Fang Yun could not help but think of the Records of the Grand Historian. There was a sentence in the Book of the Heavenly Official: The stars of Zhen Nan faced the Heavenly Storehouse; there were five chariots in the storehouse.
The five chariots in the history books referred to the five chariots of the White Tiger's Seven Mansions. In the legends, these five stars represented the chariots of the five ancient emperors.
When the White Tiger's Seven Mansions attacked, the descent of any of the five chariots of the stars was extraordinary.
Fang Yun wanted to know the source of the star power and checked his talent Qi. The Black Fog General had only appeared for three breaths of time, so it had used up very little talent Qi.
"There's no need to use the fog butterfly to deal with a High Scholar." Fang Yun glanced at Xun Zong's corpse before looking at the Xun family members.
"Next."
Fang Yun's words were very simple, but it sent chills down the Xun family members' spines. Who would dare to face a headless Xun Zong?
A few Xun family members hurriedly came to collect Xun Zong's corpse. The Xun family doctor was among them. When he passed by Fang Yun, he muttered, "It's useless even if the Medical Scholar comes."
Sheng State Magistrate walked over with a gloomy face and said, "Fang Yun, you are too vicious! It's just a Wen Duel, yet you are so heavy-handed. "
Fang Yun looked at Sheng State Magistrate and did not say a word.
At this moment, Mo Shan suddenly took out a sound-recording conch and used the power of Spring Thunder Tongue to broadcast the conversation between Fang Yun and Xun Zong to the entire city. It let everyone know that Fang Yun did not want to play the Wen Duel and that he had even warned him before the Wen Duel. However, not only did Xun Zong not listen, he even thought that he could defeat Fang Yun.
Fang Yun stood there quietly, not daring to say a word.
Sheng State Magistrate took a deep breath, his chest heaving up and down. Finally, he said, "The ninth match, begin!"
Fang Yun immediately looked at the young man who was walking over.
Fang Yun knew that this person was definitely out of the ordinary. He might even be a genius that the Xun family had focused on nurturing, so he observed carefully.
This person had something in common with the High Scholar. He was tall and his skin was fair due to the lack of sunlight. There were many scars on his body, and it seemed that he was also someone from the Ten Cold Ancient land.
This person's expression was a little simple and honest. However, his eyes were full of spirituality, as if all the starlight in the sky had gathered in his eyes.
"Xun Zhixing greets Fang Zhenguo." After saying that, Xun Zhixing bowed respectfully.
Fang Yun returned the greeting.
Although Xun Zhixing had a simple and honest appearance, there was no trace of a smile on his face. He looked at Fang Yun blankly and said, "My poetry is not as good as yours, and my literary courage is not as good as yours, but my talent is stronger than most people. I will compete with you in terms of talent. "
"Then let's compete in talent," Fang Yundao said.
"I've lived in the Ten Cold Ancient Land for many years, and I like the wind the most. That's why I'll use my Talent Qi to attack you. Please guide me." Xun Zhixing cupped his fists again.
"You're welcome. Xun represents wind and belongs to the wood element. Metal restrains wood, so I will use talent to transform into a sword to counter it. " Fang Yun realized that among all the people from the Xun family who had fought with him, only this person was different. He did not know if it was because this person looked simple and honest. Or was this person really not hostile?
"Please."
"Please."
Then, the Divine Temple's light shrouded the two of them.
Talent Qi was formless and could not be directly transformed into power like literary courage, but with the help of the Divine Temple. With the help of the Divine Temple, talent Qi could be directly transformed into power. It could be used to attack or form talent Qi. Apart from that, talent Qi could only be used by converting the elemental energy of heaven and earth into battle poetry.
Talent Qi did not need a brush or ink in a literary battle. The two of them stood empty-handed and were fifty feet apart. Xun Zhixing blinked, and his eyes became brighter. Then, an inch of talent Qi surged out of his body. With the help of the Divine Temple's power, it turned into a green tornado.
