The Dimensional Pursuit

"I have seen the King (King Han)."

Everyone got up, held hands and saluted.

"Everyone is flat." King Han stretched out his hand and lifted it, and the elders of the children under the stage with a smile on his face smiled.

These are all talents. No matter whether they are in line with his philosophy of governing the country and whether they can really stay, these people are also guys who can help the university become famous, give a smile, and show that they are thirsty for talent and respectful. Jingxian's attitude is still fine.

Why not lose fast meat?

"Today, there are no kings and no ministers. There is only one ordinary person with a heart to learn like all of you here. The great talents and gentlemen do not need to care about the existence of widows. This king and the professors of the university jointly organized this contending conference, which is worthy of the talents of all the talents."

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, now this king officially announces this again, the contending conference begins!"

After speaking, King Han sat down on the high seat prepared at the south of Mingri Hall, and quietly watched the contending activity that was about to begin below.

Both civil and military, as long as there is no life, no matter what happens, he will take care of King Han and Korea.

Its courage is also one of the important reasons why Baijia is willing to send people to the conference.

"Who will come first." At this time, the university professor played by the high-fidelity combat robot asked.

"I'm coming." The members of the Zhuzi family looked at each other, and finally an elder from the elementary school, who may also be the head of the school, jumped onto the platform in the center of Mingli Hall, took a deep breath, and started. Self introduction.

"My family, so and so."

Afterwards, he looked straight and began to talk about the core and general ideas of his own theory.

After all, the so-called controversy, in addition to argumentation, is a grand gathering of propagating doctrines, so everyone on the field has a certain amount of time to preach their doctrines before they can be challenged, debated with others, and even fought against others. .

Yes, you read that right, it is fist, or martial arts. After all, the world of Qin Shi is a Chinese martial arts world, and the leaders of the school are not only scholars, but their martial arts are also top-notch in the world.

Like the Mohist tycoon, the six-fingered black man, few people in the world can beat him.

Not to mention the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the Yin and Yang family. It is estimated that even if the Bei Mingzi of the Taoist Tianzong makes a move, it is a 50-50 situation, no one can do anything.

This is why the controversy has not only literary controversies, but also martial arts.

Just because the fist is big, it can also represent the existence of ‘truth’.

After a while, XX from a certain family finished preaching the thoughts of his doctrine, with a serious expression, waiting for disciples from other families to argue.

Then the next moment, a member of the family came on the court and challenged the other's various doctrines...

One after another. One family defeated the other, until all the nine-liu doctrines were eliminated, the whole scene really entered the stage of contention.

Confucianism does not care about the nosy of Mohist school, and Mohist school also does not care about Confucian extravagance and extreme desire-mainly for wearing Chinese clothes and the so-called "not tired of eating fine, not tired of fine".

Then the public loser said that his public loser's organ skills are the best in the world, and the Mo family should not put gold on their own faces. The Mohist said that your public loser’s mechanism skills are nothing more than this, otherwise, why can’t your ancestors be able to do my tycoons?

No one in the legal school can be used to it. It is straightforward to say that knights use martial arts to violate the prohibition, and Confucianism to use literary to disrupt the law. In addition to writing sage articles, Mao can not do anything, and it is not as useful as a farmer.

The peasant family who lay guns said that your Legalist school is not good at all.

Basically, the public said that the public is reasonable, the mother-in-law said that the mother is reasonable, and finally forgot the original purpose, and started on the court.

All kinds of energy flew around, and the organs ransacked, frightening those onlookers to flee, fearing that those who made the real fire would not pay attention and would kill them.

The Taoist family has nothing to do with oneself, while the Yin-Yang family is on the top, watching the chaos of the following houses like watching a monkey show, laughing and chuckles, attracting attention.

"My lord, this place is not safe anymore, we'd better leave first." The old and respectful Zhong Cheng opened up to Zhong Tu's side and whispered.

"Okay, well, let's leave here, let's leave here." Zhong Tu happened to play the character of Han Wang's fear of death, and said repeatedly.

"Father, you want to go back and go back by yourself. I want to stay here." Princess Honglian, who was watching the excitement, said that she was very unhappy and said to King Han with a dissatisfaction.

"Honglian, don't mess around, it's not safe here." Ninth Young Master Han Fei said helplessly.

In fact, like Honglian, he wanted to stay and watch the excitement and the topic afterwards-the debate between Baijia and university professors.

That's what he cares about.

"Yes, Guren, don't mess around." King Han also said quickly.

"Come here, **** the king away." Then, Han Yu said to the imperial army.

Then the forbidden army encircled them to protect King Han and Princess Honglian, and several ministers left Minglitang together.

...

"Hahaha, it's really lively. This is the so-called "Hundred Houses"? It doesn't look any different from those of us who are in the city or the world." At the same time, in Xinzheng, pedestrians from the street look up to the sky in the sky. At the beginning, the holographic projection screen suddenly appeared in mid-air and the battle being staged inside laughed loudly.

"But the martial arts of these hundred families is really strong! It is worthy of the inheritance of the masters, if we can also learn it." Another person envied.

"Want to learn? It's easy, go to school directly. As long as you are lucky enough to be accepted, you don't want to learn martial arts."

"How can it be that simple?"

"The gods appeared in the sky, and they played the contending of a hundred schools of thought. This Xinzheng and this South Korea seem to have a lot of hidden secrets." Unlike those people who are not so mindful, the people from all forces are looking at the magic in the sky. The screen, with a solemn face, murmured heavily.

Zi Nu was still leaning against the pavilion of Zi Lan Xuan, looking at the screen in the sky silently.

The holographic projection screen is used to expand this contending event of a hundred schools of thought. It shows the special channel of university professors’ talents and learning, but I didn’t expect that the business was not done. First let everyone see the contradictions and ugliness between the so-called hundred schools of thought. Can this move bring some unexpected gains?

...

At this time, within the university.

As the battles among hundreds of schools, especially Confucianism, France, Mohism, public transport, and agriculture, became fierce, the professors at the university finally did not stand on the sidelines anymore, and went straight into the arena, using powerful supporting modern magic and technology to combine Confucianism, France, Mo, the public transport and the members of the peasant family were separated, and the whole audience was overwhelmed with a cold voice, "This is a place for discerning classics and reasoning. If you don't wait for nonsense, you can't be arrogant!"