Sword God Reborn

Chapter 210 : Well done, Zhuge Seola

In fact, it wasn't that the World Debate was felt to be that great.

The outer garden and pavilions of the Kong Family Mansion. It was surprising to see scholars gathering, talking, and debating even on the streets.

But it did not give much impression to Zhuge Seola, who had already felt the hot passion of the martial artists who had flocked to the Righteous Alliance.

At least until yesterday.

"..."

Zhuge Seola's face turned pale.

"Umm... so, are all those people scholars?"

Where on earth had they been in the Kong Family Mansion?

The sight of all the scholars gathered was a rare and magnificent sight.

The number was roughly two thousand.

At the sight of the scholars, all of whom had stubbornness in their faces, Zhuge Seola's head went dizzy for a moment.

To speak among them, and to draw out a reaction while concentrating all eyes on her.

The weight of the responsibility that had settled on her shoulders felt newly heavy.

Tuk.

It was then. At Cheon Mubaeck's hand that lightly patted her shoulder, Zhuge Seola felt her heart ease.

An internal energy that dug in like a passing wind.

"...Phew. Thank you."

"If you just do as you prepared, there will be no problem."

Cheon Mubaeck's light smile was strangely reliable. Zhuge Seola, whose heart had become much more at ease, watched the scene of the debate with a relatively comfortable face.

The debate was almost one-sided.

The scholars of the Kong Family Mansion side, no, the absolute majority of scholars who could be described as almost all, vehemently denied the content of Zai Wo's book, and rather, they attacked Zai Wo's academics and turned the point of the argument.

In the meantime, the head of the Kong Family Mansion was quietly silent.

Even if he did not step up, the logic of Jae Seok-geon's side was losing its power to the logic of the other scholars.

'The head of the Kong Family Mansion...'

In fact, Zhuge Seola had worried a lot.

Although she had heard many secret stories from Cheon Mubaeck and had received advice on how to speak.

She wondered if it was really possible.

But the moment she came here and witnessed the head of the Kong Family Mansion.

The worries in Zhuge Seola's mind disappeared.

'A martial artist.'

It was certain. She could see the faint flow of internal energy. The direct descendants of the Kong Family Mansion had a clear internal energy accumulated in their dantians, although the size was different.

But she could not feel anything from the head of the family.

'It means that the head of the Kong Family Mansion is at a higher realm than me.'

What she had thought was a long shot was revealed as the truth before her eyes.

If so,

'I just have to do as Young Master Cheon said.'

How much time had passed?

Jae Seok-geon's side continued to step up, emphasizing the legitimacy of the content written in the book, but the Kong Family Mansion side absolutely denied it.

'Jae Seok-geon is reminding them of the possibility that Confucius might be a martial artist, but the Kong Family Mansion side is vehemently denying even that possibility. Saying that there is no clear evidence.'

The turn to speak came to Zhuge Seola, who was watching this flow.

'Hoo, hoo.'

Zhuge Seola, who had taken a deep breath, jumped up.

As Zhuge Seola stood up and all eyes were focused on her, a murmuring sound was heard from all over. Because she was the only female scholar among the two thousand scholars.

The opponent was fiercely attacking, asking for clear evidence and logic from this side.

If so.

Zhuge Seola's eyes flashed.

"Please present the evidence and logic that Confucius was not a martial artist."

It was the beginning of incitement and fabrication.

* * *

A faint smile appeared on Cheon Mubaeck's lips.

'Well done.'

When the debate began, she had been groaning, but when her turn to speak came, Zhuge Seola unfolded her logic without hesitation, like a fish that had met water.

Her logic was simple.

Why did Jae Seok-geon's side have to prepare the evidence and logic that Confucius was a martial artist?

Rather, wasn't it right that you should present the evidence that Confucius was not a martial artist?

In the first place, it was a logic that changed the point of view of the story itself.

It was not that there were no scholars who refuted her words.

But the right to speak was with Zhuge Seola, and Zhuge Seola freely expressed her thoughts without any interruption.

Of course, it was not that there was no interruption at all.

