The people of Qing watched with great interest and smiles.
The Xun family also raised their heads proudly.
Everyone seemed to have seen Xun Zhixing's victory.
In everyone's opinion, Fang Yun's stabbing of the tornado with his sword was just a final act of decency, demonstrating the character that a scholar should have.
Talent is more difficult to improve than literary courage, because talent is not enough with just natural talent, it also requires a lot of time, and time is precisely Fang Yun's shortcoming.
Everyone saw a flash of silver light hit Xun Zhixing's talent tornado.
The silver sword tip pressed against the edge of the green tornado and slowly stabbed forward. Sparks kept splashing out from the intersection of the sword tip and the wind, accompanied by a sharp sound of swords clashing.
"Xun Zhixing, hold on!"
"The honor and disgrace of Qing country is in your hands!"
"The Xun family will win!"
Tens of thousands of Xizhou people cheered for Xun Zhixing, and Xun Zhixing's eyes suddenly burst into stars, and the blue tornado suddenly became more powerful and expanded. Fang Yun's sword of talent tilted and was sucked into the tornado.
The people of Qing cheered.
Mu Shengzhou was overjoyed and was about to announce Xun Zhixing's victory, but he was stunned.
Xun Zhixing's talent tornado disappeared silently, more cleanly than a light going out, without leaving any trace.
Fang Yun's sword of talent was quietly suspended in the air, like a blunt stone sword, making it impossible for people to feel any power.
"impossible!"
Countless people of Qing exclaimed.
"Fang Yun cheated. He used forces other than talent!"
"Why didn't the power of the Holy Temple respond?!"
Xun Zhixing was dull to begin with, and now his face was as stiff as a stone with a frozen expression.
Fang Yun looked at Xun Zhixing. Others didn’t know the whole process, but he knew it best.
When the sword and the wind collided, the sword was already slightly at a disadvantage, because Xun Zhixing had the help of a magical object and spent more than ten years to condense his talent. It was not comparable to Fang Yun's talent, but in the end, Fang Yun felt that Xun Zhixing released a strange power, which enhanced his talent tornado. That power was similar to Wenxin's enhancement of paper war, so the power of the Holy Temple did not stop it.
When Fang Yun saw the sword being swept by the wind, he thought he was going to lose and was ready to accept the failure calmly, but he didn't expect that the Wenqu starlight in his Wen Palace would show its power and dispel the power of the divine object. It also blew away Xun Zhixing's talent tornado.
Fang Yun felt that the process of Wenqu star light dispersing the tornado was like a thousand-foot-long hand slapping a mosquito. No matter how fast and agile the mosquito flew, it could not avoid such a huge hand.
Wenqu Star Light is the power that Fang Yun obtained in the Seventh Corridor. Like the coldness he comprehended and the evil star of the Star King, it is his own power, so the Holy Temple did not interfere.
Fang Yun felt that fate was playing tricks on him. Xun Zhixing's magical object was not wrong, but it encountered Wenquxing, the lord of all stars.
All the talents in the world come from Wenquxing. That talent tornado is not a war poem formed by using the energy of heaven and earth. It is pure talent power, and there is no power to resist in front of Wenquxing.
The starlight in Xun Zhixing's eyes suddenly disappeared completely, and his eyes returned to normal, but were much dimmer than before.
"I watch the sun during the day and the stars at night, but today I saw the greatest power. In this literary duel, Zhixing tried his best, but still lost. Fang Zhenguo's reputation is well-deserved, and Zhixing is convinced." Xun Zhixing bowed solemnly to Fang Yun, and ignored the Xun family. He left alone.
No member of the Xun family blamed Xun Zhixing, and some young members of the Xun family even respectfully bowed to him from behind.
Zong Wude snorted and said, "This Xun Zhixing is a decent man. He just fights with words. He doesn't mention the reputation and dignity of the Xun family. He doesn't use provocations to delay. He doesn't get arrogant when he's in an advantageous position, and doesn't give in when he's in an inferior position. If he loses, he just leaves. How good. Simple and straightforward, this is a literary fight."
Those people of Qing wanted to question Fang Yun, but the power of the Holy Temple remained unchanged. Xun Zhixing also spoke those words that were obviously full of admiration. No one with a literary title could come forward to accuse Fang Yun.
Even if the Xun family was very unhappy, they did not dare to question the power of the Holy Temple.
Several members of the Xun family were whispering to each other.
Fang Yun glanced at those people and saw that the Xun family was already in chaos.
Mu Sheng, who was supposed to appear immediately, was slow to announce the start of the tenth literary duel.
"Master Sheng, where are the candidates for the tenth round? Didn't you say you would send me away as soon as possible?" Fang Yun said.
Governor Sheng came over and said with a smile, "I was also thinking of letting the tenth candidate come up to compete with you, but I suddenly realized that I had not considered it carefully. You have fought nine rounds in a row and must be extremely tired now. I think it would be better for you to rest for an hour."
"Thank you for your kindness, Governor Sheng, but I'm not tired. We can start the literary duel now." Fang Yun said.
But Shengzhou Mu said firmly: "No! I will never let you fight ten games in a row. We Qing people cannot do such a despicable thing! You may suspect that we deliberately accelerated the consumption of your talent before, but now you can rest assured. Do you want to rest for one hour or two hours? It's up to you."
"I don't want to rest." Fang Yun looked at Sheng Zhoumu with a smile.
"Alas... You can't put us Qing people in an unjust position. This matter is not negotiable. You must rest for at least fifteen minutes! If you want to leave, I won't stop you. I have a clear conscience!" Shengzhou Mu was righteous.
