Everyone returned to their respective tents to prepare. Fang Yun took out a few Wen Treasures that he didn't need and gave them to Li Fanming and the others. When these people fought with the Holy Son of the Wolf Barbarian that day, their Wen Treasures were either damaged or used to save their lives. Therefore, he gave them Wen Treasures in case of emergency.
Those people were extremely grateful.
Half an hour later, the group set off. The Barbarian Generals and Demon Generals who had been following Fang Yun took the initiative to come forward. The four Barbarian Niu soldiers also followed Niu Shan. Amongst the High Scholars, there was an additional Xun Ye.
Xun Ye took the initiative to swear that he would not make things difficult for Fang Yun. Everyone agreed to let him join, and Fang Yun accepted with a smile.
According to the information given by the Dragon Head Spirit Bone, Fang Yun planned a route and connected the places where the Mist Butterfly might appear. The destination was the Ancestral Demon's Gate, which was very close to the center of the Holy Ground. Because he didn't know if the Demon Ancestor's Sect was real or fake, Fang Yun didn't tell anyone.
Everyone moved forward quickly and went to some places one after another. Ruo Shui Waterfall, Wondrous Wind Mountain, Coniferous Forest, Mirror Lake, Sunken Volcano, and many other strange places.
Near noon, they encountered a group of Blood Demon Barbarians from the Demon Realm. There were more than ten Demon Generals and nearly a hundred Demon Soldiers. The leader was an extremely tall Tiger Demon General from the Saint Clan.
"Haha, idiots of the human race, I killed one on the way, and now I meet you again!" As the tiger general finished speaking, a blood fog rose up from his body, condensing into the image of a tiger's head behind him. This was the monster race's ancestral spirit, equivalent to the human race's literary palace. Only the most talented monster race members or those with the bloodline of the saint race could possess such an ancestral spirit. Previously, the saint race's bear general had used the strength of his ancestral spirit to reject the High Scholars, but the Saint Son of the wolf barbarian hadn't used his ancestral spirit at all.
The Tiger Demon General was well aware of the temperament of the Human Race. He originally thought that the Human Race in front of him would be scared out of their wits. However, he realized that everyone was looking at the person on the chair.
"Teacher Fang, you hold the line. Last time we encountered the Holy Son of the Barbarian Wolf, we must return the favor! "
"Do it! This group of demons thinks that there's no one in the Ten Nations who can deal with them just because they have the advantage in numbers. Today, all of you shall die! "Li Fanming said.
Fang Yun nodded and said, "After the battle, I will celebrate for all of you!"
These words sounded very ordinary, but it gave the High Scholars a sense of relief. They felt an indescribable sense of confidence.
Those ordinary Demonic Beasts and Barbarians foolishly rushed forward, but the Demonic Tiger General of the Sacred Clan was suddenly stunned. His gaze fell upon Niu Shan and the rest of the Star Demon Barbarians. He was stunned for a moment. Then, he did not say anything. He did not even warn the other Star Demon Barbarians. He just took to his heels and ran away. In the end, he consumed his lifespan to activate the power of his ancestral spirit. He ran away at a speed that Fang Yun and the rest of the Star Demon Barbarians could never catch up to him.
"I …" Li Fanming's hand trembled. The tip of the brush was crooked, and a large amount of ink stained the white paper. Xianpin's vigorous writing was interrupted.
Among the High Scholars who were chanting, two of them were so shocked by the strange actions of the Tiger Demon General that they stopped chanting halfway and their chanting was interrupted.
He had never heard of such a strange Demon General from the Saint Race!
Fang Yun was also speechless as he looked at the back of the tiger demon general.
Li Fanming couldn't help but say, "The Demonic Barbarians and Demonic Beasts are indeed cunning. They were able to tell at a glance that we were different from the other High Scholar teams."
"Continue!" Fang Yun smiled.
Those demons and barbarians still didn't know that their leader had run away. They rushed over foolishly, each of them looking fierce and full of confidence.
However, what awaited them was a group of experienced High Scholars.
