The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The Xun family was furious at Fang Yun's words. This not only meant that the Xun family would lose later, but also that they would lose ten games in a row. They just couldn't refute it. After all, Fang Yun had just shown mercy and saved Xun Gang's life.

The people who came with Fang Yun were laughing secretly. Fang Yun was usually kind, but once he made a move, the Xun family was far from being able to compete.

Xun Gang was carried away, and Shengzhou Mu immediately said: "You Jing people are very busy, and we Qing people naturally understand, so we have to speed up the literary competition and send you back to Jing as soon as possible! The third game begins!"

"Xun Luo, meet Fang Zhenguo." A middle-aged scholar with bright eyes came over and couldn't wait to have a literary competition.

Fang Yun returned the greeting and said: "Meet Brother Xun, please propose a ban." Fang Yun was too lazy to talk about choosing the competition method. As long as the Xun family was not stupid, they would not be able to compete with him in literary courage. Although his talent was not exposed, because he had defeated the scholars of Jing, the Xun family would not come to compete unless there were people with particularly strong talents.

As the literary rank increases, the ways of literary competition will increase, and even music, chess, calligraphy and painting can be included. Take talent as an example. Fang Yun could only use talent to attack in Jiangzhou, but now that he has become a juren, he can use talent to transform into a literary competition.

Fang Yun looked at Xun Luo quietly, wondering what the Xun family would do next. The Xun family was testing in the first game, and used Xun Gang as a trump card in the second game. If the Xun family is wise, they will definitely change their strategy in the third game.

"I choose to fight poetry in the literary competition. My proposal is to only use the juren of the Holy Temple to fight poetry in the literary competition." Xun Luo said.

Fang Yun said: "This proposed ban is invalid, because I have not learned any Juren Battle Poems from the Holy Temple."

Xun Luo immediately responded with an apologetic smile, saying: "I see, ignorance is not a crime, I hope Fang Zhenguo will forgive me, then my new proposed ban is that only newly written Juren Battle Poems can be used."

Fang Yun did not believe Xun Luo's nonsense at all. Xun Luo's previous proposal to ban was obviously a test, and the formal proposal to ban was much more interesting. He did not immediately say his proposed ban, but thought for a moment and figured out the Xun family's strategy.

The Xun family's delaying method failed, and the restriction on Fang Yun's original poems failed, so they used the method of rapid consumption. Speeding up the speed of literary battles is one of them. Now forcing Fang Yun to use Juren Battle Poems instead of Xiucai Battle Poems is to make him consume more talent, energy, literary mind and other forces. Even if Fang Yun is very powerful, if he continues to write Juren Battle Poems with all his literary mind, his status in all aspects will gradually deteriorate.

"Why, Fang Zhenguo is not in a hurry to return to Jingguo?" Xun Luo asked with a smile.

"If it is a literary duel between two countries, one person will compete in one literary duel, and your proposal to ban it is fine. But according to the rules of the Holy Academy, if one person competes in one state or one country, if there are more than one limiting condition for the proposal to ban it and the intention is to consume the other party's talent, the other party has the right to disagree. I did not refute the first proposal to ban it just now, because after all, I am competing in one state, so I am a little polite. But now it is the third game, and you have limited it to "juren battle poems" and "new works", I am sorry that I cannot agree."

The smile on Xun Luo's face finally disappeared. After a little thought, he said: "What you said makes sense, then I propose to change the ban to only use juren battle poems and literary duels."

Fang Yun smiled. Since the other party chose this, he could decide whether it was "new works", "old works", "my own works" or "others' works".

Fang Yun said: "My proposal is to use my own battle poems."

In this way, the two can only use their own juren battle poems, and old works are also OK. Fang Yun does not need to think about new battle poems, and consumes less energy.

"I agree."

Then, the two asked the Holy Temple for help, and the transparent light shield appeared for the third time.

Fang Yunyou wrote quickly and wrote "Dream of War in Wind and Rain".

Lying stiffly in an isolated village, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still think of guarding Luntai for my country. Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron cavalry and the icy river came into my dream!

The original treasure light and the handed-down treasure light appeared.

Without the weak water, this war poem is mediocre. Without a lot of water, the power of the cavalry is also limited. However, this poem not only has two layers of treasure light when used by Fang, but also can use the power of the literary courage. In the case that the opponent has no protective war poem, this war poem can be said to be invincible.

In addition, Fang Yun can control the number of cavalry in this war poem, consuming less talent. Another powerful place is that the location where these cavalry appear can also be selected within twenty feet.

As soon as the poem was completed, ten cavalrymen composed of water appeared out of thin air with ice spears, surrounding Xun Luo six feet away, with the tip of the ice spear pointing directly at Xun Luo's head.

And now, Xun Luo has only recited half a war poem.

The chill was piercing, and Xun Luo almost thought he had been stabbed to death.

"Give up!" Xun Luo surrendered simply, his face was a little pale, his fists were clenched tightly, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

Xun Luo knew that he was here to consume Fang Yun's strength, but he still had a little bit of luck, hoping to defeat Fang Yun. But the reality was too cruel. Not to mention defeating Fang Yun, not to mention making Fang Yun consume more strength, he couldn't even finish writing half a battle poem, which was simply a great shame.

The third game, Fang Yun won.

Everyone in Qingguo was stunned. Although Fang Yun won before, it seemed that he was only stronger than his opponent, not overwhelming, but this time it was simply a ruthless crushing, and Xun Luo had no power to fight back.

If the two were fighting in a literary battle, a fight of life and death, Xun Luo might have died before he even said the word "give up".

"How magnificent! This poem actually has the aura of being handed down from generation to generation. The people of our race can learn new war poems! There is no need to think too much about this poem. If it is sung by the water or in the wind and rain, its power will surely be doubled."

"You guys who entered the Saint Ruins are not surprised at all. It seems that you have all seen Fang Yun use this war poem."

"Not only have I seen it, but I have also been saved by this poem." Li Fanming said, and the big rabbit raised his paw to show that it had also saved his life.

The Xun family had been very confident before, but now Fang Yun has won three games in a row, and each of them was decisive and clean, and some people began to sigh.

"The war poem handed down from generation to generation by a scholar, oh, I..." The person who spoke had a look of regret on his face.

"This, forget it, I won't say it anymore."

More and more Xun family members felt uncomfortable and didn't know what to do.

Any war poem handed down from generation to generation that can be learned by others is a great contribution to the human race, and these scholars will learn it, and perhaps at a certain time, it can save their lives. Anyone can oppose Fang Yun, but learning Fang Yun's poems for free and hoping that Fang Yun will die, no one with a little humanity can do it.

Not only did the Xun family change their mentality, but the attitudes of the nearby Qing people also began to change. The people in front spread what happened to the people behind, and more and more people knew that Fang Yun wrote the famous battle poems.

"Fang Yun can't die." A young Qing person couldn't help but say.

"Not only can't die, if we Qing people hurt him, how can we face learning his battle poems in the future? Now there is only one, what about in the future?"

"The battle poems in the Holy Temple are enough for us to study for a lifetime, one or two more battle poems are nothing."

"You think it's nothing, but I must learn! Fang Yun seems to be deliberately controlling his power, and the power of the sentence "Iron Horses and Ice Rivers Come into Dreams" does not seem to be fully displayed."