Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

A calm but majestic voice was heard. Murong Feng's hands formed a strange seal. At this moment, the Heavenly Tower that was suppressing the evil ghost in front of them shook violently. The two tightly shut doors let out a heavy sound of the door opening, followed by the sound of loud and clear reading. The moment the sound of the book rang in his ears, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to have undergone an inexplicable change.    

"When a person first comes, their sex is good"    

The loud sound of reading could be heard in the huge palace. It was as if there were countless students working hard in the palace, carrying the Three Character Classic on their backs.    

Such a strange scene stunned everyone present. No one expected that the powerful suppression of the palace ahead could still produce the sound of reading. It was as if there were a large number of students hidden in the palace.    

Before everyone could catch their breath, an even more strange scene occurred. The palace's door slowly opened. At the entrance of the palace, there was a scholar dressed in a long robe. The figure of the teacher seemed to walk out from within, and he combed his long, straight and solemn hair. In his hand was a ruler less than one meter long, and his eyes showed some seriousness.    

"You bunch of little ghosts, if you don't study well, you would actually do these lowly things. You deserve to be beaten."    

A noble aura spread out, and the teacher shouted angrily. The ruler in his hand was also forcefully raised, and he suddenly slapped towards the little ghosts that were charging forward.    

Light and shadow intertwined. The teacher angrily slapped the ruler in his hand and heavily hit the little ghosts. Immediately, a miserable ghost howl sounded.    

The ruler that contained a powerful righteousness heavily hit the little ghost's body. What was shocking was that... The whip that contained a powerful might actually did not turn the little ghost into nothingness. The little ghost was like a student who had made a mistake. He endured the pain of the ruler's whip and screamed miserably. He dodged backwards with a wronged look on his face.    

The sudden appearance of the scene caused the audience below the stage to be dumbstruck. No one had thought that it would turn into such a strange scene.    

Who would have thought that the Heavenly Tower condensed by Murong Feng's Boundless Vital Energy could still be opened, and a dignified teacher walked out from within. He used a ruler in his hand to forcefully beat the ghost that Ghost Devil had casted into the appearance of a student who had made a mistake.    

This scene made people laugh, but it also made people's hearts tremble.    

Murong Feng's technique was too powerful. This so-called Confucianism combat technique was too bizarre and unexpected.    

He didn't fight with the teacher on the fighting stage, but everyone had a different feeling when they saw him. The only thing they had in common was that they were more or less afraid of the teacher's integrity.    

At this moment, Ghost Devil was the one who was the most depressed. His heart was in turmoil. He held the ferocious Ghost Wolf Hammer in his hand tightly. His pupils shrank rapidly, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead uncontrollably.    

Ghost Devil knew very well that his strength lay in the Ghost Wolf Hammer in his hand. The Ghost Wolf Hammer was powerful because it contained thousands of evil ghosts. These ghosts weren't particularly powerful individually. However, the advantage was that there were too many of them. If there were too many ants, they could kill an elephant, not to mention thousands of ghosts.    

However, the moment the disciplinary teacher with the ruler appeared, Ghost Devil's heart was in chaos. He felt different from the others. He could feel the large number of ghosts in the Ghost Wolf Hammer in fear. It was as if he was afraid of this teacher who appeared out of nowhere, and he didn't dare to make a move.    

"What is going on? What exactly is this teacher? Why does it give me the same feeling as the nemesis of the Ghost Wolf Hammer? "    

Ghost Devil's heart was in turmoil as he thought to himself. The palm of his hand that was holding the Ghost Wolf Hammer was already drenched. He did not dare to make a move rashly. He felt that he had already been targeted by the illusionary teacher in front of him. As long as he made a move, the ruler in his hand would hit him.    

The little devil howled miserably, like a child being punished by the teacher. Murong Feng didn't do anything unnecessary. He just looked at Ghost Devil in front of him casually. The corner of his mouth raised slightly and revealed a faint smile.    

The way he handled the situation made people feel like he was looking at a great sage who didn't care about the world and only focused on reading sage books.    

For a moment, it made some people want to go on a pilgrimage.    

"Sage, is it possible?"    

Ao Lingchen stared at Murong Feng and asked himself in his heart. He subconsciously merged the image of this great sage in front of him with the ferocious image of a thug that day. The two completely different images made him fall into deep thought.    

The scene of teaching students was played on the fighting stage. The two of them stood quietly on the spot and did not move.    

After an unknown period of time, the ghosts on the fighting stage all ran back to the bloody and ferocious Ghost Wolf Hammer in Ghost Devil's hands. The surrounding evil spirits became more and more indifferent, and they were replaced by overwhelming righteousness that filled the sky.    

The scale of victory slowly appeared in the absence of intense fighting.    

However, Ao Lingchen, Qing Chen, Wang Chuan and the others did not relax at all. With a solemn expression, they stared at Ghost Devil, who was holding the Ghost Wolf Hammer tightly on the fighting stage. The veins on his arm were bulging and wriggling. They all knew that this wouldn't end just like this. What followed next was the real battle, and also the most intense battle.    

Everyone could see that if the two of them didn't move, it would be fine. If they moved, the world would be turned upside down, and the battle would be decided in one move.    

Murong Feng seemed as if he couldn't see it. He looked at Ghost Devil with a calm expression, and didn't make any movements, as if he was half a beat slower.    

However, would he really not feel the change in the atmosphere when a person who could resolve Ghost Devil's powerful killing move with just a single strike? He would really be half a beat slower.    

He was afraid that he only had sufficient confidence in his own strength and did not put Ghost Devil in his eyes.    

"Hu!"    

After letting out a long breath, Ghost Devil, who was standing still, moved. He slowly raised the ferocious Ghost Wolf Hammer in his hand, and a cold murderous aura appeared in his eyes. He stared at Murong Feng, who was smiling in front of him, and his dark black lips trembled slightly. Revealing a cold sneer.    

"Murong Feng, your Confucianism is indeed very special. I can sense that it is the natural enemy of evil ghosts and devils. My power is largely limited by your power."    

A gloomy voice was heard. The hammer in Ghost Devil's hand didn't change at all, but many people could sense an extreme Qi from it.    

"If I am allowed to continue like this, I won't be satisfied. Since this is the case, let's settle this in one move. As long as you block my attack, I will automatically leave the battlefield."    

After saying that, Ghost Devil's eyes shot out a dazzling green light. The ferocious wolf head hammer unleashed an evil Qi, and thousands of evil spirits crazily entangled together.    

"Ten thousand ghosts attacking the heart!"    

A sinister shout suddenly sounded out. Ghost Devil suddenly rushed forward, and the ferocious sledgehammer in his hand fiercely smashed towards Murong Feng who was standing in front of him. Thousands of ghosts ferociously roared and pounced towards the teacher who was holding the ruler. An evil and evil aura swept across the sky and formed clouds. It erupted with a suffocating power.    

In an instant, the entire Stellar Battle Platform turned into a dark hell, with evil ghosts running amok.    

Ghost Devil knew very well that he only had one chance.    

Facing the attack of thousands of ghosts, Murong Feng's expression was still as calm as before. He slowly shook his head and said, "Evil cannot prevail over good. In the end, you still don't understand this principle."    

At the same time, the sound of reading became louder and louder, and the teacher holding the ruler became even more majestic.    

"Brat, stop messing around."