Saint of the Confucian way

Whether it's an old man in his 70s or 80s or a few year old children, a woman or a girl who hasn't come out of the cabinet, a scholar or an illiterate, they all gather behind Fang Yun and move forward.

Fang Yun, like their spiritual pillar and the brightest Wenqu star in the night, led them to the gate of the Academy of Arts.

The gate of the literary academy was surrounded by a spacious open space with cloth strips. As a challenge arena for competition, more than a dozen officers guarded around the open space, which was full of blood.

In the challenge arena, four Ju people and five scholars of Qingguo sat in chairs. Opposite them sat some officials of Jingguo. Each official's face was as heavy as water, and Feng Yuanjun of the Provincial Academy of literature had the worst face.

Outside the challenge arena, a scholar of Jingguo was held by several people and was wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth. There was a large pool of blood on the ground in front of him.

An arrogant voice came from the side door of the literary academy.

"Hahaha, Jingguo losers, are you here to die? Fool! Jingguo people, you just kneel down in front of us and kowtow for mercy. If you say Jingguo is not as good as our country, we will spare you."

"What are you looking at? But you're still a person. Fang Yun's shrinking turtle still doesn't dare to come, not even you. Why? Very angry? I'm Qingguo Feng Shaoyu, and I'm not convinced to hit me!"

Of the nine scholars in Qingguo, most of them were expressionless except two who were smiling, but two frowned and were very dissatisfied with Feng Shaoyu's words.

When Fang Yun heard this, he knew that Feng Shaoyu was probably a strategist. Sometimes he was full of words, saying that what was dead was alive and that what was alive was dead. However, when it was necessary, such as when the two countries were negotiating or fighting, he would provoke each other in various ways to obtain the greatest benefits.

Moreover, the words of politicians are full of courage and talent, which is easy to deceive or annoy others.

Everyone here knows that Shaoyu is arrogant on the surface. In fact, what he did was to attract Fang Yun. It can never be so arrogant. But even if they knew he was like this, many people couldn't help it.

"Feng Shaoyu, right? I hit you!" Fang Yun said as he walked forward.

The officials quickly stood up and looked at Fang Yun with surprise and joy.

"Who are you?" Feng Shaoyu looked disdainful, but his eyes were extremely alert, obviously not as arrogant as they seemed.

"Jing Guofang Yun!"

Fang Yun said and walked to the challenge arena surrounded by the guards.

All the nine Qingguo people stood up, and the letter of Shaoyu not only showed no anger, but showed a touch of joy in the success of treachery.

"Hahaha, Fang Yun, no matter how talented you are, you have not been led out by me?" Feng Shaoyu continued to sneer.

Fang Yun calmly said, "no matter what you say, you won't annoy me. As for the matter that you led me out, I believe you will regret when you hit you."

"Ha ha! Hit me? Well, as long as you win the literary fight, I'll let you fight! It's no problem to kill me! However, my seal of Shaoyu is also a solution for one state. You have to surpass at least one scholar to be qualified to compete with me. Don't blame me for being cruel and cruel at that time!"

At last, Feng Shaoyu's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Fang Yun said, "well, I'll see your ruthlessness first, and then hit you." then Fang Yun looked at the nine Qingguo people.

"Qingguo scholar, who will fight with me first?" Fang Yun straightened up and raised his chin slightly. A sharp breath like a sword blade came out through his body, which hurt Qingguo people's eyes.

Qingguo people were surprised. They guessed that Fang Yun's talent or Wengong was too powerful, so the leaked breath formed a real deterrent.

I saw a young man in black walking up to him. He threw his hands at Fang Yun and said, "Fang maocai, everyone is their own master. I have to repay my kindness and have to participate in the literary fight. I have offended you. I hope you will forgive me."

"People from the Xi family?" Fang Yun asked.

"Xi Mo Lu."

"Do you want to pollute the Xi family with your despicable behavior?"

"Fang maocai, you misunderstood me. I'm not here for you, just to help our friends celebrate our country. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you or tarnish the name of the Xi family." Xi Mo recorded.

Fang Yun sneered and said: "Qingguo people humiliate the innocent women of Jingguo, but you don't do it; Qingguo has suppressed Jingguo for more than ten years in order to annex Jingguo; our country is bleeding and weeping and angry against the barbarians, but you don't do it! Now, you bully Jingguo people, and you do it! If you fight with us for the holy way and have a relationship with the holy way foundation of a family, I don't have a word He said, "but you are a disciple of the semi holy family who has come to humiliate and hurt the people of Jingguo. Now what's the face? Don't you do it? I do it!"

Ximolu was ashamed and annoyed. He was ashamed that he really shouldn't come to Jingguo, because the semi holy family rarely actively participated in the literary battle between the two countries. He either planned behind his back or argued with other semi holy families in the holy yard. He was annoyed that he was a child of the semi holy family after all and had never been so humiliated, especially the other was a poor child.

Fang Yun paused for a moment and took a serious look at the ten Qingguo people. His eyes became brighter than the Wenqu star in the sky. There was a great spirit of shining the world with talent, and then slowly said something that shocked the whole audience.

