"What if only Fang Yun and Yan Yukong are left? That would be interesting."
Their aspiration pages tilted once again.
"Don't condense, don't condense …"
Some scholars from Wu Guo, Kong City, and Ten Frigid Ancient Land chanted softly. Once their lotuses had nine petals, the top scholar from their region would fall into the water.
The light from the aspiration pages became even brighter, almost ten times brighter than before.
After a while, Fang Yun and Yan Yukong each had one more lotus petal.
Their lotuses had nine petals!
Nine-petal white lotuses surrounded the two of them. There were lotuses in front of them and to their left and right. Only their backs were empty.
Everyone stood up in surprise and joy. There had never been a case of two people with nine petals in the history of the human race!
"A miracle! It's definitely a miracle! "
"If the two of them can become Half-saint, they will be able to defeat all the other saints!"
"Together with Mr. Zhi Shi, the three Half-saints will be able to dominate the Demon Realm!"
"After Kong Sheng, the second glorious era of the human race is about to arrive!"
The youths from the Zong and Lei families suppressed their disheartened words. No matter how stupid they were, they knew that if they said anything now, they would be attacked by everyone.
Everyone was happy, but the other three top scholars were not.
Kong Delun, who only had four petals, could no longer withstand the difference of five petals. He fell into the water alone. As he choked on water, he looked at Fang Yun and Yan Yukong sadly.
Ceng Nianhai and Sun Naiyong, who had five petals, were lying on the lotus leaves, trying their best to prevent themselves from falling into the water.
Soon, the wind stopped. Ceng Nianhai and Sun Naiyong, who were on the lotus leaves, tidied their clothes and hair.
Sun Naiyong heaved a sigh of relief. He flung his hair behind his back and said, "It's finally over. If we didn't enter the lava cave, I would be laughed at by my family."
Ceng Nianhai smiled bitterly and said, "There are four petals between us. If we weren't careful, we would have fallen into the water. We have nine petals now. It's almost over."
Yan Yukong and Fang Yun were like strategists. Outside, the two of them were playing Go in the tent.
The two of them wore smiles on their faces. They didn't seem to be happy because of this. They were even calmer than usual.
Fang Yundao: "I can't participate in the gathering of the top scorers from each country today. Yukong, drink a cup of wine on my behalf. When we return from the Blood Mang Ancient Lands, I'll punish myself with three cups. "
"Alright, you must come back on time," Yan Yukong said.
"It's a deal."
The two of them were dressed in white and sat on a green lotus leaf. They looked at each other and smiled.
The resolution page tilted again, slowly sprinkling light.
Most of the spectators had calmed down. They sat down one after another and watched with smiles on their faces. Nine petals was the limit, and it was impossible to surpass it.
Yan Yukong was the first to stop writing his essay. It no longer emitted light, but Fang Yun was still writing.
The Jingguo people laughed heartily. Fang Yun was the undisputed champion of the Lotus Pond!
Everyone present nodded in agreement.
A few of the young men even gently moved their shoulders and necks. It was time to prepare for the next round of the Lava Cave. The Lava Cave no longer caused the resolution page to emit light. Instead, lava flew up and burned the resolution page. The more the resolution page was burned, the stronger the resolution page would be.
"Something's not right!" The Jingguo Prime Minister, Kang Ha-chuan, suddenly stood up.
Previously, the resolution page would only emit light for a few seconds. However, Fang Yun's resolution page was still emitting light after five seconds!
Not far away, the Left Prime Minister, Mount Liu, was stunned. He stared at the resolution page and Fang Yun.
The light stopped. The lotus had ten petals!
Sun Naiyong and Ceng Nianhai were stunned. Yan Yukong was stunned. Even Fang Yun himself was stunned.
Everyone present was in a daze.
A few scholars had just used their official seals to enter the spectator stands. They were dumbfounded.
"Did they change the rules for the competition?" An old scholar who had just entered muttered to himself.
