Great Qin: I, Marquis Champion, have returned from my search for the Immortals!
35 Tyrannical!

Qin Baobao

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The cold killing intent was like a sharp sword that slashed at the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.

The expressions of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy's members changed as they got up from the ground.

"I founded the Hundred Schools to abandon sectarianism and allow everyone in the world to cultivate themselves, opening up a path for the Humble Class!”

"You've been studying for so many years, yet you can't understand this?!”

"If you really don't understand, then you don't have to go back today!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Zhuang and the others stood up!

The 500 armored soldiers outside the Pavilion of Gathering Talents drew their swords!

Tian Meng's expression revealed disdain as he drew his saber.

"Marquis Champion, you can kill us today, but how can you shut the mouths of the world?!”

"You want to annex the Hundred Schools of Philosophy, but you have to look at yourself.”

"Our predecessors have shed countless amounts of blood since the establishment of the sect!”

"Why would I be afraid of your weapons today?”

Swoosh!

Tian Meng suddenly raised the single blade in his hand and aimed it at Ying Xin. His expression was bold and unafraid of death!

The members of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy also looked at Ying Xin with hatred.

"My ancestor Lu Buwei was killed by Er Baoqin. Today, even if you want to kill him again, so what?”

"The First Emperor burned books and killed people. You, Marquis Champion, are just doing it again today!”

Zhang Liang was wrapped in the boiling crowd, but his eyes revealed some thoughts. He didn't turn a deaf ear to Ying Xin's words, but felt that it made sense.

The Hundred Schools of Thought and Hundred Schools of Philosophy were all taught here. Not only could they debate the scriptures and improve, but they could also expand the inheritance of the orthodoxy at the same time.

This was indeed a good thing, but Zhang Liang felt that something was wrong since Great Qin had brought this up. This seemed to be too far ahead of time.

Ying Xin looked at the excited Hundred Schools of Philosophy. His eyes were cold. He knew that there would be people who would object, but he didn't expect them to all object.

He proposed to run the Hundred Schools, which was actually to imitate the universities of later generations and gather all the educational resources in the country, then gradually expand to the 36 counties in the world.

This way, Great Qin's soft power would continuously increase.

This was killing several birds with one stone. Not only would it allow the Humble Class disciples to have a chance to advance, but Great Qin would also be able to obtain a large number of talents who were not from noble families.

Moreover, with him and Ying Zheng in charge, the development of all aspects would be incomparably swift and fierce.

However, the Hundred Schools of Philosophy before him were all conservative and incomplete. They believed that their orthodoxies were greater than the heavens!

This was the limitation of the era. It could also be said that the butt determined the brain!

However, as the pillar of the Great Qin Empire, how could Ying Xin let these thoughts go?

Even if the world saw him as a ghost!

He also wanted to create a paradise for Great Qin!

A cold killing intent flowed from Ying Xin's body as he spoke indifferently.

"Since you don't agree, then you have no reason to exist.”

"Great Qin doesn't need a group of people who hold onto their own knowledge and are independent of Great Qin!”

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of black-robed armored soldiers suddenly rushed into the Sage Gathering Pavilion. Their expressions were as cold as ice!

Yu Huatian led the East Hall barbarians to block the surrounding walls.

In an instant, the Sage Gathering Pavilion had become a solid cage that not even a fly could fly out of!

"Let's fight it out with them!"

"Violent Qin! Violent Qin!"

"People of insight in the world will definitely not let you off!”

Amidst the boiling roar, Tian Meng directly leaped up. The saber in his hand shook out circles of ripples!

The roars of dragons and tigers sounded from the saber!

He directly slashed towards Ying Xin!

Tian Mengli shouted with anger in his eyes.

"Dog thief, die!"

Ying Xin's expression was indifferent. He had no intention of getting up.

Clang!

A sword chime sounded!

The Shark Tooth Sword suddenly slashed out!

"If you want to deal with Lord Marquis, you have to go through me first.”

With a cold voice, the Shark Tooth Sword slashed at the saber.

Clang!

Sparks flew everywhere!

Tian Meng was sent flying by the strike!

With a wave of his robe, Wei Zhuang stood in front of Ying Xin with a sword in his hand. His expression was cold. He was now very convinced of Ying Xin.

His actions were bold and his methods were ruthless, but he was also beyond everyone's horizons!

He knew about the Hundred Schools last night. He was extremely shocked by this idea.

If Ying Xin really succeeded, Wei Zhuang estimated that the Qin country would only need a short 30 years to surpass any of the previous dynasties!

They would become a terrifying empire that no one had ever seen before!

This vision and breadth of mind, coupled with the many things that had happened, completely convinced Wei Zhuang.

At this moment, he was already willing to stand in front of Ying Xin and act as the vanguard for the king!

"I didn't expect the famous master of Quicksand to become a lackey of Violent Qin!”Tian Meng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up with a ferocious expression.

The true energy in his entire body erupted, and he was about to charge forward again without fear of death.

A figure appeared behind him like a ghost. With a laugh, he slapped out!

Bang!

Tian Meng was blasted into a bloody mist!

Xing Hun stood in the blood mist with a bloodthirsty expression and laughed.

"Lord Marquis, you should call me more often in the future for such interesting things. The feeling of killing these rebels is really too exciting!”

Before he could finish his sentence, Xing Hun pounced on the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.

Staring at the monstrous Xing Hun, Ying Xin's expression was incomparably calm. There were only two outcomes for the Yin-Yang School. One was death, and the other was being planted with a life-death talisman!

After Xing Hun entered the battlefield, a bloody mist burst out!

The innocent laughter of a child was unrestrained on the battlefield!

However, what accompanied this laughter was Asura Hell!

When Zhang Liang saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat. This Marquis Champion was extremely ruthless!

He didn't give anyone a choice at all!

If it was someone else in charge here, they would be the one to appease and appease.

However, Ying Xin gave the order that anyone who didn't obey would be killed!

If he didn't have the strength and vision to be so domineering, he would be stupid!

However, with enough strength and foresight, this dominance was like a life force that suppressed all living beings!

Seeing the blood mist explode, Zhang Liang's back was covered in cold sweat. The thoughts in his mind flashed like lightning.

Should he join or fight to the end?

Bang!

After seeing a disciple of the miscellaneous family explode into a bloody mist in front of him, the hesitation in Zhang Liang's heart instantly stopped. No matter what choice he had to make, if he died here today, there was nothing he could do!

"Lord Marquis, our scholarly faction is willing to join the Hundred Schools!”

Zhang Liang raised his head and puffed out his chest as he looked at Ying Xin and said in a clear voice.

"Alright." Ying Xin replied indifferently.

As the sound of his voice faded, Xing Hun's palm was only three feet away from Zhang Liang's head!

Looking at Ying Xin's indifferent expression, Xing Hun clicked his tongue and unhappily turned around to kill the others.

Zhang Liang's back was already drenched in cold sweat. He was just a little bit away from death!

Fresh blood flowed like a stream on the bluestone floor of the pavilion!

At this moment, an ethereal voice sounded in the air.

"So this is your domineering way, Champion Marquis Yingxin?”

In a flash, Xiaomeng, who was wearing a white veil and holding a sword, appeared at the top of the gate of the Sage Gathering Pavilion, with more than a dozen East Chamber barbarians lying beside her!

The successor of the Daoist Heavenly Sect had appeared!

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