No one had expected the Half-saint Xi Yunxiao of the Shi Family to die at this moment.
Now that the Barbarian Wolves had invaded, the Demon Realm had sent more and more troops outside the Two World Mountain. The scale was almost half of what it was before the first Battle of Two World Mountain, and nine Supreme Saints were heading to the Demon Realm.
Now that Xi Yunxiao had died, it was a fatal blow to the morale of the human race.
Xi Yunxiao was one of the pillars of the human race, one of the Four Saints of the previous generation. He was older than Chen Guanhai, and also the one who contributed the most in the first Battle of Two World Mountain.
Xi Yunxiao was also the Half-saint of the Shi Family, and his power was mysterious. It was said that he could turn back time and live for at least ten more years. His sudden death cast a shadow in many people's hearts.
Fang Yun frowned.
Now was the best time for the Wenqu Star to fall. Even Chen Sheng's injuries were getting better. Xi Yunxiao should have been able to live longer, but he died at this moment. It was unbelievable.
Xi Yunxiao was proficient in the power of the Shi Family, and he had cultivated the power of the Path. Once he was hit by a fatal attack, he could turn back time and completely resolve it.
The news of Xi Yunxiao's death was too unexpected. After the vision disappeared, everyone at the scene was silent. It was hard to accept.
After a long time, Yan Yukong stood on the lotus leaf and said, "When I was cultivating with my teacher, I saw Saint Xi with my own eyes. Every time I think about him, I respect him even more. I never thought that Saint Xi would die today. It's such a pity."
Kong De Lun said, "The Saints of the human race are different from the barbarians. Their lifespans are limited, but as long as the human race is not destroyed, the heavens will live forever. We should congratulate Saint Xi for turning from a human into a heavenly being and living forever."
"Yes, yes, yes … We should congratulate Saint Xi for ten thousand years."
The atmosphere in the lotus pond was very solemn, like a wet towel on one's face, making it difficult to breathe. But now, it had eased a little.
Fang Yun sighed in his heart. Even so, from now on. Heaven and man would be separated forever, and the human world would have one less Half-saint.
Not long after. The Great Confucian beside the lotus pond said, "Saint Xi has died, and the world mourns, but the battle of the nation cannot be abandoned. Everyone, let's mourn for Saint Xi."
Everyone lowered their heads and began to mourn.
When the time was up and the Great Confucian spoke, everyone raised their heads.
"Xi Sheng has fallen. Talent nourishes the heaven and earth, and the human race will definitely become stronger. This is the glory of our race. No matter what, the battle for the head of the nation continued as usual. I'm sure all of you are already aware of the rules of the first round of the competition. The winner wins, and the loser loses. Now, let's start brewing. After a quarter of an hour, we will officially make our decision! "
As soon as the Great Confucian finished speaking. A small table appeared on each of their lotus leaves. On the table, there was a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
Everyone cast aside the grief of Xi Sheng's death and calmed down. He pondered over what his goal was.
The impact of Xi Sheng's death was too great, and it took a long time for everyone to completely shake it off.
Many people were shaken by the news and swept away the noise in their hearts. Right now, they should focus on watching the contest for the head of the nation and pay respects to Sage Xi.
After a while, Ceng Nianhai smiled and said, "Everyone here is a scholar. Please don't kill them."
Everyone smiled, and even the people in the stands found it interesting.
Mo Shan smiled and said, "In my opinion, why don't we help Fang Xusheng? Let him become the first six-headed scholar of the human race. "
"Eh? I forgot about such an important matter. What do you think? "Yan Yukong asked.
"We can give up other things, but if we give up today, we will be blamed. Not to mention us, even Fang Xusheng would be tarnished for life. "
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I'm just joking. Please don't take it seriously. "
Sun Naiyong suddenly snorted and said, "When Qing Fu of the Second Fool of Xue Hai was in Xue Hai, he said that you have no chance of becoming the head of the nation. He should be sitting there now. Fang Yun, you must not underestimate your opponent. You can give up the title of six-headed scholar, but you must not be looked down upon by the Three Fools of Xue Hai! "
Sun Naiyong was a military strategist. He used troops in many ways, but his temper was very straightforward.
