Time ticked by, and when there was only a quarter of an hour left, Xun Li suddenly went crazy. His eyes were bloodshot as he picked up his pen and quickly answered the questions. /
"I can't lose! I won't lose! I won't lose! "Xun Li roared as he used all his strength to answer the questions. His answering speed was much faster than before, but the percentage of correct answers was very low. Often, when he answered the first question correctly, the next paper would wither and fly behind him.
Soon, a bell rang, and the papers on everyone's table disappeared, leaving only the silver papers in front and the yellow papers behind.
"I can't lose! It's not over yet! I can't lose … "Xun Li muttered as he wrote. The paper had disappeared, and black ink formed words on the table.
Then, the voice in the sky started to evaluate the chips.
"Kong Deyu, eight chips, seven chips. Yun Xunsong, eight chips, seven chips. Gui Mingyuan, eight chips, six chips … "
The Grand Scholars had a photographic memory, so they could remember everyone's chips. Then, they would add the chips of the ten people from the same country together with the chips of the previous two rounds to get the final number.
Many people were silently remembering the chips and adding them up. At first, it was nothing, but towards the end, many of the Grand Scholars' expressions changed slightly, and they kept glancing at the people from Jia Country, Jingguo, and Gyeongo.
After the voice in the sky finished reading all the chips, the soft sound of tearing paper sounded twice. Xun Li and Lei Shisan's noses started to bleed, and they hurriedly wiped it with their hands.
"How could they lose to Jingguo?" Many of the Gyeongo and Jia Country students muttered to themselves.
"I calculated wrong! I must have calculated wrong! Gyeongo and Jia Country can't be worse than Jingguo! How is that possible? I must have calculated wrong! I have to wait for the final number to be announced! "Xun Li wiped the blood with his hands as he slowly stood up and walked towards the door.
A Gyeongo student hurriedly walked over and helped him up.
This time, no one mocked Xun Li. Kong Deyu and Qiao Juze, who had scolded Xun Li the most, stood up calmly and walked out with the crowd.
After taking a few steps, Kong Deyu said, "Congratulations to Fang Zhenguo for turning the tide. I wish Jingguo the best of luck for winning 40 points in the Ten Nations Grand Tournament! "
"Congratulations to Confucius Academy for being ranked second," Fang Yundao said.
The people of Yue Kingdom walked over with flushed faces and bowed to Fang Yun to express their gratitude.
Hu Shang, who had thanked Fang Yun at the beginning of the Ten Nations Grand Tournament, smiled and said, "From now on, you, Fang Yun, are the great benefactor of Yue Nation! I didn't expect that after forty years, my Yue Country would take the sixth place again! "
"You're too polite. The Grand Competition is based on strength. Yue Country should be firmly in sixth place."
"No, no, no. You contributed the most to Yue Scholar Palace's sixth place today." Hu Shang looked at Xun Li and continued, "Victory and defeat are common in war. Only today did I understand that there are tens of thousands of ways to win, but only one or two ways to fail. I wish Jingguo the prosperity of the nation and the prosperity of the human race! "
Everyone walked out of the Wen Hall together and arrived at the venue of the competition. They saw the final rankings of the Eleventh Academy listed on the screen of light in the venue.
First place, Enlightenment Academy.
Second place, Confucius Academy.
Third place, Shu Academy.
Fourth place. Yun Nation Academy.
Fifth place, Wu Guo Academy.
Sixth place, Yue Scholar Academy.
Seventh place, Jingguo Academy.
Eighth place. Jiaguo Academy.
Ninth place, Gyeongo Academy.
Tenth place, Shenguo Academy.
Eleventh place, Gu Nation Academy.
At the same time that Fang Yun walked out … The hundreds of thousands of people in the venue stood up together and cheered. Many of them applauded to show their appreciation for Fang Yun's improvement.
At the same time … Continuous cheers erupted in front of the Wen Academies in Jingguo. Then, a name sounded in the sky of Jingguo.
"Fang Yun! Fang Yun! Fang Yun! Fang Yun … "
In the beginning, the people of Jingguo were just cheering happily. However, as they shouted, some of the older scholars began to cry while shouting Fang Yun's name.
No matter how outstanding Fang Yun was previously, even if he was the best scholar in a state, it only made the people feel happy. Even if he became the first disciple of the Lingyan Pavilion, it only made people feel that Jingguo's strength would increase in a few decades.
The Ten Nations Grand Tournament was different. It was a competition between ten people and a hundred people. It was a competition of the strength and foundation of each nation. There was no room for tricks.
No matter what happened in the future, at least for this year, Jingguo had suppressed Gyeongo!
While the people of Jingguo were cheering, tens of millions of Gyeongo people were cursing at the screen of light. Hundreds of millions of Gyeongo people were cursing in their hearts.
"Despicable Xun Li! Gyeongo could have won, but you created an opportunity for Fang Yun to multitask and allowed Jingguo to win seventh place! "
"Gyeongo's sinner!"
"You must be a spy sent by Jingguo!"
"You'll die a horrible death!"
"If my son can't pass the provincial examination next year because of the lack of places, I'll die in front of the Xun family!"
"Fang Yun is the best scholar in a state. How can he be tricked by a fool like you? Damned idiot, you think too highly of yourself! "
"Bastard, I wish I could cut you into pieces! I had a chance to pass the provincial examination next year, but it seems that I'll have to wait for at least another year! "
"My poor son is a scholar!"
…
In the venue of the grand tournament, Xun Li stared blankly at the rankings on the screen of light. Then, he felt an invisible force leave his body and endless sounds suddenly sounded in his ears. The sounds were like a tsunami and the shouting in the market. It was loud and chaotic, and no one could understand what they were saying.
Xun Li spat out mouthfuls of blood, and the sound of his guts cracking could be heard again and again.
Xun Li knew that the force that left his body was the fate of Gyeongo, and the endless sounds were the curses of the people of Gyeongo.
If one could obtain either the fate of the country or the people's hearts, they could become a famous scholar even if they couldn't be remembered forever. If they couldn't obtain either, they would be abandoned.
"Wah!" Xun Li spat out the last mouthful of blood, and then the sound of a glass bottle shattering echoed throughout the venue.
Xun Li's guts were completely shattered.
Everyone sighed as they watched the people of Gyeongo carry Xun Li away.
Lei Shisan's head also cracked many times, but it didn't shatter in the end. He was still standing with his friend's help, but blood kept flowing out of his seven orifices.
"Congratulations to Fang Zhenguo! Congratulations to Jingguo! "Someone in the seats shouted, and then tens of thousands of people followed suit.
The strong and upright Jingguo had defeated the despicable strong and upright Gyeongo. This was a very satisfying thing, and everyone had justice in their hearts.
The students of Qi Nation who won first place again this year didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If they just listened to these voices, people who didn't know would think that Jingguo won first place.
Someone quickly walked down the stairs and stood in front of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun looked and saw that it was his good friend Li Fanming.
Li Fanming smiled and said, "Gut-Shattering Demon, I'll say something on behalf of my brother-in-law. We won't fight you on the Dragon Platform, but we'll compete to see who can kill more Holy Clans and Demon Barbarians! The loser will write a poem for the winner. How about that? "
"Your brother-in-law?" Fang Yun was puzzled.
"Ji Shou-woo. Although he's distant from my wife's family bloodline, he's still my wife's brother," Li Fanming said with a smile.
"So it's him. The number one of the younger generation of King Wen's Family? "Fang Yun asked.
"Yes, other than him, no one else in King Wen's Family is qualified to enter the Dragon Platform."
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