My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 351 The Fist Wind Shakes Heaven and Earth!
A gentle breeze was blowing.

The green grass on the ground swayed gently in the wind.

As you breathe, you can smell the earth mixed with the unique scent of the mountain air.

Everything was incredibly real.

It doesn't look like an illusion at all.

Zeng Anmin slowly raised his head and looked at the high wall blocking the way for more than a hundred Confucian scholars.

The red brick wall exudes an eerie and sinister aura.

It's so captivating that you can't help but be drawn into the heart of this giant wall.

His body moved gently toward the giant wall.

"careful!"

Liu Xian couldn't help but look at Zeng Anmin, her eyes filled with worry.

He stood before the hundred-plus Confucian scholars, like their leader.

The more than one hundred Confucian scholars also looked at Zeng Anmin nervously.

"fine."

Zeng Anmin waved to them and then walked resolutely toward the giant wall.

On the surface, he seemed completely unconcerned, but in his heart, Zeng Anmin was extremely solemn.

He didn't know who the enemy was, nor what abilities the enemy possessed in the formation.

Now, he can only be extremely cautious.

However, caution does not mean surrendering; he still needs to test the waters little by little.

His whole body tensed up, and golden, righteous energy surged into his hands like a tide, enveloping his palms and even his entire body, protecting them tightly under the golden light.

He reached out and gently touched the huge red wall.

When he placed his hand on the giant wall, nothing changed.

The red wall is still the same red wall.

But he could clearly sense the impenetrable defenses within those red walls.

He pushed hard.

A fourth-rank martial artist possesses extremely strong physical strength.

But the giant wall remained completely still.

However, a barely perceptible mark was left where his palm had touched.

See this scene.

A sharp glint flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes.

"I see!"

His voice reached everyone's ears.

Upon hearing his voice, everyone suddenly looked up at him.

"What do you know?!"

"Brother Quanfu, have you already thought of a way to break this deadlock?!"

Liu Xian's admiration for Zeng Anmin was not just talk; he had already been convinced of Zeng Anmin's worth back in the Imperial Academy.

Hearing Zeng Anmin's words now is more effective than hearing an imperial edict.

Excitement flashed across his face as he stared intently at Zeng Anmin, his breathing becoming heavy, his face flushed, and he looked overjoyed.

The Confucian scholars behind him also clenched their fists and stared at Zeng Anmin.

A sense of hope filled their hearts.

"This giant wall is indestructible and very long..."

Zeng Anmin had exceptionally sharp eyesight. Looking ahead, he saw that the giant wall was at least a hundred miles long.
"But it is not aggressive at all."

He analyzed it carefully:

"Although the width and length of the giant wall are extremely far."

"But it is not without end."

"But to get around this giant wall, with our current speed, it would take at least half an hour."

He made a quick estimate and was able to calculate the approximate distance.

"This proves one thing."

"What's up??"

Upon hearing this, Liu Xian instinctively asked a question.

"This proves that the enemy wants to trap us for half an hour."

Zeng Anmin seemed to have said something meaningless.

Upon hearing this, Liu Xian's lips twitched. He wanted to say something, but then his expression froze, and as if he had just thought of something, he suddenly spoke:
"What Brother Quanfu means is..."

"Now I am absolutely certain that the enemy is not as terrible as we thought."

Zeng Anmin was resolute, his gaze revealing determination:

"He wanted to use this half hour to make preparations..."

After he finished speaking, he slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the sky:
"Right?"

It was unclear who he was talking to. "In other words, you're afraid of us gathering together, or rather, you're not afraid of us gathering together, but you need half an hour to do something. Once you've done that, even if we gather together, we won't be able to do anything to you..."

Zeng Anmin's voice was murmured.

"What should we do now?"

There was a hint of anxiety in Liu Xian's voice.

"If we're really trapped here for half an hour..."

"Don't worry."

Zeng Anmin sneered, his gaze falling on the massive wall before turning towards the mountaintop:

"It's too late to go back to the mountaintop to find the Princess and break down this wall."

"There is only one way now."

"any solution?"

Liu Xian stared at Zeng Anmin and asked.

Zeng Anmin's words echoed in his ears, and he inexplicably felt incredibly at peace.

It was as if someone was protecting him.

This is... a fatherly feeling.

Zeng Anmin smiled slightly: "Back then, Master Xu carved a magic array on my body."

"This expansion of the formation is the key to breaking the deadlock."

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

"Please wait a moment, everyone, and watch how I break down the wall."

Zeng Anmin chuckled softly, then slowly turned around, his gaze fixed on the giant wall:
"It must have taken you quite a bit of effort to gather the soil from this illusion array, right?"

He just touched it.

The giant wall did not appear out of thin air.

Its core is stone and soil.

In other words, the enemy who controlled the illusion array merely borrowed something from within the illusion array and transformed it into this giant wall.

The giant wall did not appear out of thin air using his power.

if it is like this……

Zeng Anmin was certain that the demon race's "enemy" must also follow some kind of rule within this illusion array.

He is not a "god".

This is enough.

All he needs to do now is break down this wall to confirm what he's thinking.

With that thought in mind, Zeng Anmin no longer hesitated.

His gaze was fixed on the wall.

His aura began to slowly rise.

"Om!!"

The martial aura of a fourth-grade combatant began to be frantically mobilized from his body.

"Om!!"

The martial arts aura swirled within his body, round and round.

At the same time, the device on his waist began to flash.

"This is an illusion array, but it is Qinghai Bay within the illusion array."

Zeng Anmin grinned and took out an extremely clean spirit stone from his pocket.

These spirit stones were taken casually from his own spirit mine after he arrived at Qinghai Bay.

"Om!!"

As the spirit stone entered the device at his waist, red patterns appeared on his body.

The strength is also gradually increasing.

"As expected, Master Xu was not entirely idle."

"Although we were in an illusion array, he did not suppress our abilities in reality, which is a blessing in disguise."

Zeng Anmin's confidence increased greatly.

The demons clearly have a good understanding of Confucian and Taoist cultivators.

They knew that the Confucian scholars were not physically strong.

They used this giant wall to block their way.

However, the enemy overlooked one crucial point.

There's a wall hanging here...

Zeng Anmin's gaze turned deep as he looked at the massive red wall in front of him.

He slowly reached out his hand.

Then throw a punch!
"Bang!!!"

A fist the size of a clay pot, carrying unparalleled power, slammed into the giant wall!

(End of this chapter)