Fang Yun probably understood that his victory was beyond the Xun family's imagination, and the Xun family's original tenth person probably had little chance of winning, so they had to start discussing new countermeasures to delay time.
At this point, even a child could see that the Xun family had little chance of winning. If Fang Yun left and stopped the literary duel, it would just suit the Xun family's wishes. As the saying goes, different times have different circumstances.
"Since the Xun family is so noble, I will rest for two quarters of an hour. If there is still no fighting after two quarters of an hour, the Xun family will have to give an explanation to the people of the world!" Fang Yun said.
"Alas, you still have prejudices against us Qing people and Xun family. Forget it, let's not talk about this matter anymore. See you in two quarters of an hour." After saying this, Mu Sheng turned around and walked towards where many Xun family members were.
Fang Yun glanced at the Xun family members, then walked towards the Skywalker. Under the huge ship stood many people who came with him.
"I am worthy of the title of the world's number one scholar. The title of the world's number one juren that others have imposed on me is officially handed over to you today." Yan Yukong said with a smile.
"Brother Yan, you are defaming me!" Fang Yun said jokingly.
"Although I have never fought with Xun Zhixing, I have heard of his reputation. He is slightly inferior to me in terms of poetry and classics, only one step behind me in terms of literary courage, but far superior to me in terms of talent. In terms of actual combat, he is probably even better than me. Don't think that Xun Zhixing's strength is mediocre just because he is not famous. A considerable number of geniuses live in ancient places or other places due to some historical issues and almost never set foot on the Shengyuan Continent." Yan Yukong said.
Fang Yun had also heard of some things. Even among the children of aristocratic families, some would make big mistakes and be exiled. Some would fail in the battle for the position of head of the family or be ostracized. These people would move out of Shengyuan Continent. These people could have children outside Shengyuan Continent. After a few generations, if they made contributions to the family, they could return to Shengyuan Continent and be included in the collateral line.
There are also a very small number of people who, in order to protect the safety of the human race, swear to live forever in the Liangjie Mountains or some ancient lands and do not fight for power. Both outsiders and the masters respect these people very much and even praise them as the true backbone of the human race.
Fang Yun suspected that Xun Zhixing was the kind of person who would live in the ancient land of Shihan forever, which could be seen from the attitude of the Xun family towards Xun Zhixing. If the reputation of the Xun family was not facing a huge crisis, Xun Zhixing would never appear in Shengyuan Continent.
Fang Yun said with some longing: "I heard that the academy literary competition of the ten countries, the literary competition of the aristocratic families in the Holy Academy, the conquest of the ancient land of the human race, the great defense of the two-world mountain, the lurking in the demon world, the holy way contention, and the most mysterious exploration of the ten thousand worlds, all gathered the top talents of the human race. Because there are seven kinds of experiences, they are called "Seven Calendars". Among them, the last five calendars are the most important. The real amazing talents all shine in the last five calendars."
Yan Yukong said helplessly, "Everyone says I'm extraordinary, but up to now, I've only participated in one literary competition in the academy. My trip to Liangjie Mountain was just a battle, and I didn't meet the legendary Great Guardian at all. And in that literary competition, except for me, all the participants were Jinshi. Generally speaking, you have to be at least Jinshi to participate in the Seven Calendars. The later the Seven Calendars, the higher the literary rank required. We don't know how long it will take before we can participate."
Li Fanming laughed and said, "We scholars who study literature are competing with each other in literature, but we have nothing to do. When we get to the Imperial Academy, we will either govern a region or participate in the Seven Calendars. How can we have so much free time?"
"Huh? Why is Xun Long back again, and he brought his son with him? I have seen that kid before, he is better than I was back then." Zong Wude said.
Fang Yun looked over and saw a familiar figure walking towards the crowd of Xun family. It was Xun Long.
This talented scholar from the Xun family not only investigated Fang Yun yesterday, but also accused Fang Yun of being ignorant of the overall situation and of going against the Yasheng family on the Kongxing Tower ship today. He said confidently that the Xun family would win the literary duel.
Xun Long had a boy of about 11 or 12 years old with him, who looked a bit like him. Whenever he met an elder of the Xun family or a senior of high literary status, Xun Long would ask the boy to bow.
The Xun family used their literary power to cover up the words, so Fang Yun could not hear anything. However, it could be seen that those people liked this child very much. An old man from the Xun family even gave him a cultural treasure from the Juren degree.
Although Fang Yun did not like Xun Long, he also admitted that he was quite eloquent. As the number one scholar in Qing Kingdom six years ago, he was naturally very strong. It must be unusual for him to appear when the last literary duel was about to begin.
Fang Yun was a little puzzled. It was already the middle of the night and it was ok for Xun Long to come alone, but he also brought his son with him. It was very strange.
The little boy seemed to have a sad look on his face, but he was always polite. He turned his head and looked at Fang Yun. Although he tried his best to hide it, Fang Yun could still see hatred in his eyes.
Fang Yun became more and more confused. He and Xun Long had no grudge against each other, but now a child he had never met hated him. This couldn't help but make him suspicious.
Fang Yun recalled information about Xun Long. He only knew that he was a descendant of the Xun family's side branch and had a son who was more outstanding than he was back then. Now Xun Long has been working hard to get included in the main family's genealogy so that his son can receive better training from the Xun family and not be ignored like he was back then, and was only trained by the main family after he was twenty years old.
After looking for a while, Fang Yun couldn't see anything and continued chatting with Yan Yukong and others.
After resting for almost 25 minutes, Fang Yun found that Xun Long was coming over. (To be continued...)