You should know how many classics passed down from ancient times. Even if some of them have been destroyed due to the war, after all, after thousands of years of precipitation, what has been accumulated is like a vast ocean.

In so many ancient books, if you only hear two words, you have to remember the following articles. You can see how difficult it is, because these two words are likely to be completely meaningless, and even possible. There are many similar words and sentences that can be distinguished, which is even more difficult to reach the sky.

Unless, put all the ancient books in your mind.

But it seems that the two students in front of them are like this.

This time, it was Qiao Lin's turn to set the question. He thought for a while and said, "Red Chen."

Qinghan and I couldn't help but look at each other. These two words appeared in our minds, nothing more than some poems, but in such a competition, it might not be that simple.

Sure enough, the other party's student also thought silently for a while, then raised his head and said loudly: "The battle between the world is deep, and the hand and blades are coming. The winner is still undecided, and people are afraid."

This is--

I was a little unfamiliar with this, but the people who were watching the battle below immediately cheered, and some people began to applaud. Zhesheng, who was standing beside him, clapped his hands and sighed, "This is the military book "Holding the Strange Sutra". I didn't expect that they even knew this."

I also whispered: "It's amazing."

Everyone was full of praise, but Chabixing said disdainfully: "It's just that I just drop the book bag. What's so strange about this? Everyone can endorse it, but how many people can do it?"

Zhesheng turned around and said, "Senior Brother Cha, it's not like that, and it's not easy to memorize it. At least, when those ancient books are gone, can you still ask them."

Chabixing curled his lips again.

In fact, both of their words make sense. Zhesheng and his team experienced a fire in Jixian Hall, so they valued the retention of ancient books. But Chabixing was too pragmatic, and it can be said that they could hardly find any scholarly anger in him. What he focused on was how to do things.

In fact, I agree more with Chabixing.

So, I'm a little surprised, why would Nan Zhenyi agree to this competition, and the competition was about dropping the book bag. If it was really a debate, at least some sparks could be collided, but what could this almost meaningless recitation bring to the academy?

Instead, this place looks like a market.

However, the people below were still very excited to watch.

Next, the two students in the government went back and forth, covering a few more "tricks" and the content was also very wide. There were all Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, War, Art, and Magic, and some of them were even not even heard of. The other party could still take it, which attracted the people below to be amazed.

At this time, Qiao Lin asked another question—

"one person."

"One person knows his daughter, you can still go."

I really haven't heard of this paragraph at all. It's rare that the other party actually took it so quickly. I gently "Oh" and expressed my surprise. Zhesheng hurriedly turned around and asked us: "What kind of classic is this?"

Chabixing thought for a while and said, "In "Lianshan Yi", one person knows a daughter, and he can still go."

It seems that although he looks down on others' bags, he remembers a lot.

Tshesheng sighed lightly: "I don't know, I haven't seen it."

Chabixing smiled faintly and said, "The sea of ​​knowledge is endless, but life is endless. Isn't that boring yourself to make things boring? As long as I can understand one or two books, I'll read it well."

"But, that Jolin and his opponents, they remember a lot."

"It's just a lot, not endless, and there will be times when it can't."

Chabixing not only seemed to be not very concerned about this competition, but even looked down upon it. However, the atmosphere in this place was getting more and more tense. It can be said that this competition with lost books has reached its most critical moment, and the questions asked by the two students were becoming more and more rare. Not only did I frown, but even Chabixing was confused.

In a blink of an eye, it was completely dark.

A student came out of the main party. It seemed that he was the main person in this game. He spread his arms and the people on the mountain platform were originally talking. At this time, they immediately calmed down and heard him say, "Today's two people competed for 4,000 games in a row. This is the last sentence. If they can match, today's competition will be fruitless. Let's go to the next competition tomorrow."

It turns out that there have been so many competitions today. It seems that the two of them are equal in size, and it is difficult to tell the outcome.

At this time, I stole the time to look around. The young man just now rushed up the mountain in front of us, and it should be nearby, but at first glance, there were all strange faces, but they didn't see him in the crowd.

I don't know where he went.

At this moment, the student opposite asked: "Japan-middle."

Chinese New Year?

This topic-

I looked up at Qinghan, Qinghan looked at Chabixing, and Chabixing also looked at me.

