Fang Yun froze for a moment. Thinking of his own achievements in the Notre-Dame, he felt helpless.
This was because his battle merits weren't just on the surface. There were also hidden battle merits.
Actually, all the saints had their own hidden achievements that they could not reveal to their grandfather. For example, Zong Moju had been subduing the three barbarians of one region all these years to hide his achievements. Only when he announced it himself did he reveal it.
Normally, non-military Half-saint would rarely compete in battle achievements, because the battle achievements came from the military schools.
Military scholars fought all year round and often had conflicts, not only with neighboring countries, but also with their own country's generals. Therefore, it was normal for them to compete in battle achievements.
Later on, there was a competition between Half-Saints of the Military School. After that, there was a precedent for Half-Saints to compete in military exploits.
"I'm not afraid of competing in battle achievements, but … our battle achievements are about the same. It's hard to tell who's better." Fang Yun used a very tactful way to prevent Zong Moju from doing so.
Zong Moju smiled and said, "Bensei also has some hidden achievements. After all, Bensei's clones have been training in the demon world and various ancient lands for many years. There are also some famous human clones that are Bensei's clones. Their achievements also belong to Bensei."
"Alright." Fang Yun nodded helplessly. It seemed that Zong Moju still did not want to admit defeat. After all, Zong Moju's Soul Splitting Technique was above all the Half-saint's, and he had at least eight hundred clones. He must have accumulated a lot of battle achievements. Adding the three barbarians of one region, he was far more than any other Half-saint. He was very confident in his battle achievements.
Zong Moju said, "Then you and I will wait for a while and let our clones compete in the Notre-Dame."
"Okay." Fang Yun's main body stood in the void.
In front of the Saint Palace, Fang Yun and Zong Moju's clones raised their heads at the same time.
Zong Moju glanced at everyone, and helplessness flashed across his face. He looked at Chen Qingzhi and said, "As the Eastern Sage, I can't do it personally. The Notre-Dame's battle achievements have always been supervised by the Four Sage Pavilion and the Battle Hall. I'll have to trouble Sage Chen to host the battle between me and Saint Fang. "
Chen Qingzhi nodded silently.
The group of Confucians sighed inwardly. They felt pity for Zong Moju and also a faint disappointment.
Usually, three rounds would determine the winner. Zong Moju had already lost two rounds in the Sage Will Debate and the Sage Literary Battle, so there was no need for him to continue. However, he still persisted. Clearly, he no longer cared about his reputation. He was clearly doing this for the sake of Gyeongo and the Zong Clan, so everyone sympathized with him.
However, on the other hand, even a Half-saint was unable to avoid such conventions. Everyone was inevitably disappointed. However, when they thought about how the Zong Sheng was a Half-saint of the School of Miscellany, it was understandable. The Divine Path of Miscellany was too broad, and there was a lack of refinement. It was normal for unexpected factors to affect it.
A talent light screen appeared in front of Chen Qingzhi, and he flipped through it continuously. After a while, his expression changed. He first looked at Fang Yun, then at Zong Moju, and finally at all the Saints. He said, "Bensei cannot see Fang Sheng's hidden battle merits."
"What?" Zong Mo Ju's incarnation was in disbelief.
As a Half-saint of the School of the Military, Chen Qingzhi was the direct leader of the Battle Hall. Some battle merits might not be seen by other Half-saints, but it was impossible for Chen Qingzhi to not see them.
The group of Confucians was also puzzled. Why were there battle merits that Half-saint could not see? Logically speaking, it should not exist. Could it be that only Quasi-saints or even Kong Saints could see them?
Kong Clan's Half-saint Kong Zhangxun's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head without saying a word.
"Why is that? Could it be that only Quasi-saints can see them? "Wang Jinglong asked.
The expressions of the School of Miscellany and Gyeongo Confucians changed. The Zong Sheng's Three Barbarians in One Region was a Quasi-saint's achievement. Although they did not know what kind of battle merits only Quasi-saints could see, at least it would not be much worse than Quasi-saints'.
Fang Yun's battle merits were already quite high. If there was a battle merit that only Quasi-saints could see, wouldn't it surpass the Zong Sheng's?
