The moment the enemy's talent sword shattered, Fang Yun felt the power of the True Dragon Ancient Sword increase slightly. Although this power was temporary, it was like a tonic for him in battle.
The imitation sword continued to attack the War Painter Han Lin, who had no choice but to fight and retreat, using all kinds of battle poems to resist. However, anyone could see that within a hundred breaths, Fang Yun could kill him.
"Eh?" War Painter Li Wenying exclaimed softly, as if he did not expect Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword to be so strong. However, he did not say anything and continued to control his talent sword to fight the True Dragon Ancient Sword.
Different from the War Painter Han Lin, Fang Yun was especially serious in his battle with War Painter Li Wenying.
The True Dragon Ancient Sword was far superior to Li Wenying's Bleeding Ancient Sword in terms of material, but in terms of battle experience, Li Wenying was more than a hundred times Fang Yun.
In terms of thesis battle, Li Wenying's reputation was no less than Fang Yun's decades ago!
Fang Yun really wanted to ask Li Wenying for advice on the battle of words. Unfortunately, Li Wenying went to the Ancient Desolate City, but now he realized that this was an opportunity!
Back then, Li Wenying had thousands of literary battles in Gyeongo, and Zhang Huzhu had seen at least a thousand of them. She was very familiar with Li Wenying, which was why she could draw Li Wenying. Moreover, painters could capture the essence of a person better than others, whether it was the essence of the spirit or the essence of the literary battle.
At this moment, Fang Yun was almost equivalent to Li Wenying in the literary battle during the Hanlin Academy.
In Fang Yun's eyes, the power of the other war painters was just an obstacle, not a threat. Only War Painter Li Wenying could decide the outcome and should be dealt with early. However. Now, Fang Yun changed his mind and decided to steal it!
Thus, Fang Yun focused 70% of his attention on the battle of words with Li Wenying. The other 30% of his attention was used to attack or defend, not to win, but to not make a mistake.
Time ticked by. Fang Yun's True Dragon Ancient Sword was still entangled with Li Wenying's Blood Draining Ancient Sword. Zhang Huzhu also launched multiple attacks.
In the beginning, Zhang Huzhu did not use all her strength because she wanted to test Fang Yun's strength. She found that Fang Yun was indeed a tough nut to crack.
The power of the Monarch's Star, the Poem Cauldron, and the Ink Lady Inkstone Turtle. It allowed Fang Yun's battle poem to have at least six more layers of treasure light, increasing its power by six times!
This means that. Many of Fang Yun's Jinshi battle poems were close to 80% of Han Lin's battle poems. As for the third level Stone Arrow, its power had already surpassed that of an ordinary Han Lin Battle Poem.
Coupled with the advantage of speed, it was almost impossible for these War Painting Demons and Hanlin to break through Fang Yun's defense in fifteen minutes.
After discovering the problem, Zhang Huzhu began to attack with all her might. Fang Yun was forced to use the strength that he had not used in the previous two rounds.
The peak of the second level Literary Courage!
Fang Yun could not have reached such a realm. After all, the Literary Courage of an ordinary Great Scholar was only at the peak of the second level. There were very few who could reach the third level. However, at Xusheng's official conferring ceremony, the Rites Music Chimes helped everyone's Literary Courage. From Juren to Half-saint, everyone's Literary Courage increased.
Fang Yun was the one who triggered the Rites Music Chimes. He gained the most benefits. His Literary Courage directly reached the peak of the second level, one step higher. It was the Great Accomplishment, and its power was even stronger.
The second level Great Accomplishment of the Literary Courage, breaking the river with a single thought!
Most of the War Paintings that could threaten Fang Yun were blocked by the powerful Lian Shi Assassins. The ones that the Lian Shi Assassins could not block were the Literary Courage.
All the attacks were blocked by the second level Literary Courage. There was no power that could affect Fang Yun's clothes, nor was there any power that could shake his mind.
