The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Time passed minute by minute, and when there was still half an hour left, Xun Li suddenly went crazy, his eyes were red, and he picked up his pen to answer the questions quickly.

"I can't lose! I won't lose! I won't lose!" Xun Li roared in a low voice while using all his strength to answer the questions in writing. His answering speed was much faster than before, but his correct rate was extremely low. Often when he answered the previous question correctly, the next test paper would fly behind him.

Not long after, a bell rang, and the test papers on everyone's desk disappeared, leaving only the silver test paper in front and the withered yellow test paper in the back.

"Can't lose, it's not over yet! Can't lose..." Xun Li muttered quietly while writing with a brush. The paper had disappeared, and black ink formed characters on the table.

Then, voices in the sky began to comment and discuss.

"Kong Deyu, eight for seven. Yun Xunsong, eight for seven. Gui Mingyuan, eight for six..."

Jinshi has a photographic memory and can remember each person's chips after hearing it. Then he adds the chips of ten people from the same country, and then adds them to the chips of the previous two games to get the final chip.

Many people were silently memorizing the numbers and adding them up. It didn't matter at first, but at the end, many Jinshi's expressions changed slightly, and they glanced at the people from Jiaguo, Jingguo and Qingguo from time to time.

After Tian Tian's voice recited all the numbers, a slight crackling sound was heard twice in a row. Xun Li and Lei Shisan's noses began to bleed, and the two of them hurriedly wiped them with their hands.

"How could they lose to Jingguo?" Several students from Qingguo and Jiaguo murmured to themselves.

"The calculation was wrong! I must have made a mistake! It is impossible for both Qingguo and Jiaguo to be inferior to Jingguo! How is it possible? The calculation must be wrong! I have to wait for the final number to be announced!" Xun Li wiped his hands with his hands. Blood, while slowly standing up and walking towards the door.

A Qingguo student hurriedly walked over and helped him along.

This time no one laughed at Xun Li. Kong Deyu and Qiao Juze, who had scolded Xun Li the most before, both stood up calmly and walked out with everyone.

After walking a few steps, Kong Deyu said: "Congratulations to Fang Zhenguo for turning the tide and winning forty points in the Ten Kingdoms Competition. I wish Jingguo achieved seventh place!"

"Congratulations to Confucius Academy for ranking second." Fang Yun said.

The people of Yue State came over with their faces glowing and bowed to Fang Yi to thank him together.

Hu Shang, who had thanked Fang Yun at the beginning of the Ten-Nation Competition, smiled and said: "From now on, you Fang Yun will be our Yue Country's great benefactor! I didn't expect that forty years later, our Yue Country would win the sixth place again." position!”

"You're welcome. The competition is based on strength. Yue Guo should have been firmly in sixth place."

"No, no, no, today I, Yueguoxue Palace, can get sixth place, and you have the greatest contribution." Hu Shang said, looking at Xun Li, and continued, "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. I understand today that there are countless ways to win." , but there are only one or two paths to failure. I wish Jingguo a prosperous country and the human race a prosperous cultural fortune!"

Everyone walked out of the Wen Palace and came to the competition venue. They saw the final rankings of the Eleven Academy arranged from top to bottom on the light curtain of the competition venue.

First, Qiguo Academy.

Second, Confucius Academy.

Third, the Academy of Shu.

Fourth, Yunguo Academy.

Fifth, Wuguo Academy.

Sixth, Yueguo Academy.

Seventh, Jingguo Academy.

Eighth, Jiaguo Academy.

Ninth, Qingguo Academy.

Tenth, Shenguo Academy.

Eleventh, Guguoxue Palace.

When Fang Yun came out, more than 100,000 people in the venue stood up and cheered. Many people used military high-fives to express Fang Yun's progress.

At the same time, continuous cheers erupted in front of the literary academies across Jingguo, and then a name resounded across the sky in Jingguo.

"Fang Yun! Fang Yun! Fang Yun! Fang Yun..."

At first, everyone in Jingguo just cheered happily, but as they shouted, some older scholars began to cry. While crying, they shouted Fang Yun's name.

No matter how good Fang Yun was before, even if he conquered a state, it only made everyone feel happy. Even if he became the first son of Juren Lingyan Pavilion, it only made people think that Jingguo's strength would increase in a few decades.

The Ten-Nation Competition is different. Ten people participate, and a hundred people compete in total. What is being compared is the strength and heritage of each country, and there is no room for trickery.

No matter what happens in the future, at least this year, Jing Guo has really suppressed Qing Guo!

While the Jingguo people cheered, tens of millions of Qingguo people cursed at the light curtain, while hundreds of millions of Qingguo people cursed in their hearts.

"Despicable Xunli! Qing Guo could have won, but you gave Fang Yun the opportunity to use his dual skills, allowing Jing Guo to win seventh place!"

"The sinner of Qingguo!"

"You must be a spy sent by Jingguo!"

"You have to die!"

"If my son fails to win the election next year because there are not enough places, I will die in front of the Xun family!"

"Fang Yun is able to dominate a state, how could you, an idiot like you, calculate it? Damn idiot, you think too highly of yourself!"

"You bitch, I want to cut you to death with a thousand knives! I had a chance to be a Jinshi next year, but it seems I have to wait for at least a year!"

"Have mercy on my son's scholar!"

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In the competition venue, Xun Li stared blankly at the rankings on the light screen, and then felt an invisible force leaving his body, and endless sounds suddenly came to his ears. The sound was like a tsunami and a torrent, or like the screams in a vegetable market. It was so loud and chaotic that no one could understand what it was.

Xun Li vomited blood profusely, and the sound of the bile cracking was heard again and again.

Xun Li knew that the power that left his body was the fate of Qing, and those endless voices were the curses of the people of Qing.

If one of the fate of the country and the people's heart is achieved, even if one cannot be remembered for generations, one can still become a famous person of the generation. If one does not achieve both, one will be abandoned.

"Wow!" Xun Li spat out the last mouthful of blood, and then the sound of a glass bottle falling and exploding spread throughout the venue.

Xun Li's literary courage was completely shattered.

Seeing the people of Qing carrying Xun Li away, everyone sighed.

Lei Shisan's head also made the sound of literary courage cracking many times, but it did not shatter in the end. He could still stand with his friend, but his seven orifices were bleeding continuously.

"Congratulations to Fang Zhenguo! Congratulations to Jingguo!" Someone on the stairs shouted, and then tens of thousands of people shouted one after another.

The upright weak country Jingguo defeated the despicable strong country Qingguo. This is a matter of great joy, and everyone has justice in their hearts.

The students of Qi State, who won the first place again this year, were in a dilemma. If they only heard these voices, people who didn't know would think that Jing State won the first place.

A person walked down the stairs quickly and walked in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun saw that it was his good friend Li Fanming.

Li Fanming said with a smile: "Broke the courage demon, let me say something for my brother-in-law. I won't fight with you on the trip to Denglongtai, but I will compete to see who kills more Saint Clan monsters! How about the loser writing a poem for the other party?"

"Your brother-in-law?" Fang Yun was puzzled.

"Ji Shouyu, although he is distant from my wife's family bloodline, he is my wife's brother after all." Li Fanming smiled.

"So it was him. Is he the first of the younger generation of the Wenwang family?" Fang Yun asked.

"Yes, except for him, no one else in the Wenwang family is qualified to enter Denglongtai."

"Okay, I accept this competition!" Fang Yun agreed happily.