Everyone was confused, and Zhesheng's brows were also twisted into a knot. Although he followed Fu Badai to compile the official history in Jixian Hall and read a large number of ancient books, this question was obviously beyond his scope.

Japan-Chinese? Japan-Chinese?

Is it Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, or military tactics?

Not only were we confused, but everyone around us also frowned. Everyone was obviously very confused about this "Japan-Chinese". Everyone whispered, but none of them came up with it.

This time, Qiao Lin, who had been sitting upright, also frowned.

As soon as I saw him frowning, everyone below calmed down. Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and it was time to see if he could answer. When I saw Qiao Lin's hand on his knee tightening slightly, holding his clothes, he subconsciously glanced at the side.

Then I saw that there was a small incense burner next to them, lit a very thin incense. It seemed to be a time-calling. If the incense could not be answered before it was burned, then it would be considered a loss.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The incense of thread is very thin and burns very fast. When Qiao Lin looked at that time, a pinch of incense ash had fallen off, which made him even more irritating. Qiao Lin's face showed a nervous expression, and I saw that his forehead was sweating.

I asked Qinghan: "What is it?"

He shook his head: "I don't have any impression either."

I looked at Chabixing again, and his expression was a little more serious than when he was just watching the fun. However, he looked at Qiao Lin, who looked a little pale, and said, "This nerd is going to fall badly this time."

His words didn't seem to be gloating, but he didn't seem to pay much attention to the winner and loser of this game. However, Qiao Lin's face became paler and paler. He could clearly see sweat falling from both sides of his temples. He finally couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe his chin, but he still didn't remember anything.

The speed that we could see incense was rapidly decreasing downwards with our eyes. The pinch of incense ash fell down and finally burned to the last point, and a very clear sound of shooting out came from the main hall.

Suddenly, the crowd suddenly became boiling.

Everyone knows that Xishan Academy lost in this competition!

With the sound of the blowout, Qiao Lin trembled suddenly, and his face turned pale as if something was pulled away from his body, and his whole body collapsed. The student kneeling opposite him slowly stood up and saluted him.

Although Qiao Lin still knelt on the straw mat, after a while, he slowly raised his pale face like his soul returning to his orifice, and raised his hand to salute the student: "Please give me advice."

The student said calmly: "The Seven Signs of Yunji, the Red Emperor in the Sun, his name is Danxuzhi, and his name is Luhongying. He wears a red jade robe, a Danhua Feifei skirt, and a Danjing Talisman Lingming Crown."

Everyone below was in an uproar.

Then I vaguely remembered that I seemed to have seen "Yunji Qixuan" in the inner cabinet. It was a collection of books within the royal family. No wonder people here know not much, and those who were watching the fun below had never heard of the title of the book. It was rare for the opponent, and he even knew such a rare book.

Qiao Lin lost without any wickedness.

He knelt there stupidly. After a long time, he finally stood up slowly. He even staggered when he got up, and then raised his hand with difficulty and bowed to the other party, completely admitting defeat.

The people below immediately made a cry.

Some of them are naturally grateful, and some are very regretful. Unexpectedly, after a whole day of the competition, Xishan Academy actually lost the last sentence, and they all sighed regretfully.

But as soon as I looked up, I saw Zhesheng, who had been looking ahead with enthusiasm and constantly applauding, calmed down at this time. He frowned and was silently chanting something in his mouth. When he listened carefully, he seemed to be silently reciting the few words just in "Yunji Qizhan"-

"The Red Emperor in the Sun is named Dan Xuzhi, and his courtesy name is Lu Hongying. He wears a crimson jade robe, Danhua Feifei skirt, and builds Danqi Lingming crown..."

Chabixing saw that Qiao Lin lost, and there was no displeasure or regret on his face. He just sighed and said, "Since I lost this game, the key is to see the third game. Let's go and see what he is doing."

Qinghan and I nodded in response. I reached out and patted Zhesheng on the shoulders standing there, and said, "Zhesheng, let's go up with us first."

But he didn't move, but turned his head to look at me.

I said, "What's wrong?"

“…”

He was quiet for a while, and then said, "Senior Sister, I finally remembered it."

"What? What did you remember?"

"I remember where I saw records about the Longxi Army."

"ah?"

I was suddenly shocked, but he suddenly remembered this incident at this moment and asked hurriedly: "Where is it?"
Chapter completed!