"Grand Scholar Fang Yun, here to participate in the Mitani Lien Chan Grand Scholar Selection." Fang Yun cupped his hands and felt a white light enveloping him. Then, his Divine Will left his body. Just like when he went up the Book Hill, his vision turned black and he arrived at a large drill ground.
The drill ground was three miles long and wide. There were stone stairs around it. More than a hundred outstanding Grand Scholars from various countries were standing nearby. There were also four Grand Scholars and two Grand Scholars.
There were also some High Scholars who were standing on the stairs and did not leave.
Fang Yun glanced past the two great Confucians and recognized them as the two elders of the Disciplinary Hall and War Hall. One of them was Gao Mo, the great Confucian of the school of Legalism, while the other was He Qionghai, the great Confucian of the school of Military. Both of them had white hair, but their faces were ruddy and their eyes were spirited. They only nodded gently when they saw Fang Yun, not giving him any special treatment.
Fang Yun looked at the people around him and scanned them. Most of them were famous Grand Scholars of the human race. Some of them were in Ning An City a few days ago and left after the Chongyang Literary Gathering.
Other than a few young people who were in their early twenties, most of them were old Grand Scholars who were in their forties. There were even some who were in their nineties.
There were many geniuses who became Grand Scholars with Fang Yun last year, such as Yan Yukong and Li Fanming. However, they were too young and did not have enough battle experience. They did not qualify for the Three Valleys Selection.
The High Scholars Selection had been completed. After the Grand Scholars Selection, the Hanlin Selection would begin.
When they saw Fang Yun, many Grand Scholars were delighted and quickly walked over.
"Brother Fang!"
"Fang Xusheng!"
"Fang Zhenguo!"
Fang Yun returned the greetings one by one. Fang Yun recognized the Seven Sons of Notre-Dame. There were also some middle-aged Grand Scholars who had participated in the Grand Scholar Selection. Both sides were friendly.
The rest of the old Grand Scholars did not interact with Fang Yun. However, a few special people came over to greet him.
They were all from Gyeongo, and they were Fang Yun's opponents in the literary battle in Xiangzhou!
There was Zhang Huzhu, who was good at painting, Mo Zhao, who was very good at mechanical beasts, Yin Qi, who was good at using poison, and Zong Jibing, who was still fresh in Fang Yun's memory. This person had the bloodline of the Ice Tribe in the Ten Cold Ancient Land and had obtained the power of the Great Saint of the Ice Tribe to form the Quasi-Saint Star Position. Fang Yun defeated him after a hard battle, and this person was a strong contender for the next generation of Grand Scholars.
Although these people had a literary battle with Fang Yun, they didn't care. There were grudges between them, but there was no hostility between them today.
Looking at them, Fang Yun was reminded of Qiu Chongshan, who had the Ancient Flood Dragon Tooth Spear. Qiu Chongshan had passed away during the Wen War to fulfill his wish. Qu Hange, who tried to crush Fang Yun's sharp tongue, was killed by Fang Yun with Red Dust Kill.
Zong Jibing came with Gyeongo's Grand Scholars. He had the bloodline of the Ice Tribe, so his skin was white and his eyes were blue. Although he wasn't tall, his body was very strong, and he didn't look like an old Grand Scholar at all.
"Zong Jibing greets Fang Xusheng." Zong Jibing greeted Fang Yun politely.
"Greetings Fang Xusheng!" The Gyeongo's Grand Scholars greeted Fang Yun, but they didn't dare to break the rules.
"Greetings, Mr. Zong. Greetings, Gyeongo's Grand Scholars. "Fang Yun politely returned the greeting.
Zong Jibing said, "I hope that Mitani Lien Chan and Fang Xusheng can go hand in hand and defeat the Barbarians!"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I heard that Mr. Zong has improved a few days ago. Mr. Zong has a better chance. "
"It's nothing. Old Man can only summon two Star Positions at the same time." Zong Jibing said proudly.
Fang Yun was stunned and said, "It seems that Mr. Zong will be one of the three Grand Scholars this time. Congratulations!"
