As soon as the poem was finished, it burst into flames.
Previously, when others wrote the poem, it would turn into spots of light and fall into everyone's bodies, but this time it was different.
The poem suddenly turned into a ball of white light. The white light condensed into a battlefield. The battlefield was flickering with light and shadows. It was the scene of the battle between the soldiers of King Xuanwang and the demons.
The ball of white light exuded a strong influence. Everyone's emotions were affected by the scene in the white light. Then, the white light shattered and turned into transparent armor that flew to everyone's bodies. Everyone was covered from neck to toe in a layer of transparent armor.
It was the first time Fang Yun had seen a soul battle poem. He reached out and touched the transparent armor. It was cold and smooth. The armor's defensive power was even greater than that of heavy armor, but it could only last for half an hour.
After all, Mr Wang was a High Scholar. The shock caused by the poem calmed down immediately. Then, he wrote a motivational poem and a powerful poem that could only be used by High Scholars, "Ode to Weapons of War". It made all the soldiers' weapons more lethal and easier to kill the demons. However, if the demons' vital parts were not damaged, the damage would be limited.
After that, Mr Wang wrote a rapid poem and gave the brush and ink to Fang Yun.
"Sir, you don't need it?" Fang Yun asked.
"The demon general won't give me time to write. I can only use the poem to deal with it. You guys keep it. Ma Yuan, you're in charge of commanding. You must hold the fort before we get back! "After Mr. Wang finished speaking, he rushed up the mountain at an extremely fast speed.
Everyone got into formation and got ready. Not long after, they saw hundreds of demons in front of them. There was a bear demon that was as tall as two people, a tiger demon that was as tall as a person's shoulder, and a snake demon that was fifty to sixty feet long. Its tongue was longer than a person's arm.
There were at least thirty demon soldiers. Even a High Scholar would find it difficult to kill all of them, let alone these little Elementary Scholars.
"Don't be afraid! We can hold on! "
"Yes, we have an armchair strategist!"
Suddenly, a green bird flapped its wings and landed on the head of a tiger demon.
Ma Yuan's expression changed. He quickly covered his ears and shouted, "Oh no! It's Ming Qi! Ming Qi and Mi Sheng, run now … "
Without waiting for him to finish, the Mingqi bird demon began to cry from the tiger demon's head. Its voice was mellow and pleasant to the ears, as if it was weeping and complaining.
Fang Yun saw that all the soldiers had lost their strength and collapsed to the ground. Tong Sheng was in a better state and could barely hold his weapon.
The Elementary Scholars obviously wanted to pick up their brushes and write 'Jing Ke Assassinated Qin Ge', but their hands kept trembling. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't write a complete sentence. It was difficult to be an armchair strategist, and their minds were muddled. They didn't even have the thought of running away.
It was useless even if Ma Yuan covered his ears.
Of course, Fang Yun knew the name of the Demonic Bird Ming Qi. This kind of demonic bird could be said to be the nemesis of the human race. When the strongest Demonic King Ming Qi cried out, it could shake the minds of all the scholars below the level of Great Confucian. It would be difficult for them to talk on paper or even speak eloquently. They could only barely use their sharp tongue.
The only one who could resist this strange cry was Wen Dan.
However, this Mingqi Bird was at the level of a Demon Soldier, which was equivalent to a human Elementary Scholar. Elementary Scholars did not have the courage to fight, so almost everyone was unable to fight.
Regardless of whether it was an ordinary soldier, Tong Sheng or Elementary Scholar, they all revealed a look of despair. They never thought that they would attract Ming Qi.
The demons all laughed and even chatted in the demon language. They completely treated these people as delicacies.
Hearing the demonic race's language, Fang Yun and the other Elementary Scholars were enlightened. Because they had killed too many demonic beasts yesterday, the two Demonic Generals nearby had joined forces to lure the three High Scholars away. Then, Ming Qi took the opportunity to bring the demonic soldiers and demonic citizens over.
However, Fang Yun had Wen Dan.
