Sheng State's Magistrate, who was hosting the Literary Battle, did not seem to hear the discussion. He said without changing his expression, "The fourth Literary Battle will continue!"
"Xun Long greets Fang Zhenguo." The fourth High Scholar appeared.
"You're welcome. Please propose a ban, "Fang Yundao said.
"Only High Scholar battle poems are allowed," Xun Long said.
Fang Yun said casually, "Only self battle poems are allowed."
"No objections."
"No objections." Fang Yun did not need to think too much. The next few High Scholars would definitely force him to use High Scholar battle poems to exhaust his talent and literary heart. This would create an opportunity for the final High Scholar.
The Holy Temple lowered its light barrier and the two began their Literary Battle.
Fang Yun was still an armchair strategist. His opponent was still full of eloquence.
Fang Yun repeated the poem "Stormy Dream Battle". The moment he finished writing "Iron horses and ice rivers enter my dream", Xun Long immediately stopped his eloquence.
"I admit defeat," Xun Long said loudly.
Fang Yun did not expect the fourth High Scholar to admit defeat so easily.
"Thank you for letting me win," Fang Yundao said.
The fifth Battle began.
It was almost the same as the fourth Battle. When Fang Yun finished his poem, his opponent immediately admitted defeat.
There was a slight commotion in the Gyeongo crowd, but it quickly calmed down.
The sixth Battle was the same as the previous one. When Fang Yun finished his poem, the Xun family admitted defeat.
The dissatisfaction in the crowd grew louder.
In the seventh Battle, when the Xun family's High Scholar admitted defeat, the Gyeongo crowd booed and did not stop for a long time.
The seventh High Scholar was thin-skinned. He quickly left in shame. His face was as red as a monkey's butt.
The dissatisfaction of the Gyeongo scholars finally erupted.
A Gyeongo High Scholar shouted, "Everyone from the Xun family, regardless of victory or defeat, you are all Gyeongo citizens. You are all citizens of Xi State! We will support you no matter what, but we would rather see you lose. We would rather see you not even dare to fight! Where is the integrity of a scholar! "
"This is not the Xun family in our hearts! Let Xun Tianling come out! Ask Old Master Xun to come out! Let the two of them see what a Xun Family disciple has become! "
"A civil battle should be about strategy, but don't tell me you don't need a backbone?"
"If the Xun family doesn't want to fight, can you invite me? If I admit defeat, I will at least wait until the ice spear is an inch away from my throat! "
Sheng Prefecture Overseer's expression sank, and he angrily shouted, "Don't make a racket!" A loud voice like a bell appeared, suppressing everyone's voices.
"The eighth match, Xun Zong!"
When Xun Zong's name was mentioned, many scholars voiced their doubts.
A High Scholar in his fifties slowly walked towards Fang Yun. This man had a head full of white hair. Although he was small and skinny, his body was still considered healthy.
Zong Wude couldn't help but ask, "Fourth Brother Xun, I know you're from a side branch of the Xun family, but aren't you from Yongzhou? How did you become from Xi State?"
Xun Zong stroked his mustache and smiled. "Today, I've already become a citizen of the Sunset State. I'm no longer a citizen of the Yongzhou State."
The crowd was silent. A few Gyeongo members could not hide the disappointment in their eyes.
A Gyeongo High Scholar said angrily, "No matter what Fang Yun does, he still has to fight in a formal manner. He's an enemy of a state, but he's an enemy of a state! The Xun family, on the other hand, is so despicable! "
"It's just a fit of pique. Only the Xun family is allowed to fight. To even use such methods, it's disgusting! "
Some of the Xun family members had ugly expressions. Many people disagreed. However, there was no other way. Although there were many candidates, none of them had the slightest chance of defeating Fang Yun. Only Xun Zong had a higher chance.
Fang Yun found Xun Zong's name familiar, but he couldn't recall it immediately. However, when he heard Zong Wude call him Fourth Brother, he recalled this person.