The Star Positions consumed one's own power in exchange for a part of the power of the Saint Position. It was already very difficult to summon one Star Position, let alone two at the same time. It consumed a lot of Qi, and an ordinary person's body might not be able to withstand it. But there was no doubt. Once two Star Positions were summoned at the same time, the power would be immeasurable in a short period of time.
Zong Jibing had a chance to be one of the ten Grand Scholars, and now that he could summon two Star Positions, he would be one of the top Grand Scholars in the entire human race.
The Grand Scholars nearby congratulated him. Even the Grand Scholars of Wu Guo and other countries who were enemies of Gyeongo were very happy. Now was the time to unite against the enemy. The stronger Zong Jibing was, the more likely Mitani Lien Chan would win.
Fang Yun chatted with the Grand Scholars around him before all the Grand Scholars had arrived.
Not long after, all the Grand Scholars had arrived, including the best Grand Scholars in the Saint Origin World and most of the ancient lands. There were a total of two hundred and twenty-one people.
A cyan-robed Grand Scholar coughed softly. It was like the sound of beautiful jade striking against each other, attracting everyone's attention.
The Grand Scholar glanced at the Grand Scholars and said, "I am the examiner of the Grand Scholars of the Three Valleys. You must have seen the content of the examination, so I will not repeat it. But there is one thing that I want to emphasize … "
Grand Secretary Guo glanced at the Grand Scholars again and said in a more serious tone, "This time, Mitani Lien Chan is more important than the previous ones. If Mitani Lien Chan fails this year, the benefits that the demon race will gain will be immeasurable. As for why this is the case, I will explain it in detail after the Grand Scholars of the Three Valleys are selected. Then, let's not waste any more time and start the selection. The first round of the examination is a battle of words and flying speed. The full score is one hundred. If you score less than fifty, you will be eliminated! Follow me to the drill ground and stand in the designated position! "
Grand Secretary Guo stepped on a white cloud and slowly flew to one side of the drill ground. The two hundred and twenty-one Grand Scholars quickly lined up in a row and looked forward.
There was a red line about a hundred feet in front of them.
Grand Secretary Guo said, "For the first round, without using the Hidden Edge Poem, control the battle of words and fly back and forth ten times. The faster you fly, the higher your score. Since everyone is already prepared, I will not repeat it. Ready … Begin! "
Grand Secretary Guo gave the order and everyone started to spit out their battle of words and swords.
The Sharp Tongue Swords flickered with different radiances, producing explosive sounds that broke through the sound barrier one after another as they flew forward at a terrifying speed.
Hundreds of swords flew at the same time. It was a spectacular sight and filled with a strange sense of beauty.
Fang Yun was multitasking when he spat out the sword with his tongue. He realized that among the two hundred and twenty-one Jinshi, there were more than twenty people who were faster than him. The fastest one was faster than him by five percent. It seemed like a short time, but it was the difference between life and death on the battlefield.
Fang Yun knew that the speed of the sword mainly depended on one's experience, followed by the quality of the sword. These twenty or so Grand Scholars had been practicing the battle of words for more than thirty years. It was normal that they could not beat him.
Although Fang Yun's sword was ranked outside the twenty, his initial speed was extremely fast. After only one breath, he had surpassed all the ancient swords and continued to lead with an absolute advantage.
Everyone present was amazed. They knew that Fang Xusheng's True Dragon Sword was fast. Without the Hidden Edge Poem and additional help, a Grand Scholar could reach the speed of five chimes, which was equivalent to five times the speed of sound. It was the speed of a normal Grand Scholar's True Dragon Sword. However, they did not know how fast it was.
There were many old Grand Scholars present. Some of them had been practicing the battle of words for more than fifty or even sixty years. Reaching the speed of three chimes was their limit. They were left far behind by Fang Yun's True Dragon Sword.
However, most of them could only reach the speed of two chimes.
As a result, an interesting scene occurred in the Drill Ground. When Fang Yun reached the finish line and returned to the starting point, most of the Verbal Swords had not reached the finish line for the first time. Even when Fang Yun reached the finish line for the second time, nearly one-fifth of the Verbal Swords had not even reached the finish line for the first time.
The Grand Scholars were quite discouraged. The first test was like an eagle competing with a flock of chickens.
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