"Among the Three Fools of Xue Hai, other than Lei Mo, who became a scholar in his early years, Qing Fu of the Second Fool and Gu Yuan of the Three Fools of Xue Hai used the power of the Literati Star to become scholars. Lei Mo has lost his courage. The other two are nothing to be afraid of. "
Lei Mo and the other two's actions in Xue Hai were despicable. They had angered many scholars. Therefore, even though they were scholars, many people still called them the Three Fools.
"Look, the stands where the Zong family and Lei family are at are in a mess."
Fang Yun turned his head and saw that some people in Gyeongo and Jia Guo were glaring at him angrily. Some people were even pointing at him. The rest of the spectators were trying not to laugh.
The people outside could hear the conversations of these scholars, but Fang Yun and the other scholars could not hear what they were saying.
"It's just summer bugs talking about ice," Fang Yun said.
"Haha, those people are even angrier."
"Alright, prepare to write your vows. If Fang Xusheng cannot become the head of the nation, the Zong and Lei families will use all kinds of methods to tarnish his Literary Name. "
The lotus pond became calm again.
In the clear water, more than ten scholars in white robes stood on the green lotus leaves. They held brushes and spread out paper. It was like a beautiful scene in a painting.
"Scholars, please start writing."
The Great Scholar's voice sounded.
More than ten top scorers dipped their brushes in thick ink, brewed for a moment, and then slowly wrote stroke by stroke.
The lotus pond had always been like an ancient well. There were no ripples. Even when people walked on the lotus leaves, it was still like stagnant water.
But now, with everyone's lotus leaves as the center, a large number of ripples spread out in all directions.
Those ripples were thin and light, but when they collided with each other, they emitted the sound of metal clashing.
The ripples were densely packed, and the sound of metal clashing became more urgent. In the end, it was like a silent war between ten thousand soldiers. No one shouted, and only the sound of swords clashing could be heard.
At first, it was just ripples. Then, a few people's lotus leaves began to emit mini waves in all directions.
The mini waves under Fang Yun, Yan Yukong, Ceng Nianhai, and Sun Naiyong's lotus leaves were the most obvious.
When the four people's waves spread out, the lotus pond became even more chaotic. Many lotus leaves moved up and down, as if a storm was coming.
In Jingguo, Cai He stood up suddenly and shouted, "Good, Fang Xusheng did not disappoint!"
A mocking voice came from the Gyeongo Zong family's seats. "Ridiculous. In terms of the height of the waves, Yan Yukong is number one. In terms of the speed of the waves, Sun Naiyong is number one. In terms of the details, Ceng Nianhai is number one. Fang Yun is only stable. How did he not disappoint? In my opinion, Fang Yun's performance in the lotus pond must be average. "
"Idiot, stop talking. You're embarrassing yourself." A voice came from Wu Guo's seats.
"Hahahaha …"
The people in the stands could not help but laugh. Zong Qingyan, who had spoken earlier, had a dark expression.
Sun Naiyong had already crossed his bottom line by calling him an idiot in front of everyone. Now, someone dared to call him that in front of hundreds of thousands of scholars. No one could stand it!
"Which brother of the Martial Kingdom is speaking ill of me? In the future … "Before Zong Qingyan could finish, he was stopped by a member of the Zong family.
"It's a military scholar from Wu Guo."
Zong Qingyan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Wu Guo and Gyeongo were already enemies. Wu Guo loved to fight and had many stubborn generals. If Zong Qingyan encountered a scholar, he could still argue with him. However, if he was mocked by a great scholar, Zong Qingyan could only swallow his anger.
Zong Qingyan looked at Fang Yun with hatred. He clenched his right fist tightly. A cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes. It disappeared in a flash, followed by a strange mocking expression.
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