Feng Shaoyu looked at Fang Yun and the energy in his body surged. His thoughts became sharper and he kept thinking.
"There is no pure Half-saint in the Ten Nations because Confucianism, Dharma, Bing, and Mo are in control of the world. Back then, the combination of Horizontal and Vertical was not completed. Although Guigu 'zi, the ancestor of the Vertical and Horizontal, taught many outstanding disciples such as Sun Bin, Su Qin, Zhang Yi, Pang Juan, Yue Yi, and Mao Sui, he eventually stopped at the great Confucian scholar Xusheng. Most of his disciples became great Confucians, but Sun Bin was the only one who became a Saint because of the Military. During the war of the Ten Nations, although the Vertical and Horizontal was eloquent, it was difficult for us to write a book and our credit was taken away by Confucianism, Dharma, and Bing. A few of the Vertical and Horizontal had to major in Confucianism and Art of War before they could become Saints. "
"Now that the thousand-year agreement has expired and the three races are fighting, it is the best time for the Vertical and Horizontal to rise! Once we persuade the barbarians to fight the demons together with me, the Vertical and Horizontal will definitely produce a Half-saint, and I will also produce a Second Saint. We will end the era of Confucianism, Bing, Dharma, and Mo being in control of the world. We must let the world know that the Vertical and Horizontal technique has the power to save the human race! "
"The wealthy families of Gyeongo have been planning for decades to divide Jingguo with Wu Guo. We could have succeeded in another five years. This year's Dragon Boat Cultural Meet and Book Hill should have been successful. It should have been enough to disintegrate the will of the Jingguo literati. But you, Fang Yun, just happened to appear! This led to an unprecedented increase in the cohesion of the literati in Jiang District. They realized that the younger generation of Jingguo is more outstanding than Gyeongo, Wu Guo. They even saw the hope of Jingguo's rise. "
"This Fang Yun wants to destroy the plans of Gyeongo for decades and prevent the Vertical and Horizontal from establishing the foundation of the Sage Dao. What a joke! A human genius? What a joke! If we can unite with the barbarians. So what if ten Fang Yun die!?! If we can destroy the demons, so what if a hundred Fang Yun die!?! The Vertical and Horizontal is not that group of stubborn Confucians! "
"During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a hundred schools of thought contended. The scholarly faction took advantage of the situation to rise. Now that the three clans are in power, it is the best time for the School of Vertical and Horizontal and the School of Miscellany! We do not seek to replace the Confucian school of thought. We only seek to stand side by side with the Dharmic, Armament, and Mohism schools of thought. There is no room for mercy in this battle for the Divine Dao! Twenty years ago, I, the great scholar of the School of Vertical and Horizontal, swore an oath outside the Temple of All Saints. If I can't convince the barbarians and demons within fifty years, I will give up on this idea. Not fighting for a thousand years! A mere Fang Yun dares to stand in the way of the School of Vertical and Horizontal! "
"The Confucian School of Confucianism brings peace to the world, while the School of Military Strategy is the enemy of ten thousand. Once my School of Vertical and Horizontal appears, we will definitely have the power to flatten an entire clan! Even if this Fang Yun has the protection of a mysterious teacher and is valued by Eastern Sage, before the Holy Path of the School of Zongheng, he is still a Saint. He had to back down! In the struggle of the Divine Path, victory or defeat is inevitable! "
Feng Shaoyu's heart was even more determined, and his courage was even purer.
Fang Yun stood still and looked at Feng Shaoyu. "I don't want to do anything stupid. But if you do something stupid, someone has to teach you a lesson! "
Feng Shaoyu smiled and walked towards the arena. As he walked, he said, "Fang Yun, I heard that you have a deep prejudice against Mount Liu and think that he is harmful to Jingguo. But there is something I don't understand. Last winter, hundreds of grassland barbarians and sand barbarians fought against many of the human nations. Wu Guo is strong and naturally did not lose an inch of land. Among them, Gu's strength is similar to Jingguo's and did not lose an inch of land. Why is that? "
"For a moment's benefit, the great Gu had to pay tribute to the barbarians and become the nation of the barbarians' descendants. A fifty year old monarch was scorned by the world as a 'child monarch'. He did not lose an inch of land, but he lost the hearts of the people, the foundation of the nation, and the future!"
