Qu Hange's body turned into light and dissipated. He died in the literary battle. Bang!
The literary battlefield dissipated. Only Fang Yun stood in the center of the valley in front of millions of scholars.
Around Fang Yun, there was still a faint red mist floating.
Many scholars who did not like killing frowned. The killing intent of this poem was too strong. Fortunately, it was only in the first realm. If it was in the second realm or even higher realm, the killing power would be terrifying.
The scholars, who often fought with the demons and barbarians, kept thinking about the scene just now after their excitement, because this poem was too unusual!
General Zhou Junhu said in a low voice, "When Fang Xusheng comes back, we must ask him in detail about the effect of this poem. This kind of battle poem that can change between reality and illusion is more precious than the assassination poem itself. It can only be shown in the battle poems of great scholars."
General Chen Zhixu nodded and said, "Just now, many people neglected the most important part of this matter. After hundreds of thousands of chess players joined forces, Fang Xusheng used this battle poem to turn reality into illusion. He was unharmed by the weapons, but his real body broke through the chess world and flew hundreds of feet to kill Qu Hange. After that, he could return to his original position. From now on, from the Jinshi stage, the human race will have one more battle technique … the Mortal World Style? "
"When the literary battle is over, this poem will definitely appear in the divine temples everywhere. We will study it immediately and know the magic of this poem."
"If this poem is really made into a literary treasure and released instantly, it will not only be an assassination poem, but also a teleportation poem that can instantly escape from the original position. It will also be a poem that can kill unexpectedly."
"The only flaw is that we have to face the danger personally. If we are not careful, we may die."
"That may not be the case. Since this poem can turn reality into illusion, it can also turn illusion into reality. But, that can only be done in the second realm. "
While everyone was talking, they heard a loud sound that sounded like a bell.
"The literary battle of Gyeongo, Fang Yun wins ten victories!"
Then, the entire observatory and valley began to shrink from the outside to the inside. The spectators also transformed into motes of light as they were sent out of Eastern Sage's literary world.
Fang Yun blinked and discovered that he had already left the Eastern Sacred Literature World and returned to the State College of Arts in Xiang Prefecture. The scholars from the two countries who had entered the State College of Arts had also returned to their original places.
The Wen Battle began at noon. The sun had already set in the west, and the afterglow scattered across the land. The sky was blue, and it had not yet turned dark.
There were two corpses on the ground. One of them was Qiu Chongshan. He left peacefully with a faint smile on his face. His hair and clothes were neat and tidy.
The other corpse belonged to Qu Hange, the tenth person of the Wen Battle. His head was separated from his body and his eyes were bulging out. His blood flowed all over the ground. He died a horrible death.
The Gyeongo people present looked at Qu Hange and suddenly felt sad.
Qiu Chongshan had passed away. Fang Yun took the lead to observe a moment of silence, and the scholars of the Ten Nations were all moved. But Qu Hange's death was like the wind passing by without a trace. Everyone seemed to have forgotten his death and was talking about the battle poem.
He Ludong, who came with Fang Yun, asked, "Fang Xusheng. Can you tell me the title of this poem? "
"Let's call it 'Red Dust Kill'," Fang Yundao said.
"'Red Dust Kill' will appear in the Sacred Temple of Xiangzhou soon. I must learn it in advance," He Ludong said.
Kang Ha-chuan stroked his beard and looked at the sky in the distance before sighing softly. He said, "Xiangzhou has returned to Jingguo again!"
Everyone present was stunned. The people of Jingguo were extremely emotional, but the people of Gyeongo had extremely interesting expressions.
The Qing Emperor's face was flushed with anger. He was like a volcano that was about to erupt, but no matter how angry he was, he couldn't say a word because he was the king of Gyeongo.
Some officials looked at the Qing Emperor and revealed expressions of pity and reluctance. A few years ago, the Qing Kingdom had lost much of its land to the Wu Kingdom in a civil war. However, the Wu Kingdom was a truly powerful country. Winners were kings and losers were bandits. The Qing people could not blame the Qing Emperor.
