The two green mountains were about a thousand feet high, and the two people on the top of the mountain were about a thousand feet away from each other. The mountain walls were straight up and down, and were very steep. Below the two mountain walls, there was a small river gurgling, and the sound of flowing water reached Fang Yun's ears.
Fang Yun looked at Qu Hange at the top of the mountain and pondered. The terrain was too strange. The distance between the two of them formed a delicate balance. At present, it seemed that neither of them could launch an effective attack.
However, if one of them accidentally fell, he would be at a disadvantage and would be attacked fiercely by the person at the top of the mountain.
If no one went down the mountain, the two of them would be in a stalemate unless they had special means. After all, they were both Jinshi. The power that they could use to attack a thousand feet away was limited and monotonous.
For Hanlin, a thousand feet was a normal distance, but for Grand Secretaries, a thousand feet was considered close combat.
"God is helping me!" Qu Hange laughed. His face was full of joy, as if victory was in his hands.
Fang Yun slowly adjusted his breathing. Although the Lord of Pestilence was strong, his medical power and the Divine Moon Stone could completely suppress the Lord of Pestilence.
Qu Hange in front of him might not be as strong as the Lord of Pestilence, but Fang Yun had repeatedly browsed through Qu Hange's information. His only weakness was that he was old and not suitable for a long battle of literature. Other than that, he had no other weaknesses.
Qu Hange not only had many poems entered the third realm, but he was also good at playing the zither and defending chess. Their cooperation was flawless.
Fang Yun not only did not have the power to suppress him, he might even be suppressed!
Qu Hange had too much experience and battle experience. He had watched nine of Fang Yun's literary battles in a row. He had seen through it thoroughly and must have found a way to suppress him.
Even if Fang Yun had the upper hand in the previous battle with Qu Hange, after nine literary battles. His advantage would disappear.
At the last moment, Fang Yun did not panic. Instead, he was calmer. Qu Hange might have a powerful trump card, or he might have temporarily gained power for this literary battle. However, he had not lost yet!
If there was an enemy in front, he would kill. If he won, that was all!
There was something. It was that simple!
Failure? There was no need to think about it!
Fang Yun's eyes slowly brightened. They were as bright as stars, as if they were the two sources of light in this world.
Qu Hange's turbid eyes had become bright and spirited. His body was still old, but if one only looked at his eyes, one would mistake him for a young man in his early twenties.
Qu Hange noticed the change in Fang Yun's attitude. He smiled coldly and said, "Old Man is not a talkative person. But before you fail, I will give you a chance. As long as you withdraw from the literary battle, I can declare it a draw and leave some face for the great Xusheng! If you persist in going about things the wrong way. This is the best time for the Old Man to defeat the Duke and leave his name in history! "
"If you had spent your time and effort on the Confucian classics, I'm afraid you would have become a Hanlin by now," Fang Yun said with a smile.
Qu Hange's expression changed drastically!
"You … how dare you humiliate me!" Qu Hange questioned loudly.
"There's nothing humiliating about it. I'm just telling the truth. You've already entered the literary battle, but you're still talking about these things. You're asking for humiliation! "Fang Yun's tone was extremely calm, as if he was just talking about a very normal thing.
During the conversation, Fang Yun, as usual, first wrote a poem to summon the sword. Then, he wrote a poem to hide the sword. Then, he was ready to summon the Lianshi Assassin and the White Horse Hero. He was fully prepared without the slightest carelessness.
Qu Hange narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Fang Yun like a tiger hunting for food. He said slowly, "What I said before was not to provoke you, nor to disturb your mind. But you don't know what's good for you. You treat kindness as malice. You don't respect your elders and you don't know humility. Old Man will teach you a lesson today!"
After Qu Hange finished speaking, he took out a zither from the Hubei and placed it on the zither frame.
This was a Hanlin Literary Zither. It was shaped like the Shennong Zither. The body of the zither was wide and heavy. After it was refined into a Literary Treasure, the sound it made was like a tiger's roar.
Fang Yun observed carefully. This was the "Yiyin Zither" that Qu Hange often used. However, he had just changed a layer of paint. Although it was not as good as the Thunder Zither, its power was greatly improved!
For a zither master of the third state, this meant that if he were to fight with the other ten elders of the Grand Scholar Stage, his chances of winning would increase to 70%!
Then, Qu Hange took out a chessboard and threw it gently. It floated above the seven-string zither and rotated slowly.
The chessboard emitted a faint white light like a piece of white jade. However, the pattern on the jade was very special. The real mountain topography and river flow of Gyeongo appeared on it, forming a natural geographical map of the mountains and rivers.
This was Gyeongo's specialty, the Mountain Chessboard.
Fang Yun had obtained a Mountain Chessboard last year. However, it was just an unfinished product. It did not integrate battle poems into it and did not form a real Literary Treasure. Qu Hange's chessboard had already been refined into a Literary Treasure.
There was nothing special about the Mountain Chessboard. Fang Yun then looked at the Go Jar.
On both sides of the chessboard, there was a Go Jar made of red wood.
When Qu Hange took out the Go Literary Treasure, the chess masters of various countries on the viewing platform exclaimed.
Their eyes did not fall on the chessboard, but on the Go Jar.
"Oh my god, why does he have the legendary Dragon-Sparrow Twins?"
"Look at the Go Jar carefully. On the black Go Jar, there is a dragon resting with its eyes closed. On the white Go Jar, there is a Fire Sparrow lying on it, flapping its wings and about to fly. For thousands of years, the human race has only had a dozen pairs of Dragon-Sparrow Twins. There are definitely no more than eight pairs left! "
"Gyeongo is too cruel. He actually used such a Literary Treasure!"
"The value of the Dragon-Sparrow Twins is even higher than the Ancient Zither with Thunder Stone Paint! Fang Xusheng is at a disadvantage. "
"This chessboard and the Dragon-Sparrow Twins are equivalent to three Literary Treasures. With the addition of the Ancient Zither, it is equivalent to four Literary Treasures, which is equivalent to one more Literary Treasure! Fortunately, a Go Literary Treasure is equivalent to two Literary Treasures in a Literary Battle. If it is equivalent to one Literary Treasure, then the Literary Battle will become the world of chess scholars. "
"If I am not wrong, the Dragon-Sparrow Twins should belong to His Majesty, Zong Sheng. They were placed in the Zong Family's old mansion and were baptized by Zong Sheng's power. I am afraid that they are Literary Treasures of the Grand Scholar level."
"This is the scary thing about chess scholars. Once they reach a high level, they may not be able to use a Go Jar that is too powerful, but they can change the Go Jar to one that is two Literary Treasures. There is no doubt that the Dragon-Sparrow Twins are equivalent to two Literary Treasures of the Grand Scholar level! "
"Gyeongo is willing to lose face for the sake of victory."
"Is face more important than a state?"
"Look, Fang Yun is still very calm. It must be hard for him. At such a young age, he has the heart of a country and a state on his shoulders. In the end, he encountered an enemy that is absolutely impossible to defeat. Sigh … "
"However, even so, Fang Xusheng still has the strength to fight!"
At the same time, Qu Hange smiled proudly and pointed at Fang Yun.
"The four sides of the Heaven and Earth are called Yu, and the past and present are called Zhou. If you follow the Dao, you will be lucky. If you do not, you will be doomed! "
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