Defensive War Scrolls flew out, summoning the Demon Generals in front. Some High Scholars used the chessboard to confuse some of the Barbarians, while others used the art of war to restrain some of the Barbarians. The remaining High Scholars used their most powerful War Scrolls to attack the Barbarians, forming all sorts of physical attacks. The Song of Gale's Whirlwind Attack, the Surging Waves' rolling waves, the War of the City's South's Arrows …
These High Scholars' War Scrolls were much stronger than those of ordinary High Scholars, at least twice as strong. The Demon Generals could only defend themselves, while the hundred or so Demon Soldiers did not even have the ability to defend themselves. In the blink of an eye, half of them were killed by the High Scholars' War Scrolls, and the other half were severely injured. They had completely lost their ability to fight.
The Demon Generals did not give up and continued charging forward. What awaited them was the Grand Scholar's War Scrolls. After the Grand Scholar's War Scrolls were used, the High Scholars' War Scrolls stopped, and the second round of War Scrolls began.
There was no need for Fang Yun to act. All the Demon Soldiers were dead, and only three of the Demon Generals were still alive. However, they were lying on the ground, unable to escape.
The three Demon Generals who were still alive did not look at the humans. Instead, they used all their strength to look behind them. They looked at their leader's back, their eyes filled with anger and hatred.
"Why …" A Demon Wolf spat out a mouthful of blood as he breathed his last. His eyes reflected the blazing sun in the sky, and he died with his eyes wide open.
Niu Shan held a Lakeshore in his hands as he ran towards a pile of Barbarian and Demon corpses. He then took out his axe and grumbled, "At least leave one for me!" He then chopped down two Demon Generals who were about to die.
Fang Yun nodded his head and praised, "Thank you for your hard work." He thought to himself, This is where the humans are better than the Barbarians. In the face of such effective teamwork, the Barbarians and Demons would crumble if there were any problems. Furthermore, their leader had escaped.
After everyone had finished cleaning up the battlefield, they discovered that most of the Lakeshore had been destroyed by the War Scrolls. Everything inside had been destroyed, and only two Lakeshore remained intact. This was much better than the battle that took place a few days ago. The battle that day was too intense, and the Lakeshore had been destroyed by external forces.
After some cleaning up, everyone continued on their way.
Fang Yun said to Li Fanming, "Have you all learned how to coordinate with War Scrolls?"
"Of course. Actual combat is a compulsory subject for High Scholars. In the Confucius Academy and Notre-Dame, it is only second to War Scrolls, War Scrolls, and Confucian Classics. Every year, the class and individual with the best combat skills will receive generous rewards. Take the Confucius Academy for example. Every year, the top High Scholar will be sent to the Notre-Dame to study for three years. As for Jinshi and Hanlin, they will not be tested. Instead, they will be sent to the Barbarian and Demon Battlefield to kill Barbarians. Whoever kills the most will be ranked first.
"When we leave the Holy Ground, I will need to learn how High Scholars and Jinshi battle." Fang Yundao said.
Li Fanming immediately handed Fang Yun a book that had been flipped through many times and said, "This is the teaching material of the Confucius Academy. Even though I have left the Confucius Academy for many years, I still read it carefully every year. It is suitable for you to read, so I will give it to you."
"Thank you." Fang Yundao said.
Fang Yun took the two teaching materials and said, "Let me skim through them first." After he finished speaking, he sat in his wheelchair and lowered his head to flip through the books. Niu Shan pushed him from behind.
The High Scholars nodded their heads lightly, thinking that it was no wonder that Fang Yun could achieve so much today. Even at a time like this, he did not forget to study.
Fang Yun was pleasantly surprised to find that. His reading speed was much faster than before. In the past, he had to read word by word to fully understand the meaning of the words. Only then could he form a book in the Wondrous Book World. But now, he could read ten lines at a glance, and the effect was exactly the same as before.
Not long after, Fang Yun finished flipping through a book.
Han Shoulv suddenly asked, "The Book of War Scrolls. On page 52, who wrote the third line?"
