The moment Zijin's cold voice rang out, the Embroidered Uniform Guards who were already ready to attack immediately charged out like ferocious tigers.
As soon as the saber light appeared, a large amount of blood splattered.
In just a few breaths, dozens of Confucians had fallen into pools of blood.
"No, don't kill him."
"Young Master, please spare us. We…we want this chance!”
The Confucian scholars on the periphery were truly afraid now.
In their eyes, this Young Master Zijin was simply a lunatic. He would kill people at the slightest disagreement.
Was he being unreasonable?
The director's brows furrowed tightly.
He was the strongest person in the Confucian School, but after sensing the terrifying aura of the Embroidered Uniform Guards, he had cowered.
He knew that he was no match for these people.
Looking at the slaughter in front of him, his hands were trembling. He was even prepared to fight to the death.
However, something unexpected happened.
Young Master Zijin slowly raised his hand.
"Stop!"
After receiving the order, the Embroidered Uniform Guards immediately stopped.
Actually, according to Zijin's thoughts, killing these foul-mouthed Confucian scholars was fine.
The so-called infamy for ten thousand years was simply ridiculous. Didn't he just want to criticize him verbally and leave a letter to scold him?
In history, wasn't his father smeared by them like this?
However, his father was merciful and did not kill these Confucians.
However, this did not mean that he was merciful.
At most, he would kill all the Confucian scholars in the world and control the comments!
If the roots of Confucianism were uprooted, who would still be able to criticize him?
However, just as he was about to kill someone, the system's challenge was activated again.
Ding…Challenge activated!
[Challenge: Debate with a Confucian scholar from the Confucian School. Prepare your own questions. Complete the challenge. Reward: a random gift bag.]
The so-called debate was a debate between two people who had different views. In the end, the winner would become famous and his views would be passed down.
The most classic case of debate was the famous Gongsun Long's 'white horse is not a horse'.
Zijin did not expect the system to play with him here.
However…
Wasn't it just a verbal battle?
He, Zijin, had never been afraid!
He sneered as he looked at the Confucian scholars who were kneeling and begging for their lives. He felt great disdain in his heart.
In his opinion, these were fools who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
He was stubborn and smelly, and he didn't have any ability.
"I can give you a chance. If you are present, you can all come together and debate with me. If I lose, I will let you live.”
Everyone was stunned when they heard this.
They looked at Zijin in astonishment. They had never thought that Zijin would suggest a debate with the scholarly faction at this time.
One had to know that the mouths of these Confucian scholars were quite sharp.
The famous scholars were sophistry, but these Confucian scholars were torture. Debate was also one of their daily homework.
Zijin, a young master from the mountains, was actually going to argue with famous Confucian scholars?
Many people in Xianyang City did not think highly of Zijin.
Even Wang Ben and the others looked at each other in shock, not understanding what Zijin was thinking.
The Confucians were momentarily stunned, but when they recovered from their shock, they immediately cheered.
"Hahaha, you actually want to argue with us? Young Master, do you not know who we are?”
"We have never been afraid of anyone.”
"Young Master is a prince, and you must keep your word.”
The Confucianists hurriedly spoke, looking impatient, as if they were afraid that Zijin would go back on her word.
As for the director, he subconsciously let out a breath of turbid air and relaxed.
If it was a competition of martial arts, they were indeed no match for the Brocade Guard and would definitely die. But if it was a competition of literature, the Confucians had never been afraid of anyone.
This was especially true for the Dao of Debate and Integration. The director was very confident in his Confucian scholars.
If the person standing in front of them was someone from a famous family, the director might be worried. However, he was just a wild young master. What was there to be afraid of?
"We accept Young Master's request.”At this moment, the director also stood up and immediately spoke.
Zijin's eyes narrowed slightly. When she looked at the director, her expression was filled with disdain.
In his eyes, this director was a coward.
Just now, when the massacre started, the director had directly hidden behind people. He did not have the posture of a director taking the lead.
But now?
When he heard that he was going to argue, he thought that he could survive and immediately jumped out.
How ridiculous!
"If you lose."
Zi Jin didn't pay attention to the group of scholars who were already getting high, but slowly opened his mouth to speak.
With just five words, the original sound disappeared in an instant.
For some reason, when the director heard Zijin's words, he panicked for no reason.
"So what if I lose?" Actually, when he asked this question, he felt that it was rather laughable. Just now, Scholar Jin had already said that he had flattened the Confucian School. If they lost the debate, they would die without a doubt.
However, the director and the Confucian scholars present didn't think that they would lose.
"This Young Master will burn the books and bury the scholars!"
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