The Ten Nations Grand Tournament was extremely time-consuming and the duration was never fixed. The longest "Journey of Ten Thousand Miles" was filled with obstacles and took ten days and nine nights. As a result, many people slept outside the academies for more than ten days. "
Due to the help of the wind created by the brush, Fang Yun's sailboat was terrifyingly fast. After Fang Yun reached the other side of the shore, he turned around to look, only to see that there was no sign of a boat.
Fang Yun got off the boat and looked in front to see that the road ahead was flat and there was nothing except for the reddish-brown land.
Afterwards, a voice sounded in the sky.
"Complement it with a poem and travel 100 kilometers at full speed."
Fang Yun's expression finally changed slightly, and he also understood the theme of the Journey of Ten Thousand Miles this time.
There were many questions that could be tested on the Journey of Ten Thousand Miles, but every grand tournament had a certain theme. The theme last year was "Coincidence", so there were zither songs and chess moves. The theme last year was "Difficulty", and there were all kinds of strange terrains, such as swamps and snow, the blood pool of the demons, the killing forest of the barbarians, the ice cave of the Ten Frigid Ancient Land, and so on.
The questions this time were similar to those in the past. Hence, Fang Yun guessed that the theme this time was "Speed". Hence, there were not many obstacles and the questions were relatively orthodox.
The voice in the literary world also spread throughout the Ten Nations, and everyone watching the competition in front of the huge screen heard the third question.
The scholars in Jingguo were almost secretly cursing in their hearts at the same time.
There were tens of thousands of students watching in the Jingguo Academy, and after hearing the question, they immediately got into an uproar.
"It's not fair! Fang Zhenguo is only a High Scholar, and the others are all Jinshi. How can a High Scholar's poem be compared to a Jinshi's poem? "
"Look at Fang Yun's expression on the screen, I'm really worried for him!"
"There is a huge difference between a High Scholar and a Jinshi. Even if Fang Yun's poem is extremely precious, it can't compare to a Jinshi's poem unless he can form a poetic soul! However, poetic soul is too rare! "
"Even if he has a poetic soul, the difference in talent is too great, even if he is a newly advanced Jinshi. His talent is also ten times that of a High Scholar. Even if Fang Yun's talent is ten times that of an ordinary High Scholar, he is only equivalent to a newly advanced Jinshi. "
"The advantage that Fang Yun built up in the beginning is completely gone."
The people of Jingguo who were watching the Ten Nations Grand Tournament cursed incessantly, almost pointing their fingers at the person who came up with the questions.
Fang Yun sighed in his heart. To a High Scholar like him, this was unfair. But to the entire competition, it was fair. Now that things had come to this, there was no point in complaining. He could only think of a way to resolve this.
Fang Yun was thinking about the Swift Travel Battle Poem. If he were to compose a new battle poem, he would need Gao Wenwei to compose the powerful ones. As for the other Fleeting Battle Poems, they were not as effective as the High Scholar Battle Poem "Night Attack".
"Battle robes with a golden belt, the horse's head rushes through Lintao. Sweeping up the banners, robbing the demon king's tent at night, slaughtering the barbarian soldiers, lacking a treasured saber. "
Fang Yun raised his brush and finished writing. This poem formed the original treasure light and the legendary treasure light. Following which, Fang Yun donned his golden armor and rode on his warhorse and galloped forward at an extremely fast speed.
If there were enemies in front of him, this battle poem would form a large crescent sword to kill them. However, there were no enemies in front of him. This poem was one of the rare Fleeting Battle Poems that focused on defense and killing the enemy. It could concentrate the power in one place.
The power of the Fleeting Battle Poem was strengthened. The golden armor that represented defense and the large crescent sword that represented killing the enemy quickly disappeared, and the warhorse that represented the Fleeting Battle Poem became more solid and powerful.
Many Jingguo people thought that Fang Yun's speed would be very slow. However, after taking a closer look, they were slightly relieved.
"As expected of Fang Zhenguo. Since this poem has two layers of treasure light, its power should be 50% of that of the High Scholar Fleeting Battle Poem, but in his hands, its speed is 70% of that of the High Scholar Fleeting Battle Poem. It's really magical. "
"In that case, we can rest assured. Fang Yun's speed is indeed not as fast as others, but he has put a huge distance between himself and the others. It would be difficult for others to catch up with him. "
"Yes. If it were a Notre-Dame High Scholar, he would probably be able to catch up with Fang Yun, but these High Scholars can only catch up to Fang Yun by a few kilometers. "
"The premise is that he still has enough talent. If he doesn't have enough talent and runs out halfway, then the possibility of Jingguo competing for the ninth place is very slim. "
Fang Yun rode the translucent warhorse forward quickly, and the warhorse's eyes were shining with starlight.
The power of the King of Stars increased the warhorse's speed by 40%.
Time passed slowly. After a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun's warhorse disappeared, and Fang Yun started to write a new poem, "Night Attack".
Because the light screen was divided into many parts, it didn't only show Fang Yun. Many people didn't think much of it, but the experienced scholars were inexplicably surprised.
"It's so strange! An ordinary High Scholar Battle Poem can last for about two hundred breaths, which is about a quarter of an hour. Even if he uses all the power of the poem on Fleeting Battle Poem, it can only last for about a quarter of an hour. But how can this poem last for a quarter of an hour? "
"It's amazing. If he is also a High Scholar, he can definitely get first place in the Imperial Scholar Competition with his eyes closed!"
"Look, the High Scholars of the big countries are approaching the storm area."
The sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind was howling, and huge waves were rolling. Dozens of boats of different sizes and shapes were sailing forward.
