Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to see that it was the students of Gyeongo Academy.
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Fang Yun glanced at the ten of them. Apart from Yan Yukong, who was smiling like nothing had happened, five of the other nine people did not hide their hostility at all. Although the remaining four were not hostile, they did not look too good either.
Fang Yun's victory over Gyeongo was only a small blow, but later on, the Holy Pen Commentary and Heavenly Recitation shattered the courage of many Gyeongo scholars and became a scar in Gyeongo.
Hu Shang from Yue Nation smiled and said, "Isn't this Brother Xun Li? I thought you were already a student of Notre-Dame. Last year, Yue Nation was inferior to Gyeongo, but we also beat Gyeongo many times. What do you mean by boasting shamelessly? "
Xun Li said coldly, "Stop interrupting! I'm talking about Fang Yun! The Ten Nations Grand Tournament is not a competition of one person's strength, but the strength of ten people! Fang Yun, what are you so happy about? Not to mention that we still have six Jinshi scholars in Gyeongo, even if all ten of us leave and are replaced by others, we will still far surpass Jingguo! How can the strength of one person compare to that of the ten of us in Gyeongo!? Jingguo has no right to speak at the venue of the Ten Nations Grand Tournament! Just keep your mouth shut and admit defeat after the Ten Nations Grand Tournament! "
Fang Yun, however, looked around and said, "There is no green grass here. Where did the donkey's mouth come from?"
Everyone snickered. Xun Li had been scolding for a long time, but it was not as good as Fang Yun's.
When Fang Yun heard Hu Shang call out the person's name, he immediately knew who he was. Xun Li and Xun Long were known as the twin pillars of the Xun Family, and Xun Long was demoted to a Jinshi in Fang Yun's Wen Duel. In the end, he was punished by the Celestial Sect. Xun Li was also a Grand Scholar. He had been training in the Ten Frigid Ancient Land and didn't rush back. He didn't expect to come back now.
Fang Yun was well aware that according to the rules, the disciples of the main clans of the Holy Clans or those who had entered the Notre-Dame were not qualified to participate in the Ten Nations Grand Tournament. Xun Li happened to be in the transition phase of leaving Gyeongo Academy and preparing to go to the Notre-Dame. Hence, he was not supposed to participate in the Ten Nations Grand Tournament. This time, he suddenly gave up on entering the Notre-Dame and returned to Gyeongo Academy to avenge Xun Long.
Xun Li narrowed his eyes and quickly returned to normal, saying, "I won't argue with you. The heroes of the Ten Nations Grand Tournament were determined by their ranking! No matter what Fang Yun does, I, Gyeongo, will always suppress your Jingguo! I … "
Yan Yukong interrupted, "Brother Xun, don't be so sure about some things. If not for Fang Yun, everything would be fine in Jingguo. If there was Fang Yun, who knew what kind of tricks he would play. Even if you don't want your reputation, I still want it. "
Xun Li really wanted to retort that Yan Yukong was in cahoots with Fang Yun. However, he wasn't that stupid. Instead, he said, "Yukong, don't belittle yourself by praising others. Gyeongo has been ranked as a second-tier nation for many years and has never lost to Jingguo. Why can't I be confident? You and I should work together and do our best to let Gyeongo advance further! Only then can we get rid of all the negative rumors. "
Yan Yukong said, "I naturally have to do my best for Gyeongo, so I won't waste my energy on arguing with you."
Xun Li looked at Gyeongo's Jinshi. He realized that the others had strange expressions and were all reminding him not to argue with Fang Yun. Fang Yun could even suppress a state in a literary competition. If they were to really get into an argument, even ten of Xun Li wouldn't be enough.
Xun Li had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart. He glared at Fang Yun and said, "You're a frog at the bottom of a well. We'll see after the competition!"
