I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 758 Wheel War

Zou Liu was righteous and awe-inspiring. Facing Chen Sanliang, he spoke passionately, his voice full of tragic grandeur: "No one can wreak havoc on the land of China! You beasts, forget it!"

Zou Liu and Chen Sanliang were discussing Taoism, but after an incense stick of time, Zou Liu was defeated and blood spurted out of his mouth, following the fate of the previous two.

Looking at Zou Liu lying on the ground, Chen Sanliang sighed: "If you want to defend the land of China, it is useless to rely on your mouth. You need real talent and knowledge. Your real talent and knowledge are not very good, but the slogans you shout are loud. I am afraid you are here to seek fame and reputation from me. It is really despicable."

Chen Sanliang killed people and broke their hearts. After winning, he did not forget to ridicule his opponent: "It seems that there is no one left in Jiangnan. They actually let a fool like you stand out. People's hearts are really not as they used to be."

"You..." Zou Liu was so angry that his body trembled and his eyes rolled back. The next moment he fainted from being scolded.

Zhang Chen, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but shook his head when he saw this scene: "Chen Sanliang really hates the scholars in China, but his mouth is too poisonous."

Just as Zhang Chen was thinking about this, someone indignantly stepped out from the crowd and shouted angrily: "Chen Sanliang, don't be so arrogant! Although you are talented, you have no morals. What qualifications do you have to bark in my land of China? I am here to challenge you!"

Then another middle-aged Confucian scholar came out, looking at Chen Sanliang with excitement, his voice filled with rage.

"Who are you?" Chen Sanliang asked casually, calm and unmoved.

Hearing this, the other party raised his head and said proudly: "Teacher of Chongzhou Academy: Wang Gun. Have you ever heard of my name?"

Hearing the other party's name, Chen Sanliang's heart moved, and his eyes became more serious. He had heard of the name of "Wang Gun". He was once named by the Imperial Academy and wanted to invite him to teach in the palace and become one of the five masters in the Imperial Academy. He refused the invitation of the Imperial Academy because he was concerned about the students of his own academy. This person is very knowledgeable, studies hard and does not care about fame. He is a strong opponent.

"Wang Gun? I've never heard of him. Where did this unknown person come from? And how come he comes here to attract attention?" Chen Sanliang said indifferently.

Wang Gun's face froze when he heard this. He was about to open his mouth to scold him again, but he heard Chen Sanliang say, "You are just a showman. Since you want to kill yourself, I will help you. You are a man who seeks fame for nothing. You are not worthy of talking to me. Come and talk to me quickly, and stop talking nonsense!"

After Chen Sanliang finished speaking, before Wang Gun could speak, the scholars and gentlemen who were watching all became angry and started to scold him:

"Chen Sanliang, you are a person who only sees the world from a narrow perspective. You have never even heard of the name of Mr. Wang Gun. You are really ignorant!"

"Chen Sanliang, you are so arrogant and look down on everyone!"

"Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Wang Gun!"

"Chen Sanliang, you are not worthy of being a human being. How dare you insult Mr. Wang Gun like this?"

"Chen Sanliang, you have never even heard of the name of Mr. Wang Gun. You are really ignorant!"

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When the scholars saw Wang Gun being humiliated, they all denounced him angrily, and their anger was boiling with righteous indignation.

Seeing this, Chen Sanliang smiled lightly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "I have never heard of Wang Gun, you go away, I go away. If you want me to apologize, if you want me to bow my head, then defeat me in terms of knowledge. You boast so much, who knows if you are just a name, a scumbag, or do you really have real talent? If whoever has a bigger name has the truth, then we don't need to discuss it, I will just kowtow to each of you, right?"

At this point, Chen Sanliang looked at Wang Gun and said, "Don't you think so? Does what I said make sense?"

Wang Gun's face darkened when he heard this. He interrupted the indignation of the scholars behind him, and a murderous look appeared in his eyes: "Alright! Let's discuss the winner."

Wang Gun was the first to speak up: "Chen Sanliang, you said that there is no discrimination in education, but as far as I know, you are not really teaching without discrimination..."

From a distance, Zhang Chen watched Chen Sanliang and Wang Gun exchanging sharp words, and a hint of emotion appeared in his eyes: "Chen Sanliang's means of attracting hatred are really good."

He stood motionless and listened to the two people's discussion. After an hour, he saw Wang Gun standing opposite Chen Sanliang with a pale face. His whole body was shaking and his lips were trembling. Facing Chen Sanliang's questioning, he was speechless.

"You are nothing but a fool! When I saw them praising you before, I thought you had some real talent and knowledge. But now it seems that your fame is greater than your talent and knowledge. You are just a person with empty reputation. Go away quickly, so as not to pollute my eyes. You are a person who only seeks fame and reputation, are you qualified to discuss philosophy with me?" Chen San saw that the other party was stumped by his question, so he immediately activated his ultimate move and entered the taunting mode.

"You...you..." Wang Gun looked at Chen Sanliang, blood slowly flowing out of his mouth. Finally, his body fell backwards and fell straight to the ground.

