newbobooks Chapter 445 Internal Traitor
Chapter 445 Internal Traitor
Chapter 445 Internal Traitor
The surroundings were quiet. Qian Wensong seemed to know that the first battle would determine morale, and then said:
"I'll go first. Tell me, shall we have a debate or a war of words?"
Seeing the solemn faces of Qian Wensong and the others, Sima Yan smiled coldly and said that in his opinion, the fact that Qian Wensong and the others showed such expressions meant that they had already lost in terms of mentality.
Before taking any action, one must have a firm resolve; without such resolve, nothing can be accomplished.
"Both literary and political arguments are acceptable."
Qian Wensong said loudly, then took a step forward, looked at Sima Yan in the distance, and smiled faintly.
"Come on, Sima Yan. Back when we were students, you always lost to me. If you lose to me again today, you'll probably lose all face in the Sima family."
"Ha! What nonsense! Let's see who has the superior talent today!"
Sima Yan gave a cold laugh, and the talent within him began to stir.
"Are you two ready?"
Seeing this, the member of the Qian family smiled slightly and said.
Nodding, both Sima Yan and Qian Wensong had solemn expressions. Although they were verbally acrimonious, they were actually very serious about each other.
"start!"
As soon as they finished speaking, Qian Wensong and Sima Yan unleashed their talents, their powerful auras causing ripples to spread across the inkstone.
"Be careful!"
Qian Wensong held a wolf-hair brush, which was as sharp as a blade, and aimed it directly at Sima Yan, thrusting it towards him with lightning speed.
Seeing Qian Wensong's relentless attack, Sima Yan opened his folding fan, which was as sharp as refined steel. A dazzling protective shield of talent enveloped Qian Wensong, and the two began to fight.
Qian Wensong and Sima Yan displayed almost the same level of talent, but in terms of actual combat, Qian Wensong would probably be stronger, as he was more offensive, while Sima Yan was more defensive.
In that case, Sima Yan might hold out longer at first, but under such fierce attacks, he might not be able to defend for the entire duration.
The wolf-hair brush in Qian Wensong's hand was of a higher grade than the folding fan.
"A wolf's hair brush with a thousand blades!"
Just then, Qian Wensong's talent surged rapidly, and finally, he poured his talent directly into the wolf-hair brush. In an instant, the tightly closed wolf hair quickly dispersed, shooting towards Sima Yan like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
"Heavenly Guardians!"
As the wolf-hair thorn drew ever closer, Sima Yan's expression grew increasingly solemn. Then, he sharply pointed his finger, and the pattern on the folding fan shone brightly, transforming into a dazzling river of starlight that enveloped Sima Yan.
boom!
When the two collided, a powerful surge of talent suddenly rose up, eventually creating ripples of brilliance.
The light enveloped the two of them, and then suddenly a muffled groan was heard. A figure shot out of the light and crashed heavily to the ground.
The figure got up, his face pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He then knelt on the ground. Everyone looked at him immediately. This scene made the Sima family's hearts sink.
Then, footsteps slowly emerged from the light. Qian Wensong, who only had some minor injuries, looked at Sima Yan, whose face was filled with resentment, and slowly said:
"you lose."
"call."
Seemingly unwilling to accept defeat, Sima Yan tried to stand up, but the injuries he was suffering from caused him to fall heavily to the ground.
Overwhelmed with rage, he coughed up another mouthful of blood, causing him to faint on the ground.
"Won!"
When the Qian family saw this, they all shouted out in celebration. For them, this was a great start.
"Round Two, both sides take the stage!"
Seeing Liu Ye's shifty eyes, Sima Xuan sneered, then slowly stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Liu Ye:
"Invited by the Qian family?"
"An unknown nobody, Liu Ye."
Liu Ye bowed and said.
"watch out!"
Seeing Liu Ye's shifty eyes, Ye Ru suddenly sensed something was wrong, and at that moment the two were already engaged in battle.
Sima Xuan's attacks grew increasingly fierce, and although Liu Ye defended with ease, she showed no sign of launching an attack.
This scene left the Qian family members present wide-eyed and filled with anxiety.
"This is too strange. As far as I know, Liu Ye's talent is not weak, but why was she beaten by Sima Xuan without any chance to fight back?"
As Qian Wensong watched the two engage in battle, he was momentarily puzzled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"Wait, these willow leaves seem to be acting."
Seeing this scene, Ye Ru also sensed something was wrong, and then slowly said.
These words caused an uproar among the people present. Could it be that Liu Ye was sent by the Sima family?
"Look, Liu Ye's defense is impregnable, while Sima Xuan's defenses are full of openings. If he wanted to win, it wouldn't have been this difficult. We've lost this match."
Ye Ru closed his eyes, but before he could finish speaking, Sima Xuan's hand gently struck Liu Ye's neck, and the latter immediately and decisively admitted defeat.
"Brother Liu!"
Qian Wensong still seemed unable to believe what he was seeing, and immediately exclaimed in surprise. However, Liu Ye turned her head and bowed to Qian Wensong:
Goodbye, Brother Qian.
These words startled the Qian family members present at first, but they immediately understood what the other party meant. Their eyes were filled with anger as they looked at Liu Ye, wishing they could skin her alive.
Scholars value their reputation most, yet the other party did such a thing.
Why did you lie to us?
A chill flashed across Qian Wensong's eyes as he spoke.
“I have never lied to you from beginning to end. You asked me to participate in this battle, and I clearly told you that I would lose this round, but you didn’t believe me.”
Liu Ye smiled dismissively, then said again:
"It's also possible that you're just too stupid."
"All's fair in war, understand? This is the final battle. Let's finish it quickly and leave. This document and inkstone should be ours."
Sima Xuan looked at Qian Wensong, who was filled with anger, and sneered.
The win and loss immediately made the atmosphere tense. The Qian family's gaze turned to Ye Ru, while the Sima family's gaze was fixed on Shi Hao, the scholar from the Shi family.
"Wen Song, are you sure this person is alright? We can't gamble anymore."
The Qian family butler smiled wryly and said slowly.
"It might work."
Qian Wensong also swallowed hard, after all, this battle was related to the ownership of Wenshu Moquan.
Upon hearing this, Ye Ru pondered for a moment, then looked towards Shi Hao in the distance and said:
"Do not worry."
He increasingly felt that the other party's abilities were not simply limited to being a scholar.