Fang Yun took a deep breath and looked at the hundreds of demons in front of him fearlessly. He loudly recited the contents of the 'Analects of Confucius' and said word by word, "Confucius does not speak, Strange! Strength! Chaos! Spirit! "
In order to save his comrades, Fang Yun did not care that the demons would kill him first. This was an act of self-sacrifice. Not only did it activate the Wen Dan in his body, it also activated his Wen Dan, forming a strange force that spread in all directions.
The words of the Sage, Fang Yun's voice, the Wen Dan, the Wen Dan, and the Qi of Heaven and Earth resonated. Finally, Fang Yun's words were like the sound of a large bell, causing pain in the ears of all the demons. All the demons were frightened and retreated in fear when they thought of the legendary Great Confucian's Qi of Righteousness, which was a natural power to suppress them.
After a few cries, the Mingqi Bird suddenly became hoarse. In the end, it could not make any more cries. It opened its mouth and flapped its wings, jumping anxiously on the head of the Tiger Demon.
After Fang Yun uttered the words' strange ',' force ',' chaos', and 'god', everybody was completely out of Ming Qi's control. Even Confucius did not mention strange, violent, chaotic, and 'god'. How dare a mere Ming Qi bird talk like that?
The sober people quickly readied themselves. In the process, everyone glanced at Fang Yun. They were shocked and grateful by Fang Yun's sudden power.
Everyone knew that the Great Confucian's Qi of Righteousness would flourish when they spoke. Therefore, even if the Great Confucian casually recited a classic of the Sages, he could force away the demons and barbarians below the level of Great Demon.
However, everyone did not understand how a 'Scholar Before Sages' could have such power. Could it be that this person really had strong faith and Righteousness? This was even more shocking than reciting the 'Analects of Confucius'.
Everyone suppressed the thoughts in their hearts and looked at the demons. Although more than a hundred demons were temporarily frightened, they would pounce on them in a dozen breaths at most.
No one had the confidence to defeat more than a hundred demons.
No matter how strong an Elementary Scholar's battle poem was, they would not be able to kill so many demons. After all, Elementary Scholars were just basic writers. At this level, they could not write large-scale battle poems like the 'Gale Song' or 'Surging Waves'. This was because they did not have enough Qi of Righteousness. Even a Secondary Sage could not do it when he was an Elementary Scholar.
A High Scholar would be able to kill all these demons, but fifteen Elementary Scholars would not be able to do so.
A poem to kill the enemy was not possible, but a poem to strengthen the troops was possible. Although there were no Elementary Scholars in the Saint Origin World who could do such a thing.
Fang Yun thought of an ancient poem that could be used as a poem to strengthen the troops. He lowered his head and picked up the Demon-Sweeping Pen.
Ma Yuan stretched out his hand towards Fang Yundao. "Lend me the Demon-Sweeping Pen. I want to kill demons!"
Fang Yun dipped the Demon-Sweeping Pen in the Dragon's Blood Ink and said without raising his head, "Protect me!"
After saying that, Fang Yun used the simplest cursive script to write on the paper. First, he wrote the title of the poem, 'Capture the King'.
"Is Fang Yun crazy?"
No one cared that there were more than a hundred demons in front of them. They all looked at Fang Yun in astonishment. Instead of giving the Demon-Swaying Brush to Ma Yuan, who had the most talent, a Saint's Disciple had asked others to protect him. What was the difference between this and sending everyone to their deaths? With such a person in the team, what was the point of morale?
However, when Fang Yun wrote the first line, "Draw the bow and draw the sword", everyone could not help but stare.
A layer of treasure light appeared on the paper.
"The original treasure light!" Lu Yu exclaimed in shock.
When Fang Yun wrote the second line, "Use the arrow and draw the sword", the second layer of treasure light covered the paper.
"The first layer of treasure light!"
"To shoot the man, shoot the horse first", the third layer of treasure light appeared.
"The treasure light!" Half of the Elementary Scholars could not help but exclaim.