"I want people all over the world to know that our king people can be defeated, but not humiliated! Therefore, I will let ten of you lose here one by one to wash away the humiliation of our king country. When I become a scholar, I will personally cross the river and fight to celebrate the country! When I become a scholar, I will fight with ten governments and seize the land of one state of the country! I want all scum of the human race to know that you can't afford to insult me, It will also be recorded in history books and become a laughing stock for generations! Only in this way can you hurt, and only in this way can you scum dare not fight inside! "

"You..." Feng Shaoyu was about to speak, and Fang Yun immediately interrupted.

"Shut up! Aren't you Qingguo Feng Shaoyu? It's enough to be beaten! Which scholar came first? What do you say!" Fang Yun's eyes fell on the five scholars.

The five scholars are older than Fang Yun, and they are all maocai of the same government, but at the moment, they are pressed to death by Fang Yun's momentum, and no one dares to speak.

Ximolu stared at Fang Yun. He didn't expect Fang Yun to be so fearless and make such a great oath. Once he made achievements in the "holy way of courage" in the future, it will be thousands of miles a day and no one can stop it.

What's more, he didn't expect that Fang Yun not only dared to fight against a country, but also wanted to fight a state. Even Qi Guoshi, the leader of the current ten countries, could hardly do a state, and could only be slowly annexed by one government.

There was a moment of silence before the literary academy. A scholar in Qingguo stepped forward, bowed his hand to Fang Yun and said, "you and I are both scholars and have no courage, so I'm not as brave as literature. I know your poetry is the best scholar in ten countries, and I won't be stupid enough to compete with you. Therefore, I want to compete with you!"

Fang Yun looked calm and asked, "how many people did you hurt and kill in Jingguo before?"

The scholar was nervous and didn't dare to answer. Feng Yuanjun on one side immediately said, "he hurt seven scholars in Jingguo. One of them was cut off by his war poems, two were in a coma and four were slightly injured."

Fang Yun nodded and said, "well, let's start."

Holding his official seal, Feng Yuanjun said slowly: "Since it's literary talent, I'll explain the rules. I use my official seal to gather talent from the holy temple to control the vitality of one side of heaven and earth for you two to rob. You two can only use an inch of talent at most. The more stable the literary palace is and the more solid the talent is, the more the vitality of heaven and earth is controlled. The more the vitality of heaven and earth is controlled, the stronger the impact of vitality is formed."

Fang Yun knew the rules for a long time. This way of literary fighting was originally used by the holy academy to encourage people to stabilize the literary palace and refine their talents, so as to prevent students from ignoring the foundation in pursuit of the amount of talents, resulting in the collapse of talents and the fragmentation of the literary Palace in the high literary position.

Feng Yuanjun stopped for a moment and asked, "do you two have any questions?"

"No doubt," the two answered together.

"OK. I will preside over this literary fight on behalf of the holy temple. I will never favor anyone. If you feel unfair, you can ask the holy judge or go to the holy court to appeal. The impact of vitality is extremely dangerous, and you two still have a chance to repent."

They looked at each other and didn't speak.

When the night wind blew, everyone moved lightly. Everyone shut up and quietly watched Fang Yun's first literary fight.

"In that case, the literary fight began!" Feng Yuanjun held up the official seal, which flew into the air and released a hemispherical transparent vitality shield with a diameter of three feet, covering the two people inside.

Fang Yun and the scholar bowed their hands to each other and straightened up.

The scholar said in a dignified way: "the decline of the kingdom of Jing is even defeated by the barbarians. Such a weak country is the shame of the human race. We are glad to accept the kingdom of Jing. It is natural and just, and benevolence and righteousness are all there!"

After saying the reason, the scholar suddenly blew a strong wind, his clothes made a noise, and there was a tendency to spread outward.

Fang Yun said, "I fight with you just to seal up and catch less fish!"

When Fang Yun finished, the wind around the scholar suddenly dissipated and his clothes didn't move.

Before the crowd could react, Fang Yun suddenly made a harsh sound of air burst all over his body. The strong wind swept through him. He saw that the scholar was like being hit by an invisible cow demon. His body flew upside down and slammed into the invisible shield, making a sound of bone fragmentation. Then he vomited blood in his mouth and fell down along the shield, unconscious.

The whole audience was silent. Fang Yunming had become a scholar for less than three months, but he could mobilize at least three times the strength of the other party, indicating that his talent and stability of Wengong were at least three times that of the other party.

This is the first time Jingguo has won since Qingguo people set up a literary arena in front of the Academy of Arts, and it has won so cleanly.

"OK!" Fang Yun's classmates suddenly shouted.

"Fang Yun Wan Sheng!"

"Fang Yun is invincible!"

The crowd around the Academy was like an explosion, roaring wildly, and all the resentment erupted completely.

The faces of Feng Yuanjun and other officials have been dark for four or five days, but now they have become extremely ruddy. They clearly want to keep serious, but they can't hide the smile on their faces.

At this moment, the will of all Jingguo people seems to be integrated and invincible forever.

Feng Shaoyu's eyes flashed a touch of horror, but he immediately returned to normal, and then smiled in a low voice.

"No wonder the top can't wait to send us to fight, and even let me do everything! Sure enough! Fang Yun, you have done something that Li Wenying can't do!"