Fang Yun blinked his eyes. Without flipping through the book, he opened his mouth and said, "It was written by Sun Tzu. He said, 'Those who are good at using troops should avoid the sharp spirit of the enemy. Strike at the enemy's laziness. '"
Everyone was surprised. They were not surprised that Fang Yun had a photographic memory. After becoming a Grand Scholar, everyone had a photographic memory. Fang Yun's ability to read ten lines at a glance was something that not even the Hanlin Academy could do. At the very least, one would need to become a Grand Scholar to be able to do so.
Li Fanming asked curiously, "Then memorize page 14."
Fang Yun immediately memorized it. Not only did he memorize page 14, but he continued to memorize page after page. He did not rely on the Wondrous Book World. It was all because of the Literature Star Illumination that gave him such a strong ability.
After Fang Yun had memorized five pages, Xun Ye suddenly exclaimed, "Ai, only today do I know the difference between me and Fang Zhenguo."
Li Fanming laughed, "If you were born twenty years earlier … no. Even if I were born ten years earlier, I would still be proud to be your disciple. I would not be afraid to travel the world. "
Shi Tang suddenly said, "At most three years, you would be proud to be his disciple."
"Three years? You think too much. Fang … Shi would at most be a Hanlin Academy student in three years. Even if he became a Grand Scholar, he would barely be able to do so. He would at least be a Great Scholar for us to be proud. "
Han Shoulu suddenly said, "It might be difficult for Fang Yun to become a Great Scholar in three years, but it would be easy for him to enter the Great Scholar Hunting List. He might even be in the top twenty! "
"I don't believe it! Do you dare to bet on a flood dragon feast? "Li Fanming said.
Jia Jingan suddenly smiled and asked, "Master Fang, which side are you betting on?"
"I'm not betting," Fang Yun said unhappily. It seemed that these fellows still could not forget about the flood dragon feast.
Fang Yun knew that although these people were from prestigious families, they were still the younger generation. All the literary treasures in their hands belonged to their families. Even if their families gave them all kinds of spiritual herbs that were worth more than a million taels, if they really took out more than a hundred thousand taels of silver for a meal, their elders would definitely break their legs. It was not that the elders were unwilling to part with the money, but that they could not allow the younger generation to spend money recklessly.
"Three years waiting for a flood dragon feast is worth it! Those who believe that Master Fang will be in the top twenty of the Great Scholar Hunting List in three years, stand to the left of Master Fang, those who do not, stand to the right. "
Li Fanming immediately stood to the right, believing that Fang Yun would not be able to enter the Great Scholar Hunting List.
The other High Scholars hesitated. Fang Yun held his forehead and said, "Can you all be more serious? This is the Holy Ground, why are you all playing around? "
"That is the flood dragon feast, a feast worth a few hundred thousand taels of silver. Of course it's worth the bet! After the feast, I'll treat everyone to wine! "Li Fanming laughed.
Niu Shan and the other High Scholars did not understand the human language. They looked left and right and asked, "What's going on?"
Li Fanming explained the matter. Niu Shan immediately stood to the left and said, "The Moon Empress will definitely be able to do it!" The other High Scholars also stood to the left to support Fang Yun.
Very quickly, the High Scholars were divided into two camps. Ten of them stood to the left, believing that Fang Yun would be able to do it. Ten of them stood to the right, believing that Fang Yun would not be able to do it.
Xun Ye stood to the right, but after everyone stood in place, he said, "I've made the mistake of underestimating Fang Yun before. I won't make the same mistake again. I'll stand to the left!"
The High Scholars on the left nodded, feeling that Xun Ye had changed.
The big rabbit stood in the middle. Suddenly, it blinked and jumped to the left, believing that Fang Yun would be able to do it.
Li Fanming on the right was angry and said, "Whose rabbit are you? Come here! "
The big rabbit rolled its eyes at Li Fanming, then pursed its lips and called out softly, as if saying, "Only an idiot would stand with you."
"If you don't come here, don't even think about eating carrots in the future!" Li Fanming said.
The big rabbit immediately jumped over dejectedly, then stretched out its paw pitifully.
"Hmph." Li Fanming passed the carrots to the rabbit.
The rabbit held the carrots in its mouth and ran to the left. It looked at Li Fanming proudly as it chewed on the carrots.
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