Confucianism under Heaven

Chapter 504 Evolution, Three Absolute Masterpieces of Literature!

Chapter 504 Evolution, the Three Perfections of Literary Mind and Brush!

Looking at the fireball, Ye Ru took a deep breath, knowing that time could not be delayed any longer, otherwise he would definitely lose.

Subsequently, Ye Ru also picked up the Three Perfections Literary Heart Brush. As the struggle went on, he discovered that the strange phenomena brought about by this brush were becoming increasingly significant. Ye Ru even felt that something might emerge from this brush.

The fireball grew larger and larger, distorting the surrounding air. In an instant, it exploded with a loud bang, transforming into countless green netherfires that swept across the world like a curtain of fire.

Looking at the sky-covering curtain of fire, Kong Ling and the others gasped, their eyes fixed on Yan Jin.

This move is probably unmatched even by any of them, who are from a family of saints.

"That fireball is incredibly powerful. If it were to explode, all the participants on the competition stage would likely be seriously injured."

Xie Ming stared at the ball of fire, a look of shock crossing his face.

As a scholar, he could naturally sense the power of this fireball, for even he was terrified by its strength.

"Look at Ye Ru, he doesn't show the slightest fear, and seems to be handling it with ease. Can he really hold out?"

A look of shock appeared on Mr. Kong's face, and then he slowly said.

"it should be OK."

Mr. Meng looked at Ye Ru and noticed that there seemed to be a power rising within the other man's body, a power that was probably comparable to Yan Jin's.

"Oh?"

These words made Xie Ming turn around and ask in confusion.

"Ye Ru possesses a peculiar power that seems to be able to contend with Yan Jin."

After a moment's thought, Mr. Meng spoke.

boom!

At this moment, the flame in front of Yan Jin had transformed into countless curtains of fire, a sight that made everyone present look solemn.

"I wonder how you will respond to my move, or whether you are confident in taking down all the human scholars here."

Yan Jin's gaze turned slightly cold as he looked at Ye Ru through the fire curtain and said coldly.

This fireball was given to him personally by a demon saint of the demon race. It contains immense power, enough to kill even a scholar who has passed the imperial examination. He refused to believe that this technique couldn't kill the young scholar in front of him.

Moreover, he was a successful candidate in the imperial examinations.

"I'd like to see what your flames can do to me."

Ye Ru's gaze turned cold, and he began to unleash his inner energy. If he could withstand this attack, Yan Jin would have no trump cards left. However, if he couldn't, the entire human race would be wiped out, and the victors would be these ghost scholars.

Ye Ru's words made Yan Jin's face grow increasingly gloomy. After a moment, he finally pointed his palm at Ye Ru from afar and clenched it tightly.

As Yan Jin clenched his fist, the flames shot out towards Ye Ru like a tidal wave, while some rushed towards the others.

This scene terrified everyone present; if the flames were to touch them, they would likely lose their fighting ability immediately.

As the fiery curtain descended, Ye Ru's inner energy surged forth, releasing the power of the Sacred Ancient Tree in all directions.

The power of the Sacred Ancient Tree, carrying a dazzling green light, enveloped every human scholar, easing the intense heat emanating from Kong Ling and the others.

Even so, it's still not a pleasant experience.

"Do it!"

At this moment, Yan Jin let out a sharp shout, and the ghost scholars rushed forward. They all knew that this was their last chance, so they all used their strongest power.

This scene shocked Kong Ling and the others, but they gritted their teeth and charged forward again.

"These flames are the most powerful flames of the demon race. I refuse to believe they can't burn you to death!"

Yan Jin looked at Ye Ru, who was surrounded by flames, and a cold smile appeared on his face. However, his smile was just about to appear when it suddenly froze, because the flames began to shrink and eventually disappeared completely, all of them flowing into Ye Ru's Three Absolutes Writing Brush.

As the flames continued to pour in, cracks began to appear on the Three Absolutes Literary Brush. These cracks, like ancient patterns, carried a black demonic aura and spread outwards.

"This is?"

Looking at the Three Perfections Writing Brush in his hand, Ye Ru's face showed a hint of surprise.

The cracks on the Three Perfections Writing Brush grew more and more numerous until finally, the black outer layer completely peeled off, replaced by a demon god pattern that shimmered with black light.

boom!

With a muffled thud, a jet-black flame emerged from the tip of the Three Absolutes Literary Heart Brush. The profound depth of this flame caused Xie Ming and the others on the judges' platform to widen their eyes.

"It is said that the demon race has three divine pens, one of which is called the Demon Pattern Pen. Anyone who obtains this pen must use the myriad fires of the demon race to temper it in order to unlock the spirit within the pen. Could it be that this pen is the so-called Demon Pattern Pen?"

Mr. Kong looked at the Three Perfections Pen with its tip radiating flames and said in a deep voice.

"How could the demon race's pen fall into the hands of a human? This is truly unacceptable."

Looking at the pen, Xie Ming asked in confusion.

"It is said that this pen was once in the possession of a scholar from our human race. Later, this scholar disappeared, and the people of the demon race never stopped searching for him. Perhaps this person is a descendant of that scholar."

Mr. Kong continued.

"This...this is impossible!"

Yan Jin looked at the strange changes in the Three Absolutes Writing Brush, a pale color appearing on his face, and then he murmured.

Holding the evolved Three Perfections Writing Brush, Ye Ru felt the vast energy within and couldn't help but marvel. Grandpa Su was right; this brush had actually begun to evolve after being tempered by the demonic fire.

As the pen evolved, the battles around it also came to an end. With the protection of the Sacred Ancient Tree, Kong Ling and Yan Feng were both severely injured and eliminated. The other scholars also fought to a draw with the other ghost scholars and were also eliminated. At this moment, only Ye Ru, Yan Jin, and two other ghost scholars remained on the entire competition stage.

However, after seeing the Three Absolutes Literary Heart Brush in Ye Ru's hand begin to evolve, the two ghost scholars' faces turned pale, just like Yan Jin's. Clearly, they knew the infamous reputation of this demonic brush.

The outer shell of the Three Perfections Writing Brush peeled away little by little, and the black flames finally completely enveloped the entire brush, its powerful energy spreading outwards.

With a gentle twist of the pen, Ye Ru held the magic pen, pointed it at Yan Jin, and a bright, cheerful laugh instantly resounded throughout the heavens and earth:

"Let's use all our other moves at once!"