Tens of thousands of ink swords danced in the air before finally landing on the third piece of paper. …
This piece of paper had already been dyed red by Wei Yu's blood.
The ink swords reverted back to Liu Gongquan's masterpiece 《Divine Will Army Stele》, while the entire piece of paper transformed into a calligraphy stele that slowly rose up.
This green stele faintly revealed the color of blood.
The 《Divine Will Army Stele》 on the stele returned after drinking blood, each word like a sword.
Wei Yu, who was lying in a pool of blood, struggled to open his eyes. Looking at the stele, he smiled sadly. "Ink sword blood stele, no injustice, no injustice at all …" After saying that, he fainted.
Fang Yun slowly walked towards the end of the lecture hall and disappeared.
Qiao Juze forgot about Wei Yu who was lying on the ground, forgot about Fang Yun who had left, and also didn't care about You Nian who had just entered the Ink Sword Pavilion. He raised his head and carefully looked at the 《Divine Will Army Stele》 while commenting in a low voice.
"This' nation 'character is square and strong, showing the majesty and stability of the nation. Especially the process of writing, it's like a river protecting the nation spreading out, simply like a spring breeze!"
"If this character was too square and strong, I would suspect that this character wasn't created by him. However, this majestic character has strength and charm, the balance between hard and thin, strict and elegant. It's very likely that he created it after comprehending the Dao."
"Not only are the characters new, the content of this stele is also quite impressive. If the legend is true, this stele might be able to make a contribution in the future."
"Together with the sentence 'the composition is passed down through time, the brush is not easy to use', the more I look at it, the more meaningful it seems. This will definitely be able to enter the 《Literary Path》, and I'm afraid many scholars will start learning this style. If this style spreads to a certain extent and Fang Yun uses it to write war poems, there will definitely be a phenomenon. "
You Nian quickly rushed over and said, "Brother Qiao, what are you talking about? These three new steles were written by Fang Yun? How did Wei Yu become like this? Could it be … Fang Yun's words turned into ink swords? Oh my god! Why didn't I come in first? Brother Qiao, please tell me what happened! "
"Go go go, don't disturb me while I'm appreciating the stele!" Qiao Juze, this gentleman, became extremely impatient and waved his sleeve. He slowly walked towards the writing desk.
You Nian shook his head helplessly and said, "I never expected that I was still a step too slow. Since Fang Yun had already entered the seventh pavilion, he couldn't see it anymore. Just wait for his final news. The third monument in the sixth pavilion would definitely be ten points. If that was the case, then his first six chips would definitely be full! Yan Yukong, the tenth student of the Ling Yan Pavilion, even if he passed the seventh pavilion, he would only get sixty-two chips! As long as Fang Yun can obtain three points, he can surpass Yan Yukong! "
Qiao Juze said slowly, "Fang Yun's opponent is not the immature Yan Yukong. Instead, they are the Saints, the leaders of the Hundred Schools, and the unknown. "
"I would like to know how the Lei family will handle this matter!" After the Grand Scholar finished speaking, Wei Yu disappeared from the Black Sword Pavilion.
Inside Jingguo Academy, tens of thousands of students surrounded the Pavilion of Ascending Mist, raising their heads in anticipation. They urgently wanted to know the results of the Pavilion of Ascending Mist this time, and even more wanted to know about the struggle between Fang Yun and Wei Yu.
Lei Yuanting, the descendant of the Lei family in Jingguo, watched from afar with a gloomy expression.
Ever since he came to Jingguo, he had always been surrounded by people. However, after he was punished by the Minister for a slip of the tongue, all the students in Jingguo stayed away from him. Even the students from other countries who came to Jingguo to study had left. Only a few students who relied on the Lei family still stood by his side.
These students all lowered their heads, not daring to look at their classmates.
Not long ago, the members of the Kang and Liu Fengshe, who had failed at the Bouncing Pavilion, appeared one after another. Lei Yuanting saw the young duke being carried out with his own eyes.
He was the key person in the Ascending Dragon Stone bet. Lei Yuanting had always been relatively calm, but now he was losing his cool.
Suddenly, a light flashed in the Ling Yan Pavilion. A person covered in blood appeared on the ground.
"Wei Yu!" Lei Yuanting strode toward his wife's brother, but he stopped abruptly after a few steps. He looked at the wounds on Wei Yu's body in disbelief.
"This … You have already entered the Ink Sword Pavilion. Only the Ink Sword Transformation can hurt you like this! Who, who did this! Who dares to hurt a member of the Lei family like this! Is it Qiao Juze or You Nian? Come out! Come out! "
Lei Yuanting said as he ran in front of Wei Yu and bent down to pick him up. However, the moment his hand touched Wei Yu's arm, a dozen translucent ink swords suddenly flew out of Wei Yu's wounds and swept past Lei Yuanting's fingers.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk …" A few soft sounds were heard, and many of Lei Yuanting's fingers were cut off.
The people nearby immediately began to talk.
"It's the Ink Sword Transformation! To be able to bring this kind of power out of the Ling Yan Pavilion, it means that the owner of the ink sword has at least obtained a calligraphy monument. "
"That's too low. At least two monuments can leave the Ling Yan Pavilion with such a strong residual power."