Ji Zhibai had been holding back his anger. He had had enough of provoking Fang Yun in advance. Furthermore, he had been frightened by the reputation of the "Three Idiots of Xue Hai". Thus, he had held back his anger during the competition. He had been waiting for Fang Yun to fail before venting his anger.
However, he felt as though his heart was about to explode.
Even if Fang Yun failed in the competition, he would not be affected by the fact that his lotus had ten petals.
Everyone looked on in disbelief as a gust of wind appeared beside Fang Yun.
It was not a white gust of wind or a green gust of wind. Instead, it was a gray tornado!
The tornado was 100 feet tall, and it was expanding rapidly.
Sun Naiyong and Ceng Nianhai, who had five-petal lotuses, did not even have time to react. They were thrown dozens of feet away by the tornado. They fell into the pond and gulped down the water.
Yan Yukong only had one less lotus petal than Fang Yun. Logically, he should have been able to sit on the lotus leaf. However, the tornado was too strong. Yan Yukong had no choice but to lower his head and hold onto the lotus leaf tightly.
In the gray tornado, Yan Yukong smiled bitterly. How did he meet a freak like Fang Yun?
If he had known this would happen, he would have delayed the Grand Scholar examination for a year!
After a while, the tornado stopped. Sun Naiyong and Ceng Nianhai spat out the water in their stomachs. They swam to the edge of the pond and rolled their eyes.
"Next time, please let us lose with dignity!"
Everyone looked at the two of them carefully. Their clothes had been shredded, and they were dressed like beggars. Their white shoulders and chests were exposed.
Everyone could not help but laugh, especially the top scholars who had fallen into the water. They had evil smiles on their faces.
The ten-petal lotus was too shocking. Some people could not believe it and kept blinking.
"As expected of Fang Xusheng!"
Everyone sighed.
The Lei family and the Zong family kept their mouths shut.
If anyone dared to say anything now, they would become one of the idiots in Kong Shengwen's world.
The resolution paper above Yan Yukong disappeared.
However, the resolution paper above Fang Yun's head tilted for the eleventh time and shone for the eleventh time.
Sun Naiyong muttered softly, "Don't tell me the lotus has eleven petals? If that's the case, who would dare to play with Fang Yun in the future? "
"Yes, don't compare yourself with Fang Yun in the future."
"You can compete with him in stupidity."
The top scholars did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Before everyone could digest the miracle of the ten-petal lotus, they saw the eleventh lotus petal appear behind Fang Yun.
Just one more petal and the lotus would surround Fang Yun completely!
"This is … so messed up!" Some of the scholars were confused. They could not believe that something like this would happen.
A tornado with a darker color appeared!
Yan Yukong did not know whether to laugh or cry. He clutched the lotus leaf tightly and asked loudly in the tornado, "Fang Yun, when will it end?"
"I don't know either." Fang Yun felt that he had gone too far.
The scholars on the spectator stand were even more surprised. No one expected that the first step to becoming the nation's champion would be so unstoppable. Not only had he surpassed his predecessors, but he had surpassed them by so much.
At this moment. Everyone only had one question in their minds.
"What is Fang Yun's resolution paper?"
A few old figures appeared in an inconspicuous corner of the spectator stand. No one noticed them, but they nodded at each other. It was a greeting.
Yan Yukong was indeed a genius on par with Yi Zhishi. He did not fall into the water even in the tornado formed by the eleven-petal lotus.
The tornado stopped. No one spoke again. They all waited quietly. They quietly looked at Fang Yun and his resolution paper.
They all wanted to know how many petals Fang Yun would have in the end!
Ji Zhibai looked at Fang Yun. A feeling of despair suddenly rose in his heart.
"I'm so tired …" Ji Zhibai muttered to himself.
The resolution paper tilted once again.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats.
