When the rest of the High Scholars saw that Fang Yun really dared to step onto the bridge, some looked impressed, some smiled mysteriously, and some ignored him. They only had their own paths in front of them.
The bridge was wide and 15 people stepped onto it almost at the same time. The fastest and slowest person were less than a step apart.
These people all had different attitudes when they stepped onto the bridge. Some were calm, some were brave, some were cautious, some were indifferent, and some were completely focused.
The bravest person smiled and sped up. He walked past the first pair of beast heads without any obstruction. If one looked closely, they would notice that his hair was slightly raised and his exposed skin was slightly red.
Fang Yun was also thinking about the bridge. It was different from the Ruo Water, Strange Wind, and Changing Fog. The blood energy in the bridge was exactly the same as the blood energy in the Holy Ground. Not only could it attack one's literary palace and literary gall, it could also attack one's body.
Previously, even the Military Scholar's internal organs were damaged and he was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Yan Yukong's clothes were torn to shreds, and the Mohist disciple was so injured that he could not move.
The rest of the people, including Fang Yun, quickly walked to the first pair of beast heads.
When he was outside the bridge, Fang Yun could not see anything. However, when he entered the bridge, Fang Yun saw two faint red rays of light sweep past and land on his body.
Fang Yun felt a piercing pain in his body. It was as if he had been hit by a wooden stick as thick as his wrist. However, it did not leave any wounds on his body. Then, the two red rays of light landed on his literary palace.
Fang Yun's literary palace did not move at all. However, the blood energy immediately dissipated and disappeared without a trace.
"This seems to be equivalent to the blood energy of a Demon Soldier at close range. Its power is average," Fang Yun thought to himself.
No one stopped. Soon, they reached the second pair of beast heads.
A deeper red light flashed past. The two rays of blood energy were like numerous whips that struck everyone's bodies and literary palaces.
Almost everyone's body trembled slightly and they hissed softly. Fang Yun only felt a few places on his body burning. Although he was wearing a Dragon Scale Shirt and Dragon Skin Pants, the blood energy was not a weapon or a claw. It could pass through easily. Only Wen Bao would be able to block it.
"It's roughly equivalent to twenty percent of the Daemon General's vital energy and blood. However, if the Daemon General were to use this vital energy and blood to cast a demonic art, it would not be so easy for us to block it."
When the rest of the High Scholars saw that Fang Yun had managed to walk past the second pair of beasts, regardless of their previous attitudes, they all had looks of admiration on their faces. This was a sign of recognition from a senior to a junior.
Walking past the second pair of beast heads meant that they could attack the yao general from a distance without worrying about being interrupted by yao arts.
When he arrived between the third pair of beast heads, Fang Yun's body trembled violently because the Qi and blood energy was like a dozen whips lashing his body at the same time. Fang Yun lowered his head and looked at his painful hand. There was a clear red mark on it.
However, Fang Yun's literary palace remained motionless.
After taking a few more steps, the fourth pair of beast heads unleashed the power of Blood Qi. The red light had already turned into a blood-red light.
Half of the people let out a heavy groan, and then kept taking deep breaths to relieve their pain.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth. When the Qi and blood energy from the fourth pair of beast heads landed on his body, it no longer felt like a whip. It felt like a sword was stabbing into his body. Not only did he feel physical pain, but he also felt as if the sword was stabbing into his bones. Fortunately, they had the literary palace and the Literary Courage. If they had been taught, they would have already fainted.
Everyone relied on the power of Literary Courage to protect themselves. By the time they reached the beast bridge, their Literary Courage had already been used up. Only Yan Yukong, who had reached the upper stage of Literary Courage, could still use the power of Literary Courage on the beast bridge. Everyone else could only passively endure. They did not have any means of defense.
Fang Yun was the same. He could not use his Literary Courage for the time being. However, the power of his literary palace was on full display. The Qi and blood energy could not affect his literary palace at all.
After passing the fourth pair of beast heads, the two High Scholars slowed down. Their literary palaces and literary courage had been resisting the Weak Water, Strange Wind and Changing Fog. They had already reached their limits. However, they realized that Fang Yun did not slow down at all.
One of them was shocked, while the other narrowed his eyes. He was certain that Fang Yun did not have the ability to cross the beast bridge. He did not know when to stop and felt disgusted.
Fang Yun had just reached the fifth pair of beast heads when he felt his body being stabbed by more than ten swords. His body trembled violently, and he even bent over slightly. However, he quickly straightened his back and did not slow down at all.
Among the other twelve people, ten of them slowed down. Only two of them were the same as Fang Yun.
Everyone subconsciously looked at Fang Yun. The Qi and blood energy attack targeted both the literary palace and the body. A High Scholar's body was at least five times stronger than an Elementary Scholar's body, and ten times stronger than an Elementary Scholar's body.
An Elementary Scholar's literary palace or body was very normal. The pain he suffered on the beast bridge was at least thirty times that of a High Scholar's!
These High Scholars took at least three years to five years to become a High Scholar. However, Fang Yun had only been an Elementary Scholar for less than three months!
These people were the cream of the crop among the High Scholars. It could be said that all of them had the qualifications to compete for the title of the next generation's four great scholars. All of them had the potential to become Scholars, and it would not be strange for them to become Scholars. However, an Elementary Scholar had surpassed all of them!
They were either disciples of Half-saint families or disciples of Confucian scholars. For the sake of the holy ground, they had undergone all sorts of training. Anything that could strengthen their bodies, they had eaten it. Anything that they had not eaten was not meant for High Scholars. Any one of these High Scholars would have a body that was at least three times stronger than a normal High Scholar. Otherwise, they would not have been able to reach this stage so quickly.
