Most of the people watching the screen no longer stared at the specific questions because there were too many questions and Fang Yun answered them too quickly. Only those who were Grand Scholars or above had the ability to keep staring at so many people's test papers to ensure that they could see clearly.
After Fang Yun finished answering question 161 on the right, there were gasps everywhere in the Ten Nations.
No one commented. Those who couldn't see didn't need to understand, and those who could see had no words to describe what they saw.
Even the Grand Scholar was shocked by Fang Yun's answers. This question was extremely simple in the eyes of the Grand Scholar, but he had to think for at least five breaths. If he was like Fang Yun, he would have to be at least a great scholar.
The people with the highest positions in the literary world fell into deep thought.
Gyeongo, Xun Family.
"Xun Li is in danger."
Jia Nation, Lei family.
"After ascending the Dragon Platform, if you can't resolve your feud with Fang Yun, I will personally apologize to Fang Yundao!" The voice of the Lei family master echoed above the Lei family.
Lei Jiu's eyes were like lightning. In front of him, he was sharpening an ancient white sword with blood streaks. The object he was sharpening the sword with was the dragon horn of a great demon king flood dragon, which was a foot tall.
"I'm not as good as you in literature. After ascending the Dragon Platform, I'll slay the world with my sword!"
Wu Guo, Meng County.
In the old residence of the Meng Family, a sickly Grand Scholar sat on a chair in the courtyard. He squinted and looked forward weakly with dull eyes.
"I lost in the Holy Ground. The result will be clear on the Dragon Platform. Cough, cough, cough … "The young Grand Scholar covered his mouth and looked up, only to see pure black blood spreading in his palm like a living thing, slowly seeping into his skin.
In the Notre-Dame.
Four screens were set up, and there were a large number of Notre-Dame people watching from all directions.
A burly Grand Scholar with a full beard suddenly stood up. A Houtian Eight Trigrams light of King Wen appeared in each of his eyes and quickly disappeared. He turned to leave and said as he walked, "The outcome has been decided. Fang Yun, I'll wait for you on the Dragon Platform. I'd like to see how powerful you are as a Grand Scholar. My Double Star Position is still stronger! "
The people of the Notre-Dame nearby were puzzled. Fang Yun was clearly a High Scholar before the Emperor. How could this genius Ji Shou-woo of the King of Wen's clan say that Fang Yun was a High Scholar before the Emperor?
In the Desolate City Ancient Land.
Two hundred miles outside Pagoda City, three thousand human soldiers were engaged in a fierce battle with five thousand barbarian soldiers. However, the most eye-catching person on the battlefield was not the majestic Hu Barbarian Marquis, nor was it the Hu Barbarian Marquis whose eyes were shining with a cunning light. Instead, it was a young man among the three thousand human soldiers.
The young man was sitting on a Marquis' carriage. He held a scroll in his left hand and a book on the art of war in his right hand. He did not make a sound, but he was able to command the entire team like it was his own arm.
Clearly, only at least the Hanlin Academy knew the military's wondrous book, yet it appeared here.
The young man was wearing a white gown with the word "Benevolence" embroidered on his chest and the word "Bing" embroidered on his back.
"Ah …" Sun Renbing yawned and smiled as he looked at the battle in front of him.
"Training is over. Retreat!"
The five thousand barbarian soldiers did not chase after them. Instead, they sped up and fled as if they had been pardoned.
In the City Shocking Peak of the Desolate Demon Mountain.
A rebellious scholar wearing a blood-red gown scooped up a little white monkey's brain with a white jade spoon and chewed it slowly with his eyes closed. The bloody monkey demon placed its head on the table and trembled slightly. Even though it was about to die, it did not dare to make a sound.
"The old fellows of the human race can seal the Desolate Demon Mountain, but they can't seal the Dragon Stage. I am already a rebellious. It is difficult for me to advance in my literary position. For me to become a great rebellious scholar, I will borrow your head, Fang Yun. "
In the extreme north of the Saint Origin Continent. In the Ice Crack Lake in the Snow Barbarian Holy Land, everything was frozen from the surface to the bottom of the lake.
