"Boom … boom … boom …"
The ice mountain under the Jade Gate Pass crashed into the ground three times in a row before exploding into pieces. The attack was over.
Fine cracks appeared on the walls of the Jade Gate Pass, but it remained standing!
Fang Yun was safe and sound.
The Frost Sovereign seemed to sigh softly and disappeared.
Zong Jibing was stunned. He did not expect his most powerful attack to fail.
This poem praised the Frost Sovereign of the Ten Frigid Ancient Land. His power was equivalent to the monarch of the Ten Nations, but his status was higher. He was the true ruler of the Ten Frigid Ancient Land, and the Ten Frigid Ancient Land didn't have an organization like the Notre-Dame.
Zong Jibing's goal was clear. He wanted to use the Ice Race's bloodline to chant the name of the most powerful person in the Ten Cold Ancient Land. He also wanted to absorb the cold Qi of the Supreme Saint Ice Monarch and the power of Han Lin's war poem, Winter Ode.
This kind of power absorption and superposition was impossible for normal humans, unless they had the help of Lian Shi or Half-saint. But he also had the Ice Race bloodline, so he was different.
However, the poem "Lord Inscription of the Cold" got off to a bad start. Before the poem could be completed, the power of the "Ode to the Cold Winter" was dispersed by the Jade Gate Pass. The Jade Gate Pass was an important place for Wu Guo and the human race in the north. It was the embodiment of the will of countless heroic souls of the human race. Naturally, it could not bear to see the power of this foreign race.
In the end, Lord Chong Han only absorbed the power of the Ice Empress. Although it was powerful, it still lost a great deal of its power, and was defeated at the Jade Gate Stage.
The Ice Empress was still standing behind Zong Jibing, and the wind and waves around her continued to blow in all directions. However, the wind and waves were no longer a threat to the Jade Gate Pass.
The spring breeze does not cross the Jade Gate Pass. The cold wind couldn't reach him either!
Zong Jibing stood where he was. Looking at the cracked Jade Gate, he hesitated.
He could write another "Lord Chong Han". Once again, he absorbed the power of the Ice Emperor's Star Position. However, the result was that the Ice Emperor's Star Position would inevitably dissipate prematurely. After all, this was the power of the Star Position and not his own power.
However, if he didn't write Lord Yong Han, it wouldn't take long for his talent qi to be depleted to a certain extent. The Ice Emperor's Star Position would also disappear.
Should he use more power to destroy the Jade Gate Pass in a short period of time, or should he use ordinary power to wear down the Jade Gate Pass's power over a long period of time?
Zong Jibing quickly weighed his options. The power of this Liangzhou Ci was too strong. If it was worn down for a long time, not to mention that it would be difficult to succeed, even if it succeeded. Fang Yun could also quickly write a second song. Without the treasure light of the first song, the second song's power would be greatly reduced. However, if he wrote one song after another, he would definitely be able to exhaust the power of the Ice Emperor's star position. It could be said that there was almost no chance of winning.
However, the second song, "Lord Chong Han", had a chance to win in one strike!
Zong Jibing's eyes flashed. Without hesitation, he wrote another war poem, Lord Yong Han.
"A single word from the Lord of Frost causes the winter wind to blow …"
War poems of the same position could be arranged, but they could not be perfectly integrated. Unless it was a series of poems or a special war poem. The scope of "Liangzhou Ci" was too wide. Fang Yun could not use "Osmanthus Tree", which was also a Jinshi battle poem, to protect himself. He could only use "Ode on Mountains", which was a Juren battle poem. Inside the Jade Gate Pass, a small, translucent mountain peak appeared.
Soon, a new Frost King appeared behind Zong Jibing. He was still sitting on the ice throne, but unlike the first time, he stood up directly. He swung his sword to attack.
"Rumble …"
A row of ice peaks rose from the ground at an extremely fast speed, resembling the fangs of dogs. Arriving in front of the Jade Gate Pass, an ice peak rushed up from the ground.
The ice mountain surged, and the chill was sharp.
"Boom …"
The Jade Gate Pass shook.
Fang Yun's body trembled slightly. His eyes were like a mirror, without any ripples.