An ordinary High Scholar would only be able to conjure up a tornado that was about four to five storeys tall. However, Xun Zhixing's tornado was actually more than twenty storeys tall. It was also incomparably thick, and exuded an aura of the king of winds, as though it was capable of destroying the heavens and earth.
"Talent Qi is like water!" Many people cried out.
"My Gyeongo is saved! As expected of the Xun family's genius, as expected of the finale of the ninth round! I can say in advance that Fang Yun has lost in the literary battle. "
"As expected of a genius from the Ten Frigid Ancient Lands. He must have had a fortuitous encounter in the Ten Frigid Ancient Lands for his talent Qi to be so strong. Even many Grand Scholars only have talent Qi like mist, but he has talent Qi like water when he is a High Scholar. When he becomes a Grand Scholar, he will definitely shock everyone. "
Li Fanming did not like Gyeongo looking as if they were about to win. He said, "Fang Yun's literary courage is so strong, so he might have talent Qi like water."
"Fang Yun's talent Qi sword has appeared. Its aura is not bad, but it seems to be on par with Xun Zhixing's."
Li Fanming hurriedly looked over.
He saw a three-foot-long green sword floating in front of Fang Yun. The sword's body was bright and the sword's light was like the moon. The blade was so sharp that it seemed to be able to cut through everything.
Fang Yun did not pay attention to his own sword. Instead, he looked at Xun Zhixing's talent Qi tornado in surprise. He felt a strange power contained in it, and it was very strong.
If he had two more months to fully digest the Holy Ground and the Literature Star Illumination, Fang Yun was confident that he would be able to defeat Xun Zhixing's talent Qi tornado. However, he had just left the Holy Ground and had not fully digested the power. He could not be compared to this genius who had been refining his talent Qi for at least ten years.
Fang Yun's mind flashed with the image of the Ancient Demon's inheritance. He said, "Brother Xun, have you seen a blue diamond with many star-like spots in it?"
Xun Zhixing looked curious. He said, "When I was young, I picked up a beautiful stone like the one you mentioned. I liked it very much and wore it to sleep. Then … my master warned me not to tell anyone."
Fang Yun smiled. "It's okay. Not many people in this world know what it is. However, I congratulate Brother Xun for obtaining this item. You can look forward to becoming a Half-saint. You are only a High Scholar now and cannot use its power. As your scholar rank increases, this item will give you more power. "
"Even if you say that, I still want to defeat you." Xun Zhixing's tone was firm, but the tornado that swept towards Fang Yun slowed down slightly.
Fang Yun shook his head. He said, "I can defeat you in the future. However, today, we will at most be tied. I have a higher chance of losing. Your … item is too mysterious. "
Xun Zhixing's eyes flashed with guilt. He said, "I'm sorry. I used an external item to defeat you."
Fang Yun said calmly, "It was originally an external item, but it has become one with you and has become a part of your power. It is no longer an external item. This is one of the reasons why the human race has not fallen. If I lose, I will accept it wholeheartedly. Please take my last sword. "
The people of Gyeongo were overjoyed and cheered. It seemed that Xun Zhixing was going to win and Fang Yun was going to lose in the Literary Battle.
However, many of the people of Gyeongo were overjoyed and put aside the differences between their countries and praised Fang Yun.
A Gyeongo High Scholar said, "Look at Fang Yun. He was clearly going to lose, but he did not lose in anger nor did he surrender without a fight. Not to mention other things, just the way he calmly accepted his defeat is enough to suppress the people of the Xun family. In the future, if anyone says that Fang Yun is the best in the Literary Battle, I will accept it wholeheartedly, just like Fang Yun. "
"This Xun Zhixing's talent may be the best among the High Scholars, but in terms of talent and courage, he is far inferior to Fang Yun. Fang Yun may lose but it is a glorious defeat."
"Indeed, it is a glorious defeat."
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