There was a hint of sadness in Fang Yun's eyes.
This Saint Origin World was much bigger than the ancient Huaxia. The ten nations were scattered everywhere and because of the thousand-year truce, there was no external pressure and internal strife. When the thousand-year truce ended, internal and external troubles erupted. Many people suddenly realized that the barbarians were so strong and all kinds of pessimistic thoughts appeared.
Unlike Jingguo, where the pro-war faction had the upper hand, the pro-peace faction had the upper hand in Gu.
When Feng Shaoyu mentioned that Gu had paid tribute to the Sand Barbarians, he was not ashamed but proud. He thought that he had temporarily protected the foundation of the human race. However, Fang Yun knew that the bloody history had proven that this kind of peace-loving nation would be destroyed.
After saying that, Fang Yun thought of three famous sentences in his world.
"Weak nations have no justice, weak nations have no diplomacy." These were the words of China's first generation diplomat, Lu Zhengxiang.
"Truth is only within the range of a cannon." These were the words of Germany's famous iron-blooded Prime Minister, Bismarck.
"In …"
Fang Yun's heart suddenly moved. The third sentence was so heavy that he could not use it now. He kept it in his heart and said it at the right time.
Feng Shaoyu sneered, "Ridiculous! Ignorant! The School of Miscellany and the School of Vertical and Horizontal exchanged Gu's things for the peace of several prefectures. It was a great contribution. How could there be a loss? "
Fang Yun said slowly, "The six states thought the same way. Then Qin unified the world."
Feng Shaoyu was furious, and some of the School of Vertical and Horizontal's students were also shocked.
Qin's unification of the six states was the eternal pain of the School of Vertical and Horizontal.
Needless to say, the School of Vertical and Horizontal that supported the six states were defeated.
Among the School of Vertical and Horizontal that supported Qin, Zhang Yi did not succeed. Fan Ju was killed by Sun Bin thousands of miles away because he harmed Baiqi.
Although the last famous minister of the School of Vertical and Horizontal, Cai Ze, had made achievements, he tragically met Han Feizi, Li Si, Lu Buwei, and many other geniuses. It was already difficult for him to protect himself, let alone become a saint.
It could be said that the School of Vertical and Horizontal's only mistake was to fight Mo Zhengming. In the end, the School of Vertical and Horizontal's divine path foundation was destroyed by the four prominent schools. It was only now that they had the chance to rebuild their divine path.
The School of Miscellaneous was far superior to the School of Vertical and Horizontal. They walked the path of inclusiveness, and in the end, there were generations of Half-saints.
Feng Shaoyu did not say a word. He walked into the arena and entered the area of the talent battle. He looked at Fang Yun and smiled, "The six states ceded their land to seek peace, but Jingu did not lose any land. How can you compare them? Fang Yun, how about this, as long as you admit that Minister Zuo is not wrong and take back the poem 'Twilight of the Year', we will end this battle. We will also let the Jingguo King issue an imperial edict to acknowledge you as the world's number one genius. How about that? "
These words seemed to contain a mysterious power. Fang Yun's eyes suddenly became dazed. However, it only took a moment for him to regain his clarity.
Seeing this scene, the High Scholars and Scholars were shocked.
Yuanjun Feng said loudly, "Who would have thought that the 'flowery words' of a Gyeongo High Scholar would be useless in front of me, a Jingguo Elementary Scholar. Gyeongo does not even need to compete to lose this battle."
Feng Shaoyu's expression did not change as he said, "I was just testing Fang Yun. The School of Vertical and Horizontal likes to do this. It's not like you don't know this. Fang Yun, I am a High Scholar. You can't bully me with your literary skills. If the power of a battle poem exceeds that of an Elementary Scholar, then why don't we compete again? "
"Shameless!"
"The people of Gyeongo are really shameless!"
"Scram back to Gyeongo!"
"What a disgrace to the scholars!"
