Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 233 The Older Passionate Group

Normally, he would have eighteen ways to enrage this so-called golden dragon and shatter the awe of the students behind him.

But today, isn't that old man who likes to stir up trouble right here beside me?

He's had a dark expression ever since the pirates appeared; he's probably just a hair's breadth away from being killed.

Mr. Xu sighed sincerely.

"The dragon's aura of Changqi connects with the three mountains, and the marshes stretch as far as the eye can see. Smoke and water ripple amidst the villages, and it is as if Penglai exists in the human world."

"I never imagined there really was dragon energy above Taihu Lake. It's incredible, truly incredible."

"Yu Gong encountered a dragon and received its blessing. He will surely be able to write a masterpiece that will be known throughout the country."

His tone was sincere, but there was an underlying sense of the Dao of Yin and Yang flowing within it.

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward, and the old man's face was flushed, as if he was experiencing a rush of blood to his head.

If this gets out, I'll lose all face.

He always speaks in a concise and to-the-point sentence.

"roll."

The cyan column of energy exploded directly in the spiritual sense, and its unparalleled righteous power instantly calmed the waves.

The golden dragon on the distant water felt dizzy and its demonic energy was waning. It left with the words, "Those who do not believe in the true god will surely suffer calamity."

Xu Xuan was also shocked. This was the Confucian righteousness that could repel demons and monsters. It was truly invincible.

The scholars behind him were still somewhat dazed.

Water bandits appeared, but were eliminated by the Water God. Then, Yu Gong told the dragon to roll away because the impact was too great.

"Remember, anyone who claims to be a god is a demon."

Xu Xuan asked Zao to give a handbook to the students attending the ceremony; how could he be so naive?

Meanwhile, the Golden Dragon King at the bottom of the water was filled with murderous intent, having been careless.

I've always heard that Confucianism is powerful, which has made me lose my composure. If we were to really fight, it would be hard to say who would be stronger or weaker. Just watch my methods.

Another day.

Xu Xuan saw demonic energy forming clouds in the distance and thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

Demons have a special kind of tenacity; they won't stop until they've brought about their own demise.

For example, in the classic story of "Three Battles with the White Bone Demon", she would not know how brave the Monkey King is.
For example, the Jade Pipa Spirit also knew that Jiang Ziya had some magical abilities.

Judging from the commotion ahead, it's clear that the Golden Dragon King is about to repeat his old tricks after witnessing Yu Gong's divine power.

Of course, it's also possible that these demons are unaware of the impending calamity.

Having seen it all before, he didn't think of having the students on the ship hide; it was time for them to see the world in its truest form.

Yu Gong shared the same thought and allowed the other party to approach.

Huge waves rose on Taihu Lake, and dark clouds covered the sky like a canopy, making it increasingly difficult to breathe.

As the lake water surged, one after another, water monsters emerged from the crests of the waves.

Shrimp soldiers and crab generals are common sights, and all sorts of lake delicacies are readily available. They also wield human weapons and swagger around in a show of force.

The ordinary people on the ship were at a loss.

Water bandits can still communicate, but how can one save their life in front of a demon?

Chongqi Academy was alright; the three outstanding students and three extraordinary students were able to maintain their composure and even help their classmates. However, the students of Jintian Academy were in a rather sorry state, revealing quite a few embarrassing moments.

This infuriated the old man who was preparing to test everyone's willpower.

Looking at Xu's smiling face, I felt like I had lost again.

"What kind of behavior is this?!"

"He has no integrity or moral character whatsoever of a scholar!"

"What's there to be afraid of, mere demons and monsters!"

The old man roared angrily while stretching his limbs, seemingly preparing to dive into the water and fight the hidden evil dragon.

It doesn't mean that the public is unleashing their power; someone else has already made the first move.

This was an unexpected surprise that Xu Xuan hadn't anticipated.

Amidst the wind and rain, the sound of drums rang out. Professor Shi, having somehow shed his outer garment, charged forward with a powerful, almost lithe, gait, frantically striking a small covered drum.

