The warhorse galloped and bumped up and down. Even a great scholar could not use a brush to write on paper.
However, Fang Yun had a card up his sleeve. He first wrapped his mouth with his talent qi to prevent sound from spreading. Then, he quickly recited the sword summoning poem "Dragon Sword Poem". An ancient true dragon sword appeared in the inkwell. This "Dragon Sword Poem" was not written with a brush and ink. Its power was limited, but it was still better than nothing.
Then, just as Fang Yun was about to continue reciting the Hidden Edge Poem "Song of the Treasured Sword" to maximize the power of the True Dragon Ancient Sword, the Ink Lady in the inkstone suddenly stretched out her slender hand and gently waved it, scattering the ink into the air.
At this moment, Fang Yun was clearly moving forward quickly. His body was bumping and the ink should have scattered in the air. However, the ink floated in front of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun was stunned. The ink lady would definitely not fool around at this time. Therefore, he carefully looked at the ink lady's black and bright eyes. As the ink lady had already recognized him as her master, he immediately understood what she was thinking.
It would have been better if he did not know. After knowing the ink lady's ability, Fang Yun was even more surprised. However, he instantly sobered up and pointed at one of the droplets of ink.
After touching the ink, Fang Yun's index finger began to write the Hidden Edge Poem "Treasure Sword Song".
"The quiet man rests on his treasured sword. His voice is heard at night. The man's words turn the sword into a dragon. I'm afraid there will be wind … "
Fang Yun's finger was clearly moving. The trajectory formed by his fingertips could not be formed into words. However, under the guidance of his fingertips, the ink condensed into words. They were suspended in the air and floated in front of Fang Yun. It was like a piece of paper, forming the power of a battle poem.
Countless High Scholar and Grand Scholar on the viewing platform suddenly stood up. Many of them shouted the same phrase in disbelief. It was a phrase that represented the heart of literature.
"A piece of empty paper!"
An empty piece of paper meant that it was just written on a piece of paper and had not been fulfilled. It meant that it was just empty words. However, the power of an empty piece of paper could allow a scholar to use a finger or a tree branch to write in the air without any books, brushes, ink, or any of the other four treasures of the study.
In battle, scholars would often have their mouths and tongues sealed by yao arts so they could not write a chapter. It was also possible for brush, ink, and paper to be scattered by external forces. Once there was an empty piece of paper, as long as they could move their hands, they could use battle poems at any time.
"No! The Ink Lady's innate talent was even more powerful than a piece of paper! Look, the words are floating in the air, and the treasure light is appearing! "
Many of the scholars were stunned. The Ink Lady's ability was simply heaven-defying.
When a scholar used a blank piece of paper, they did not have a brush, ink, or paper. They could only use the basic power of a battle poem, and there was no treasure light. But now, the words of the [Treasure Sword Chant] were floating in the sky, shining with treasure light!
The Original Treasure Light, the Poetic Spirit Treasure Light, the Treasure Light of the Legacy Treasure Light, and the Treasure Light from the ink and inkstone formed four and a half layers of treasure light!
"As expected of one of the most suitable mystical items for the human race! No wonder Xu Sanjue sent the Ink Lady from so far away. The Ink Lady's use in a literary battle is far stronger than any other literary treasure! "
"Even a high grade piece of paper cannot do this. This Ink Lady is equivalent to Fang Xusheng having a saint grade piece of paper!"
"In the past, people said that he was the illegitimate son of the Literati Star. Now, even if they say that he is the reincarnation of the Literati Star, I will believe it!"
"Fang Po is finished. It is not that he is weak, but that Fang Yun and the Ink Lady are too strong. Ugh. "
"Yes. The Ink Lady is a rare mystical item. No matter how strong Han Lin's literary treasures are, they cannot compare. "
"Look at those Gyeongo people. They have already shut their mouths. They were so noisy before."
"Hahaha …"
After Fang Yun finished writing the [Treasure Sword Chant], he finally saw Fang Po.
At this moment, Fang Po also saw Fang Yun. Because he was too shocked, his hand trembled, and he stopped writing the [White Horse Chapters]. Beside him, there was only a black fog assassin formed by the third level [Yi Shui Song].
