The Path of the Sage

Chapter 483: Heroes rise up

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Most people looking at the light screen no longer stared at the specific questions, because there were too many questions and Fang Yun answered them too quickly. Only those who were Jinshi or above had the ability to stare at the test papers of multiple people to ensure that they could see clearly.

After Fang Yun answered the 161st question on the right, there were gasps of shock from people in all the ten countries.

No one spoke to comment. Those who couldn't see it didn't need to understand, and those who saw it didn't have any words to describe what they saw.

Even the Grand Secretary was shocked by Fang Yun's answer in just two breaths. In the eyes of the Grand Secretary, this question was extremely simple, but it still required at least five breaths of thinking. If one was like Fang Yun, one would have to become a great scholar at least.

The most senior people in all places fell into deep thought.

Qing State, Xun Family.

"Xun Li is in danger."

Jia country, Lei family.

"After you ascend the Dragon Platform, if you cannot resolve the grievances with Fang Yun, I will personally go to Fang Yun's house to apologize!" The voice of the head of the Lei family echoed over the Lei family.

Lei Jiu's eyes were like lightning. In front of him, an ancient sword of talent with white bloodshot was being sharpened. The thing that was being used to sharpen the sword was actually the dragon horn of a great demon dragon, which was a full foot high.

"You are not as good as me in literature. When I ascend the Dragon Platform, I will slay the world with my sword!"

Wu State, Meng County.

In the old house of the Mengsheng family, a sickly Jinshi was sitting on a chair in the courtyard, squinting his eyes with dull eyes, looking weakly ahead.

“If you lose even half a step in the Holy Ruins, the outcome will be decided on the Dragon Platform. Cough cough cough…” The young scholar withdrew his hand and covered his mouth. When he looked up, he saw pure black blood spreading in the palm of his hand like a living thing, slowly seeping into his skin.

In the holy courtyard.

Light curtains were set up on all four sides, and large numbers of people from the Holy Academy were watching everywhere.

A burly and bearded Jinshi suddenly stood up, and a light of Wen Wang Hou Tian Bagua appeared in each of his eyes, and then quickly disappeared. He turned and left, saying as he walked: "The overall situation has been decided. Fang Yun, I will wait for you on Denglongtai. I want to see how powerful you, the Saint Jinshi, are. Or is my double star position stronger!"

The people in the nearby Holy Academy were puzzled. Fang Yun was clearly only a candidate for the Imperial Examination. How could Ji Shouyu, a genius from the Wenwang family, say that Fang Yun was a candidate for the Imperial Examination

In the ancient land of the deserted city.

Two hundred miles outside the city of Famou, three thousand human soldiers were fighting with an army of five thousand barbarians. The most eye-catching figure on the battlefield was not the majestic Tiger Barbarian Marquis, nor the Fox Barbarian Marquis with a cunning light in his eyes, but a young man among the three thousand human soldiers.

The young man was sitting on a Wuhou chariot, holding a scroll in his left hand and a military book in his right hand, his lips moving. He made no sound, but he commanded the entire team as if it were his own arm.

The pronunciation of military law is clearly a rare military book that only a Hanlin scholar could find.

The young man was wearing a white Jinshi robe with a big Chinese character “仁” embroidered on his chest and a Chinese character “兵” embroidered on his back.

"Ah..." Sun Renbing yawned and looked at the battle situation ahead with a smile.

"Training is over, retreat!"

Not only did the five thousand barbarian troops not chase after them, but they fled faster as if they had encountered amnesty.

In the Jingcheng Peak of Huangyao Mountain.

A rebellious scholar in a blood-red imperial robe scooped up some gray monkey brain with a white jade spoon and chewed it slowly with his eyes closed. The bloody monkey demon placed its head on the dining table, trembling slightly, and dared not make a sound even though it was about to die.

"The old fellow of the human race can seal the Wild Monster Mountain, but he cannot seal the Dragon Platform. I have already rebelled. It is difficult for me to advance my literary rank. Become a great scholar of the rebel race for me. I will lend you my head to help me."

In the extreme north of Shengyuan Continent, in the Ice Crack Lake in the Snow Barbarian Holy Land, everything from the lake surface to the lake bottom is frozen.