"I can't understand! I understand that the Zhuge Clan of the martial world is also famous for its academics, but do they really have the qualifications to discuss academics with the head of the Confucian family in a place of the World Debate!"

A loud voice that suddenly erupted.

Considering that a person who had not obtained the right to speak could not cut in, it was a clear violation of the rules.

It was natural that all eyes were focused.

Because even Zhuge Seola, who had been unfolding her story with great momentum, was momentarily at a loss for words.

Cheon Mubaeck's brow narrowed.

A scholar who looked to be in his 50s.

Although he was not a person from the Kong Family Mansion, he was a scholar who had criticized Jae Seok-geon's side more intensely than anyone else, as if he were a direct descendant of the Kong Family Mansion.

'If it's difficult to refute the logic, attack the person who is unfolding the logic.'

A typical method.

But it was a quite effective method.

"Young Lady Zhuge Seola is a scholar that I have acknowledged. She has sufficient knowledge and has the insight to discuss academics in this place!"

Jae Seok-geon stood up and shouted.

Because that scholar's attack was a statement that attacked Jae Seok-geon, who had put Zhuge Seola in this place.

But the opponent was not easy either.

"Of course I'll admit it! But I am suspicious of Duke Jae Seok-geon's true intentions!"

"True intentions! Are you saying I have other thoughts?"

"The Zhuge family of the martial world is not a family that is devoted only to academics! In any case, their base is in the martial world. So even if they unfold a false and wrong logic in this debate, what problem would it be for a person who will return to the martial world?"

Jae Seok-geon's face flushed red. Because it was no different from insulting him.

Cheon Mubaeck's brow narrowed.

'Well. It's not easy.'

Although what Zhuge Seola had prepared was incitement and fabrication, the opponent was not easy either.

If the logic could not be refuted, it was a typical method of attacking the subject who was unfolding the logic.

As typical as it was, it was the most effective method.

Because the anti-martial world sentiment that was shared among the scholars was intense.

"I consider that woman's logic and remarks not even worth listening to, and I am suspicious of whether she even has the qualifications to speak in this place!"

It was an unexpected development.

If they blocked what she was going to say in the first place, there was no way for Cheon Mubaeck to do anything.

'Tsk. The Kong Family Mansion is thoroughly silent and hiding.'

It was clearly visible to Cheon Mubaeck's eyes.

The head of the Kong Family Mansion, the huge internal energy wriggling in his dantian.

The problem was that since they had hidden it for generations, they would not flinch at any ordinary thing. They were born to hide. It was so secret that even Cheon Mubaeck would not have noticed if he had not already known.

Although Cheon Mubaeck had been stimulating him by implicitly releasing his internal energy since a while ago, he was not even looking this way, so what could he do?

As much as he had thought of shaking his psychology in the debate with Zhuge Seola's incitement and for Cheon Mubaeck to dig in in the meantime.

The situation now was not good.

'Should I go a little stronger?'

There were a few more ways. Because Cheon Mubaeck knew a lot. But Cheon Mubaeck, who wanted to obtain the sacred object peacefully rather than by force, was reluctant to cause a conflict with the Kong Family Mansion to the point where it would be difficult to turn back.

But if this continued, the plan would be in vain. Cheon Mubaeck cleared his throat and stood up. No, he was about to stand up.

"Who can say who has the qualifications to discuss academics and who does not!"

A resounding voice. It was such a strong voice that it was as if he were a martial artist.

The scholars' gazes were all focused on one place.

There, an old scholar with a small stature was shooting a strong gaze.

To be precise, he was glaring at the stubborn middle-aged scholar who had refuted Zhuge Seola.

The moment he saw the old scholar's face, a smile appeared on Cheon Mubaeck's lips.

"I came all the way from Guangxi because it was a place to discuss all the learning of the world, but is this absurd scene that I see really happening in the Kong Family Mansion?"

"Y-Young Master Yu!"

"Does one have to delve into the studies of the Confucian family to have the qualifications to discuss academics? Does one have to become a disciple of someone, or study at a private academy to have the qualifications to discuss academics? Who on earth decides those qualifications? Did Confucius decide them?"

"Well, that's..."

