After Sun Naiyong said this, everyone understood why Fang Yun did that before.
Whether Fang Yun said it or not, the Holy Son of the Snake Clan would set up an ambush. As for when, where and how he would do it, no one could guess.
"How many miles is this place from the exit? How far is the insect nest from the exit?" Fang Yun asked.
"About six miles. The insect nest is three miles ahead of us, and the bugs in the poisonous blood insect nest can only move within one mile of the nest at most. After all, they are the power formed by sorcery and poisonous fog, not real bugs. They will dissipate once they are away from the insect nest." Sun Naiyong said with a smile.
"I knew that the Holy Son of the Snake Clan would not wait for me at the last mile." Fang Yun said with a smile.
Sun Naiyong said: "Let me analyze your intention. The Holy Son of the Serpent Tribe has two choices. One is to do his best to stop us on the way, but this can easily become a fueling tactic. It will constantly launch small-scale attacks to consume its own strength. This method may be effective against ordinary soldiers, but it is not very effective for us."
"The other is to reduce consumption along the way, allowing us to slowly consume our strength, and then concentrate our strength at a certain moment to defeat us with absolute advantage. You repeatedly hinted that we have the ability to break through in the end, and you have two purposes."
"The first level is provocation. You have continuously shown your confidence and contempt for the Holy Son of the Snake Tribe. Even if the Holy Son of the Demon Tribe is indifferent, he will want to kill you more, and he must win beautifully. From what De Lun said, we can see that the Holy Son of the Snake Tribe is like many other snake tribesmen. Although he is cunning and insidious, he also has a heart of swallowing elephants. This is the nature of the snake tribe that cannot be changed. What's more, he must have a certain degree of confidence to dare to appear and obstruct us."
"And the second purpose is to strengthen our determination for the final decisive battle. We must launch a charge at the last moment and rush forward in one go, but you deliberately emphasized it to make Sheku feel a stronger crisis, forcing it to choose a method with the greatest chance of winning. Instead of choosing the safest method! The key to the whole thing is that not only the Holy Son of the Demon Clan believed it, but we all believed it, because we all believe that you can lead us out at the last moment." Sun Naiyong said.
Fang Yun said: "In fact, when he believed that we were going to make the final charge, he had already lost! Because his biggest advantage is this poisonous fog. Not only can he come and go freely, but he can also clearly know our whereabouts. The initiative has always been in his hands. But now, let alone the poisonous bloodworm nest cannot be moved, even if it can be moved. He has already lost the initiative, which is enough time for us to use more time to think about countermeasures."
The green poisonous fog still shrouded the Sixth Corridor.
"Ah..." A long sigh suddenly came from outside the fog. The sound had a strange power, making it impossible to determine the location of the snake demon by the sound.
"As expected of the person who led them from the second corridor to the sixth corridor. You are right, I have too many ways to deal with you, but with Fang Yun who can create miracles here and his constant pressure, I have fewer choices. He did not use any advanced military tactics or methods, but simply strengthened his own advantages and took advantage of the nature of our snake clan. But it was so simple that I failed to discover it in time. I am very curious, how did you come up with this method?"
Fang Yun said: "It's nothing. You snakes have amazing talents. You can be more sensitive to crises. For example, if you have a hundred choices, we use tricks to force you to make one. You will feel desperate and thus detect and counter us in advance. But I didn't do that. From the beginning to the end, I left you several choices, and you had a way to survive from the beginning to the end. Your biggest advantage is completely destroyed!"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, the human race's candidate suddenly realized, and the snake race's saint was also stunned.
These candidates had considered how to deal with the Holy Son of the Snake Tribe before, and had thought about how to deal with the Snake Tribe's talent for sensing danger, but their ideas were all to get rid of his ability, and none of them had ever won from the perspective of "giving the opponent a way to survive" like Fang Yun did.
"So there is a third level of intention! The first two levels can be considered ordinary, but this law of the Wasted Snake Clan's innate talent is definitely extremely brilliant! But is it the method of 'Do not press the desperate enemy' in 'The Art of War'?" Sun Naiyong, as a descendant of Sun Tzu, immediately pointed out the origin of Fang Yun's military strategy.
"Yes. When birds are desperate, they fight; when beasts are desperate, they devour." Fang Yun had long since studied the annotations of various books on "The Art of War" in detail. Among them, the three most famous annotated versions of "The Art of War" were written by Cao Cao, Du Mu, and Chen Hao.
Cao Cao and Du Mu are of course very famous. Although Chen Hao is far less famous than the first two, he is listed as one of the top three scholars in the study of "The Art of War".
The Holy Son of the Snake Clan suddenly sneered and said, "An ordinary insect nest can only cover an area of one mile at most, but my insect nest can cover three miles! Even if you find it in advance, what can you do? I..."
She Ku suddenly stopped talking, an indescribable panic flashed in his eyes, the scales on his body stood up, and he looked at Fang Yun as if he saw his natural enemy.
There has only been Cao Cao in Shengyuan Continent, no Du Mu, and no Chen Hao.
In Shengyuan Continent, "The Art of War" is the holy word and one of the classics of all saints. If the annotations to it are good, they can directly point to the holy way of military strategy.
Fang Yun's words spread in all directions with a strange voice. At first, no one noticed, but they soon realized that Fang Yun was just speaking casually, but he sounded like a king, a god, and a saint, with a kind of majesty that commanded all things.
