kvmb Chapter 236 Tribulation Field
Chapter 236 Tribulation Field
Chapter 236 Rescue at the Execution Ground
Many officers and soldiers in the field raised their weapons and faced Ye Ru as they watched this scene unfold.
"Master Ye?"
Yan Zhongzi closed his eyes and realized that he was not dead, but that something special had happened. He opened his eyes and looked around. When he found a young man dressed in black standing in front of him, he couldn't help but say something.
"Lord Yan, are you alright?"
Ye Ru turned his head and asked.
"I'm fine, you should leave quickly. There are too many people here, you can't handle it all by yourself, I don't want to drag you into this."
Yan Zhongzi's expression changed, and he quickly spoke up.
"Don't worry, leave this to me."
Ye Ru nodded, then looked at Shen Huan and Han Kui on the field again.
"Who are you, daring to storm the execution ground? Do you know the consequences of doing so?"
Han Kui stood up and shouted angrily.
"This person gives me a slightly different feeling."
Shen Huan narrowed his eyes and his heart skipped a beat. He sensed a threatening aura emanating from Ye Ru's body.
"It is said that the strongest bows and crossbows in the world all come from Han, and their swords can cut through cattle and horses on land and sever swans and geese on water. When facing enemies, they can cut through strong armor and iron curtains. When Han Zhaohou was in power, he appointed Shen Buhai to carry out reforms, strengthen the central government, and reorganize the military, which greatly increased the national strength of Han. For more than ten years, no other country invaded. I never expected that today, he would appoint a treacherous minister, not make progress, and murder loyal and righteous people. This is truly a tragedy for Han."
Ye Ru stared intently at Han Kui, his words laced with sarcasm.
"You scoundrel, knowing that our Korea upholds the law, you still dare to come here? You must be tired of living! Guards, seize him and punish him as an accomplice to Yan Zhongzi!"
Han Kui waved his hand, and the soldiers all shouted and stabbed at Ye Ru.
The surrounding people's expressions changed, and they all made way for them.
"Ghost Scholar, these people are no match for me. You should come and fight them yourself."
Ye Ru narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Shen Huan, and said coldly.
"Ghost Scholar? Are you out of your mind? Ghost Scholar is a rebellious scholar from the demon race. If he comes to the human race, he will be paid for with blood."
Shen Huan sneered, but a sense of foreboding rose in his heart. Then, his eyes flashed with even deeper killing intent as he waved his hand:
"on!"
Ye Ru looked around and saw that the soldiers were about to reach him. He turned his hand and an ancient inkstone appeared in his hand. Then, an extremely surging burst of talent, along with ink, suddenly spread out in all directions.
boom!
The ink transformed into countless sharp ink spikes, directly contacting the spears and lances, and a powerful force erupted instantly.
The power of his talent burst forth in all directions, and the spears and lances instantly turned into countless streams of ink, which finally melted and fell down.
"You should do it yourself."
After breaking the soldiers' weapons, Ye Ru raised his head and immediately began writing with his Three Perfections Writing Brush:
"The moon of Qin shines on the pass of Han, the soldiers on the long march have not returned. If only the Flying General of Longcheng were here, the barbarian horses would not dare to cross the Yin Mountains."
After the four lines of poetry were written, a golden light suddenly emanated and finally transformed into a huge phantom of a general.
General Li Guang drew his bow and nocked an arrow, the tip of which was pointed at Shen Huan. The powerful attack sent a chill down Shen Huan's spine.
"It's possible to summon a saint with a poem?"
Shen Huan looked at the murderous aura emanating from Li Guang and exclaimed in shock, but then revealed a cruel smile. He pointed his palm, and a precious book appeared in his hand.
This precious book contains extremely powerful energy. Ye Ru could feel a heart-palpitating power within it, which seemed to be the power of a semi-saint.
"Hmph, you're nothing but a scholar, and a scholar at that, who's only trying to get a literary rank. My Shen family values strategy above all else, cultivating internal governance and responding to external threats. How could a mere scholar like you possibly challenge us? Today, I will surely take you down!"
Seeing Ye Ru's expression, Shen Huan said sarcastically.
"The Book of Shenzi?"
Ye Ru looked at the precious book, a solemn expression appearing on his face.
"The body of Shenzi!"
Shen Huan closed his eyes, and immediately, an evil aura emanated from the "Shenzi" and completely attached itself to the former. A vast evil aura suddenly swept out, causing the world to lose its color.
"Shenzi's body can enhance one's talent by 30%, and he can also ignore all negative effects. This battle is probably going to be difficult."
Ye Ru took a deep breath, but a moment later, Shen Huan stomped his foot and slammed it down on Ye Ru's head.
The fist, accompanied by a whooshing sound, reached Ye Ru in an instant.
"Simple words, profound meaning!"
Reflected in his pupils was an ever-growing fist. Ye Ru let out a sharp shout and suddenly shot out a profound and insightful statement from his book palace, which then collided fiercely with the fist.
boom!
With a muffled thud, the profound meaning vanished, and Shen Huan staggered back dozens of steps. Those around him, witnessing this, began to murmur amongst themselves.
"This young man is actually able to contend with Lord Shen..."
"He's courting death. If I were Lord Shen, I would have sent troops to arrest him long ago."
"I heard he called Lord Shen 'Ghost Scholar'? I've seen that title in ancient texts before. Isn't that a title only used by demon scholars?"
"Don't believe him. Anyone who dares to storm the execution ground is definitely not a loyal and righteous person."
As his talent gradually faded, Shen Huan tapped his foot to stop his momentum, raised his head slightly, and said with a glint of silver in his eyes;
"Who exactly are you? There is no one like you in South Korea."
"So your talent, despite your rank of Hanlin scholar, is nothing more than this."
Ye Ru did not answer the other party, but instead chuckled.
"Is that so? Then let me show you the true power of my Shen family's 'Shenzi Treasure Book'—the Shenzi Formation!"
Shen Huan narrowed his eyes, then suddenly clapped his hands, causing the precious book in his hand to float into the air and then spin rapidly.
As the precious book turned, a powerful aura emanated from the void, then transformed into countless wooden stakes, each connected to the others by the power of the book's energy, giving it an indestructible feel.
"The classics of the saints are so powerful. The reason why the opponent could not unleash the full power of Shenzi's Dharma body and Shenzi's formation in this precious book is largely because the descendant of the Shen family in front of us has become a ghost scholar, which has caused the innate righteous energy in his body to be gone, making it impossible to truly activate this precious book."
Ye Ru looked at the Shenzi Formation around him, took a deep breath, and his expression became even more solemn.
"break!"
As Shen Huan finished speaking, the wooden stake transformed into countless steel spikes, which slammed fiercely towards Ye Ru.
"No matter who you are, if you dare to come here today, you will never return!"
Shen Huan watched as the spikes collided with Ye Ru, and a ferocious look suddenly appeared on his face.
Regardless of who the other person is, once you realize you are the Ghost Scholar, you must die!