Fang Yundao said, "Jingguo's national power is inferior to Gyeongo's, so we'll naturally lose in the Ten Nations Grand Tournament. Since you think I'm a frog at the bottom of a well, let's have a private duel. It's up to you whether it's a literary duel or a literary one. If it's a literary duel, you just don't argue with me. I agree too. "
Xun Li opened his mouth and almost agreed to a literary duel, but he remembered that he couldn't use a suggestion to stop Fang Yun from composing a poem in a single breath. Besides, he couldn't use a verbal duel. The only Jinshi who could defeat Fang Yun were probably the top few people in the world.
"I'm here to participate in the Ten Nations Grand Tournament, not to argue with you!" Xun Li turned around and left.
Fang Yundao said, "You're worse than a frog at the bottom of a well. Are you a toad in the gutter?"
Xun Li clenched his fists and said without looking back, "After the competition is over, I'll let you know which people are a bunch of toads!"
Yan Yukong nodded at Fang Yun and followed the others to the seats of the Gyeongo Academy.
Hu Shang said softly, "The Xun family is too domineering. I can't go overboard with my words. Please forgive me, Brother Fang."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "It's okay, you don't have to go overboard with your words, but you have to go overboard during the Ten Nations Grand Tournament! If you lose to the current Gyeongo, not to mention the people of Yue Nation, I won't be able to take it lying down either! "
"Thanks to Fang Zhenguo's auspicious words, we will definitely go all out today and suppress Gyeongo!"
A voice drifted over from Jia Nation's seats. "Friends of Yue Nation, be careful, don't be fooled by Fang Yun and count the money for him. The three of us are vying for the sixth, seventh, and eighth positions of the Ten Nations. Why do you have to say so much to Fang Yun? "
Qiao Juze immediately said to Fang Yun, "This person should be Lei Shisan from Jia Nation Academy. He's younger than Lei Jiu and hasn't become a Notre-Dame yet. He's not as good as Lei Jiu in literature, but he's better than Lei Jiu in other aspects."
Fang Yun didn't want to cause trouble at first, but when he heard the provocation from the Lei family, he asked with a smile, "Brother Lei, Lei Jiu has run away. Do you have the second half of the couplet of 'The willow pond is locked in smoke'?"
Some people couldn't help but laugh out loud. The first half of the couplet was nothing much, but what happened that day was too embarrassing for the Lei family. It was even published in the Wen Pao last month, and the sharp-tongued editor of the Wen Pao commented that the poem was a laughingstock. Since then, many enemies of the Lei family would mention the first half of the couplet whenever they met the Lei family.
There was no sound from the Jia Nation seats.
The people of Gu Nation and Shen Nation on both sides also seemed to want to say a few words, but they all shut up now because they finally understood that even the peers of the Lei family and the Xun family were suppressed by Fang Yun. Hence, provoking Fang Yun was tantamount to asking for humiliation.
After the people of Gyeongo left, Cui Wang chuckled softly and said, "Gyeongo is powerful and we definitely can't beat them. However, even if we lose, I'll be satisfied to see them flee in a sorry state. It feels good! "
Not long after, Chen Jing from the Chen family came over with his classmates from the Notre-Dame. He first thanked Fang Yun and then encouraged everyone to fight for the top nine before leaving when the competition was about to begin.
More and more people entered the venue, and there were even many great Confucian scholars watching the competition.
As soon as the time came, the Ten Nations Grand Tournament began.
After a short opening speech, the host of the tournament announced, "The first round of the Ten Nations Grand Tournament is about to begin. Like before, you will have to travel thousands of miles. However, it will depend on you how the ten of you will travel thousands of miles. Okay, please enter the literary world dedicated to the tournament. "
After the host finished speaking, a door appeared in the middle of the flat ground of the venue. The shape of the door was that of an ancient book.
At the same time, a huge screen of light appeared in the sky above the venue. The screen was divided into eleven images, each of which showed the images of the eleven students of the academy.
The crowd entered the door and arrived at a desolate yellow plain where 110 people stood in a row.
A voice sounded in mid-air.
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