"They seem to be quarreling!"
Everyone stopped passing the letters and looked at Fang Yun and Qu Hange seriously.
Fang Yun stood straight and said calmly, "You don't have to worry about me. Since I have chosen the literary battle, there is no reason for me to give up halfway. But Qu Lao Jinshi's body is not upright, the evil fire burns in his heart, Wen Zhan should be careful. "
Qu Hange sneered and said, "No wonder people say that Fang Xusheng is sharp-tongued and attacked the Old Man. He doesn't care about the age and doesn't even know how to respect the elders."
"Eh? There is no father and son in the literary battle, let alone the age. If the literary battle also needs to be based on the age, then in the future, we will bring out the seniors of each country. Whichever country's senior will be the winner. If someone is not convinced, then he doesn't know how to respect the elders and that is against the etiquette! Is that what you mean? "Fang Yun asked.
Fang Yun's teasing words made many people laugh and scold him for being indecent. How could there be such a way to determine the winner of the literary battle according to the age? But it was his indecency that made others think less of the difference.
"You are stubborn! Then why did you attack the Old Man for being indecent? "Qu Hange asked.
"Then why don't you show mercy wherever you can?" Fang Yun asked again.
Qu Hange was stunned. He kept asking and did not forgive Fang Yun. However, he had accused Fang Yun of being intolerant. Now that Fang Yun fought back, it proved that he was the one who was intolerant.
Qu Hange suppressed his anger and said slowly, "Fang Xusheng has wronged the Old Man. The Old Man just wants to know why you accused the Old Man of being indecent. Only in this way can the Old Man correct his mistake and cultivate his body."
Fang Yun said slowly, "Do you know that Senior Qu is a scholar? Was the first disciple of Shi Jun the first batch of people who went to Jingguo last year? Qu Laoshi had a noble personality and was courageous and sincere. Naturally, he would not care about such trivial matters. Let me tell you, in the first seven months of last year, there were 31 batches of Gyeongo students who came to Jingguo to compete! And the year before last, there were fifty-four batches! Three years ago, it was the fifty-third batch! This means that your Gyeongo will come to my Gyeongo at least four times a month for the Wen Duel! This is going too far! "
In the end, Fang Yun was practically shouting. He had already tried his best to remain calm, but after saying the numbers one by one. When he thought of those Jingguo students who had been humiliated by Gyeongo, and the scholars who had been humiliated by Gyeongo, a flame of anger rose in his chest.
Qu Hange was about to speak when Fang Yun continued, "It was less than seven months last year. You Gyeongo people caused three deaths in Jingguo, ten people's Wen Duel collapsed, seventeen people's Wen Duel cracked, thirty-five people's Wen Duel were covered in dust, and countless people were injured! In the year before last, you Gyeongo people caused five deaths in Jingguo, thirteen people's Wen Duel collapsed, twenty-four people's Wen Duel cracked, and more than a hundred people's Wen Duel were covered in dust! "
"You …"
Fang Yun quickly interrupted Qu Hange's words. He said, "Let me finish! As a Jinshi of the human race, not only did you participate in Gyeongo's suppression of Jingguo, but even your friends and grandchildren also participated in it. How dare you say that I was the one who provoked the conflict between the two countries? Dare I ask, are you upright? You were angry that Lord Shi's first disciple was humiliated, and you asked us to be merciful whenever possible. However, who will forgive those Jingguo people who were injured or killed in the Wen Duel? Dare I ask. Are you upright? Others may question me, but you are a person with Jingguo blood on your hands. Even if you live for a thousand years or ten thousand years, you are not qualified to question me! "
"Well said!"
Everyone in Jingguo was filled with indignation. Fang Yun had said what the Jingguo people had been thinking about for many years!
After so many years, Jingguo finally had a genius who was better than Gyeongo in all aspects. They could finally hold their heads high and say these words.
In the past, when the Jingguo people said these words, it was just the wailing of the weak, and it was a humiliation. But now, it was a blow to their souls!
It was even a condescending disdain!
Even Ji Zhibai, who hated Fang Yun, could not help but clench his fists when he heard Fang Yun's words. However, when he remembered that his teacher was Prime Minister Zuo, and that he was actually a disciple of the Sage of Zong, he quietly relaxed his fists.
Prime Minister Zuo looked at Fang Yun and could not hide the admiration in his eyes. However, this admiration disappeared in a flash and was replaced by a strong sense of enmity. Soon, he became indifferent.
Qu Hange was originally a hot-tempered person. When he heard Fang Yun's words, he was furious. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent.
This was not an ordinary place. There were many scholars in the audience, and it was also the battlefield of the Literary War between the two countries. What happened today would definitely be recorded in the history books!
No matter who won or lost, to Qu Hange, the Literary Name would be tarnished, and it would leave a bad name in history that no scholar wanted to see.
In the Saint Origin World, tarnishing the Literary Name was equivalent to murdering one's parents.
"Fang Yun, since you are so unwise, then don't blame the Old Man for being ruthless! Today, the Old Man will use the most efficient method to win and defeat you. He will let you know what it means to be the winner and the loser! From today onwards, Gyeongo will not only suppress Jingguo with literature, but also continue to occupy Jingguo's land and achieve the great cause of Gyeongo! "
Fang Yun looked at Qu Hange and said slowly, "After last year's Chinese Valentine's Day, until now, more than half a year ago, Gyeongo only sent three teams to Jingguo to compete. Two of them won and one lost. But this year, not a single Gyeongo person came to Jingguo to compete, fight, or fight! Oh, and in the past two years, the number of Gyeongo people who were directly or indirectly destroyed by me has exceeded the number of Jingguo people who were harmed by Gyeongo! Finally, the great cause is not in Gyeongo, but in Jingguo! "
"You …" Qu Hange felt as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head. His aura was gone and his eyes were filled with hatred after being humiliated.
After all, Qu Hange was a veteran on the battlefield. Even if he was furious, he still took a deep breath to suppress the chaos in his heart. His cloudy eyes finally became extremely bright, even brighter than a child's eyes.
Waves of terrifying aura emanated from his body, and his eyes were soon covered by a thin layer of blood red. There seemed to be a rolling river of blood in his eyes, and countless demons and barbarians were howling in agony in the river.
As early as fifty years ago, Qu Hange was already a poet and a warrior bathed in blood!
"Fang Yun, this is where you will be defeated!" Qu Hange said firmly.
"Mr. Qu, please enlighten me." Fang Yun said politely.
Light flashed in front of him. Fang Yun blinked instinctively and then found himself in a strange place.
This was the top of a mountain. There was a light fog in front of him and below was a cliff. If an ordinary person fell down, he would definitely be smashed into pieces.
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