I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 993 Accident
Chen Sanliang ascended the high platform, his eyes flashing with deep-seated hatred. After sweeping his gaze over the crowd in the academy, he coldly said, "Who dares to step forward and discuss the Dao with me?"

At this point, his gaze fell on Zhou Qiucheng: "You defeated opponent, there's no need for you to make a fool of yourself on stage." Then he shifted his gaze to Zhu Xun beside him: "You scoundrel stole my teachings back then, but I wonder to what extent you've studied them. Do you dare to come forward and discuss them with me?"

Zhu Xun hesitated upon hearing this. He knew that Chen Sanliang was not someone to be trifled with. He had never lost a debate on the Dao. His own theory was not yet perfect. How could he debate with Chen Sanliang?
Moreover, Chen Sanliang is the founder of this school of thought. The other party probably knows the advantages and disadvantages of his own school of thought as if they were flowers in the palm of his hand. If I go up there, I will definitely be attacked by the other party and probably will not have a good ending.

Seeing Zhu Xun hesitate, Chen Sanliang smirked: "What? Are the teachers in the academy really this kind of scum? They don't even have the courage to discuss the Dao with others. How little confidence do they have in their own Dao? They don't even dare to accept a challenge. How can you teach the scholars of the world with your kind of knowledge? Wouldn't you be misleading them? If that's the case, this academy is truly disappointing. The teachers inside are nothing but fame-seekers. It's utterly disappointing."

As Chen Sanliang finished speaking, the Great Victory King, the various experts of the human race, and the direct descendants of the major families all turned their gazes toward him. Each gaze carried a scrutinizing quality, as if knives were being plunged into Zhu Xun's body, seemingly intent on piercing him with countless wounds.

Unless Zhu Xun no longer wants to stay in the academy and disregards his reputation among scholars, he must accept the challenge today.

If he backs down in front of Chen Sanliang today, how will he spread his teachings throughout the world and prove his faith in the future?
"Heh, you ignorant fool, do you really think that just because you've gained some status in this beast's den, you can swagger around in front of me? Back then, I could expel you from the academy, rob you of your knowledge, and cause your wife and children to be torn apart and your family to be destroyed. Today, I can once again cast you into the dust, let you know your true worth, and show you that you can only swagger around in this beast's den." Zhu Xun's voice was full of sarcasm, deliberately provoking Chen Sanliang's anger, wanting to make him lose his composure in his rage.

Upon hearing this, Chen Sanliang looked at Zhu Xun with a cold face. He did not speak, but his gaze was frighteningly cold.

Zhu Xun was about to step onto the stage when Zhou Qiucheng grabbed his wrist: "You are no match for him..."

"Whether someone is a match or not can only be determined by a contest. Besides, there are many people in this world who are no match for him. One more or one less of me makes no difference. It's not shameful for me to lose to him," Zhu Xun replied.

Moreover, he had no room to retreat at all.

Zhu Xun strode up to the high platform. Tiger Power Immortal and the others stared intently at him, their eyes filled with hostility and a hint of murderous intent. After all, Zhu Xun's previous remark about "a den of beasts" had offended all the great demons.

"Chen Sanliang, let's begin our discussion." Zhu Xun stared at Chen Sanliang, a mocking glint in his eyes: "Today I'll give you, the loser, a chance and see if you can seize it."

Chen Sanliang remained silent, only closing his eyes. His soul energy emanated from his body, spreading towards Zhu Xun. Zhu Xun, seeing this, knew that the other party wanted to discuss the Dao in the spiritual world, so he also closed his eyes, emanating the fluctuations of the spiritual world from his body.

In an instant, their spiritual worlds touched and connected, countless thoughts merged, consciousness began to collide, and knowledge, like a flow of information, constantly colliding back and forth between heaven and earth.

About half an hour later, the two opened their eyes at the same time. Chen Sanliang stood there with a normal expression, his face unchanged, and his eyes were frighteningly pure and bright. Zhu Xun, on the other hand, spat out a mouthful of blood. After opening his eyes, his gaze was full of disbelief: "How is this possible! How could your Great Dao have increased to such an incredible level?"

Zhu Xun's debate on the Dao failed, and his essence, energy, and spirit began to dissipate, his cultivation turning into flowing water.

"You've lost! Even if you go to great lengths to steal other people's knowledge, you'll still end up being useless." Chen Sanliang sneered, looking at Zhu Xun with a face full of mockery: "Facts prove that a piece of trash is a piece of trash. You can't make a wall out of mud. Even if you go to great lengths to steal other people's things, you'll still end up being useless."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xun was consumed by rage and spat out another mouthful of blood, soaking the carpet on the high platform.

"Seeing how worthless you are, the resentment in my heart has finally dissipated. In the past, I hated you so much that I couldn't sleep at night. Now, thinking about how such a worthless person as you has become my inner demon, I really can't understand it." Chen Sanliang smiled coldly and said to Zhu Xun, "You should kill yourself. I'm afraid of dirtying my hands."

"What?" Nagisa Shun was taken aback upon hearing this.

He never mentioned risking his life before the discourse. If he had known he would lose his life, he would never have stepped onto the stage.