However, Fang Po's reaction was very fast. He held the inkstone in his hand and immediately released the Han Lin's defensive poem [Ode to the Turtle]. The shadow of a big turtle enveloped him. Then, he took out the Han Lin's writing brush and released the Han Lin's war poem [Broken Sea Whale]. A huge whale of 150 feet long formed by transparent seawater crashed towards Fang Yun.
Wherever the whale passed, trees were broken.
At the same time, Fang Po's words were like swords.
At this moment, the spectating scholars even felt that Fang Po could turn the tables and turn the tide.
This was the Han Lin's war poem. Fang Yun did not have the Han Lin's defensive literary treasures. No matter how strong the poem was, it might not be able to block it. Even if it blocked it, it would lose the initiative, and the surprise attack just now would be a joke.
Scholars could use their swords to break the Han Lin's war poem, but the price was that their swords would be damaged and could not be used for a few months.
However, Fang Yun's sword sound was made of dragon scales and was incomparably sturdy!
Moreover, Fang Yun had already finished writing the sword-summoning poem, and he had two True Dragon Swords.
Two golden ancient swords flew out from Fang Yun's hand. The first imitation sword broke the giant whale with lightning speed, turning the dignified Han Lin's war poem into a splash of water.
Although the imitation sword was not damaged, its speed was greatly reduced. The real ancient sword then overtook it and directly attacked the turtle shadow protecting Fang Po.
"Crack …"
With just one sword, the surface of [Ode to the Turtle] cracked. With one more attack, the power of the Han Lin's war poem would definitely collapse.
At the critical moment, the black fog assassin and the ancient sword of talent hit the True Dragon Sword at the same time, forcing it to fly backward.
Fang Po had been polishing the ancient sword of talent for more than 40 years. The sword did not have dragon bones, but it was lucky to be sharpened by a dragon horn. It was very powerful and could fight the True Dragon Sword.
"Good!" The Gyeongo people could not help but exclaim, cheering for Fang Po.
The Jingguo people secretly admired Fang Po. This Fang Po was indeed an old Jinshi. He could actually hit the True Dragon Sword so accurately. If it was an ordinary Jinshi, they would not be able to do so.
This shrewdness and steadiness had conquered many scholars.
The confrontation between the two sides happened in a flash. Then, they saw Fang Yun use ink to write a war poem in the air.
"The wind is bleak, the water is cold, the warrior leaves, never to return. Exploring the tiger's lair, entering the dragon's palace … "
Fang Yun had the Heart of Literature, so he wrote very quickly.
When Fang Po saw Fang Yun write [Song of Yi Shui] and wanted to summon the black fog assassin, he instinctively guessed that Fang Yun was going to change from offense to defense. Next, he should write [White Horse Poem] and [White Horse Hero Poem], because this was a common way of fighting for Jinshi.
Fang Po secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly retreated and recited a Jinshi poem. This poem had already reached the second level, and its power was equivalent to that of a Jinshi poem. It was enough to get rid of Fang Yun.
However, after Fang Yun finished writing the third line of the [Song of Yi Shui], the fourth line was not the original line. It was the last line of the [Stone Arrow].
High-level Heart of Literature, saying one thing and thinking another, reversing the war poem.
The third level of the [Stone Arrow] appeared, and Li Guang's shadow appeared behind Fang Yun.
Fang Po was stunned. He realized that he had been tricked by Fang Yun. It was not that he did not think of it, but that he did not have enough time.
He knew that the [Stone Arrow] could penetrate everything. He knew that the already cracked Jinshi would not be able to block it. He also did not dare to use the ancient sword to fight against the third level Elementary Scholar. He only dared to use the black fog assassin to block it.
Li Guang shot an arrow, and Jing Ke blocked it.
The black fog assassin's eyes flashed with a strange light. Li Guang's eyes also flashed with starlight.
One was the most valiant person in the human race, the person who assassinated the first emperor of all time.
The other was the unparalleled archer, Xusheng of the human race.
The third level war poem called out the remnant wills of the two people, and let them meet.
Fang Po was very strong, but Fang Yun was stronger!
Fang Yun's war poem not only contained the power of the Star of the Monarch, but also the power of the Cauldron of Poetry. It also contained the original treasure light, the treasure light, and the power of the Ink Turtle Lady!
After a moment, Jing Ke died, but the arrow was still there.
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