Gao Wu Da Qin: You don't want your secret to be known, do you?

Chapter 70 Disciples of a Sage, [One Sage] Zilu

Qin Feng couldn't stand watching the players' seats anymore. 💝😎 ✋👽

With the Sword Immortal in this state, fighting one-on-one with Saint One is pure suicide!

Qin Feng knew [Yi Sheng] too well; he could tell which way this guy was going to fart the next moment just by frowning!

Then some people might say, what does the life or death of the [Sword Immortal] have to do with you, Qin Feng?

This is a very important matter!

If the Sword Immortal really seriously injured or even killed the Saint, would that relieve some of the pressure on me in a way?

Even if the Sword Immortal couldn't seriously injure or defeat the Saint, could he still force out the Saint's magical weapons, trump cards, and ultimate moves?

Regardless, at this point, the fact that the Sword Immortal of Wine is willing to step in and become a pawn is only beneficial to Qin Feng, and not harmful.

What Qin Feng needs to do is figure out how to make this piece serve its maximum purpose!

At that moment, the voice of the commentator echoed in my ears, "A vow of eternal love made to the heavens, a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold for a beautiful woman, it's truly magnificent! Player [Sword Immortal] is so romantic. Compared to that, the strategists who reap the benefits are really..."

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow. "Oh, here comes work!"

Qin Feng turned on his microphone and addressed the commentator, "Mr. Commentator, please stop with your vulgar professionalism and irresponsible foul language! Do you even know what you're saying? You're publicly humiliating me! Humiliating the strategists!"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Everyone looked towards the players' seats. What was going on? Why were the players arguing with the commentators?

The commentator was also a bit confused. He was just stating the facts. Qin Feng had taken advantage of the situation and wanted to take the opportunity to criticize the Zongheng Guigu family to boost his own popularity. In any case, for the old Qin people of Xianyang, persecuting the Zongheng family was the most politically correct thing to do in Xianyang!

The narrator clarified, "Young Master Qin Feng, I meant no insult, I simply..."

Qin Feng interrupted, "Just what? You've already pointed out that the Strategists are reaping the benefits, and you haven't insulted them yet? [The Drunken Sword Immortal] chose [One Saint], and instead of looking into why they did it, you're mocking me for reaping the benefits. If you can't stand me, come on, come on, come on, let's have a match!"

The commentator, his face flushed red from the rebuke, turned to the referee's table and said, "Referees, young hero Qin Feng... he's spewing..."

Qin Feng also said, "Greetings, esteemed referees. Qin Feng has thoroughly studied the national civil service examination rules. It seems there's no rule prohibiting contestants from criticizing commentators and hosts! Besides, this isn't just criticism; I'm correcting his distorted values ​​and his utterly insulting behavior!"

On the referee's stand, Li Si glanced at Wang Jian, "What's going on?"

Wang Jian checked the regulations and found that "there doesn't seem to be a regulation that prohibits players and staff from arguing."

Li Si said, "Then let's ignore it! The strategists are a pile of stinking dog shit. Qin Feng's sudden move must have a backup plan! Meddling in their business is like stepping in dog poop; you're just making trouble for yourself!"

Wang Jian expressed his deep agreement, watching silently without saying a word.

At that moment, seeing that the judges' panel remained silent, Qin Feng decisively attacked, "What kind of commentator are you? Look at all that fat on you! To put it nicely, you're a person; to put it bluntly, you're just a lump of pork belly. Do you even look human from a distance? What, you're getting angry now that I'm talking to you! With a physique like yours, have you even read the 'Sixteen-Year Complete Guide to Martial Arts Hard Qigong'? Can you even recite a few basic martial arts routines?"

"You've mocked my school of strategists time and time again, thinking you're so morally superior, so entitled to stand on your moral high ground and point fingers at me! Do you even deserve to relieve yourself on that moral high ground?"

"Who do you think you are! The reason you're standing here, with so many people listening to your rambling, is because you're handsome and dashing, even more handsome than Qin Feng? Nonsense! It's purely because we, the most skilled fighters, are here, not because you have such a large following. Don't you understand the importance of priorities?"