Time passed slowly. Soon, the scholars on the viewing platform realized that something was wrong.
"Fifteen minutes have passed! Why are the two still fighting? "
"Both of them seem to have forgotten. We can't remind them."
"No! Fang Xusheng is deliberately delaying! "
"Impossible! He … Huh? Did you guys notice that the other two War Paintings have been killed, and many War Paintings Demon Marquis have been killed when they tried to approach. Only War Painting Li Wenying is still fighting with Fang Yun. This seems to be … "
"Learning before the battle?"
"Yes! He is learning before the battle and secretly learning from Lord Jianmei! "
There was an uproar in the Ten Nations, and many scholars didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Fang Yun was indeed a once-in-a-thousand-years figure. Not only was he talented, but he could also do such a strange thing in the process of fighting an entire state.
Many people from Gyeongo smiled bitterly helplessly. To put it nicely, Fang Yun was smart and seized the opportunity to steal from Zhang Huzhu. To put it bluntly, Fang Yun was looking down on Zhang Huzhu! He was looking down on the Ten Scholars! He was looking down on the entire Gyeongo!
However, the crowd couldn't refute and could only accept this contempt.
After another fifteen minutes, Zhang Huzhu reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Then, he suddenly froze and thought, 'Why am I sweating so much? Why did I use so much talent?' Hence, he took out his official seal and looked at the time. It was already fifteen minutes.
Zhang Huzhu kept blinking. This old Jinshi who was over eighty years old looked at Fang Yun on the top floor of the mountain village, his eyes full of confusion. He vaguely realized that something was wrong with this battle!
The onlooker sees the game clearly.
After more than ten breaths, Zhang Huzhu couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Damn Fang Zhenguo, he actually learned to fight with words from War Painting! If this spreads, how can I put my old face? Lord Eastern Sage, please be the judge, Fang Xusheng is too much of a bully! "
The millions of scholars on the viewing platform roared with laughter. The people of Jingguo laughed the happiest, while the people of Gyeongo laughed the most bitterly.
Fang Yun was a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and said seriously, "Mr. Huzhu, please don't be impatient. Wait for me to finish my battle with Duke Jianmei before we talk about other things."
Zhang Huzhu rolled his eyes. He had lived for so many years, but he had never heard of such a strange thing. He didn't expect it to happen in front of him.
"You can continue!" Zhang Huzhu withdrew the power of all the other War Paintings, leaving only Li Wenying.
Fang Yun fought with Li Wenying for another fifteen minutes. In the end, Li Wenying's essence, Qi, and spirit finally dissipated slowly due to excessive exhaustion.
Before dissipating, Li Wenying nodded slightly and bid farewell to Fang Yun.
This nod shocked all the people who were proficient in painting.
This meant that this War Painting was infinitely close to the "Perfection" of the Four Realms of Painting. At the Four Realms of Painting, the creatures drawn would have a certain level of consciousness. As for the legendary Five Realms, it was equivalent to copying everything in the world.
There were even great Confucian scholars who calculated that if there was really the power to break through the Five Realms, as long as there was a person in the world with a trace of consciousness, they could directly draw that person and form an identical person. This was even more powerful than the Five Realms of Medicine.
Zhang Huzhu kept smacking his lips lightly, almost biting out his gums. His expression was very complicated, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Fang Yun bowed slightly to the dissipating Li Wenying.
After learning the sword for thirty minutes, Fang Yun's control of the War of Words had increased by ten percent!
In the future, when he completely digested what he had learned today, his strength would increase again.
There were many famous Grand Scholars and Confucian scholars hiding on the viewing platform. They didn't express their opinions on the viewing platform, but they were discussing on the discussion boards exclusive to Grand Scholars and Confucian scholars. There weren't many words, but every sentence was very important.
"Fang Xusheng's rapid improvement makes the Old Man blush with shame."
"We learned the War of Words like babies learning to walk. Fang Xusheng is making great strides."
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