Everyone in Jingguo and Gyeongo knew this person's name. This person liked to hang around in brothels and had left behind many good stories. However, he also had a bad reputation. This person liked to take in concubines, but he was famous for being fond of the new and despising the old. Every year, he would chase some concubines out of his home, forcing some of them to commit suicide. Even though he was over 50 years old, he was still a playboy, just not as good as he was in the past.
"Is this old man Xun Zong, Xun Sixiu of Yongzhou?" Fang Yun asked.
"Yes, Xun Sixiu, but he's not from Yongzhou. He's from Xi State." Xun Zong looked at Fang Yun with a smile.
"That's right. He's a playboy, chess, calligraphy, and painting master who has reached the second level. He wrote thousands of brothel poems and is known as the number one playboy in Yongzhou. I've heard a lot about you, "Fang Yundao said.
Xun Zong said, "Not to mention the Four Talents, even the Ten Talents can't compare to you, the First Talent. A battle of words is better than a poem. If you're a responsible and courageous scholar, why don't you choose a playboy, chess, calligraphy, and painting master for a battle of words? I heard that your zither skills and calligraphy are good. I'll let you choose. How about it? "
Fang Yundao said, "My zither skills and calligraphy have just reached the first level. Mr. Sixiu is a master of a state. Isn't it a bit too much to ask me to compete with you?"
"Why? You don't dare? This isn't like Fang Zhenguo. How about this? Let's have a zither battle. I won't bully you. I'll only suppress my zither skills to the first level. As long as you can damage the corner of my clothes, you win. If I can't defeat you within a hundred breaths, it'll be my loss. How about that? "Xun Zong said with a smile.
Fang Yun didn't expect this person to be even worse than the rumors said. Playing a battle song consumed a lot of talent and energy. If he played the "General's Order", he definitely wouldn't be able to last a hundred breaths. The Xun family's calculations were very good. It would be best if Xun Zong could win. If he lost, it would exhaust his talent to the greatest extent.
"Is it because I showed mercy and saved Xun Gang that your Xun family thinks that I, Fang Yun, am easy to bully?" Fang Yun said slowly.
The whole place was silent. The Xun family was embarrassed and angry.
Xun Zong still had a smile on his face and said, "What you said is really unpleasant. You're bullying my Gyeongo's Xi Province. How would I dare to bully you? The four arts of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting were chosen by the saints. Kong Sheng was a zither master. It's normal to have a zither battle. There's also a precedent. I remember that three years ago, in the literary battle between Wu Guo and Qi Guo, there was a zither battle and a painting battle. What's wrong? Are you scared? If you're scared today, don't blame me if your zither skills don't improve in the future. "
Fang Yun suddenly smiled coldly and said, "I respected you as a senior and gave you a chance. Who would've thought that you would take an inch and want a mile? You're trying to destroy my zither skills. It's not that we can't compete in zither battle songs, but I'm not familiar with my new battle song. I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill you! "
Xun Zong laughed loudly and said, "How dare you say such words in front of me, Xun Sixiu. Crazy Monarch Fang Yun! I, Xun Zong, didn't get my title as one of the Four Talents from a brothel. I got it through zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting battles! You're just a first level zither player and you want to kill me by mistake? That's the biggest joke in the world! "
"I don't know if it's funny or not, but there's one thing you need to understand. Those who harm me, Fang Yun, will definitely suffer retribution!"
"Oh? Then let me see what kind of retribution I'll get! I hereby declare. If I die at the hands of Fang Yun during the battle, it's entirely my own fault. It's not Fang Yun's fault. My friends and family can't make things difficult for Fang Yun. Alright, now do you dare to fight me? "Xun Zong was still full of smiles.
"Since Mister Fourth Talent is like this, then I, as the First Talent, will fight you on the zither. As you wish." Fang Yun's tone carried a faint chill.
