervened in the battle of the emperors, has the titular Confucian Sect also thrown itself into the Sixth Prince’s banner ——”
As he was leaving, Qing Yu did not forget to dig a hole for Han Wenxin.
When Han Wenxin used his ink-colored true qi, the other people in the pa*sing building had long since scattered as birds and beasts. However, Han Wenxin and the Sixth Prince were very close to each other, but they couldn’t resist a serious investigation.
The fact is that even though the eighth prince, Feng Qiwu, who is a disciple of the dean of the Mountain River Academy, has many admirers, none of the core students of the academy are really under his command and serve him. This is an unspoken but true rule that the Shanhe Academy cannot be involved in the battle for the emperor’s son.
With this in mind, Han Wenxin could not stay at Shanhe Academy any longer. If you want to hide in the academy and live, don’t even think about it.
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After Qing Yu and Luo Yan left, Han Wenxin couldn’t hold on any longer and sat down on the ground. He didn’t need to hold on any longer, because the lecturers from the Mountain River Academy had already arrived.
However, Han Wenxin did not dare to go and thank the lecturer, who he had been with for almost three years and was already extremely familiar with. He lowered his head, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes. It was believed that the eyes of the lecturer who was looking at Han Wenxin were also the same.
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Qing Yu and Luo Yan quietly blended into the crowd. It has to be said that on this journey towards Datong Mountain, it was actually no different from the city. It was only a matter of moments before a large crowd gathered, pointing from afar at the no longer moving Pa*senger House and talking about it.
Luo Yan lifted off his human skin mask and Qing Yu took on a new face. The two took an upper room at a nearby inn to talk about the aftermath of the operation.
“I can’t imagine that since Han Wenxin can cultivate both ‘Hao Ran Zheng Qi’ and other techniques, it’s really unexpected ——,” Luo Yan said in amazement.
Just now, things were too urgent to sigh, but now that he had relaxed, Luo Yan could not help but feel amazed by Han Wenxin’s singularity.
The “Hao Ran Zheng Qi” is the Confucian school of protecting the Tao. Since it is the protection of the Way, one must first ensure one’s own purity. “Once it is practised, it is impossible to practise any other internal martial art. The internal energy cultivated prior to the practice of Hao Ran Zheng Qi will slowly turn into Yuan Qi and return to the body as time pa*ses.
