"The Arrow in the Stone" has a total of twenty words, and Xun Long's eloquent speech quickly comes to an end.
The enthusiasm of the people of Qing State reached its peak. They were all waiting for Xun Long to win the literary battle. In the end, they would certainly cheer at the top of their lungs to thank him for saving Xizhou and the literary reputation of Qing State.
The usually serious elders of the Xun family were now beaming with joy, and some were even thinking about the celebration party.
On the other hand, among the people behind Fang Yun, except Li Wenying, no one knew that "Arrow in the Stone" was written by Fang Yun. They all looked gloomy and had dull eyes. Even the big rabbit covered his eyes with his long ears, not daring to look at the final result.
“… It’s not in the stone edge! You lose!” Xun Long recited the entire poem, holding his chin high, like Fang Yun standing on a mountain and looking down at the ground, looking very arrogant.
A white arrow of light appeared one foot in front of Xun Long. The light of the arrow became brighter and brighter, and it was about to fly out. The speed of "Arrow in the Stone" was so fast that even the demon commander could not dodge it, let alone a human scholar.
Fang Yun said nothing, but just sighed softly and turned to walk towards the Kongxing Tower ship.
The people of Qing watching the battle were puzzled. What was going on? Xun Long's arrow had already come out, so why was Fang Yun still facing away from Xun Long? Was he committing suicide? Would he rather die than admit defeat
"No!" A young scholar in the crowd of Xun family members suddenly shouted in disbelief!
"Xun Long, run! Stop!" Shengzhou Mu suddenly roared like thunder, the sound was so loud that it could be heard three hundred miles away.
People who didn't know the situation looked at Xun Long in surprise and discovered that Xun Long actually had a look of fear on his face. Even if death was ahead, it was impossible for a top scholar in a country to be so scared.
Xun Long did not move, and the white arrow in front of him was originally pointing at Fang Yun, but at this moment, an invisible force made the arrow slowly turn around, and finally, the arrow pointed at Xun Long's eyebrows.
After the arrow in the stone had completely turned around, a strange thunderous sound exploded in the air, and it could be heard over a million miles!
"Boom..."
That voice was clearly not in any language, but everyone could hear the majesty and anger in it. It was the power of the blue sky and the wrath of the stars.
Hundreds of thousands of people gathered around Xizhou Academy of Literature. No one spoke, and even the chirping of insects and birds had completely ceased.
Time seemed to stand still.
Xun Long looked at the light arrow in front of him in horror and wanted to dodge, but his body could not move at all. Even if he struggled with all his might, it was useless.
The fear in Xun Long's eyes slowly turned into despair.
The arrow of light moved and pierced into Xun Long's forehead. It passed through his head, and the bright red tip of the arrow appeared behind Xun Long's head.
Blood dripped slowly from the tip of the arrow.
Xun Long fell backwards and landed heavily on the ground. His body trembled slightly and then he became motionless.
Xun Long's Wen Palace collapsed rapidly. The remaining spiritual consciousness in the Wen Palace was still supporting his body, but it was getting weaker and weaker.
Under the night sky, Xun Long looked up at the sky, the light in his eyes fading rapidly. His gaze kept changing, with doubt, confusion, and anger. But in the end, it all turned into silent regret.
"It turns out that Fang Yun was right. Xun Zu did not protect me..."
Xun Long's last thoughts urged his remaining talent to turn into a sad last sigh, and finally he slowly closed his eyes, covering up the last ray of light in his eyes.
A meteor streaked across the sky over Xizhou.
The light shield from the holy temple disappeared. The literary duel ended.
Fang Yun won ten victories and dominated the whole state.
The square in front of the Academy of Literature was still quiet. The only sound was Fang Yun's footsteps. He never looked back and walked steadily towards the Skywalker, leaving only his back to Qingguo.
Almost everyone suddenly realized that the winner did not need to celebrate himself, because the ten countries would cheer for him tomorrow.
Perhaps some people will forget the plot of today's literary duel, but no one can forget Fang Yun's back at this moment.
His back was taller than the hundred-foot-tall ship.
“The fact that he didn’t celebrate in front of his opponent’s corpse already makes you worthy of being called a gentleman,” an old man in the crowd said, then turned and left, leaning on his wooden stick.
It was not until Fang Yun stepped onto the Skywalker and disappeared from the deck that everyone realized that the literary duel was over.
"It turns out that 'Arrow in the Stone' was written by Fang Yun..." Everyone was thinking the same thing.
"The Qing Kingdom lost the literary duel, and the Xun family lost people." The Grand Secretary of the Kong family sighed and walked towards the Kongxing Tower ship.
"The Xun family may have to close its doors for a year."
Zong Wude followed him and sighed, "Xun Long lowered his literary position to fight with me. If he had won, it would have saved the reputation of the Xun family and Qing country. It would have been a good story. But he was convicted of a crime and lowered his literary position. He also killed the author of "The Arrow in the Stone". He was punished by the Heaven. His reputation is completely ruined."
"Fang Yun has been hiding this from us for a long time. But think about it, apart from him, it would be hard for someone else in the world to write such a legendary war poem."
"The Xun family must have hated Xun Ye to death now. They just ran off to the ancient land of Shihan, but the rest of the Xun family is in a miserable state. Not only was the entire army wiped out, but the reputation of the Xun family has also fallen to the lowest point in a thousand years. Those people in the Xun family who don't fight or quarrel can only hold their breath and make contributions to the human race to make up for the mistakes of the Xun family."
"I heard that Mr. Xun didn't want to stop Fang Yun from entering the Holy Academy, but his other three brothers were against it, so he had to remain silent. This time he behaved the most steadily, and I'm afraid most of the elders of the Xun family will support him. If Mr. Xun can become the head of the family, perhaps this hatred can be resolved."