"You don't even know who the main character is, yet you're here shoving your nose and glaring at me, talking sarcastic and condescending! Do you think you're my long-lost son, and I have to indulge you?!"

"Why are you blushing? Is your blood pressure high? It's embarrassing! As a martial arts commentator, your physical condition is so poor. Did you get in through connections?!"

"How could we let you come out and give such morally twisted commentary at an event like the Jinghong Competition? Honestly, are you a spy sent by the six states to sabotage our Great Qin?"

"The Court of Justice should really take a look around your house; they might find your blue card for immigrating to six countries, or some unexpected windfall from tax evasion!"

From the commentary booth, the host staggered, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground, where he was taken away by staff. ♡💗 ❻❾s𝓗𝕦𝔵.ςＯ𝐦 🏆💎

At this moment, both on and off the field, there was complete silence.

No one expected that the strategist "Sheng Tian Ban Zi" would actually go on stage and insult someone; such a scene was simply unheard of.

In the VIP box, Princess Huayang rubbed her flushed cheeks. "So handsome! Even his insults are so charming! I'm going to post this to my group of girlfriends from the seven kingdoms, so they can all see what a true Qin man is—capable of both literature and martial arts, witty and tough!"

Hu Hai gasped, "Brother, his fighting power is incredible! He suffocated someone with just a few words! The sharpness of a strategist is unheard of!"

Fusu, however, frowned as he looked at Qin Feng, unable to figure out what Qin Feng was up to!

Qin Feng seemed unsatisfied and continued, "As a martial arts commentator, it's one thing to have poor physical condition, but your mental fortitude is also so weak! How are you even doing this job! How about this, the next substitute commentator can take a break, and I'll show you what a professional martial arts commentator looks like!"

Qin Feng's words left all the Qin family members in the audience completely baffled.

The player asked to be the commentator for the match? Holy crap, is that even possible?

Soon, someone objected, "You're a competitor, how can you be a commentator?"

Qin Feng looked at the judges' table. "Esteemed judges, are there any rules in the National Civil Service Examination that prohibit contestants from acting as commentators?"

From the referee's seat, General Wang Jian finally spoke up, "There are no relevant regulations, so young hero Qin Feng can serve as a commentator."

The audience was a bit bewildered. Did they really have to listen to a teenager as a commentator? What if he started fighting and ended up commentating on himself?

While everyone was still in a daze, the live broadcast camera focused on Qin Feng. Qin Feng straightened his collar and began to work into the microphone, "Now, I'll be the commentator for the match. All the players are in position. We can see that [Jiu Jianxian] isn't in good form today, probably because drinking isn't allowed in the main arena. I believe that if I gave him a pot of wine, his condition would improve a lot! And looking at our old friend [Yi Sheng], [Yi Sheng] is still the same as before, not much has changed."

"Both sides have started building up the atmosphere, and we can see that [Sword Immortal] is at a disadvantage in terms of atmosphere, while [One Saint] is acting calmly and nonchalantly. Does this mean [Sword Immortal] is going to be taken down in one move?"

Just as Qin Feng was commentating, in the middle of the arena, [Sword Immortal] finally couldn't hold back any longer and decided to take the initiative.

But just then, Qin Feng shouted, "It's obvious! The [Sword Immortal] is trying his best to remain calm. With his years of martial arts experience, I'm sure Young Hero Wang Xu can easily observe that [Saint Yi's] stance is actually a provocation. As long as you can stay still, [Saint Yi] can't do anything to you!"

Qin Feng's words instantly alerted the [Sword Immortal] in the middle!

Wang Xu didn't have much of a chance of winning, but he believed that Qin Feng could definitely fight [One Saint] to a standstill. So, whatever Qin Feng said, he would do!

Only experts understand the strategies of other experts!

The Sword Immortal withdrew his attacks, refraining from launching a preemptive strike and instead maintaining a stalemate. 🎄💀 ❻➈𝓼Ĥυ𝔵.ᑕ𝕠𝓂 🐤🐯

At this moment, Qin Feng's words were not unfounded. They were the result of nearly half a year of tireless fighting with [One Saint]. [One Saint] rarely took the initiative to attack; he was the type of player who countered.

