Chapter 29 From Caoyuan to Changzhou Academy
Chapter 29 From Baicao Garden to Changzhou Academy
No matter how long the journey is, there is always an end; no matter how warm the atmosphere is, it will eventually return to calm.
The ninth battle was truly invincible, the tenth battle was unstoppable, the eleventh battle was unbeatable, and the twelfth battle was already a breeze... When people were thinking about how to use a suitable and beautiful word to end Gu Zhuo's last battle of the day, someone suddenly discovered something that was forgotten by most people.
The entire Wangjing knew that the time and location of these thirteen battles were all set by Gu Zhuo.
The time is today.
The locations are scattered all over Wangjing like thirteen shooting stars.
Until this time, many people began to seriously recall every step of the way Gu Zhuo had walked today, and connected the thirteen stars in chronological order. People easily thought of two place names.
——From Baicao Garden to Changzhou Academy.
Thinking about these two place names, thinking about the incident that happened in Changzhou Academy more than ten days ago, thinking about the fact that they had no place to live and could only wander around Baicao Garden... everyone felt that they understood Gu Zhuo's thoughts.
Returning to his hometown was not necessarily for the purpose of showing off, but more likely for Gu Zhuo to try to prove that the other party was wrong.
The news quickly spread to various places and was known to the people of Wangjing, giving many people new expectations - throughout history, the drama of a single person defeating a huge authority always makes people feel excited.
Time passes silently.
As the sun rose high and noon approached, Gu Zhuo finally walked through the vast sea of flowers and crowds, followed the unrecognizable streets, and arrived at the gate of Changzhou Academy.
However, in more than ten days, the environment around Changzhou Academy naturally did not change at all.
The big red gate is still towering, and the stone tablet in front of the gate, which has withstood thousands of years of wind and rain, is simple and heavy. On it is engraved the earnest admonition of the original dean, which roughly means the motto of Changzhou Academy - seek truth from facts, be determined, discern clearly and act steadfastly.
Not far from the main entrance of Cheung Chau Academy is the restaurant street frequented by teachers and students of the academy. At this time, the owners of those restaurants have already occupied the best seats, waiting for the last battle of the day.
Compared with the surging crowd, the tightly closed large mahogany door of Cheung Chau Academy undoubtedly looked a little strange and funny at this time.
"Mr. Gu."
A voice sounded in Gu Zhuo's ears, making him look away from the restaurant.
More than ten feet away, Fang Yaodao looked at the already arrogant young man in black, and was puzzled as to why Gu Zhuo was looking at that end so intently before the battle.
However, he did not feel that he was being despised and ignored, or get angry. Instead, he just thought with deep emotion that he could remain calm and unmoved in such a magnificent scene, and he was worthy of being the most famous talent in Wangjing in the past few decades.
"I am ready."
Fang Yaodao looked at Gu Zhuo and spoke with a smile on his face and generosity in his voice.
Just as Chen Chi and the other two had guessed, this middle-aged man, whose realm and strength were ranked first among the thirteen challengers, had no desire to fight at this moment.
Chen Chi stood on the eaves of a tall building outside the crowd, watching this scene from afar, and said mockingly: "Isn't this guy already thinking about how he can lose to Gu Zhuo so that he can lose beautifully and with the most grace?"
Yu Yinchun didn't want to discuss this absurd fact, so he asked, "Why did Gu Zhuo specially arrange this section of the route from Baicao Garden to Changzhou Academy?"
Guan Xingu shrugged and said, "Why else? It can only be used as an opportunity to embarrass Changzhou Academy."
"But I think..."
Yu Yinchun frowned and said, "Gu Zhuo's character is not likely to do this. After all, if he wins today, the people of Wangjing will argue endlessly for him and Changzhou Academy. He must understand this."
Chen Chi felt that this made sense. After thinking for a moment, his eyes suddenly brightened.
"Is there such a possibility?"
He lowered his voice and asked, "Gu Zhuo did this to vent Lin Wanyi's anger?"
As soon as the words fell, Yu Yinchun and Guan Xingu suddenly realized what was going on and thought, so that's it.
This is obviously the truth of the matter.
Just then, the last battle of the day began.
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A gentle breeze blew, and countless petals fell from the hands of the girls, then fell into an invisible river and sprinkled on the open space in front of the gate of Changzhou Academy.
Gu Zhuo was among them and took a step forward.
Fang Yaodao looked at this scene, raised the heavy sword in his hand, held it horizontally in front of him, and adjusted his breathing.
Then, when he began to think about how Gu Zhuo would attack him, whether it would be with a flying sword spanning more than ten feet, or with a sword in hand...
A clear sword sound was heard.
When the sword rang, the spring breeze stopped for a moment and the flowers stopped falling.
Everything here seems to be attracted by some strange thing.
next interest.
Gu Zhuo drew his sword.
This sword move was extremely simple, direct, and pure; it was a straight thrust with the sword raised, without any frills.
However, at the moment he drew his sword, the spring breeze, the falling flowers, and even the spring light from the sky, as well as the gazes of all the spectators at this moment, were like being caught in a whirlpool, and all converged towards the tip of Zhexue's sword.
The right time, the right place, and the right people all depend on one sword.
boom!
There was a loud bang and dust rose up.
Through the smoke and dust, people could clearly see a sturdy figure retreating, followed by a series of dense noises, like the sound of firecrackers during the Spring Festival.
Another figure standing in the smoke and dust turned around calmly and walked out.
This person is Gu Zhuo.
He was still holding Zhexue, there was no blood on the sword, and there was some dust on his black clothes, which looked a little messy and no longer so neat.
Behind him, the dust gradually settled.
A shallow ravine appeared on the square of Cheung Chau Academy, and this ravine led directly to the stone tablet engraved with the academy's motto.
Fang Yaodao stood in front of the stone tablet, his body hunched over.
The heavy sword that was once across his body was now used as a crutch by him. There was a conspicuous wound on the sword, and cracks were spreading from it to the entire sword.
His body was covered with dust and some blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
In comparison, Gu Zhuo was not injured.
The outcome has been decided.
When the court officials confirmed that everything was correct and announced the final result of today's thirteen consecutive battles to the people present, warm applause suddenly broke out in the audience.
But the applause did not last long and soon disappeared without a trace, because people thought of the final destination of today's journey and the reason why Gu Zhuo did this, and naturally gave him the silence.
Behind the big mahogany door, the old people of Cheung Chau Academy were sweating profusely as they felt the silent and heavy pressure.
Everyone was looking at Gu Zhuo, waiting for him to walk to the gate of the academy, say something extremely beautiful, and then spread this sentence to the world.
In these countless sights.
Gu Zhuo turned sideways towards Changzhou Academy and walked towards the crowd.
People naturally cleared a path for him, but their eyes gradually became puzzled, filled with confusion and bewilderment.
He walked along the road in silence, walked into a noodle shop, found a seat and sat down.
The noodle shop owner was so nervous that he kept wiping his hands with a towel and couldn't even speak.
Gu Zhuo didn't look at him. He studied the menu on the wall seriously for a while, and then spoke as usual.
"Boss, give me a bowl of Sichuan sauce with ketchup. Remember to put a braised egg in it."
(End of this chapter)