When the other candidates saw that Fang Yun really dared to go up the Beast Bridge, some showed admiration, some showed inexplicable smiles, and some turned a blind eye, with only their own paths in front of them.
The Beast Bridge was wide, and fifteen people walked forward almost at the same time, with the fastest and slowest person being less than one step apart.
These people had different attitudes when going up the bridge. Some were calm, some were brave, some were cautious, some were careless, and some were fully focused.
The bravest man smiled and quickened his pace, passing the first pair of animal heads without any hindrance. If you look closely, you will find that his hair is slightly lifted and his exposed skin is slightly red.
Fang Yun was also thinking about the Beast Bridge in his mind. Unlike Weak Water, Strange Wind and Bian Wu, the Qi and blood power in the Beast Bridge was exactly the same as the Qi and blood power of the monster remains in the Holy Ruins. It could not only impact a person's literary palace and literary courage, but also directly attack a person's body.
Even the military strategist had his internal organs damaged and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and Yan Yukong's clothes were turned into pieces. The Mo family disciple was so injured that he could not move.
The rest of the people, including Fang Yun, quickly walked between the first pair of animal heads.
When he was outside the bridge, Fang Yun could not see anything, but when he entered the bridge himself, Fang Yun saw two light red lights sweeping past and falling on him.
Fang Yun felt a stinging pain in his body, as if he was hit by a wooden stick as thick as his wrist, but there were no wounds on his body. Then two red lights hit Wen Gong.
Fang Yun's Wen Palace did not move at all, but the energy of qi and blood immediately collapsed and disappeared without a trace.
"This seems to be equivalent to a demon soldier's full-strength blood and energy erupting at close range, but the power is mediocre." Fang Yun thought to himself.
No one stopped and quickly walked to the second pair of animal heads.
A darker red light flashed, and two streams of qi and blood power were like several whips that lashed everyone's body and palace.
Almost everyone's body trembled slightly, and a light hiss came out of their mouths. Fang Yun felt that there were several places on his body that were burning. Although he was wearing dragon scale clothes and dragon leather pants, the blood and qi power was not a weapon or a claw. It could easily penetrate, and only Wenbao could resist it.
"It's roughly equivalent to 20% of the demon general's blood and energy. However, if the demon general uses this blood and energy to cast a spell, it won't be so easy for us to stop him."
When the other candidates saw that Fang Yun had safely walked past the second pair of animal heads, no matter what their previous attitudes were, they now showed obvious admiration, which was a recognition from the seniors to the juniors.
Walking past the second pair of beast heads means that you can attack the demon general from a farther distance without worrying about the battle poem being interrupted by the aftermath of the magic.
When he came to the third pair of beast heads, Fang Yun's body trembled violently, because the blood and qi power was like a dozen whips whipping him at the same time. Fang Yun looked down at his painful hand, and there was a clear red mark on it.
However, Fang Yun's Wen Palace remained motionless.
After walking a few more steps, the fourth pair of beast heads emitted qi and blood power, and the red light turned into blood light.
Fully half of the people groaned heavily and took deep breaths to relieve their pain.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth. The blood and qi power of the fourth pair of beast heads fell on his body. It was no longer a whipping feeling, but a sword. Not only did he feel the pain of the flesh, but also the pain of the blade cutting the bones. Even if they had Wen Gong and Wen Dan, if it was Meng Tong, he would have fainted by now.
Everyone relied on the power of Wen Dan to protect themselves along the way. When they reached the Beast Bridge, their Wen Dan power had been exhausted. Except for people like Yan Yukong who had reached the first level of Wen Dan, they could still use the power of Wen Dan on the Beast Bridge. Everyone else could only passively hold on without any means of protection.
Fang Yun was the same, he could no longer use his Wen Dan for a short period of time. However, the benefits of his Wen Palace being strong were revealed, and those Qi and blood forces could not shake his Wen Palace at all.
After the fourth pair of beast heads, the two candidates slowed down. Their Wen Gong and Wen Dan had been fighting against the weak water, strange wind and fog, and had reached their limit. However, they found that Fang Yun's pace did not slow down at all.
One person's eyes were full of surprise, while the other narrowed his eyes, determining that Fang Yun did not have the ability to cross the Beast Bridge but was still forcing himself to do so, not knowing how to advance or retreat, and had a hint of disgust in his eyes.
Just as Fang Yun walked between the fifth pair of beast heads, he felt his body being chopped and pierced by more than a dozen swords. His body shook violently and he even bent over slightly, but he quickly straightened his back without slowing down his pace at all.
Among the other twelve people, ten slowed down their pace, and only two were like Fang Yun.
Everyone subconsciously looked at Fang Yun. The target of this qi and blood impact was both the Wen Palace and the body. The physical strength of a Juren was at least five times that of a Xiucai, and the Wen Palace strength was more than ten times.
A scholar with an ordinary literary talent or physical condition would suffer at least thirty times more pain on the Beast Bridge than a juren!
It took these people three years at least and five years at most to become juren, but Fang Yun became a scholar in less than three months!
These people are the best among the current juren. It can be said that everyone is qualified to compete for the four great talents of the next generation. Everyone can become a university scholar, and even becoming a great Confucian scholar is not surprising. However, a scholar has surpassed them!
They were either the children of semi-saint families or the beloved disciples of great Confucian scholars. They had undergone various trainings for the sake of the Holy Ruins. They had eaten everything that could strengthen themselves. Those that they had not eaten were basically not for the Juren. If you randomly pick one of these people, his literary palace and body would be more than three times stronger than that of an ordinary Juren, otherwise it would be impossible for him to get here so quickly.