A handsome white bear was waving his arms in the ice ten feet below. The ice, which was harder than stone, was like paper in front of him.

After a long time, Xiong Manshuai, the bear-headed and human-bodied man, stopped and breathed heavily.

"With just one drop of true dragon blood, I can be reborn!"

Young talents from many places including the Demon Realm, the Ancient Land of Ten Colds, the Two Realms Mountain, the Prison Sea, etc. began to prepare to ascend the Dragon Platform.

Time goes by slowly...

When Fang Yun finished answering the six hundred questions, someone in the competition venue suddenly shouted, "No! Look, everyone has a yellowed paper page behind them, except Fang Yun!"

Everyone immediately looked carefully. The withered yellowed paper pages represented the test papers with incorrect answers or abandoned. A genius like Yan Yukong had a withered yellowed paper page floating behind him, but there was still no one behind Fang Yun.

A Qing citizen prayed in a low voice: "I hope they didn't see it, didn't see it..."

Without waiting for the man to finish praying, Xun Li stopped writing and looked at the situation in the writing competition. He immediately discovered that there was not a single yellowed page of paper behind Fang Yun.

Xun Li was shocked and looked carefully at the silver pages in front of Fang Yun. There were more than six hundred pages!

"Asshole!" A trace of panic flashed in Xun Li's eyes. He thought that this time he would first provoke Fang Yun's anger and let Fang Yun speak nonsense in public, and then suppress Fang Yun to make Jingguo fail in its rush into the eighth place, so that Fang Yun's literary reputation would be greatly reduced in front of billions of people, which would inevitably shake his literary courage.

However, Fang Yun was so strong that he did not make any mistakes or give up any questions!

Xun Li looked behind the other students of Jing State again, and found that the number of yellowed paper pages was only slightly more than that of the students of Qing State and Jia State. This meant that the number of chips obtained by the other students of Jing State would not be much less than that of the students of Qing State and Jia State.

Xun Li's hand trembled slightly, and a bad thought emerged in his mind.

"I forced Fang Yun to speak out in front of billions of humans. Will he treat me the same way? If Qing Kingdom loses to Jing Kingdom, my literary reputation will be ruined. Can I keep my literary reputation? Yes! I definitely can!"

Xun Li said this in his mind and continued answering the questions. However, both his thinking time and writing time were slightly slower than before.

There were fewer and fewer papers on Fang Yun's desk, but there were more and more correct test papers emitting silver light in front of him, and there was not a single yellowed page of paper behind him.

Kong Deyu tried his best from the beginning. After answering 500 questions, he looked at Fang Yun and found that there were at least 1,400 silver test papers in front of Fang Yun. Then he lost all his fighting spirit and let out a long sigh.

"Forget it, I won't argue with Fang Yun! I can only hope that cousin will teach this bastard a lesson on Denglongtai and let him know what it means to be a Jinshi from the Kong family of Shengyuan!" Kong Deyu lowered his head helplessly and continued to answer the questions.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Juze suddenly coughed and said, "Fang Yun only needs to answer less than a hundred questions!"

All the students present looked at Fang Yun. What Qiao Juze said turned out to be true. There were only a few test papers left on Fang Yun's desk.

There was still nothing behind Fang Yun, and there was a flashing silver light in front of him.

Many top scholars from Qing and Jia countries looked at each other with a slight smile, especially Xun Li and Lei Shisan. Both of them were the top talents in Qing and Jia countries, but at this moment they found themselves so powerless in front of Fang Yun.

Xun Li compared the silver pages of Jingguo and Qingguo, made an estimate in his mind, and suddenly his body trembled.

If the estimate is correct, Jing State will have at least three advantages over Qing State in the end!

"Impossible! Let me recalculate!" Xun Li once again estimated the outcome of the two countries based on the number of silver pages, but this time the result was that Qing Kingdom won in the end.

"My Qing Kingdom will never lose!" Xun Li was secretly happy and continued to answer questions.

A thin white mist appeared out of nowhere in Xun Li's palace, surrounding Xun Li's literary advisor. (To be continued...)