"Thank you, Fang Zhenguo, for granting me the Literary Name. After today, I'll definitely be famous for stopping you in the eighth battle!" Xun Zong said with a smile.
Fang Yun wasn't affected by Xun Zong's provocation in the slightest. He said, "You propose a ban first."
"For this battle, only ordinary scholars are allowed to use their zithers." Xun Zong's smile grew wider.
Fang Yun's expression didn't change. It was as if he didn't know that Xun Zong was targeting his Thunder Shaking Guts Zither. He said, "Then I propose a ban. You can use spiritual items."
"Hahaha, I knew you wanted to use the Fog Butterfly, but the newly born Fog Butterfly's power is equivalent to nothing." Xun Zong raised his chin, as if he was the top scholar chosen by Half-saint.
"I don't have a scholar's zither. Brother Shi Tang, do you have a suitable one?" Fang Yun asked.
"Yes." Shi Tang said. He took out a scholar's zither and a zither frame from a seashell and placed it in front of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun asked for a chair from the Gyeongo Bailiffs. Then he tested the zither. Not long after, he said, "I'm ready."
Xun Zong was also ready.
After the Holy Temple's light barrier fell, the two held the zither strings.
Their fingers rested on the zither strings. They didn't play. After a few breaths, Fang Yun's fingers moved slightly, and Xun Zong played the scholar's zither at almost the same time.
Fang Yun's ears moved slightly. He could tell that Xun Zong was playing Zither Saint Bo Ya's famous "Flowing Water". This was an extremely powerful war song. It was said that when Half-saint played this song, he could summon the water of a thousand seas. Millions of miles of water.
A wave of water appeared in front of Xun Zong's zither, slowly pushing towards Fang Yun and growing bigger. Once he finished playing, it would inevitably form a monstrous wave.
Shi Tang looked at Xun Zong's wave and said in surprise, "This person is indeed a great talent. A mere first level" Flowing Water "can be so condensed. The most terrifying thing is that this" Flowing Water "not only has the water intent, but also the mountain intent, making this" Flowing Water "heavy and several times more powerful than the ordinary" Flowing Water "! Fang Yun is in danger! "
"I didn't expect this person's character to be so bad, but his Zither Dao is so strong!"
"Eh? The zither intent Fang Yun is playing now seems to be different from the "General's Order" in the Holy Ground! "
At this moment, Fang Yun's hands were dancing on the scholar's zither. His eyes were tightly closed, and a strong killing intent was brewing in his heart.
That day in front of the Demon Ancestor's Gate in the Holy Ground, Fang Yun played the "General's Order" twice. The first time, he summoned the musical soldier, and the second time, he summoned a Black Fog General.
This time, Fang Yun directly summoned the Black Fog General with the killing intent in his heart.
"I'm coming!" A loud shout was heard.
Last time, the Black Fog General rode a tall horse and held a blood-red spear.
This time, the blood-red spear was still there, but the horse was replaced by a starlight chariot, which was pulled by two extremely strong silver horses.
There were two battle flags on the chariot, and strange totems were drawn on the flags.
There was only one chariot, but it was like an emperor had personally arrived to inspect a thousand troops. A single chariot was followed by a thousand troops.
Fang Yun's eyes were still closed. As he played, he said, "General, please help me."
Then, everyone present saw a strange scene. The starlight chariot turned into a silver light and swept past at a speed that was hard to capture with the human eye. In the blink of an eye, it broke through Xun Zong's waves and swept past him, then stopped 30 feet behind him.
"No one is a match for him!" The Black Fog General sighed and disappeared along with the starlight chariot.
The scholar's zither in front of Xun Zong turned into dust, and Xun Zong stared ahead with wide eyes.
"How can this be!"
Xun Zong's head tilted, and his huge head rolled down. The wound on his neck was sealed by a strange power, and not a single drop of blood seeped out.
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