The competition venue is already packed with people, because the final round of the Ten Nations Competition is about to begin, and it is also the one that most tests the scholars' abilities.
Even the students from the losing countries Shen and Gu have arrived, except for the students from Jing.
At first, some people thought that the students of Jing State were arrogant and started to put on airs just because they were ranked eighth, but soon people of Jing State got the news that Yan Zewei was missing.
Afterwards, the news spread throughout the venue, and people were talking about it. Some people even shouted curses in the direction of the students from the Qing National Academy. The Qing people in the venue retorted, and both sides started to curse at each other.
"How disgraceful!" An angry shout was rang out, and then a golden word "静" fell from the sky, turned into light and dissipated. The venue of one hundred thousand people suddenly became silent, and those who were cursing could not make a sound no matter how they opened their mouths.
When everyone saw that the great scholar used the power of "subtle words with profound meaning", they had to shut up.
Whether they were people from Qing or those who cursed the people of Qing, they all felt angry.
Everything in the conference hall appeared on the light screens of the ten countries. The literary academies in various parts of Jing Country were in an uproar, with voices cursing Qing Country endless.
It was unusually quiet in front of the literary academies across Qing Country. Except for some people who cursed at the light screen at the beginning, most people remained silent.
At this moment, Fang Yun led the rest of the students from Jingguo Academy into the venue.
People on both sides of the road turned their heads to look over first, and then people farther away began to turn their heads. Hundreds of thousands of people looked at them in unison like waves of wheat in the wind.
Nine people.
All the sounds at the scene were drowned out by the great scholar's profound words, but everyone seemed to hear the heavy footsteps of nine people, and even faint sighs.
Except for Fang Yun who looked calm, the expressions of the others varied, some anxious, some angry, and some indifferent.
Sitting in the seat of the students of Qing National Academy, Yan Yukong lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xun Li looked at Fang Yun with a smile on his face, and the viciousness in his eyes became even stronger.
Half of the other Qingguo students were in high spirits, while the other half looked unhappy.
Just as Fang Yun and others reached their seats at the Jingguo Academy, a light breeze blew by, and everyone knew that the great scholar had withdrawn his power of profound meaning.
A student from Qing State stared at Xun Li and asked, "Brother Xun, there is something I don't understand. Why hasn't Yan Zewei from Jing State arrived yet? Is there something behind this?"
The other students looked at this person in surprise. Fang Yun also looked at this student curiously and immediately remembered that this person was there when Shijun's first disciple participated in the Qixi Ci meeting. However, this person did not say a word that day, and Fang Yun thought he was an ordinary Jinshi. He did not expect that he was actually a Shangshe Jinshi.
Qiao Juze whispered, "It's Lu Guiyue, who was once the top scholar in the Qing Kingdom. He is very good at verbal battles and his essays are full of flowers. When you pretended to give up the exam, he didn't seem to write an essay to insult you. He has a good reputation, but this time he suddenly attacked Xun Li from the same country. It seems that he couldn't help himself."
Fang Yun nodded, indicating that he understood.
Xun Li's face changed, and he looked at Lu Guiyue carefully, his eyes like a knife, and said: "Guiyue, how would I know about this matter! You are a Qing countryman, your parents and relatives are all in Qing country, and your classmates and friends are also in Qing country, so don't make a mistake!"
"I understand." Lu Guiyue was silent after saying this, as if nothing had happened.
A strange atmosphere was brewing over the venue.
"It's a disgrace to scholars!" Kong Deyu sneered.
"A scum of the gentleman class, a beast in human clothing." Yun Xunsong said.
"Despicable!" Ma Yuan said.
A student from Gu Country sneered, "Although we are ranked eleventh, it is not the most shameful. We should really thank someone."
The anger in Xun Li's eyes flashed away, but his appearance remained the same as usual.
When the time came, the host of the Ten-Nation Competition walked up to the stage, spoke a few simple words, and then let the students from the nine countries enter a light gate under the stage.
Students from the nine countries entered the Light Gate one after another and entered the third round of the literary competition.
Before entering the light gate, the students of Jingguo instinctively turned their heads to look at the entrance, and all the audience present also turned their heads following their gaze.
The entrance door was closed.
After entering the literary world of the Great Competition, Fang Yun looked around and saw a very typical literary hall, simple and steady, without any fancy decorations, very similar to the place where thousands of books were read.
There is no bookshelf in front, only a desk. In front of the desk, a large amount of papers are suspended.
The sea of white papers that make up the test papers will cause both physical and psychological negative reactions to any student who sees them.
The youngest, Cui Wang, had his hands tremble a little, but soon returned to normal.
Fang Yun's expression remained calm as he slowly walked towards the place marked with Jingguo's tables and chairs.
Xun Li suddenly laughed and said, "Fang Yun, I didn't expect you to be so calm when there are only nine of us left. It must be tiring to pretend like this, right? Why don't you be like everyone else and get angry when you should, because you will definitely lose to our Qing Kingdom anyway!"
Without waiting for Fang Yun to speak, Lei Shisan of Jiaguo said with a wry smile, "Jingguo is now short of one person. Nine people are answering questions for ten people. The last place in the third round must belong to Jingguo. Fang Yun, aren't you very good? Aren't you a fast reader? According to the rules, since one person is short, you can answer two questions by yourself!"
Xun Liyin smiled and said, "Brother Lei, don't say that. Fang Yun is writing with a top-grade pen. There are only two thousand questions. If you calculate carefully, there is one more question every seven breaths on average. Fang Yun can finish a poem in one breath, which is enough to complete it."
After careful calculation, everyone found that seven breaths was the time it took to take seven rapid breaths. This amount of time was not even enough to think about a test question of medium difficulty. Moreover, even if Fang Yun had literary talent, it was impossible for him to use it from beginning to end. It would consume too much talent.
Fang Yun said coldly: "You two, don't be so confident. Now hundreds of millions of people from ten countries are watching here. If Qing loses, you two will lose face. Be careful not to lose your literary courage!"
“Hahahaha…” Xun Li and Lei Shisan laughed out loud.
"Fang Yun has really gone crazy this time." Ma Yuan looked at Fang Yun in amazement.
Kong Deyu said, "It's bad! Fang Yun, don't be fooled by these two! You are now irritated by them. If you are not careful, your literary acupoint will be shaken at best, or even cracked at worst! This is not an ordinary place, but a competition of ten countries. Billions of people are watching the light curtain in front of the literary acupoint. No one can withstand such a huge blow!"
Qiao Juze hurriedly said to Fang Yun: "You lost to them in an ordinary literary competition, and your literary courage will not be affected at all. But think about it yourself. If you continue to argue with them, you will lose face in front of billions of human beings. You will be pointed at and criticized wherever you go in the ten countries. Your literary reputation will be completely destroyed. Who can bear it? This is not the first two games, this is the final competition to determine the victory!"
Fang Yun looked indifferent and said, "I am not afraid of losing face because I tried my best."
After Xun Li finished laughing, a look of contempt appeared on his face, and he said, "Fang Yun, Fang Yun, you had the chance to become a great writer, but who would have thought that you would be so despicable, still stubborn even when facing death! Today, our Qing Kingdom will definitely go all out. We originally just wanted to defeat your Jing Kingdom, but now it seems that we have to sacrifice your literary courage!"
When Xun Li said the last sentence, his face looked extremely hideous.
As long as Fang Yun's literary courage is injured, Xun Li will definitely be able to join the Xun family and receive the grace of the sub-sage for generations! (To be continued...)