A white bear barbarian was waving its arms in the ice ten feet below. The ice that was harder than stone was like paper in front of it.
After a long time. Xiong Barbarian Shuai, who had the head of a bear and the body of a human, stopped and panted lightly.
"Just one drop of True Dragon Saint Blood and I can be reborn!"
The young geniuses of the Demon Realm, Ten Cold Ancient Land, Two World Mountain, Zhenyu Ocean and many other places began to prepare for the Dragon Stage.
Time passed slowly …
When Fang Yun finished answering the six hundred questions, someone in the competition venue suddenly shouted, "That's not right! Look, everyone has a yellowed paper behind them. Only Fang Yun doesn't have a single one! "
Everyone immediately looked carefully. The yellowed paper represented a wrong answer or an abandoned paper. Even a genius like Yan Yukong had a yellowed paper floating behind him. However, Fang Yun did not have a single one behind him.
A Gyeongo person prayed softly, "I hope they didn't see it. They didn't see it …"
Without waiting for this person to finish praying, Xun Li stopped writing and looked at the situation in the competition. He immediately realized that Fang Yun did not have a single yellowed paper behind him.
Xun Li was shocked. He looked carefully at the silver paper in front of Fang Yun. There were more than six hundred pages!
"Bastard!" A trace of panic flashed across Xun Li's eyes. He thought that he would first provoke Fang Yun and make Fang Yun talk nonsense in front of everyone. Then, he would defeat Fang Yun and make Jingguo enter eighth place. This would cause Fang Yun to lose his Literary Name in front of billions of people. His courage would definitely be shaken.
However, Fang Yun was so strong that he did not get a single question wrong! He did not give up a single question!
Xun Li looked behind the other Jingguo students. The yellowed paper was only slightly more than the students from Gyeongo and Jia Nation. This meant that the remaining students from Jingguo would not get much less than Gyeongo and Jia Nation.
Xun Li's hand trembled slightly. He had a bad feeling.
I forced Fang Yun to talk nonsense in front of billions of people. Will he do the same to me? If Gyeongo loses to Jingguo, my Literary Name will be destroyed. Will I be able to keep my courage? Yes! I will definitely be able to!
After Xun Li said that in his heart, he continued to answer the questions. However, whether it was his thinking time or writing time, it was slightly slower than before.
There were fewer and fewer papers on Fang Yun's table, but there were more and more correct papers in front of him. There was not a single yellowed paper behind him.
Kong Deyu gave it his all from the beginning. After finishing 500 questions, he looked at Fang Yun and realized that there were at least 1,400 papers in front of Fang Yun. He lost all his fighting spirit and let out a long sigh.
"Forget it. I'm not going to fight with Fang Yun! I can only hope that my cousin will teach this bastard a lesson on the Dragon Platform and let him know what it means to be a Notre-Dame! "Kong Deyu lowered his head helplessly and continued to answer the questions.
After some time, Qiao Juze suddenly coughed and said, "Fang Yun is less than 100 questions away from finishing!"
All the students looked at Fang Yun. What Qiao Juze said was true. There were not many papers left on Fang Yun's table.
There was still nothing behind Fang Yun, but there was still a silver light in front of him.
Many of the Scholars in Gyeongo and Excellent Country were shocked, especially Xun Li and Lei Shisan. The two of them were the top geniuses in Gyeongo and Excellent Country. However, at this moment, they realized that they were powerless in front of Fang Yun.
Xun Li compared the silver pages of Jingguo and Gyeongo and calculated in his heart. Suddenly, his body trembled.
If his calculation was correct, Jingguo was at least three times ahead of Gyeongo in the end!
"Impossible! I'll calculate again! " Xun Li once again calculated the outcome of the two countries based on the number of silver pages. However, this time, the result was that Gyeongo was the winner.
"Gyeongo will never lose!" Xun Li was secretly happy and continued to answer the questions.
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