northernbook Chapter 127 Beheading
Chapter 127 Beheading
Chapter 127 Slaying
Upon seeing the person in front of him, Ye Ru's face immediately turned extremely cold.
"As the saying goes, 'Don't pursue a desperate enemy.' Unfortunately, you are now just a stray dog and pose no threat whatsoever."
Han Bo sneered. Inside the study, a surge of talent filled the air as he began to write with his brush:
"The cold sword seeks the Dao, seeks the heavens..."
Confucius said: "Repay honesty with honesty, and repay evil with evil. Since you people of Jin want to exterminate me, I naturally don't need to show any mercy. Let's make an example of you first."
Gazing at the gradually taking shape swordsman Jing Ke, Ye Ru took a deep breath, flipped his hand, and the fourth-grade paperweight appeared in front of him. The white tiger in front of the paperweight suddenly roared out and finally transformed into a huge white tiger.
Above the white tiger, a roar of talent filled the air, emanating an aura of slaughter.
This scene caused Han Bo's cold smile to freeze instantly, and a hint of disbelief also appeared on his face:
"That's impossible! You were seriously injured by Han Fengxian, how could you possibly still have the strength to fight!"
At this moment, Han Bo actually had the idea of retreating. He was not Han Fengxian. Han Fengxian was also a great genius of the Legalist school, possessing profound meaning in thirty words. He also had the second level of battle poetry, the first level of calligraphy, and the title of Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examination).
As for himself, he only held the title of Juren (a successful candidate in the imperial examinations) in name only. If he hadn't seen Ye Ru injured, he would never have dared to pursue and kill him.
"Want to run?"
Seemingly having discovered Han Bo's thoughts, Ye Ru sneered and directly summoned the second fourth-grade inkstone, the Wenbao Inkstone.
The ink in the inkstone turned into a large pool of ink, which then formed a circular magic circle that directly enveloped Han Bo.
This scene turned Han Bo's face extremely pale, and the next moment he wanted to mobilize his energy to blast the circular magic array.
However, his talent did not cause any harm to the magic array formed by these inks.
"I will settle this score with your Jin state, one by one. Let's start with you today."
Ye Rusen's cold voice rang out, and then eighteen words of profound meaning burst forth from the author's pen.
This scene caused Han Bo's expression to change, and he quickly activated his Book of Courage for defense.
The eighteen profound words were transformed into a seal, which slammed into the core of his book, causing Han Bo to suffer a heavy blow and finally cough up a mouthful of blood.
And blood began to flow from his seven orifices.
Han Bo is dead.
Previously in the Liuan Secret Realm, Ye Ru did not use the full power of the "Subtle Words and Profound Meaning" technique, since the two sides had not yet reached the point of tearing each other apart. But now, he is truly unleashing the full holy power of the "Subtle Words and Profound Meaning" technique.
The power of profound meaning in concise words is extremely damaging to those who haven't grasped it, but for those who have, it only determines who understands it more deeply.
Ye Ru glanced at Han Bo, then walked into the woods and eventually disappeared from sight.
……
Inside the Hall of Saints.
"Could something have really happened to Brother Ye Ru?"
Mo Banshan looked out of the building and said solemnly.
"No, those Legalists from Jin wouldn't openly commit atrocities in our Yanhuang Kingdom. After all, our family of saints has a sense of things. They must have used some kind of secret method to come to that Liuan Secret Realm."
Kong Hexuan shook his head. As the head of the most powerful family among the saints, he was very familiar with the battle between the saints of the two countries.
"Don't let me see Han Lü, or I will make him pay the price for colluding with the State of Jin to murder a meritorious official of our country."
Mo Banshan took a deep breath and said angrily.
The Mohists possessed a chivalrous spirit, and they were most fond of standing up for the weak and oppressed.
"Brother Banshan, there's no need to be so angry. What if Chief Ye comes back?"
Kong Hexuan forced a smile, even he didn't believe such words, after all, Ye Ru had suffered such serious injuries under the pressure of the Jinshi.
"maybe."
Xiao Ke shook his head, sighed, and looked thoughtful.
"Everyone, I'm back."
At that moment, a voice came from outside, and then Ye Ru stepped in.
"Brother Ye Ru, you're finally back! Are you alright?"
Meng Qingyang quickly stepped over and said to Ye Ru.
"It's nothing serious. I recovered from some injuries using the medical classic 'Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases,' which is why I rushed back."
Ye Ru said with a smile.
"Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases? Brother Ye Ru, you're not kidding me, are you? That's the masterpiece of Zhang Zhongjing, the Sage of Medicine. It's extremely obscure, and even medical professionals have shelved it."
Kong Hexuan's eyes widened in shock. He hadn't expected Ye Ru to even know the "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases".
Is it really that difficult?
Ye Ru's casual remark caused the other members of the various holy families to look somewhat uneasy.
"For a genius like Ye Anshou, it's naturally easy, but for us, it's harder than climbing to heaven. I really want to take your head apart and see if it's made of paper inside."
Dong Qi pursed his lips and muttered something, which made everyone burst into laughter, easing the awkward atmosphere considerably.
"Alright, the National Tournament for Children will begin in a few days. Let's head to the City of Heroes in Western Shu."
After seeing that Ye Ru was unharmed, Kong Hexuan made a suggestion.
"If we linger here any longer, we might miss the game."
Meng Qingyang nodded in agreement.
“Alright, let’s rest tonight and set off tomorrow. As for Han Lu, I’ve severed ties with him, so you can do as you please.”
Dong Qi said coldly.
"Rest assured, we would be ashamed to associate with such a person. His actions are a disgrace to our Holy Family, utterly shameless!"
Xu Ye, a farmer, nodded and said resentfully.
“My family, the lineage of Confucius, will absolutely not tolerate such an inhumane and unjust thing. I have seen the true face of the Legalists. When I get back, I will tell my father all about the Legalists’ misdeeds during this trip.”
Kong Hexuan said with equal grief and indignation.
"And two other companies, watch out, or don't blame us for being impolite."
Xiao Ke's cold words caused the two student representatives from the School of Diplomacy and the School of Miscellaneous Studies to shrink back, their faces turning somewhat ugly.
They also felt some regret. Why did they help Han Lu in the first place? They had incurred public wrath and were in deep trouble.
"Alright, that concludes the Legalist matter. Now, our task is to achieve a good result in the National Children's Competition."
Kong Hexuan waved his hand, and everyone agreed, then returned to their own rooms.
……
That night, Xiaobai emerged from Ye Ru's sleeve:
"You killed a member of the Legalist school this time. I estimate that the Legalists will not let you go. In a fit of anger, they might even travel from Jin to Yanhuang to confront you. You are from a humble family, not a family of sages. The Yanhuang National Academy may not help you. They might even hand you over to appease the Legalists' anger."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ru frowned and said in a deep voice:
"If the Yanhuang Kingdom hands me over, I will escape from the Yanhuang Kingdom, and then..."
Suddenly, Ye Ru raised his head, a sinister look appearing on his handsome face, sending a chill down Xiao Bai's spine:
"Then, the people of Jin killed them one by one until they could kill no more!"