"No wonder they are the School of Vertical and Horizontal. They only care about fame and fortune. They don't have any scholarly integrity at all!"
The people of Jingguo cursed. Some of the Gyeongo people were angry, while others lowered their heads in silence. The Half-saint Xi Molu's expression was extremely ugly. After hearing Fang Yun and Feng Shaoyu's words, he realized that he might be involved in the School of Vertical and Horizontal's battle of the Divine Path.
The Half-saint Xi Yunxiao of the Xi Clan was of orthodox Confucian origin. He was barely related to the School of Legalism and the School of Miscellaneous.
Thinking of this, Xi Molu suddenly understood why his Half-saint ancestor was in seclusion at this time. He did not want to participate in the battle of the Divine Path. Even if the Half-saint of the School of Miscellaneous was also from Gyeongo and had a good relationship with him, the battle of the Divine Path did not allow for the slightest bit of carelessness.
"I understand now! The School of Miscellaneous and the School of Vertical and Horizontal's plan was going smoothly. However, Fang Yun suddenly appeared. Ever since Fang Yun wrote the poem "Twilight" and criticized the Minister of the Left, he has become a thorn in the sides of the two families! If we don't remove this thorn, how can the two families be at ease! "
Xi Molu almost wanted to leave immediately and escape the battle of the Divine Path. However, when he thought of Shi Jun's life-saving grace and the expectations of the Gyeongo people when they sent him off, he thought of the consequences of his failure and did not leave in the end.
The number of people cursing Feng Shaoyu decreased.
"Fang Yun, you have to think carefully. Must you compete with a High Scholar?" a Jingguo official asked softly.
Fang Yundao said, "I'm only a scholar. Of course, I can't compete with other High Scholars. However, compared to Gyeongo's High Scholars, I'm still much stronger."
Feng Shaoyu sneered, "You're just a small scholar from Jingguo. You just won the High Scholar Book Hill by chance and you actually think you're the best in the Ten Nations. How arrogant! Don't talk about the Literary Battle of Gyeongo, I can beat you alone! You'll definitely lose this Literary Battle. If you lose, you won't be able to go to Gyeongo for the Literary Battle of Gyeongo. Be careful of the instability of the Literary Palace! "
"Don't worry about me. When I become a High Scholar, just wait for me in Gyeongo!"
"Minister Feng, let's begin." After Feng Shaoyu finished speaking, he suddenly shouted towards the Jingguo people outside the ring, "I'm Feng Shaoyu of Gyeongo. I want you to remember that on the 10th of June, I defeated the number one genius of Jingguo, Fang Yun, to complete the Literary Battle and become famous in the Ten Nations! Jingguo people are all incompetent people! "
Feng Shaoyu's voice was mixed with the power of talent and courage, causing the Jingguo people to be angry and start cursing again.
However, Fang Yun wasn't as angry as those people. Instead, he slowly said, "There's a feud between the two nations. It doesn't matter if it's a Literary Battle or Literary Battle. However, you repeatedly used the power of the School of Vertical and Horizontal to humiliate and infuriate me. In that case, I'll follow Confucius's words and repay kindness with kindness. I'll treat you however you want to treat me! "
Feng Shaoyu laughed out loud and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you to repay me, but the prerequisite is that you have the chance! It's a pity that a genius of Jingguo has lost to me. Are you really not going to kneel and beg for mercy? "
"Your despicable means can't shake my Literary Palace and talent. It will only make you lose even more miserably!" Fang Yun said while staring at Feng Shaoyu.
Feng Shaoyu was about to speak when Minister Feng suddenly shouted, "Let the Literary Battle begin!"
Fang Yun and Feng Shaoyu looked at each other.
Feng Shaoyu said solemnly, "The times have changed. The Dao of Vertical and Horizontal will be one of the strongest Dao of the human race in the future. All those who try to stop the School of Vertical and Horizontal will lose their reputation! The first one is you, Fang Yun! "
"From now on, I want Gyeongo to never dare to provoke Jingguo again!" Fang Yun said.
After the two of them finished speaking, a strong wind blew around them, causing their clothes to flutter. At first glance, their talent was similar to that of Literary Palace.
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