"I really don't know what Wei Yu's opponent wrote. Carefully recall those ink swords just now. They were burning with fighting spirit and profound national prestige. They were not like ordinary people. If the power of these ink swords could leave the Ling Yan Pavilion, it would be enough to force Hanlin to flee in panic. "
"Could it be You Nian? He has quite the official's prestige. "
"What does his official's prestige count for? Speaking of official's prestige, the one who entered the Ling Yan Pavilion with the greatest prestige is the Imperial Cabinet Advisor Fang Yun. Everywhere he goes, those under the third rank will definitely welcome him respectfully. "
"But … Fang Yun can hurt Wei Yu like this?"
"Hasn't he done something inconceivable?"
"It should be said that if he can't do this, then it would be strange."
Many students laughed, completely ignoring Lei Yuanting.
Lei Yuanting cried out in pain. He lowered his head to look at his broken fingers and scolded his attendant, "Idiot, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and help me bandage my fingers!"
The attendant hurriedly ran out and tore off his own clothes to bandage Lei Yuanting's wounds. However, just as he was about to touch Lei Yuanting, he suddenly retracted his hand.
More than ten smaller and more transparent swords flew out from Lei Yuanting's wounds.
Lei Yuanting was shocked. He muttered to himself, "What a beast! Hiding swords in a wound is already enough to suppress the crowd. Now there are swords hidden within swords. This person's brush strokes are not only powerful, but also powerful! With such a powerful brush stroke, he must have already set up three monuments! This means that he can directly enter the seventh pavilion. Which genius is hiding in the Jingguo Academy? "
"Could it be Fang Yun?" A High Scholar whispered. He had already failed in the third pavilion.
"Impossible! He can't possibly have such a powerful brush stroke! " Lei Yuanting said. His eyes flashed with doubt. Everyone could see that he did not believe his words.
"Let's wait. Soon, someone will come out from the Ink Sword Pavilion."
After a while, You Nian appeared outside the Lingyan Pavilion. He complained, "That bastard Qiao Juze said that I disturbed his study of the inscriptions. He forced me to return three pieces of paper. This kind of heartless classmate deserves no monument!"
"Brother You!" A large group of people rushed over.
"Brother You, who is the person who turned his words into ink swords?"
"Is it Fang Zhenguo?"
You Nian coughed and looked around.
Everyone was silent.
You Nian nodded slightly and said, "You guessed right. Master Fang's words turned into ten thousand swords. If not for the Ink Sword Pavilion's injuries, Wei Yu would have died a hundred times. However, you have seen Wei Yu's injuries. Without two Flesh Incarnation Fruits, he is no different from dying. "
"Then … What happened?"
Lei Yuanting, who was at the side, did not care about his broken finger. He listened carefully.
You Nian said, "When I arrived, Wei Yu was already lying on the ground. When I was comparing words with Qiao Juze, I roughly understood what happened … "
You Nian slightly embellished Qiao Juze's words and told the story to everyone present in a way that was like spring thunder.
After he finished, many students were excited.
"Ink Sword Blood Monument. This is something that may not appear even once in a hundred years. It seems that not only are the words extraordinary, but the inscriptions also have a strong killing intent."
"After Fang Yun became a Jinshi, the power of the ink sword is not small. The power of the ink sword is ever-changing. If Fang Yun can understand its essence, the ink sword will evolve into the legendary realm. He will be invincible. "
"That sentence 'I said I would wait for you at the Ink Sword Pavilion, not to give you a chance to win, but to give you a chance to admit defeat' is really domineering! Other than Fang Yun and Shangshe Jinshi, not many people can say it, and not many people can do it. "
"Look at Lei Yuanting. The Lei family's Dragon Ascending Stone is going to be gone."
Everyone looked over and saw Lei Yuanting standing there with his official seal in his hand. He was sending a message.
Lei Yuanting ignored everyone's discussion and sent what he saw and heard back to the Lei family.
In the Lei family's meeting hall, Dragon Qi rippled. The skeleton of a Great Demon King Flood Dragon floated above the hall. It was as white as jade and ran through the entire hall.
Under the flood dragon skeleton, many stewards of the Lei family sat outside. The core members of the Lei family sat inside. The head of the Lei family, Grand Secretary Lei Yue, was in front of the Lei family's accounts and records. There were a total of twenty-two stacks, and each stack was one foot high.
Lei Yue's eyes swept across, and the paper on top of each stack immediately flew in all directions. Some flew back to the hands of the stewards, some to the core members, and some to him.
He glanced at them leisurely, and every time he glanced, the paper would inevitably fly.
The number of paper gradually decreased. Not long after, another twenty-two papers flew up. Halfway through, all the papers suddenly trembled, and then everything returned to normal.
Everyone's eyes moved, and then they lowered their heads as if nothing had happened.
Lei Yue raised his head and looked at the flood dragon skeleton above the main hall. Then, he looked at the blue sky outside the door.
Lei Yue looked no more than forty years old. He had three strands of beard and gentle eyes, like a modest gentleman.
"You can leave first," Lei Yue said softly.
His voice was very soft, but some of the new stewards were so scared that their hands trembled.
A piece of paper fell. Then, one of the new stewards' body stiffened. He held his breath and didn't dare to move.
Lei Yue smiled indifferently. The piece of paper suddenly flew up and back into the hands of the new steward.
"Little Leng, you're still the same as before. You can go now."
The new steward's face was red. He excitedly bowed three times to Lei Yue, and then walked out with firm steps.
When the stewards left the meeting hall, there were only fifteen people left.
"Wei Yu lost. Remember to tell the Dragons that the Lei family will give the Dragon Ascension Stone to Fang Yun when the Dragon Ascension Stage opens."
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