"What a strong will!" someone couldn't help but whisper.
However, there are still people who believe that Fang Yun is just showing off. After all, a scholar is a scholar.
Zong Wude, Feng Yang and Fang Yun left the others behind and walked towards the sixth pair of animal heads.
A dark red blood light rushed towards him, which was equivalent to the demon general launching a full-strength attack on his qi and blood.
"Puff..." The three of them vomited blood at the same time.
Fang Yun only felt that several axes were hitting him hard, and his body seemed to be cut in half. The pain made his eyes go black and he almost fainted.
All three people had damaged internal organs and fine beads of blood oozing from their skin.
The dozen or so people behind Fang Yun looked at the three in disbelief, and then looked at Fang Yun. The three of them vomited blood at the same time, and their exposed skin was bleeding at the same time, but Fang Yun bled the least!
All those who previously disliked Fang Yun and thought he was showing off, now all felt pure admiration for him.
"Is this the power of the scholar before the saint and the four initiations of talent?" someone asked.
"No, it takes at least three years for the four initiations to show their true effects. He has now reached the sixth pair of beast heads, and most of the reason is due to himself! He must have worked hard day and night to speed up the absorption of the power of the initiation."
“He is worthy of being the best among the ten countries.” A scholar from a semi-saint family sighed.
Fang Yun, Feng Yang and Zong Wude all slowed down their pace and walked slowly towards the last seventh pair of animal heads.
Zong Wude suddenly tilted his head and looked at Fang Yun. He said with a sad face: "The ten nations of the human race are of the same blood. Can't you let me take half a step? If I lose to you in the Shengxu Road, my great grandfather will lose face, and the people of Qing will scold me to death. Anyway, the moonlight obtained by the first ten will be doubled, how about it?" His great grandfather was the ancestor of the Miscellaneous Family.
Feng Yang at the side was amused and said unhappily, "Don't listen to his nonsense. He is the most shameless person in the Ten Kingdoms."
The others also laughed. They didn't expect that on such a serious and crucial road to Shengxu, Zong Wude, who was obviously opposed to Jing Guo and Fang Yun, would say such words.
Fang Yun reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He walked forward slowly without answering.
Fang Yun's eyes are like stars in the dark night.
"Sigh..." Zong Wude sighed, and walked forward side by side with Feng Yang and Fang Yun.
As the three people walked, their clothes and hair were torn into pieces and scattered, but it did not affect them at all.
The first six pairs of animal heads are just lions, tigers, wolves and the like, but the seventh pair of animal heads are dragon heads.
A demon general with holy bloodline!
The three of them came to the seventh pair of animal heads at the same time.
This time the blood did not flash by, but surged like three waves.
The three people's bodies immediately showed dents. There was a sound of bones breaking, and the three people vomited a large mouthful of blood. Zong Wude and Feng Yang's bodies softened and they sat on the ground. Their eyes lost focus and their consciousness became blurred.
Fang Yun's eyes were as clear as usual, his body trembling slightly, and he walked forward very slowly, almost moving.
This time, Fang Yun's Wen Palace was finally shaken, and even two tiny cracks appeared. But that was all, and it would recover in a day at most.
Fang Yun walked down the bridge slowly, and finally sat on the ground unable to support himself. He looked back at the pair of dragon heads, and the corners of his bloodstained mouth rose slightly.
"Too strong." Someone at the back couldn't help but sigh.
"He is not the best scholar in the ten countries, but the best scholar in a thousand years!"
Yan Yukong, Mo Shan and Sun Naiyong, who were the first to walk across the Beast Bridge, looked at Fang Yun for a long time before speaking.
"Only when you see Fang Yun can you know Yong." Sun Naiyong said in a deep voice.
"Is this guy a mechanical beast?" Mo Shan asked.
"I clearly won first place, why do I feel like I lost to Fang Yun?" Yan Yukong was very helpless.
Zong Wude, who was lying on the bridge, shouted with all his strength: "Yan Yukong, stop talking nonsense and pull me off the bridge."
"You'd better get out of here." Yan Yukong said.
Zong Wude rolled his eyes and really rolled off the bridge, howling like a pig being slaughtered as he rolled. He had officially passed Shengxu Road, and Feng Yang also rolled down with him.
"I've passed the Shengxu Road, please save me! Bastard!" After Zong Wude shouted, all the people who crossed the bridge disappeared.
Fang Yun felt that he had suddenly arrived in a vast white world. A warm force entered his body, eliminating all the pain and allowing his body to recover. Not only did his Wendan and Wengong recover, they seemed to be slightly better than before.
Fang Yun's mind moved. He was already on the verge of reaching the first level of Wendan, and now he has made obvious progress. Doesn't that mean he has reached the same level as Yan Yukong
Before Fang Yun could enter the Wen Palace to take a closer look at the Wen Dan, he saw a flash before his eyes and found himself in a Wen Palace. In front of him was the gate, and outside was the Renyong Courtyard. There were also many officials from various countries who were sending Juren and Xiucai to participate in the Shengxu Road.
Fang Yun turned his head and looked inside. Yan Yukong and the other four people who had crossed the Beast Bridge were all there. At the innermost part of the Wen Hall, an old man of plain appearance was sitting on the armchair. However, this old man was staring at Fang Yun with something wrong in his eyes.
"What's wrong with this old man? He is at least a great scholar sitting here. What does it mean that he looks at me like that?" Fang Yun thought.
Fang Yun was hesitating whether to ask for clarification, when the old man said in a hoarse voice: "You have passed the Shengxu Road, get out!" He seemed extremely impatient. (To be continued...)