The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The Jiaoya Ancient Spear combined with the historian's star position has made Fang Yun exhausted and ready to use his star position power at any time. Unexpectedly, Qiu Chongshan actually has a third power!

Suddenly, there are 100,000 more officers and soldiers behind Qiu Chongshan!

The leader is a university scholar, followed by more than ten Hanlin, and then a large number of Jinshi, Juren, Xiucai and Tongsheng, and many ordinary soldiers.

However, the faces of these people are empty and dead black.

A sense of sadness instantly spread across the literary battlefield.

On the upper viewing platform, countless scholars stood up one after another.

"Fighting Soul! I never thought that Qiu Chongshan would actually obtain the power of the fighting soul!"

"I understand, I completely understand."

"No wonder he fought so hard to kill the demon barbarians. Although he didn't know what happened that year and how the others died, the 100,000 soldiers placed their last hope on him and gave him huge power. He completed his mission, so he obtained their fighting souls."

"Before the deadline, he used up his last strength to kill the demon barbarians, and then died with the 100,000 fighting souls. This was his greatest wish."

"No wonder he didn't want to show his final strength in front of outsiders. It turned out that it was the soul of his comrades."

"I heard that he never smiled again after he was rescued. If it was anyone else, carrying 100,000 fighting souls, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to smile."

"Qing Jun... can be killed!"

Zhang Poyue looked at Qing Jun, and the murderous intent suddenly appeared, but it quickly dissipated before many scholars in Qing looked over.

The countless military strategists and generals of the Ten Kingdoms looked at Qing Jun, and their eyes were sharper than the sniper's tongue.

After a while, there was a buzz in the upper viewing platform, and the scholars were discussing.

At this point, everyone had seen through Qing Jun's intentions and layout.

If Fang Yun could beat seven people, then Fang Yun's strength would exceed everyone's expectations, and it might even be possible to continue to win, and this eighth person was crucial.

Qu Hange naturally couldn't fight a literary battle in advance, so Qiu Chongshan was the best person.

If Fang Yun and Qiu Chongshan only used the power of verbal battles, then Qiu Chongshan would definitely win. If Fang Yun didn't agree and forced Qiu Chongshan to use his fighting spirit, then things would become extremely complicated!

These 100,000 fighting spirits, let alone making great contributions to the human race, even if they didn't make great contributions, they were still the elite of the human race!

The 100,000 human heroes poured all their hopes and strength into Qiu Chongshan, so Qiu Chongshan had an extraordinary status. Attacking him was to attack the 100,000 sacrificed soldiers, and defeating him was to chill all the human soldiers!

At this moment, Fang Yun was in a dilemma.

If he wins, he will be insulted by the 100,000 fighting souls.

If he loses, everything on this trip will be in vain, and Qing Jun and the Zong family will be fulfilled.

Using fighting souls to confuse Fang Yun's heart!

Qing Jun and the Zong family are so despicable that they use dead soldiers to win!

The ruddy color on Qing Jun's face quickly dissipated. Zong Wuyuan whispered a few words, and Qing Jun barely recovered to normal, but his body was extremely stiff, staring at the literary battlefield without saying a word.

When Fang Yun saw the fighting soul appear, he was surprised and realized that even if he summoned the star position of the monarch, he would probably lose without a doubt, but then, Fang Yun's eyes flashed with anger.

The reason why the 100,000 fighting souls followed Qiu Chongshan was not to let him fight in literature, but to let him kill monsters!

Qiu Chongshan was only a Jinshi after all, and a soldier after all, and it was impossible for him to disobey the orders of Qing Jun and the semi-saint family.

When Qiu Chongshan entered the field, Fang Yun felt that he did not want to fight this literary battle, but Fang Yun did not know that he had a fighting soul before, otherwise he would never force him to use it.

Fang Yun turned his head and looked to the side. There was heavy snow and dark clouds. There was nothing else. However, that was also the direction where Qing Jun was.