Fang Yun then wrote the fourth line, "To capture the bandits, capture the king first", and then pointed out a full stop, indicating that he had finished writing.
The treasure light representing the power of the Dragon Blood Ink and the Demon-Sweeping Pen formed the fourth layer of treasure light, but it only covered 40% of the paper.
When the demons woke up, the power of the Demon-Sweeping Poem increased by 340% burned and turned into white light that fell on everyone. At the same time, it dispersed the power of Mr Wang's Demon-Sweeping Poem.
The others did not change, but the bows and arrows on the archers immediately emitted a faint white light.
Ma Yuan was ecstatic. "What are you looking at! Hurry up and shoot! Kill the demon soldiers first! "
All the archers seemed to wake up from a dream and immediately drew their bows to shoot.
Fifteen shimmering arrows pierced through the air with ear-piercing sounds, instantly hitting the heads of fifteen Demon Soldiers.
The huge tiger demon slowly fell to the ground. In the center of the "King" character on its forehead, only half an arrow was exposed. The other half was stuck in the tiger demon's brain.
The Mingqi bird was pierced through by an arrow and finally nailed to a tree 70 feet away. Its mouth was open before it died.
Without exception, all fifteen demon soldiers were hit in the most vital parts of their bodies. Just as the poem said, "To shoot the man, shoot the horse; to capture the bandits, capture the king first."
Not only were all the demons stunned, but even the fifteen human archers were stunned.
Lu Yu said, "Even if it was an arrow shot from a High Scholar's poem, it would at most cause the tiger demon to feel some pain, but it would not be able to pierce through the tiger demon's skull. Fang Yun was clearly a Saint … no! Fang Yun is a Pre-Emperor Scholar! "
"Continue shooting! Time is limited. "After Fang Yun finished speaking, he felt that it was a pity that the second half of the original poem was too negative. It could not be a war poem after it was written. However, just the first half was already so powerful. No wonder it was a poem by the Poet Sage Du Fu.
The fifteen archers once again drew their bows and shot, killing another fifteen Demon Soldiers.
After two rounds of shooting, there were only five demon soldiers left.
Although the demons below the level of Demon General were not intelligent, they were not so stupid that they were not afraid of death. Especially when they encountered a "suspected great scholar" and a godly archer who could never miss a shot. Without the command of a Demon General, they finally had the intention to retreat and slowly retreated.
The fifteen archers would not let go of this heaven-sent opportunity and began the third round of shooting.
This time, seventeen demons died, and two demons were pierced through.
All the demons turned around and fled like frightened birds. Some of the demons who were scared out of their wits kept repeating the same word.
"Great scholar!"
"Great scholar!"
The Leopard Demon General who was fighting Mr Wang was so scared that he turned around and ran away. He did not care about the Bear Demon General who was being attacked by the two Imperial Scholars.
Mr Wang was puzzled. He turned around and ran back. He saw the demons running away crazily. He did not care about them and quickly found Fang Yun and the others with his Rapid Poem. If Ma Yuan and the others did not stop them, the archers and young scholars would have chased after them.
"A mouse dares to chase after a group of cats?" Mr Wang was puzzled.
Then, Mr Wang saw that the ground was littered with demon corpses. Without exception, they were all shot in the head. Finally, he looked at the dead Ming Qi in a daze.
"Did my Demon-Sweeping Poem suddenly become powerful, or was there really a great scholar passing by?" he muttered to himself.
Lu Yu shouted happily, "Sir, sir! Fang Yun has become a pre-Saint Elementary Scholar and created his own Demon-Sweeping Poem. He is the best in history! In the future, our Elementary Scholars can also use Demon-Sweeping Poems. "
Mr Wang looked at Fang Yundao and said, "That's impossible! I just used the Five Moves Scholar to warn you and you became a pre-Saint Elementary Scholar? You even created a poem about an Elementary Scholar killing a High Scholar. If I were to use the Semi-Sage to warn you, would you create a poem about an Elementary Scholar killing a High Scholar? "
"That's possible." Lu Yu nodded.
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