Everyone secretly looked at the Zong Sheng's incarnation. As expected, the incarnation's face was dark.
Chen Qingzhi said helplessly, "It's not only Quasi-saints who can see it. Bensei is the Military School's Half-saint. When there were no Quasi-saints in the human race, he was equivalent to a Quasi-saint and could already see the hidden battle merits only Quasi-saints could see. However … Fang Sheng's hidden battle merits can only be seen by Kong Sheng or all the saints through a resolution. "
Everyone was in an uproar.
The Confucians couldn't help but speak.
If only Kong Sheng could see the battle merits, then who had recorded them?
Everyone immediately remembered that Kong Sheng's will had always existed, and so had the wills of the saints. Furthermore, many scholars believed that Kong Sheng must have left his will in the Notre-Dame. Even the sacred ancestors of the various races had their wills, so it was impossible for Kong Sheng to not have done it.
In other words, this hidden battle merit was given by Kong Sheng's will?
"Then let's hold a sacred meeting. Does everyone agree?" Zong Moju finished speaking and looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun said helplessly, "As long as everyone agrees, I agree."
A glimmer flashed through the eyes of all the saints.
No matter who it was, they were all extremely curious about what the hidden battle merits were!
That was a battle merit that only Kong Sheng could see.
Kong Zhangxun suddenly said, "Since it has come to this, it's fine to announce it among the Half-saint. Old Man agrees. "
All the saints looked at Kong Zhangxun with a trace of envy. The Kong Family Head had always had special privileges.
The rest of the Confucians were also incomparably envious. Only the Wen Family Head glanced at Kong Zhangxun. Their eyes met as if it was just a coincidence.
"Old Man also agrees."
"Agreed …"
All the Half-saint agreed, and finally, Fang Yun also expressed his agreement.
After that, a screen appeared in front of all the Half-saint and they began to watch Fang Yun's hidden battle merits.
Fang Yun opened his own battle merits record and saw the hidden battle merits slowly appearing. He nodded slightly, it was as he had guessed.
However, other than Kong Zhangxun, all the other Half-saint were dumbfounded.
Zong Moju's eyes were wide open as if he had encountered the most bizarre thing in his life.
All the Confucians looked at the saints as if a hundred claws were scratching their hearts. They knew that it was an extremely important secret, and it was happening right in front of them, but they could not see or hear it. This was too torturous.
What was it?
Other than the Wen Family Head who had a calm expression, all the other Confucians were about to go crazy.
Especially Zhang Poyue.
Some of the Confucians who were on good terms with Zhang Poyue kept winking at him, and some even secretly sent him letters.
These Confucians' thoughts were simple, they wanted Zhang Poyue to ask.
Zhang Poyue kept rolling his eyes. He was a troublemaker, not an immortal. At this time, even if he really asked, the Half-saint would not answer. He might even be punished. With Wang Jinglong's temper, kicking him out of the Inverted Peak Mountain would be a light punishment.
All the saint clones stared blankly at the screen in front of them, not moving at all.
Soon, some of the Confucians realized that the Zong Saint's main body on the screen had disappeared. Following that, Fang Yun's main body also disappeared from the starry sky.
The Confucians felt that they were in the underworld, suffering the pain of being fried in a pot of oil. Even so, they could not see any hope.
At this moment, every Confucian's desire to be bestowed as a saint was extremely urgent!
They could not see it, but the saints could see it clearly.
Fang Yun had two hidden merits.
One was that Fang Yun obtained the Tortoise Book in ancient times, and gave it to King Wen of Zhou to help him become a saint. He helped the human race defeat the barbarian and demon controlled Shang Dynasty.
The other was that Fang Yun obtained the Qilin in ancient times, and gave it to Confucius to help him become a saint, suppressing the demon world.
Zong Moju looked at the two merits and almost suffocated.
What kind of merit was this!
It was not an exaggeration to say that Fang Yun had opened up a new era for the human race!
If this merit was real, Fang Yun was not only the leader of a renaissance, but also the leader of a new frontier!
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