If it were a fight against an ordinary person, this withered old man would naturally be no match for someone who could easily beat him with one hand.

But I'm not afraid of things involving gods and ghosts.

In its earliest form, music was used not only to express emotions but also to communicate with spirits and deities.

Music can communicate with the divine.

Even in the capital city shrouded in imperial dragon energy, Professor Shi could use the Three Pure Ones Melody to shatter the palace, let alone in Taihu Lake.

So they began to play the true war music from mythology.

The old professor's withered body possessed inexhaustible brute strength; he struck the blows while moving with ancient, dance-like steps.

Chi You emerged from the amniotic fluid, possessing eight arms and eight toes. With a sparse head, he ascended the Nine Marshes to attack Kongsang. The Yellow Emperor killed him at Qingqiu and composed the "Song of the Gang Drum."

This battle established the orthodox status of the Yanhuang people in China for thousands of years.

The Song of the Drum is divided into ten parts.

The tenth poem is titled "Thunder Shocks," "Tiger Startles," "Bird of Prey Strikes," "Dragon Strids," "Spirit Kui Roars," "Eagle and Owl Fight," "Hero Seizes His Will," "Bear Howls," "Stone Cliff Swaying," and "Waves Rippling in the Ravine."

By using the sound of drums to demonstrate divine power, the momentum is greatly enhanced.

The fear of demons vanished from the hearts of those on the ship; in fact, their blood surged with excitement.

The wild will inherited from their very bones was unleashed.

Zao's heart pounded in unison, making a sound like a heavy drumbeat.

Thousands of years ago, it may have been a group of warriors dressed in animal skins and carrying stone knives and bronze axes fighting for their respective tribes and civilizations in the wilderness.

However, through annual sacrifices and the incense offerings of millions of people, the legend has become a myth.

The war melody also possessed astonishing power.

The waves on the lake rose again, and countless thunderclaps appeared in the dark clouds. In the mist, one could almost see ancient human warriors riding countless ferocious beasts in formation.

The demons, their momentum shattered, were shocked and dared not advance.

The king said we were coming for a feast, but he didn't say we were food.

Even Xu Xuan felt his own essence, energy, and spirit surging violently, his fighting spirit soaring to a terrifying degree that he really wanted to unleash a deadly finger strike on the demon opposite him.

In a modern context, it would be like hearing a bugle call in a haunted house.

I have the urge to kill all the monsters and demons out there.

Yu Gong burst into laughter; it was the first time he had ever heard this piece of music.

It suited his taste better than any song that could frighten ghosts or gods.

In his excitement, the old man ripped off his clothes, revealing his muscular and powerful body, and gripped a bronze spear tightly in his hand.

Within my spiritual awareness, righteous energy, like a pillar of heaven, stood firm between the sea and sky, bursting forth with dazzling light.

The spirit of Confucianism, Taoism, and chivalry is encroaching on the surface of Taihu Lake, leaving all demons nowhere to hide.

Then the old man raised his spear.

It was hurled towards the lake at the heart of the demons, and the pillar of heaven pierced through it with the force of a shooting star.

call out!
A bluish shadow fell onto the lake's surface.
The enormous ring of air exploded from the point of impact, instantly turning all the demons into dust and crushing the force of the storm.

A bloodcurdling scream came from beneath the lake, and blood surged up for miles.

When the dark clouds dispersed and the drumbeats stopped, the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake was still there, as if nothing had happened.

The two professors were incredibly handsome and charismatic, stealing the show from the audience.

After finishing their work, they calmly put on their clothes, completely putting on airs.

Xu Xuan nodded. He figured the old man could kill him in three moves. He should always respect the elderly and care for the young.

"keep going."

Meanwhile, in the prefect's mansion, the political climate was in turmoil, and a figure lay on the ground, panting in terror.

It now finally understands why its ancestor kept such a low profile in the capital.

Is this person even human?
(End of this chapter)