"Since we've come up here to discuss the Dao, we must determine who is superior and who is inferior, and even decide life and death. You don't think you can get away with losing without paying any price, do you?" Chen Sanliang sneered and suddenly slapped his palm towards Zhu Xun. Zhu Xun sensed something was wrong. He hadn't even achieved the Yang God realm yet, so how could he be qualified to fight Chen Sanliang? Without saying a word, he turned to flee, but how could his speed compare to Chen Sanliang, who had already achieved the eleventh level?
Since discussing the Dao with Zhu Xun, he had resolved his inner conflict, and his cultivation seemed to have improved, his Daoist practice had increased. Just as Zhu Xun turned around, Chen Sanliang's palm struck first, directly hitting him on the head and smashing him into a pile of mud.

"Chen Sanliang, how dare you commit murder?" The old man looked at Zhu Xun, who was gradually turning into nothingness, and his expression changed drastically. The other party really hated Zhu Xun to the extreme, and completely shattered his soul, leaving him no way out.

"This grand gathering concerns the fate of both races. Since it's a debate on the Dao, it's natural to determine the victor and decide life or death. Otherwise, wouldn't it just be child's play? Today, I have defeated Zhu Xun in the debate, so it's only right that I kill him. If any of you defeat me in the debate later, then I am willing to submit and commit suicide before you all." Chen Sanliang's voice was filled with fervor. "Is your attitude such that you can't accept defeat? If you can't accept defeat, then you should get off the stage now and not bother coming up there." Hearing Chen Sanliang's sarcastic words, the teachers in the academy were furious and filled with righteous indignation. The heads of the various powerful families also had strange expressions on their faces, constantly scrutinizing the people from the academy and Chen Sanliang.

"It's been decades since I've seen Chen Sanliang. He's so imposing and menacing!" someone muttered, looking at Chen Sanliang's menacing face.

Chen Sanliang was once a member of the Chen family in Kyoto, so it's understandable that someone would recognize him now.

"Judging from Chen Sanliang's posture, could he really overpower the academy and win the first round?" someone asked, their voice filled with uncertainty.

"Don't talk nonsense. The academy gathers the literary fortune of our human race, with hundreds of thousands of years of accumulated literary fortune. How could it be defeated by Chen Sanliang alone?" someone whispered a rebuke.

"Today, every single one of you in the academy, from the teachers to the ordinary scholars, can step onto this stage and debate with me. If you win, I will slit my own throat on this stage. But if you lose, you can leave your lives behind, or you can pledge allegiance to me, become my disciples, and have a chance to live." Chen Sanliang stood triumphantly on the high platform, looking down at everyone in the arena: "Today I will accomplish a feat that has never been done before or since. I will single-handedly trample the entire academy under my feet."

"Chen Sanliang, don't be so arrogant! How dare you look down on the academy! Today you will pay the price! I'll have a go at you!" The Fourth Master, his face filled with anger, stepped forward and ascended the high platform, glaring at Chen Sanliang opposite him.

"Heh, I hate your condescending attitude the most. Let me see what you're capable of, and whether your methods are really that powerful." Chen Sanliang sneered, and the next moment, his aura began to emanate, colliding with the Fourth Master opposite him.

In an instant, their thoughts clashed, a constant back-and-forth tug-of-war, with various sparks of inspiration colliding. A full hour passed before the Fourth Master spat out blood, his cultivation dissipating like flowing water. He then dissipated, his body going limp as if he were a boneless worm, lying limply on the ground.

"That's all! Do you want to live, or do you want to die a noble and righteous death?" Chen Sanliang looked down at the Fourth Master.

The fourth gentleman opened his eyes, a bitter smile on his face, and said, "What a Chen Sanliang! What a great example of teaching without discrimination! My defeat was not unjust!"

After the Fourth Master finished speaking, he looked at the academy camp below the platform and his gaze fell on the First Master: "Chen Sanliang's teaching of education without discrimination encompasses all principles. We are no match for him. The academy is probably doomed this time."

Without giving the eldest master a chance to speak, the fourth master said to Chen Sanliang, "I am willing to become your disciple and incorporate my teachings into the great principle of education for all."

Faced with life and death, he ultimately chose to save his own life, which was not only his own but also the fate of his family.

"Good! A wise man submits to circumstances. From now on, you will be a teacher at the Demon Clan Academy, teaching the Great Dao to me in the Demon Clan." Chen Sanliang was overjoyed upon hearing this.

As for saying the other party is spineless?
Chen Sanliang didn't care. So what if the other party was spineless? He only needed the other party to educate the people and spread his ideas. It had nothing to do with whether the other party was tough or soft.

Chen Sanliang looked toward the academy. At this moment, the faces of the master and others were grim. The scene before them was indeed beyond the expectations of everyone at the academy.

"I'll go up and assess his strength. You stay down here and figure out a way to deal with him." The Second Master met Chen Sanliang's gaze and said to the First Master beside him, then strode towards the high platform.

Watching the Second Master's retreating figure, the First Master felt his limbs go numb, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart. He never expected Chen Sanliang to be so powerful.

"You once discussed the Dao with Chen Sanliang. What do you think of Chen Sanliang?" The Master looked at Zhou Qiucheng.

A look of horror appeared on Zhou Qiucheng's face. Recalling the sense of powerlessness he felt when he discussed the Dao with Chen Sanliang years ago, he lowered his voice and said, "He is almost like the Dao of Heaven, and he is invincible! If we were to say who in the entire Great Victory would have a chance to defeat him, it would probably only be if you, Master, personally took action. Perhaps you could compete with him."

(End of this chapter)