At that moment, some experts in the audience realized something was wrong and shouted at Qin Feng, "You're cheating! You're giving the Drunken Sword Immortal advice!"

But as soon as these experts uttered their words, the fan base of [Sword Immortal] instantly surged up, directly sending those maverick experts into the medical room.

At this moment, [Sword Immortal]'s fans have controlled the direction of public opinion in the arena, while Qin Feng is also paying close attention to his bottom line and is determined not to cross the rules of the arena.

On stage, Qin Feng said with great interest, "In such a tense moment, some background music is necessary. Please switch to a high-energy background music!"

The background music blared, and with its intense rhythm, Qin Feng stood up from the players' seats, pacing back and forth while watching the arena. "The match has been going on for half an hour now. As you can see, [Yi Sheng] is still very calm, and [Jiu Jian Xian] is even yawning. It's clear that both of them are the kind of people who can hold their tempers! But with that intense heavy metal punk rap music, I believe they'll start fighting very soon!"

Finally, on the field, [One Saint] made a move. [One Saint] simply raised his left hand and extended one finger.

Qin Feng continued, "【One Saint】his opponent has made his move. It's clear he's extended a single finger; this is a point-to-point attack. What's the best way to counter this kind of attack? That's right! Dodge! The finger is pointing southeast, so dodge to the northwest! My god, 【Sword Immortal】is too clever! He thought of the same thing as me, even earlier than I did! My god, he's amazing!"

As expected, from the fingertips of [One Saint], streams of blood energy converged into beams of distorted light, slashing towards the southeast. Instantly, a quarter of the arena in the southeast exploded with blood energy!

And the Drunken Sword Immortal perfectly dodged the Saint's fatal blow!

Qin Feng continued, "As you can see, our contestant [Yi Sheng]'s eyebrows have lowered three degrees, and the corners of his mouth have turned up six degrees. Although it's very slight, you can see that he seems very concerned about the deadly attack that [Jiu Jian Xian] managed to dodge! [Yi Sheng]'s teammate has made another move. This time, he pointed upwards. This clever little devil seems to know that [Jiu Jian Xian] will guess the opposite direction, so he's doing this on purpose! But all martial arts have their routines. No matter how well you hide your moves, they can't be without flaws! We can easily guess that pointing upwards means the ground is unsafe; only flying in the sky is safe. Fellow Daoist [Jiu Jian Xian] is truly clever; it's clear he has already grasped [Yi Sheng's] routine and has flown into the air!"

The next moment, as [One Saint]'s finger fell, the entire arena around [One Saint] was immersed in blood-red lightning. Countless blood-red lightning bolts crisscrossed, and at this moment, it was truly only safe in the sky.

Having already managed to make the [Sword Immortal] give up his attack the first time, Qin Feng has now spoken three times in a row, breaking the [Saint's] moves three times!

Even a fool could see it clearly, both inside and outside the arena: [Sheng Tian Ban Zi] was using a public and fair method of cheating to guide [Jiu Jian Xian] in defeating [Yi Sheng]!

Is this considered cheating by [Drunken Sword Immortal]?

On the referee's bench.

Li Si said calmly, "Is there true fairness in this world?"

Wang Jian said, "The 'Sage' has lived for over a thousand years! My grandson is only seventeen this year! If this counts as cheating, then the Confucianists cheated first! This is clearly the last grand gathering before the Great Contention begins, yet the Confucianists brought in this monster to participate. At his age, he should be fighting my grandfather, not my grandson! This is blatant bullying by the Confucianists! Since they are so unfair, don't blame my grandson for being criticized on the spot. Only unfairness against unfairness is true fairness!"

Li Si chuckled and said, "Don't get so agitated! I didn't say your grandson cheated. I just feel that since Confucius, the Confucian school has declined with each generation, especially this generation. Mencius, as the second sage, is unable to enforce the law at the Jixia Academy. Mencius, as the current leader of the Confucian school, is almost powerless. This has led to the Confucian school becoming arrogant and domineering, living off the legacy of Confucius! If this is not changed, it is only a matter of time before the Confucian school falls apart."

