nashuaworldcup Chapter 229 Wings of a Saint
Chapter 229 Wings of a Saint
Chapter 229 The Wings of a Saint
In the arena, the shikigami Suzaku, like a meteorite, slammed into Ye Ru with a fierce force. A ripple of talent surged wildly in all directions, causing the robes of many students to be blown off, forcing them to use their talent to defend themselves.
"Has Ye Ru been defeated?"
The scene was in complete disarray, and smoke billowed from where Ye Ru was, obscuring everyone's view.
"That subtle fluctuation just now made my heart pound."
Linghu Qingfeng turned his head, staring intently at the rising smoke, and swallowed hard.
This was definitely not an illusion. He sensed a power even stronger than the power of the Holy Path, and the source of this power was precisely in the direction where Ye Ru was.
Zou Tianshu was panting heavily, as if his talent was about to be exhausted.
"Mr. Linghu, let's go. Ye Ru has lost this match."
Zhang Shuling tugged at Linghu Qingfeng's sleeve and said.
If Ye Ru could still stand undefeated under such a terrifying attack, it would truly be incredible.
"I feel Ye Ru's defeat is inevitable. I wonder what the poem he wrote at the end was."
Yu Mengyang frowned and said.
"Ye Ru should not have been defeated. I felt an extremely powerful force in the poem he just wrote. I don't even understand what this force is."
Linghu Qingfeng shook his head, a solemn expression appearing on his face.
"It's over..."
Xue Hanshu's face showed a hint of defeat as he spoke.
"I really hope Ye Ru can still stand up, but with such power... no, listen!"
Zhang Guo's face initially showed disappointment, but suddenly, he abruptly raised his head, and his pupils contracted instantly.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
Suddenly, a soft footstep echoed slowly from the smoke-filled area.
"Ah, they haven't been defeated yet?"
Seeing this, countless students stared wide-eyed in shock at the smoke.
Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the footsteps grew closer and closer, and the entire Wentai fell into an almost deathly silence.
The sound gradually grew louder, and a young man shrouded in golden light appeared and disappeared until he finally came into everyone's view.
The golden light was covered with countless strange patterns, which resembled ancient murals, but most of them depicted the heroic sacrifices of scholars and soldiers throughout history.
At the crucial final moment, Ye Ru wrote out a five-character ancient poem by Wen Tianxiang, a poet from the Southern Song Dynasty. This poem was exactly the same as Mencius's "righteous spirit," and it was this righteous spirit that directly defeated the shikigami.
"No way, he's not even injured? What is that?!"
Upon seeing this, the students all erupted in uproar.
"Impossible! You couldn't possibly have escaped unscathed from my shikigami's attack!"
Zou Tianshu stared wide-eyed at Ye Ru, his face filled with disbelief.
"This is...righteous spirit?"
When Linghu Qingfeng looked at the patterns on the golden light, he seemed to realize something, and his hands suddenly clenched, his face full of horror.
"Upright and righteous spirit? Wasn't it said that upright and righteous spirit has been lost?"
These words struck Zhang Shuling and Yu Mengyang as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer. They disregarded their dignity as teachers and cried out in surprise.
"It must be related to the poem I just wrote, otherwise it would be impossible to release such a strong sense of righteousness."
After a moment of shock, Linghu Qingfeng turned around and then said.
At this moment, Ye Ru was enveloped in righteous energy. He looked at Zou Tianshu and said coldly:
"Although your shikigami belongs to the Onmyoji, shikigami are Yin, which is the opposite of righteous energy. Yang overcomes Yin, so you are bound to fail. You probably don't have much talent left now, do you?"
"Upright and righteous spirit..."
Zou Tianshu took two steps back, muttering to himself, then, as if remembering something, exclaimed in horror:
"You actually possess righteous spirit!"
When he entered the world, he had heard a warning: that although shikigami are powerful, they cannot last long before being annihilated by righteous energy.
At first he didn't take it seriously, but now he has actually encountered a righteous spirit!
"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, which flows in all forms."
Ye Ru raised his head slightly, tapped his finger lightly, and recited.
As soon as he finished speaking, a vast amount of talent, like a silver torrent, condensed between heaven and earth, and finally transformed into a torrent of talent that descended from the sky!
"Below are the rivers and mountains, above are the sun and stars."
In an instant, the torrent of talent split in two, turning into a river on the ground that completely enveloped Zou Tianshu, while a blazing sun appeared in the sky.
The blazing sun made the temperature here instantly scorching.
The power of talent evoked by those four lines of poetry left many people speechless.
"The Shikigami Suzaku!"
Zou Tianshu's face turned extremely ugly as he tried to summon the shikigami again, but the talent in the book palace suddenly gave him a sense of powerlessness.
"The righteous spirit shines through the sun and moon, stands firm in heaven and earth, is the foundation of the three cardinal principles, and is the root of morality. Now that I have obtained the righteous spirit, I will surely establish a life for the people and help the poor families gain a place in this world. My actions are not meant to be aggressive or violent, but you have gone too far and have repeatedly obstructed me. So you can't blame me."
Ye Ru was radiating golden light. Suddenly, a pair of silver wings emerged from behind him. The flapping of the wings made him float slightly in the air, like a deity descending, full of majesty.
"Wings of a Sage? This is yet another set of Wings of a Sage after that talented scholar?"
Linghu Qingfeng stared at the shimmering silver wings, a look of shock on his face.
In the past, there was a talented scholar in the Yanhuang Kingdom who ranked first among the semi-saints. However, in order to protect the millions of people of Yanhuang, he lowered his literary rank and joined the demon race, becoming a prisoner of the demon race. His whereabouts are still unknown.
"Our Yanhuang Kingdom is truly about to rise! Hahaha, may God bless our Yanhuang people! May God bless our Yanhuang people!"
Zhang Shuling laughed heartily, "Who can claim such an achievement?"
Zou Tianshu's face was extremely ugly. This righteous aura directly suppressed the talent in his study, making him look no different from a scholar who couldn't even kill a chicken.
"Sigh, I never expected that Ye Ru would win in the end. We should all reflect on the purpose of our studies."
Linghu Qingfeng sighed, looked at Ye Ru, and said in a deep voice.
"What a magnificent and righteous spirit that shines through the sun and moon! I think I understand now. It's true that even a high-ranking scholar is not as good as a child student."
Zhang Shuling pondered for a moment, then smiled wryly.
"After this, I will focus on my studies and will no longer worry about gains and losses. I hope Zou Tianshu can understand that."
Yu Mengyang nodded and looked at Zou Tianshu.
Zou Tianshu took a deep breath, as if he had let go of something. After struggling in his heart for a moment, he finally lowered his head slightly and said something that made many students sigh.
"Ye Tongsheng, I concede defeat in this battle."