Mo Shan sneered, "They saw that Fang Yun was only a juren, so they wanted to suppress him, but in the end, Fang Yun overturned the situation. When Fang Yun's position becomes higher in the future, of course they will resolve their hatred with Fang Yun. Humph!"
"I don't know how long we have to wait. Let's go and get on the boat first."
As everyone was getting on board, the people of Qing around them were like boiling water, talking and making a lot of noise, creating a strange scene that was not seen in the early morning of Xizhou in the past.
At first everyone was very restrained, but as they talked, some angry people started to curse, but they were not cursing Fang Yun, but those people from the Xun family who were engaged in literary disputes.
It stands to reason that the dead are the greatest, but Xun Long's punishment from heaven was not included in this category. Almost all the people in Qing felt that Xun Long had ruined the reputation of Qing. The Heavenly Master only appears once in a hundred years, but he happened to appear in Qing. This was a huge blow to the entire literary reputation of Qing.
In addition, Fang Yun won ten games in a row. This was no longer a question of shame or not, but a national disgrace.
Fang Yun walked to the bow, ready to wait for the Kongxinglou ship to take off, and heard constant cursing from below. He didn't pay much attention, but when he heard one sentence, he couldn't hold it back and laughed.
"Anyone can win 0-10! I can do it too! Shame on you! It's really shameful!"
There was constant laughter on the deck of the Kongxinglou ship. This man's words were too poisonous, but what he said was true. If the ten top scholars of the Xun family were replaced by ten students, the result would still be zero to ten, without the slightest difference.
"Now I feel relieved. We were really worried about you just now." Li Fanming said.
"Yes, it's really dangerous. Who would have thought that Xun Long would be so decisive. He actually dared to give up his position as a scholar. If nothing unexpected happened, he would most likely become a university scholar. Why is he so eager for quick success? I can't understand."
"If you were born in the strict Xun family, you would understand. It would take him twenty or thirty years to become a great scholar. By then, he would be ranked among the masters, but how old would his son be? By then, if his son could not get the support of the master family, his hope of becoming a great scholar would be very slim."
Yan Yukong said: "When this person resigned from his position, he was clearly filled with resentment, and part of it was directed at the Xun family."
"In fact, his strategy is absolutely correct. His self-composed poems for the Scholar War are definitely not as good as "Song of Yishui" and "Arrow in the Stone". You have also seen Fang Yun's "Song of Yishui". It is too strong. In addition, the distance between the two is very far. Even if Xun Long finished the poem half a breath earlier, he could not threaten Fang Yun. He could only choose "Arrow in the Stone". If the poem was finished half a breath earlier, Fang Yun would not be able to dodge it at all. Unfortunately, who would have thought that this poem was written by Fang Yun!"
"I just remembered. At the end, Grand Scholar Li smiled very brightly. At that time, I thought that Master Jianmei was crazy or... Uh... That, ahem, I didn't expect it to be like this. When we just left the Holy Ruins, Fang Yun gave Master Jianmei the Longevity Fruit and the Life-Prolonging Fruit and said that when he had just become a scholar, there was a very tragic battle and he was ordered to keep his mouth shut by the Minister of Literature of Jing State. There was no need to put a gag order on the battle with the demon tribe. Is it related to "The Arrow in the Stone"?"
Fang Yun nodded and said, "Now that "The Arrow in the Stone" has been exposed, there is nothing to hide. I did write "The Arrow in the Stone" during that battle, summoned the poetic soul, and gained the power of Flying General Li Guang."
Li Fanming said: "Tell me what happened quickly. The two realms of poetry and lyrics are both called Poetry Soul, but Poetry Soul also has its own levels. Li Guang is the False Saint of Arrows, second only to the True Saint."
The big rabbit ran over, squatted obediently at Fang Yun's feet, and raised his head to listen to Fang Yun telling a story.
Fang Yun reached out and touched the big rabbit's head, saying: "Then I'll tell you..."
Then Fang Yun recounted the story of killing the fake dragon turtle demon general and writing "The Arrow in the Stone".
After Fang Yun finished speaking, everyone sighed.
"The love between the snake and the human is touching, but the demon snake slaughtering the village is intolerable. It's a pity for our human race's talent. If that person hadn't died, he would at least be a Hanlin in the future."
"I was wondering why The Legend of White Snake is so good, it turns out it's adapted from a true story."
"As expected of the brave Jing Kingdom, ordinary scholars can use their blood and loyalty so straightforwardly. If it were someone from our Qing Kingdom, I'm afraid they would hesitate for a while." Zong Wude said.
"No wonder you have a feud with the Qingjiang Jiao King of Jiaolong Palace. We have all heard of the name of that demon turtle. It is indeed extremely talented and has the potential to transform into a dragon. But it was a good kill. A mere demon general dared to come ashore and kill our human race. When he becomes a higher demon in the future, he will surely cause great suffering to all living beings."
"We just thought that you had a smooth journey, but now we realize that your success is not accidental. We didn't have such a thrilling experience when we were scholars."
"But how do you deal with the dragon balls? Originally you only ate one, which was nothing. Now you have eaten so many, you can only ask the great scholar to help you completely dissolve them, but it will definitely hurt your body. If you can integrate the dragon bone when you are brewing a verbal battle, this dragon ball can help you, but you will be hated by the dragon clan in the future."
"Well, I'll think of a solution after a while." Fang Yun said.
"Do you really want to participate in the state exam on September 1st?" Yan Yukong asked.
"Of course." Fang Yun said.
"Are you going to compete for 'same year' or 'full first class'? Full first class has higher honor." Yan Yukong said. (To be continued...)