A military spirit of conquering all directions emanated from Fang Yun. Fang Yun was like a general on the battlefield, looking down on the world. No one within his sight could defeat him.
Many candidates were so shocked that they were speechless. At this moment, Fang Yun was like a great scholar in person. Under his writing, all demons retreated.
"It's the voice of the Holy Way again! And it's the Holy Way of the Military!" Yan Yukong blurted out. He still remembered that Fang Yun had said "correct what is right and encourage what is right" when annotating "The Analects of Confucius" after the Dragon Boat Festival. He didn't expect that Fang Yun was annotating "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu today.
Sun Naiyong suddenly raised his hand excitedly, but he didn't know where to pat. Finally, he slapped his thigh and said, "We are saved! We can pass the sixth corridor!"
The voice of the Confucian way contains benevolence and righteousness, which can stabilize the country and protect the people. The voice of the military way points directly to wisdom and courage, which can eliminate bandits and pacify the invaders!
"Ah..." The Holy Son of the Snake Clan suddenly let out a shrill scream.
Afterwards, with Fang Yun as the center, a force that seemed to contain profound meaning spread in all directions, like a strong wind sweeping away all the poisonous fog.
But in just the blink of an eye, the poisonous fog in the entire Sixth Corridor was cleared.
In front of us, there is a huge ant nest as high as a five-story building. Countless poisonous ants are eager to fight in it, and tens of thousands of flying ants are hovering above the ant nest.
This ant nest is dozens of times larger than the poisonous blood worm nest formed by ordinary demon generals. After a certain period of accumulation, it has formed a magnificent appearance.
Everyone gasped when they saw this scene. If they were not prepared and rushed into the three-mile radius of the ant nest, they would be wiped out. Even if they were prepared, these poisonous ants would block the exit, and if they rushed in, they would suffer heavy casualties.
The sound of the Holy Word passed by.
Flying ants fell from the sky like rain, and poisonous ants on the ground died on the spot. The poisonous ants in the insect nest formed by the blood and poisonous mist then turned into blood mist and stayed in place like cotton wool.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The holy son of the snake clan, Sheku, who had been hiding in the poisonous fog, finally showed up. It was a two-meter-long dark yellow snake. Its eyes popped open, blood spurted out, and then its body fell to the ground and rolled around. Its body was sometimes tied into knots and sometimes coiled up. Its scales kept falling off, revealing naturally cracked wounds.
The blood and energy in the snake's body was dissipating at a very fast speed, and the characteristics of its powerful strength were also degenerating.
She Ku roared in pain: "You are just a scholar, why did you become a saint with just one word and strip me of my talent! Give it back to me! Give me back the talent of the snake clan! My father is the snake saint, if you kill me, he will definitely kill you with his own hands! I am the hope of the snake clan's future! I am the son of the saint! The other sons of the saint will definitely avenge me!"
It tried to show off its status as the Son of God, but the fear of death made its threats sound more like pleas.
"ridiculous!"
Not only did the Serpent Saint have problems, but the ambush demons also howled in pain. All the blood demons, even those at a great distance or even at the door, suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, rolling in pain.
A few demons suddenly knelt on the ground while shouting and kowtowed to Fang Yun, begging loudly.
"Don't take my power away! Please..."
A few more demons endured the pain and rushed over, punching and kicking the demons who begged for mercy.
The few Star Demon Barbarians who arrived at the Sixth Corridor were trembling with fear. Although they were not deprived of their demonic talents, they still felt a terrifying aura hovering around them.
Sun Naiyong glanced at everyone and shouted, "What are you waiting for? Kill them!"
Without the obstruction of the poisonous fog, the candidates had nothing to fear and immediately used their war poems to rush forward quickly, reciting verses as they rushed forward and starting the killing without hesitation!
Fang Yun and a few others stood still. There was no need for them to take action.
Yan Yukong on the side said with a smile: "Once the sound of the military strategist's holy way is heard, those monsters cannot enter the sixth corridor for at least three days, otherwise they will definitely be affected by this power."
"Of course. It's a pity that Fang Yun said the Voice of the Military Saint Way in the Sixth Corridor. If he had said it in the Seventh Corridor, the Star Throne would definitely belong to him."
"Let's not talk about what other tricks those monsters have up their sleeves. Do you think the Holy Voice can speak whatever it wants? If it's deliberately prepared, it's not certain who will die."
"Yeah, so it's just a pity."
"But how could this Holy Sound deprive Yaoman of his talent?"
Yan Yukong said: "It should be because of Fang Yun's thoughts."
"These blood demons are really asking for trouble! If they were affected by the Holy Sound outside the Comet Corridor, they would only be injured. Their talents cannot be taken away because each of their tribes has a semi-saint. They will never let us humans take away their talents. However, this is the place built by the demon ancestor, so they can only sit and wait for death."
Fang Yun and a few others watched as the other scholars took action and killed all the blood demons in the sixth corridor cleanly and efficiently.
"Another great achievement!"
The poisonous fog in the entire Sixth Corridor was cleared away, and the spirit beasts at the door began to run wildly towards their respective masters.
The big rabbit ran very fast, and its two ears flew like a kite.
At this time, a stone lion appeared in the sky.
"Use the Holy Sound to kill the demon barbarian general. I like this method of bullying people that is rarely seen in thousands of years. No, it is bullying the demon barbarians." The stone lion laughed softly. (To be continued...)