Wang Jian said, "The Confucian school has ambitious members; they will not disband!"

Li Si said, "Totems age, leave, and disappear. How many totems have vanished in this world? The Taoists once possessed two totems, and what happened? The Azure Ox and the Kunpeng disappeared completely, leading to the collapse of the Taoist tradition! No school of thought among the Hundred Schools of Thought can remain undefeated for a thousand years! The principle that prosperity must decline, things must reverse at their extremes, the moon waxes and wanes, and adversity must give way to prosperity applies to all schools of thought!"

On the field, [Sword Immortal] had already dodged three moves and was now at his limit.

[Sword Immortal] also realized how big the gap was between himself and the top two, whose strength was close to that of the top two!

At this moment, merely dodging had already consumed eighty percent of the [Sword Immortal's] energy and spirit, leaving only the power of his final ultimate move.

At this moment, Qin Feng on stage seemed to have sensed the limits of [Sword Immortal], and with the background music playing, he roared with boundless passion, "As we all know, any martial art can be used repeatedly, especially ultimate moves! Generally speaking, there is a pause after an ultimate move! Now, [One Saint] has unleashed three ultimate moves in a row, and he has entered a skill pause. What are you waiting for now, [Sword Immortal] teammate!"

"Unleash your inner power!"

"It's time to deliver the fatal blow!"

"Use your most powerful move! Defeat the [One Saint], and make a name for yourself! The day is here!"

[Sword Immortal] looked at [Saint One], raised his left hand, and a meteorite bracelet on his hand suddenly straightened, transforming into a bronze meteorite longsword, the entire longsword flowing with a faint red flame!

[The Sword Immortal] held the sword horizontally in front of him with one hand, and gently wiped the blade with the index and middle fingers of the other hand while silently reciting the sword energy incantation. The sword tilted slowly!

In that instant, the figure of the [Sword Immortal] suddenly exploded, transforming into nine hazy, humanoid crimson sword energies, leaving long afterimages as they hurtled towards [One Saint] from nine directions!

Nine sword souls and sword energies transformed into nine python dragons, rushing towards the [One Saint] in the center!

Such a deadly strike is absolutely worthy of the recognition of the Three Immortals' strength!

At this moment, even someone as powerful as the [One Saint] dared not underestimate the full force of the [Three Immortals]'s attack!

[One Saint] raised his left hand, his long sleeves billowing, and he raised it towards the sky. Above his head, a huge void chessboard appeared, and black and white mysterious light condensed on the chessboard and descended from the sky. The black and white light halos fell down, hitting the nine sword qi figures one by one and shattering them completely!

In the face of absolute strength, any attempt to take shortcuts is futile!

Faced with black and white chess pieces raining down from the sky like a meteor shower!

The Sword Immortal, gripping his longsword, knelt on the ground. He had finally lost to the Saint.

But Qin Feng on the stage spoke in a clear, resonant voice, "Hey! What do I see? Black and white chess pieces! What is this? This looks like some kind of magical artifact! If I remember correctly, this magical artifact should be called the Heavenly Origin Chess Game!"

"I once read in an ancient book by a famous Confucian scholar that during the Spring and Autumn Period, Confucius had the honor of visiting a mountain called Tianyuan Mountain. It was late that day when Confucius saw an old man on Qipan Mountain named Qichi (Chess Maniac). Qichi said that he had long heard of Confucius's great name and specially set up a chessboard to invite Confucius to play chess."

"The Master played white, the chess fanatic played black. Sixteen moves later, the battle raged fiercely. After a hundred rounds, neither could gain the upper hand. At that moment, Confucius' disciple Zilu returned and loudly awakened the Master. Upon waking, the Master realized he had only played hundreds of games of chess against a hollow willow tree. Later, Confucius sensed a connection to this mountain and, through a miraculous encounter, forged a magical artifact called the Heavenly Origin Chessboard, also known as the Heavenly Origin Chess Game. This artifact was later passed down to his disciple Zilu! Afterwards, the Master retired, and Zilu disappeared. Now, seeing the Heavenly Origin Chessboard again, one wonders if the 'Sage' holding it is none other than his disciple, Master Zilu!"

