Confucian Five Intents

"Ha!"

Lin Yueru pointed the index and middle fingers of her right hand together toward Liu Jinyuan, and instantly a fierce sword radiance shot toward him.

"Goodness! I never expected Miss Lin to master such a martial art."

"Indeed! With the eldest miss of the Lin family knowing this kind of martial art, it is simply impossible for us to defeat her."

"Indeed, it seems the top scholar is in for some bad luck."

The crowd below the sparring stage discussed it animatedly.

What Lin Yueru used was the Lin Family Fortress's exclusive martial art, the Qi Sword Finger, which shared wonderful similarities with the Six Meridian Divine Sword, using fingers to emit sword qi to attack enemies.

"Boom!!!!"

Lin Yueru opened her eyes wide and watched as Liu Jinyuan neither dodged nor evaded this move, taking it directly with his body.

"Indestructible Vajra Body?" Lin Yueru said in surprise.

"Splat!"

Liu Jinyuan's moon-white Confucian scholar robe instantly shattered, turning into tattered shreds of cloth and exposing his upper body.

"Ah!!!" Lin Yueru and Zhao Ling'er covered their eyes in embarrassment, though the gaps between their fingers were hardly worth mentioning.

"Good grief! Are we sure this is a bookish scholar?" The people below cried out in shock.

Not a few men looked at themselves with shame, those bare-chested and... fellows pulling their clothes unnaturally to cover themselves up.

"When did Jinyuan train this kind of physique?" Lin Tiannam asked.

"Confucius said: Having energy to spare, devote it to learning literature. One cannot read books without a robust physique and mighty strength. Jinyuan naturally respects the words of the sage," Liu Jinyuan said.

Lin Tiannan twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a headache come on as he looked at the deadpan Liu Jinyuan. *You're the top scholar, so whatever