"What strong willpower!" Someone could not help but whisper.
However, there were still some who believed that Fang Yun was trying to be brave. After all, an Elementary Scholar was an Elementary Scholar.
Zong Wude, Feng Yang and Fang Yun left the rest behind and walked towards the sixth pair of beast heads.
A dark red glow of blood rushed towards them. It was equivalent to a full force attack from a Demon General.
"Pfft …" The three of them vomited blood at the same time.
Fang Yun felt as if several large axes had landed on his body. It was as if his body had been chopped in half. The pain caused his vision to turn black and he almost fainted.
All three of their internal organs were damaged and small droplets of blood seeped out of their skin.
The ten people behind Fang Yun looked at the three of them in disbelief. Finally, they looked at Fang Yun. The three of them vomited blood at the same time. Their exposed skin was bleeding at the same time. However, Fang Yun lost the least amount of blood!
Those who were disgusted with Fang Yun and thought that he was trying to be brave were now filled with pure admiration.
"Is this the power of an Elementary Scholar who has undergone the Talent Empowerment four times?" One of them asked.
"No, four Talent Empowerment requires at least three years to show its true effect. Now that he has reached the sixth pair of beast heads, it is mostly because of himself! I'm afraid he has been studying hard day and night to speed up the absorption of the Talent Empowerment. "
"No wonder he is the best in the ten nations." A Half-saint family's High Scholar sighed.
Fang Yun, Feng Yang, and Zong Wude slowed down their footsteps and slowly walked towards the seventh pair of beast heads.
Zong Wude suddenly tilted his head and looked at Fang Yun. He frowned and said, "The ten nations of the human race are united. Can't you give me a handicap? If I lose to you in the Holy Ground, my great-grandfather will be embarrassed and the people of Gyeongo will scold me. Anyway, the top ten will get double the moonlight essence. What do you think? "His great-grandfather was Zong Wude.
Feng Yang, who was at the side, was amused and said angrily, "Don't listen to his nonsense. He is the most thick-skinned person in the ten nations."
The others laughed as well. They didn't expect Zong Wude, who was obviously opposed to Jingguo and Fang Yun, to say such a thing on such a serious and critical road to the Holy Ground.
Fang Yun reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn't answer and walked forward slowly.
Fang Yun's eyes were like stars in the night sky.
"Ah …" Zong Wude sighed and walked side by side with Feng Yang and Fang Yun.
As the three of them walked, their clothes and hair were torn and scattered, but it didn't affect the three of them at all.
The first six pairs of beast heads were just lions, tigers, and wolves, while the seventh pair was a dragon head.
It was a demon general with the bloodline of the sacred race!
The three of them arrived in between the seventh pair of beast heads at the same time.
This time, the sanguine light didn't disappear in a flash. Instead, it surged over like three layers of waves.
Dents immediately appeared all over the bodies of the three of them. With the sounds of bones cracking, the three of them spat out a large mouthful of blood. Zong Wude and Feng Yang's bodies turned weak as they sat on the ground. Their eyes lost focus and their consciousness became blurry.
Fang Yun's eyes were clear as usual and his body was trembling slightly as he walked forward at an extremely slow speed. He was almost moving.
This time, Fang Yun's Wen Palace was finally shaken and there were even two small cracks. However, that was all. It would recover in a day at most.
Fang Yun walked down the bridge slowly and finally couldn't take it anymore. He sat on the ground and turned around to look at the pair of dragon heads. The corners of his blood-stained lips curled up slightly.
"He's too powerful." The person behind couldn't help but sigh.
"He's not the top scholar of the Ten Nations, but the top scholar in a thousand years!"
Yan Yukong, Mo Shan, and Sun Naiyong, who were the first to cross the bridge, looked at Fang Yun for a long time before speaking.
"Seeing Fang Yun shows one's bravery," Sun Naiyong said in a low voice.
"Is this guy a mechanical beast?" Mo Shan asked.
"I clearly got first place, why do I feel like I lost to Fang Yun?" Yan Yukong was very helpless.
Zong Wude, who was lying on the bridge, shouted with all his might, "Yan Yukong, cut the crap. Hurry up and pull me down the bridge."
"You'd better scram," Yan Yukong said.
Zong Wude rolled his eyes and really rolled down the bridge. As he rolled, he wailed like a pig being slaughtered. He had officially crossed the Holy Ground Road. Feng Yang rolled down too.
"I've passed the Holy Ground Road. Hurry up and save me! Bastard! "After Zong Wude yelled, everyone who had crossed the bridge disappeared.
Fang Yun felt that he had suddenly arrived in a white world. A warm force entered his body, eliminating all the pain and allowing his body to recover. Not only did his Wen Guts and Wen Palace recover, but they also seemed to have improved slightly.
Fang Yun's heart skipped a beat. He was originally on the verge of reaching the Greater Mastery of the first realm of Wen Guts. Now that there was an obvious improvement, wouldn't he be at the same level as Yan Yukong?
Before Fang Yun could enter the Wen Palace to take a closer look at the Wen Guts, he saw a flash before his eyes and found himself in a Wen Palace. In front of him was the main door, and outside was Ren Yong Courtyard. There were also many officials from various countries who were standing there to send the scholars to the Holy Ground Road.
Fang Yun turned his head and looked inside. Yan Yukong and the other four who had crossed the bridge were all there. In the innermost part of the Wen Palace, there was an ordinary-looking old man sitting on an armchair. However, this old man was staring at Fang Yun with a strange gaze.
"What's wrong with this old man? The person in charge here is at least a great scholar. Why is he looking at me like that? "Fang Yun thought to himself.
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