However, now that Gyeongo had lost a state to Jingguo, which had been weak for many years, Gyeongo would definitely be shocked. The anger of losing a lot of land would erupt. They didn't dare to point their fingers at the Zong Sheng and could only point it at the Qing Emperor.
At this moment, Zong Wuyuan and the other members of the Zong Family were no longer in the mood to care about the Qing Emperor. The ordinary people of Gyeongo might scold the Qing Emperor, but the scholars of the various nations were clear. They knew that this time, the Zong Family had failed to seize Fang Yun's Divine Path. They had gone for wool and come home shorn. They had lost a state and might even lose the Bamboo Mountain Prefecture where the Zong Sheng had appeared.
In the past, the conflict between the Zong Family and Fang Yun had only slightly damaged the Literary Name. This time, however, they had suffered a huge setback.
Fang Yun had trampled on Gyeongo and the Zong Family to announce a fact to the world.
Whoever broke Fang Yun's Divine Path, died!
Failure was failure. No matter what Gyeongo and the Zong Family did, they couldn't change the outcome of Fang Yun's ten victories in the Literary Battle.
The most frightening thing was that the group of scholars who had come to watch the show had received the powerful "Red Dust Kill" for free. They were once again grateful to Fang Yun and would definitely not speak up for Gyeongo and the Zong Family.
He Ludong suddenly laughed and said, "Congratulations to Fang Xusheng. Xiangzhou and the Bamboo Mountain Prefecture will give you at least 100 counties! If there are no accidents, 50 counties will be used for the court examinations! This year's court examinations ranked 51st to 100th. When they see you in the future, they will probably have to call you teacher! "
Kang Ha-chuan laughed and added, "Being promoted from an ordinary Grand Scholar to a Grand Scholar in the court examinations and receiving such great benefits for free, it wouldn't be right if they didn't call you teacher!"
The Left Prime Minister was slightly better, but Ji Zhibai's face instantly turned ashen.
Every year, the various factions in Jingguo would choose a few new Grand Scholars to strengthen their faction. The Left Prime Minister's faction had already contacted many of this year's Grand Scholars.
Among the Grand Scholars ranked 51st to 100th, 30 of them had already expressed that they would consider joining the Left Prime Minister's faction.
But once this matter was out, those 30 people didn't need to consider anymore. They would probably go to Fang Yun's residence in groups tonight. Whether Fang Yun would accept them or not, they would definitely go against the Left Prime Minister's faction because of Fang Yun's kindness!
In a way, these 50 Grand Scholars could be considered as Fang Yun's disciples!
As for the 5 people who would definitely join the Left Prime Minister's faction, it was because their elders were originally part of the faction. They might not be able to betray the faction now, but because they had received such a huge favor from Fang Yun, they would definitely not side with the Left Prime Minister's faction in the future.
After achieving success in Xiangzhou, Fang Yun had unintentionally cut off the Left Prime Minister's faction's ability to recruit new blood.
If Fang Yun caused trouble again next year, and another batch of disciples appeared, the Left Prime Minister's faction would be greatly weakened in the next 3 to 5 years. In the end, they might not even be able to hold onto their base in Mizhou.
He Ludong's words made the rest of the Jingguo people extremely excited. Because entering the court examinations meant that they would definitely enter the Sea of Knowledge. Furthermore, if they were led by someone who entered the Sea of Knowledge, most of them would be able to obtain the Heart of Knowledge. This would increase the strength of Jingguo!
If this happened every year, in less than 20 years, even if Fang Yun didn't do anything, Jingguo would be able to compete with Gyeongo!
At this moment, Eastern Sage's voice came from the sky.
"The Fang Family's Library has brought blessings to all living beings. It is truly a good deed. This act and the works will be protected by the Notre-Dame. In the next 10 years, no other country can copy the Fang Family's Library and no one can obstruct it. Violators will be severely punished! "
Fang Yun smiled slightly. This was the real reason why he had won the civil war.
Through this victory, he could intimidate the aristocratic families and give Eastern Sage an excuse to protect the Fang Family's Library. This would also give the aristocratic families a way out.
10 years was enough for the Fang Family's Library to take root in the human race!
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