Fang Yun did not hide his hatred for Qing Jun.

Then, Fang Yun turned back and looked ahead.

The two Jiaoya ancient spears and the two Zhenlong ancient swords fought each other, and there was no winner.

The spears and swords collided, forming waves of powerful forces. The snow on the ground was blown away, and the ground continued to sink and break apart, forming a huge pit that was getting bigger and bigger.

Even the hard frozen soil could not withstand the aftermath of the four lip spears and swords.

Fang Yun looked at Qiu Chongshan and the 100,000 military souls, and said in a dry voice: "If I had known that General Qiu had a fighting spirit, I would have agreed to the previous sword battle even if I risked losing the battle."

"You are right, and I am also right, but I am a little sorry for these old friends. They don't want to attack a virtual saint." Qiu Chongshan's voice was extremely stable and his face was expressionless.

"General Qiu, can you tell me what happened that year?" Fang Yun asked.

The two ancient dragon swords and the two ancient dragon tooth spears were still fighting, and the sound was sonorous.

Qiu Chongshan's eyes moved slightly, and the murderous intent on his body dissipated. After a few breaths of silence, he slowly spoke.

"That day, we were surrounded by the monsters. The army entered the deep mountains and encountered heavy fog. We mistakenly entered a secret valley. Grand Scholar Yang Rong saw through the monsters' secret, which led to our full-scale attack by the monsters."

"We fought and retreated, and later we could not resist. Grand Scholar Yang Rong wrote down the secret and handed it to Hanlin Wu Long, and then said, I will cover the rear, and then entered the fog behind."

"After another three hours, the monsters attacked again. Hanlin Wu Long gave the secret letter to Hanlin Huang Jiaolei, saying, we will cover the rear, and then he and five Hanlins entered the fog."

"The next day, the monsters chased us. Hanlin Huang Jiaolei gave the secret letter to Jinshi Hu Chengen, and then took the remaining Hanlins, without saying a word, into the fog."

"At noon that day, Jinshi Hu Chengen handed the secret message to Jinshi Zhu Lei and led an army into the fog."

"An hour later, Jinshi Zhu Lei gave the secret letter to Jinshi Sun Ke before he died."

"Two quarters of an hour later, Jinshi Sun Ke was killed in battle. The guard beside him handed me the secret message and then fell down."

"After I took the letter, I was about to hand it to the next person. When I looked around, I realized that I was the only one standing."

Qiu Chongshan's voice became hoarse. He clenched his right fist tightly, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I asked, who is still there? No one answered. After waiting for so many years, there is still no answer."

The cold wind passed by, unable to dissipate the anger in Fang Yun's heart.

Fang Yun once again turned to look in the direction of Qingjun, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "One day, I will come to the Qingguo Palace to settle the hatred between the two people! The hatred of a hundred thousand people!"

The sound is like bells and drums.

The ten countries are all quiet.

There was total silence at the table in Qingguo. No one spoke, whether it was Qing Jun or Zong Wuyuan, Xin Zhi or Qingguo's Minister of Literature.

Qingjun's face turned pale.

Not long after, there was a lot of cursing on the viewing platform.

"Young Qingjun, you are not worthy of being a son of a human being!"

"Using power without justice and without mercy!"

"The foolish king is only bringing harm to the country, but Qingjun is simply bringing harm to the entire human race!"

In the literary battlefield, Fang Huan turned around and looked at the old Jinshi Qiu Chongshan.

Qiu Chongshan's eyes were filled with fighting spirit again, and he said: "Now that the fighting spirit has awakened, I can't stop, and I can't be defeated. If there is any offense, I hope Fang Xusheng will forgive me." After saying that, Qiu Chongshan suddenly turned around and shouted.

"Comrades, would you like to help me?"

Qiu Chongshan's Jinshi robe remained motionless in the cold wind, but as soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly rose, making his robe rustle.

No one answered, but everyone seemed to hear a roar that spanned time and space in their hearts.

"willing!"

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