Qin Feng uttered the origin of the [One Saint] in one gulp, and at that moment, the entire audience erupted in uproar!

A disciple of a sage, [one sage] Zilu?

real or fake?

If it's Zilu, how could he have remained seventeen years old for so many years?

It's important to know that historically, Zilu was only nine years younger than Confucius! He was the first to follow Confucius!

Moreover, before following Confucius, Zilu had already become a very powerful figure in society!

Now that a big shot from society has appeared on stage and his identity has been revealed by a junior, it's impossible not to feel ashamed! If it happened to any of the other seventy-two disciples, they would feel embarrassed, but when it happened to Zilu, everyone felt it was perfectly normal. Zilu's actions were just his normal performance; he was the most unruly of the seventy-two disciples of the sage!

He could even be called the most hot-tempered guy; he even beat up Zengzi's father, Zeng Dian!

But this was not his proudest achievement. Zilu's proudest achievement was when he first met Confucius. Zilu wanted to bully Confucius and put it into practice!

On the referee's stand, Wang Jian and Li Si exchanged a glance. Although the two old men didn't say anything, the shock on their faces was hard to hide. They had also suspected the true identity of the "One Saint" and wondered if it was Zilu, but they weren't sure. Now, however, Qin Feng had revealed the truth in one sentence.

In the VIP box, Hu Hai looked at [Yi Sheng] and murmured, "Brother, isn't it said that the average lifespan in our era is three hundred years? He's lived for over a thousand years, is that reasonable?"

Fu Su said, "Think about it, you have 100 million, and Qin Feng has over 100 billion in debt. On average, that's over 500 billion in debt. Is that reasonable?"

Hu Hai exclaimed, "This...this is unreasonable!"

Fusu said, "So, once anything in this world is averaged out, it becomes unreasonable. I had heard of the 'One Sage' before, and I knew that he was one of the seventy-two disciples. I originally thought he was one of the four sages, Yan Hui and Zhong You, but I didn't expect it to be the reckless Zilu! Thinking about it carefully, only Zilu would shamelessly participate in the Jinghong Competition and compete with a group of juniors for opportunities. The other four sages are all very concerned about their reputation, but only Zilu doesn't have so many taboos."

While Fusu and Huhai whispered amongst themselves, Princess Huayang, holding a live-streaming camera, continuously introduced the competition, saying, "Sisters, the Amazing Swan Competition is now at a stalemate. That Confucian 'Sage' is actually Zilu, one of the former seventy-two disciples! Good heavens, his seniority is even higher than Mencius'! It's unimaginable how he's survived to this day. And is it reasonable for someone his age to compete with a bunch of juniors for this Amazing Swan Award? I'm really worried about my brother..."

On the field, even a powerful figure like the [Sword Immortal] could only lower his sword and bow to [The First Saint] when facing a disciple of a sage, saying, "Greetings, Lord Zilu!"

[One Saint] didn't look at [Sword Immortal], but turned to look at Qin Feng. He no longer bothered to hide his intentions and roared furiously, "I've defeated Heaven by half a move! Today I'll tear your lousy mouth apart!"

Qin Feng, with his hands behind his back, said, "You should have smashed my speakers first, then tore my mouth open. The wrong procedure won't produce good results, Lord Zilu!"

At that moment, an announcement came on: "Young hero Wang Xu, the Sword Immortal, has narrowly lost to Lord Zilu, the Saint! Young hero Wang Xu, the Sword Immortal, please leave the arena to rest."

"Next, please welcome the strategist Qin Feng, the 'Half a Move Ahead of Heaven,' to duel with the 'Sage' Zilu!"

"One of them is a prodigy with the honor of becoming a perfect sage of the School of Diplomacy!"

"One of them is a living disciple of Confucius, one of his seventy-two disciples in the past!"

"Let's wait and see who will emerge victorious!"

One more chapter will be posted tomorrow at noon.

(End of this chapter)