My wife is a sword god

It is true that a sage of literature can memorize 10,000 volumes of books, but this memorization must be memorizing the contents of the books. Who would have nothing better to do than to memorize the page and line of the content?

Even the people in the Imperial College and the people watching from the stage did not expect Qin Feng to do this.

"What kind of question is this?!" the man said anxiously.

"Don't you claim to be able to recite history books by heart? This question is also related to history books. If you can't answer it, just admit defeat." Qin Feng said lightly.

The man racked his brains to recall, but he could only vaguely remember that the content was in the first half of the history book. Not to mention the line, he couldn't even answer the page.

In a hurry, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, since you want to play this way, I will play this way with you.

The first question you asked me before was in..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and replied directly: "Page 73, line 8 of "Beitong Wild History".

"What?!" The man was confused again.

At the Imperial College, Mo Jijiu's face was extremely gloomy: "Pretending."

How could he believe that a person could remember the page and line of the book exactly?

The man naturally didn't believe it, and hurriedly took out "Beitong Wild History" from the space treasure, and then turned to the page number Qin Feng mentioned.

Looking carefully, the book fell to the ground, and he was stunned on the spot: "That's right."

How could it be? !

Everyone was shocked.

The man still didn't believe it, just thought that the other party had written down the page and line number of his question in advance, just to catch him off guard.

So he shamelessly said: "The one just now doesn't count, I haven't finished asking the question, you answered, how do you know I want to ask the number of pages and lines?"

When the people heard this, the audience booed continuously.

The man's face turned red, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "If you can tell me which page and which line of the book the sixth question I asked is from, I will admit defeat!"

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, then confidently replied, "Page 98, line 17 of Tianyuan Tongjian."

The man had already taken out the history book, and then turned to the page Qin Feng mentioned again. The book fell to the ground again, and he staggered back, looking unbelievable.

"Yes, I lost."

As soon as the voice fell, the cheers of the people came one after another.

In sharp contrast, the faces of the Imperial College were extremely ugly.

The man returned to the team in dejection and said ashamedly, "I am not talented, and I have lost the face of the Imperial College."

Although Mo Jijiu was angry, in order to maintain the morale of the army, he comforted him, "It doesn't matter. No one expected that he was so good at history in addition to medical skills and craftsmanship.

Whoever goes next, don't take it lightly."

The first battle was defeated, and it was a complete defeat.

Everyone in the Imperial College lost their initial confidence and became a little timid.

What if the other party is also very good at what he has learned besides history?

Today's incident will surely be known to everyone in Fengtian City, and no one wants to lose face.

"Brother Lin, why don't you go?"

"Brother Xiao, you are joking. I am not as talented and learned as Brother Liu."

"I still need to prepare. I will come again in the next game."

Mo Jijiu heard this and shouted angrily: "You are afraid before the battle. Are you worthy of being called a student of the Imperial College?"

He glanced at several people and pointed at the man surnamed Lin and said: "You go!"

"Yes, Lord Mo." The man surnamed Lin replied reluctantly.

After a competition, the result was not unexpected. Qin Feng won again.

The cheers of the people were deafening, and the faces of everyone in the Imperial College were extremely ugly.

Then it was the third and fourth games again. Qin Feng won all of them without exception, and with a crushing momentum!

Everyone was shocked beyond words. It was fine if he was proficient in history, but he was also so good at miscellaneous subjects such as governing the country, the six arts, water conservancy and geology?

Is there nothing that Master Qin doesn't know?

The students of the Hanmen Academy stared with wide eyes, with admiration in their eyes, and they were proud of it.

Their Master Qin can do everything!

In the carriage, the beauty was surprised and said, "Sir, that man is so young, how can he know everything?"

The prince couldn't answer either, and could only sigh, "Brother Qin really can't be judged by common sense."

On the other side, in the Dengtian Tower, Yang Qian and Fei Xun were naturally paying attention to this academic dispute.

At first, they were also quite worried, afraid that Junior Brother Qin would lose face in front of everyone.

But as the competition progressed, this worry turned into sympathy for the people of the Imperial College.

There was really no one who could fight on the side of the Imperial College.

"But I didn't expect that Junior Brother Qin's learning was so miscellaneous?" Fei Xun asked curiously.

After thinking for a while, Yang Qian replied, "Did you forget that Junior Brother Qin has been through the Imperial Academy? The passage of time there is different from the outside world.

No one knows how many books he has read in there. This time, the Imperial Academy has really shot itself in the foot.

Huh? It seems that Mo Jijiu's student is going to play in person. I remember that person is called Tang Fei, the son of the Minister of War, and is good at..."

"The Art of War." Fei Xun showed sympathy and shook his head regretfully.

"It's outrageous. You really bring shame to our Imperial Academy!

You are a person from the Imperial Academy, but you can't even beat an outsider?" Mo Jijiu couldn't stand it anymore and shouted.

Everyone lowered their heads when they heard it.

At this time, Tang Fei smiled and said, "Master, don't be angry. He has fought more than ten battles in a row, and the Wenxintai has consumed a lot of his literary energy. At this moment, he must have been willing but not strong enough.

I will go up now to dampen his spirit and make him lose face.

And when he is most high-spirited, in front of everyone, give him a defeat, maybe it will be able to shatter his Wenxintai with one blow."

Tang Fei said the last sentence in a low voice, which is exactly the ultimate purpose of launching an academic dispute!

"Okay, I believe you won't let me down."

Under the guidance of Wenxintai, Tang Fei flew up to the high platform, still with that harmless smile on his face.

Qin Feng's face was slightly gloomy. He knew that this person was different from the previous opponents and was not easy to deal with.

Tang Fei said, "Brother Qin is indeed amazing. I have never seen anyone who can make achievements in so many academic fields.

But. Your victory should stop here."

After a pause, Tang Fei glanced at the people below the stage and said, "Comparing knowledge and citing classics is still just a theoretical stage. I want to compete with Brother Qin in something different."

After the voice fell, he waved his right hand, and a black chessboard rose in the wind.

In Fengtian City, at the residence of Duke Liu, Liu Tianlu, who had been watching the academic dispute with his eyesight far beyond that of ordinary people, said in surprise, "Hundred Soldiers Martial Arts Plate?"