"Boom …"
A large area of the Jade Gate Pass cracked open.
Fang Yun was still expressionless.
"Boom!"
The Jade Gate Pass and the ice mountain underground exploded at the same time. The wind whistled, and the red walls, yellow tiles, and white frost splashed in all directions. It was gorgeous and colorful, completely drowning Fang Yun.
At the same time, the shadow of the Ice Emperor behind Zong Jibing gradually dimmed and dissipated.
Zong Jibing let out a long sigh of relief. The Jade Gate Pass and the ice mountain exploded at the same time. It was a spectacular scene. The power generated was even stronger than the battle poems of the Hanlin Academy. Fang Yun would either die or be protected by the power of Half-saint, and Zong Jibing would win.
Thinking that he was about to become the winner of the literary battle against Xusheng, Zong Jibing's face lit up with joy. This victory would completely suppress Fang Yun. Whether it was for Gyeongo or the Zong Family, it would be a great contribution. Not only would he be able to obtain the power of Zong Jibing, but he would also be able to break through the Hanlin Academy. In the future, he might even become a Grand Scholar or even a Great Scholar.
If he had a lucky encounter, he might even have the chance to become a Half-saint.
Zong Jibing clenched his right hand, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. If he became a Half-saint, he would definitely punish all those who insulted him. Those who should be exiled would be exiled, and those who should be killed would be killed!
Then, Zong Jibing ended Fang Yun's winning streak with a smile. He would be the first person to defeat Fang Yun in the same literary battle. His name would go down in history!
The ice chips scattered.
Fang Yun stood in place. The light of Ode on Mountains around him became very dim, but it was not damaged.
Zong Jibing's eyes widened. There was no holy light on Fang Yun, which meant that the explosion did not hurt him.
Fang Yun's calm face did not show any anger. He smiled and said, "Grand Scholar Zong, you miscalculated. The Jade Gate is a defensive battle poem. If it collapsed from the inside, it would be too weak."
Zong Jibing immediately recalled what he had seen and suddenly understood. The final explosion of the Jade Gate seemed dangerous, but in fact, it was an explosion from the inside out. Not only did it form a stronger protective force, but it was also very lethal to enemies nearby. It was very strange.
"You … If you did not write this Liangzhou Ci on the spot, you would never have won!" Zong Jibing could not help but complain. He thought that he could immediately become a member of the Hanlin Academy, enter the main family, and have a higher status. But now, everything was destroyed.
Zong Jibing knew very well that if he did not have the Ice Emperor Star position, he would not be Fang Yun's opponent.
"So, Grand Scholar Zong, do you want to continue?" As Fang Yun spoke, the two True Dragon Swords hung in the air, pointing at Zong Jibing.
Zong Jibing was unhappy. Fang Yun called others "Old Mister", but called him "Grand Scholar Zong". It was obvious that he was hostile. But now that things had come to this, he did not have the face to say anything.
However, Zong Jibing felt uncomfortable. He felt that he was not respected.
"The Old Man lost!" Zong Jibing reluctantly bowed to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun bowed as well. He did not even say "Thank you."
Zong Jibing was angry, but when he thought of his attitude towards Fang Yun, he did not have the right to say anything. He kept a cold face and did not say a word.
The literary battlefield disappeared, and the two returned to the valley on the observation platform.
Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, because there were people singing Liangzhou Ci loudly around them.
"… A lonely city on a mountain of ten thousand feet. Why should the Qiang flute complain about the willows? The spring breeze does not cross the Jade Gate Pass … "
Hundreds of thousands of people were singing. It was a magnificent sight.
Fang Yun smiled. It seemed that these people had been singing.
The people on the observation platform only stopped when the song reached the end.
A general of Wu Guo said loudly, "Thank you, Fang Xusheng, for the poem. When we return to the Jade Gate Pass, I will let all the soldiers guarding the pass learn this poem. If the Jade Gate Pass can become a holy wall like the Two World Mountain, it will be because of you, Fang Xusheng! I hope you can become the master of the world! "
Fang Yun did not expect him to be the general of the Jade Gate Pass. He smiled and nodded.
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