"How pathetic! The one who emphasized that anyone can discuss academics was Confucius! How can you, who claim to serve Confucius's will, spew such nonsense and make the name of the World Debate colorless!"

It was a statement that subdued the situation in an instant. At the sudden change in the situation, Zhuge Seola was also flustered and blinked her eyes, but she soon recognized the old scholar's face and her eyes widened in surprise.

"I have seen with my own two eyes that the academics of the Zhuge family and the martial artists are not just lawless ruffians, and I believe it. So please continue to speak."

Although it was a stiff tone, what was revealed at his side was a clear goodwill.

It had to be.

Because he was the scholar that Cheon Mubaeck had saved from the pirates on the boat to Shandong.

And since he was a scholar with a great reputation, all the scholars closed their mouths at his single word.

Cheon Mubaeck smiled slightly.

'As expected. If you live kindly, you will be blessed.'

Yes. Of course.

* * *

Although she had flinched once, Zhuge Seola unfolded her logic without hesitation.

In particular, she did not hide the fact that she was a martial artist, but rather emphasized it more.

Not only Zai Wo's book, but she also directly showed the descriptions left in numerous ancient books.

Six flying daggers danced as if they were floating in the air.

The scholars who felt a sense of deja vu quickly looked for the content.

A paper on which Zai Wo's book was separately transcribed.

'As the six flower petals danced in the air, the lawless people who had turned into robbers knelt.'

"As you can see, the descriptions of Confucius left in the book are all the same as this martial art."

"Hah..."

For the scholars, there were certainly descriptions in the ancient books that were difficult to imagine.

As Zhuge Seola mentioned the content of the unfamiliar books and showed them in person, her words gradually gained strength.

At the continuously unfolding logic, the Kong Family Mansion side was at a point where they had to present evidence that Confucius was not a martial artist, just as Zhuge Seola had said at the beginning.

The atmosphere changed strangely.

The scholars who had been in a neutral position were seen nodding their heads.

As much as the content that Cheon Mubaeck had prepared and refined, and as Zhuge Seola expressed it with martial arts and showed clear evidence in front of their eyes, there were people who were shaken.

Not all scholars were buried in the fact that Confucius was not a martial artist.

Many scholars were still awake and kept all possibilities in mind.

As the atmosphere changed strangely, a look of wavering was seen on the faces of the scholars of the Kong Family Mansion.

Cheon Mubaeck looked at the head of the Kong Family Mansion.

He was still silent and unshaken.

But.

'How long will that last?'

All the content that Zhuge Seola was saying was the truth. It was really content that was mentioned in ancient books, or a described part. If you told the truth, it would be incitement, but not fabrication.

'The incitement is done to some extent.'

Not only Jae Seok-geon's side, who had been uncertain, but also the neutral scholars.

They were swept away by Zhuge Seola's logic.

If so.

'Now it's fabrication.'

The flow of the Kong Family Mansion, which had not been shaken until now, fluctuated.

It had to be.

'Because it's content that no one knows.'

What Zhuge Seola was showing now was not a simple martial art. Content that was not described in any ancient book.

As Zhuge Seola lightly swung her fist, the atmosphere fluctuated as if it were being torn, and a flash of fire flickered.

Kwaang!

"Oh!"

"Is this also content mentioned in a book?"

Zhuge Seola did not answer and continued to demonstrate the martial art. She did not have to answer. The scholars, who had already been swept away by the incitement to some extent, would think that what Zhuge Seola was showing was also described in some book.

But it was not. It was something that was not described in anything, something that only Cheon Mubaeck knew.

And the martial arts that only the direct descendants of the Kong Family Mansion knew.

Cheon Mubaeck continuously released his internal energy and stimulated the head of the Kong Family Mansion.

The moment Zhuge Seola unfolded a martial art that was not even written in ancient books.

Their eyes met.

Cheon Mubaeck's telepathic message dug in sharply.

'Kong Family's Rending Fist.'

'...!'

The eyes of the head of the family, which were wide open as if they would tear.

Cheon Mubaeck smiled.

'Shall I show you everything to the end?'

His pupils trembled violently.

(End of Chapter)