"Whether it be the four arts of zither, Go, calligraphy, and painting, or poetry and essays, or even the battle prowess in scholarly arts, let it come as it may."
Chang Qing spoke with an indifferent tone, "Let me see what extraordinary skills the court lineage possesses."
The many Confucian cultivators present were astonished at this arrogant statement.
They had witnessed the strength of Chang Qing's scholarly arts.
Entering the path through the four arts, his poetry shook the heavens; in purely scholarly accomplishments, none could rival Su Changqing.
But this final round, it was a contest of scholarly battle prowess!
Could Chang Qing, who was only at the Spirit Stage, be a match for Mu Yun, who was at the peak of Divine Law?
Especially when the opponent had nine others on their side!
"Arrogant!"
Mu Yun laughed in fury, "Do you think this is still the Forum of Fortune?"
"Is there so much fortune for you to use?"