Unlike Fang Yun who chose a small boat, these High Scholars all chose a larger boat to avoid capsizing. This reduced their ability to control the boat to the minimum, and they could only use their writing skills to create strong winds to blow the sails forward.
Many people were talking with their tongues.
"Fortunately, we didn't use a small boat like Fang Yun. If we did, we would have been swept away by the wind and waves."
"That's right. A large boat is a bit cumbersome, and it's inconvenient for one person to control it, but it's better than capsizing."
"I wonder what the next question will be. I hope we have a chance to catch up to Fang Yun."
"Everyone from the Qi Kingdom, last year you had the Three Talents of the Qi Kingdom, so you won against our Confucius Academy. This year, your Three Talents went to Notre-Dame, so our Confucius Academy will fight for first place! "
"Hmph, that might not be the case!" A High Scholar from the Qi Kingdom snorted, but the rest of the Qi Kingdom didn't care.
Gyeongo's Xun Li said loudly, "Everyone, our Gyeongo was only seventh last year, and we won't fight for anything. However, are you, the top five nations, willing to let Fang Yun take first place in the competition? "
Someone from the Qi Kingdom suddenly sneered, "Since you know that Gyeongo is only seventh, just shut your mouth. You don't have the right to speak here!"
"Give? That's easy for you to say. Is the first place of the Imperial Scholar Competition something you can give up just because you want to? "
"Idiot, trying to sow discord at this time, do you think this is child's play?"
Laughter rang out everywhere. The people here were all elites from various countries. Whether it was their intelligence or their pride, they couldn't be led by the nose by Xun Li. Some people even thought that Xun Li was insulting their intelligence, so they were especially rude.
Xun Li was so angry that his face turned red. At the same time, he felt a little dejected. He realized that Fang Yun had already reached a certain level, and his miracles had won over the students of various countries. If it was in the past, no one would laugh at him in public because of Fang Yun's status as a branch family member of the Xun Clan.
Xun Li steered his sailboat as he looked ahead. No one knew what he was thinking.
Fang Yun kept using the Swift Battle Poem to move forward. A distance of two hundred li was enough to exhaust the talent of an ordinary High Scholar, but Fang Yun didn't have the heart to advance. He was only in the third stage of high school, and his talent was three times that of an ordinary High Scholar, so he could maintain it.
The soil was originally reddish-brown, but Fang Yun suddenly saw a pure black soil appear in front of him. He knew that he was about to complete the two-hundred-li test.
Fang Yun turned around and saw twelve white figures speeding towards him from afar. These twelve High Scholars were faster than Fang Yun.
Even the previous first place High Scholar, Yan Yukong, was left far behind by these High Scholars.
At this moment, the people watching the competition in Jingguo started to cheer for Fang Yun. However, the other countries were cheering for their own High Scholars.
The people behind him were getting closer and closer, but in the end, Fang Yun was still one step ahead of them. He reached the boundary between the reddish-brown soil and the black soil and was the first to complete the third question.
Fang Yun turned around and saw that the fastest person was also five kilometers away. He heaved a sigh of relief. If he was overtaken by the people behind, he wouldn't be able to get the ten points of the Journey of Ten Thousand Li regardless of how outstanding his performance was.
However, this meant that he was once again on the same starting line as the twelve most outstanding High Scholars of the Ten Nations. If the High Scholars had an absolute advantage in the fourth question, his chances of getting the ten points would be extremely slim.
While Fang Yun was thinking about it, a voice sounded in the sky.
"The first person to reach the black soil from the various academies can compose poems about the mountains and obtain the power to transform the void into reality, forming a real mountain in front of him. The disciples of the various academies have to climb and climb the ten mountains created by the other academies. They don't have to climb the mountains created by their own people. "
After hearing this, Fang Yun was both happy and worried. He was happy that the fourth question was still a test of poetry, which was beneficial to him. However, he was worried because he was a High Scholar and was not as talented as those High Scholars. This so-called illusory to corporeal was equivalent to using a Saint Page. This was because the Saint Page could not only strengthen battle poems, but it also had the power of illusory to corporeal.
Fang Yun took a deep breath and suppressed the frustration in his heart.
"This is obviously a rare 'resistance poem', but because it doesn't belong to battle poems, it can only be formed by using the Sacred Page's power to transform the void into reality. When it comes to resisting the enemy in the mountains, the first thing that comes to mind is naturally the poem 'The Difficult Path of Shu'. Once this poem is released, even the great Confucian scholars and the great demon kings will lose their ability to fly and will have no choice but to climb. However, I'm just a High Scholar with limited talent. If I dare to write 'The Difficult Path of Shu', I'm afraid my talent will be drained after just a few lines. If I don't write 'The Difficult Path of Shu', which famous poem should I write? "
"Du Fu's' Mountain Gazing '? No, Mount Tai is the head of the Five Great Mountains. Mount Tai in the Saint Origin World is favored by Kong Sheng and was sealed by Emperor Qin Shi Huang, making it the head of all the mountains. If I want to use Mount Tai to block the enemy, I must at least use Hanlin. "
"Bai Juyi's' Heavenly Pillar Peak 'is also a masterpiece, but it's too mystical. I have to be at least a High Scholar before I can use it to resist the enemy. I should find some simple poems that have a strong ability to resist the enemy. "
While Fang Yun was thinking, the High Scholars of each country arrived one after another.
Among the twelve High Scholars, there were no people from Jingguo, Shen, and Gu Academies. There were people from the other eight academies, and one of them was Xun Li.
Xun Li was a branch descendant of a secondary saint family. Although he was narrow-minded, his talent was not far from the top High Scholars of each country. He would be able to enter the Notre-Dame next year.
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