No one could sit on the spectator stand anymore. Even the members of the Zong Family and Lei family were standing. They instinctively raised their heads and looked forward, hoping to see more clearly.
Hundreds of thousands of scholars leaned forward in unison.
A light as rich as milk fell on Fang Yun's body.
The competition for the nation's champion fell silent.
After twelve breaths, the twelfth lotus petal was formed!
The twelfth lotus petal surrounded Fang Yun.
Strangely, Fang Yun's body was slowly rising.
When Fang Yun stopped rising, everyone realized that the twelfth lotus petal had formed a lotus platform!
Fang Yun sat on the lotus platform. His eyes contained the void, and his heart contained the myriad of worlds.
Rumble …
A massive black tornado with lightning in the wind appeared. It connected heaven and earth, and it surrounded Fang Yun like a black dragon.
Yan Yukong couldn't hold on any longer. He was instantly swept away by the tornado and fell into the water with a plop.
Yan Yukong's eyes were filled with confusion. He didn't care that he was gulping down large mouthfuls of water.
At this moment, Yan Yukong forced himself to remember this date. He had to stay at home on this date every year or visit his teacher, the Sage Nan. Otherwise, he would be in big trouble!
Everything was taboo on the 10th of November!
Everyone was dumbstruck. How could such a massive tornado appear during the competition for the nation's champion?
Not long after, the tornado stopped.
Yan Yukong floated on the surface of the water. His eyes were glazed over, and he felt as if there was nothing left to live for.
Yan Yukong was thinking about a question.
Fang Yun was also thinking about a question.
The top scholars of each country were thinking about a question.
Everyone in the spectator stands was also thinking about a question.
"The competition for the nation's champion has ended?"
Li Fanming slammed the fan in his hand and couldn't help but ask, "Is that even possible?"
"It should be possible." The elderly Grand Scholar beside him was also confused.
"Others might not be able to do it, but Fang Xusheng can."
"That's amazing!" In a hidden corner of the spectator stands, a skinny old man kept stroking his goatee with his hand. He was dressed in tattered clothes and sighed softly.
"I just want to know what Fang Xusheng's ambition is!"
"That's right! Fang Xusheng, please recite your ambition! "
"Fang Xusheng, please enlighten us!"
Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation.
The pages of ambition finally disappeared, which meant that the competition for the Lotus Pond had ended. Fang Yun and the other top scholars also heard the commotion outside.
"Fang Yun, stop hiding it. Tell us what your ambition is!" Sun Naiyong shouted.
"I won't go ashore if you don't tell me!" Yan Yukong floated on the water and looked at Fang Yun in a daze.
Fang Yun smiled helplessly and said slowly, "Then, I'll recite my ambition."
Everyone held their breaths and waited with their eyes wide open.
Even the enemies of the Zong Family and the Lei family were filled with curiosity.
"Establishing a heart for the heavens and earth, establishing a life for the people! Inheriting the lost knowledge of the past saints, establishing peace for all ages! "
Fang Yun's voice was like the beating of a thousand drums and the roar of a thousand bells, reverberating in the sky.
"… Establishing peace for all ages …"
Everyone present felt an indescribable shock in their hearts.
It was even more shocking than the first time they heard the sacred words, the first time they saw the inverted peak, and even the first time they saw the Half-saint.
"Peerless national leader!"
Fang Yun's ambition condensed the ambition of all scholars!
The heavens had a god but no shape. The heavens had a Dao but no heart. However, Fang Yun wanted to create a heart for the heavens and earth!
This was only the surface meaning.
The heavens were all things, everything. The starry sky, the ocean, the vegetation, the human race, the monsters, the barbarians, etc. Everything was the heavens. The myriad of worlds were the heavens!
Establishing a heart for the heavens and earth meant setting the rules for the myriad of worlds, allowing the myriad of worlds to operate according to Fang Yun's will!
What ruler of the myriad of worlds? What peak race? Nothing could compare to this ambition!
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