In the Shadows

Zhang Chen was stunned when he saw this scene. He mastered the blood control technique and could sense the changes in Wang Gun's body. Wang Gun's lungs had already exploded at this time. He was so angry that his lungs exploded. Wang Gun was dead! Even the Daluo Immortal could not save him!
"Sir!" The scholars wailed and rushed forward, wailing around Wang Gun's body.

"Chen Sanliang, you have talent but no morals. Even though you are more knowledgeable than me, I will not admit defeat. I want to discuss philosophy with you! Do you dare to bet your life with me? The loser will have his head cut off!" A scholar saw that Wang Gun had died of anger, and turned around to glare at Chen Sanliang.

"Haha, since you want to die, how can I not fulfill your wish?" Chen Sanliang smiled coldly.

Then the two began to discuss this, and after a cup of tea, the young man's face was red, his whole body was sweating, and he was speechless.

"With your little ability, you want to avenge others? Don't come out to attract attention." Chen Sanliang looked at the scholar with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "You want to use my head to become famous, but you have chosen the wrong target."

The young man felt so ashamed upon hearing this that his body trembled even more violently. He suddenly drew the sword from his waist, slashed it across his neck, and died.

Zhang Chen in the corner was also stunned when he saw this scene, and thought to himself: "He is a very strong-willed person. The human race can only last for thousands of years because of such people."

Zhang Chen turned around and used the art of escape to leave. Although this kind of "fighting" was thrilling, it was as miserable as a moth flying into a flame, which was unbearable to watch.

Zhang Chen appeared in his own house, looking at the quietly burning Soul-Bounding Lamp. After carefully adding oil to the lamp, he looked at the soul inside the lamp with an inexplicable look in his eyes. After a long time, he sighed quietly: "All I can do is to protect Zhou Qiucheng. As for the Confucian disciples in Jinling City, I can't let Chen Sanda's plan down."

Zhang Chen closed his eyes and fell into a state of meditation. His soul entered the spiritual world and he saw tardigrades fighting with corpse-eating bugs. At this time, there were more tardigrades, and their number was almost equal to that of corpse-eating bugs. The tardigrades were immortal and had completely gained the upper hand. The day when Zhang Chen would collect his fortune was not far away.

Time slipped away, and the night passed in a hurry. In the morning, when Zhang Chen was having breakfast, the fox fairy Nannan came to report: "Last night, the scholars and Chen Sanliang discussed Taoism all night long, and there are already eighty-six corpses in Chen Sanliang's yard."

Zhang Chen paused while drinking his porridge, and was stunned: "Aren't they afraid of death?"

Upon hearing this, the fox fairy Nannan sighed, with a look of shock in her eyes: "This is the difference between humans and demons."

Zhang Chen was inexplicably shocked, but he just sighed and continued to drink his porridge with his head down.

Who knew that in the afternoon, the fox fairy Nannan continued to report: "Today, Chen Sanliang and the group of scholars discussed the Dao for another whole day, and a total of fifty people were killed, and there were fifty more corpses on the ground."

Zhang Chen said, "It's just a few more corpses. What's the big deal? Chen Sanliang's knowledge has reached an incredible level. It's not that easy to defeat Chen Sanliang. Don't you see that the teachers in the academy are now cowards?"

Zhang Chen's voice was filled with disapproval.

"But from last night till now, Chen Sanliang has been discussing Taoism for a whole day and night without drinking a drop of water or eating a grain of rice." The fox fairy Nannan reminded from the side.

Zhang Chen was stunned when he heard this, and felt that something seemed amiss.

"The opponent didn't give Chen Sanliang any time to rest. They have been fighting in a round-robin battle since last night, and there is still no intention of stopping." There was a hint of anxiety in the fox fairy Nannan's voice.

She is from the fox tribe, and of course she doesn't want anything to happen to Chen Sanliang.

Zhang Chenmo ate his meal in silence, and the fox fairy Nannan had no idea what he was thinking.

Zhang Chen had a bad feeling in his heart. He felt that the opponent was not just challenging him, but wanted to consume Chen Sanliang's energy and kill him.

You must know that the bloodline cultivators, warriors, and soul cultivators in this world all need to eat. Even the Shinto cultivators need to eat. Unless they abandon their physical bodies, they can survive without eating.

Chen Sanliang hasn't eaten for a day, and discussing Taoism requires a lot of energy and thinking. How long can Chen Sanliang last?
"This is an open conspiracy! And it's an unsolvable conspiracy!" Zhang Chen's eyes showed a hint of horror.

Unless the discussion stops, Chen Sanliang might have a chance to eat and drink water. Otherwise, with an endless stream of challengers, how would Chen Sanliang have time to drink water?
Besides, what’s the point of just drinking water? Drinking water can’t satisfy your hunger.

However, Zhang Chen was also puzzled at this moment: "How strange! During the time when Chen Sanliang was discussing Taoism, it shouldn't be difficult for him to drink a sip of water, right? Why didn't he drink water?"

"Confucian monks are different from other monks. They still need to excrete. If they drink water, how do they excrete?" said the fox fairy Nannan.

When Zhang Chen heard this, he was speechless. He wanted to complain, but he didn't know how to start.

(End of this chapter)