The white mist invaded Xun Li's Wendan, and the originally crystal clear surface of the Wendan became gray, as if dust had fallen on it.
Xun Li's hand trembled slightly as he was answering the question, and the brush swept across, causing a problem with the character "余" that he was writing. He had to cross out the character and continue writing.
"I'm a little tired, but I must persevere!" Xun Li had no time to think about other issues and continued to write hard.
After answering this question, Xun Li picked up the pen, and saw the paper pages suddenly turn yellow like green leaves welcoming autumn, and then fly to the back.
Xun Li cursed inwardly. This question did have a trap, but with his ability, he should have been able to see it. It must be because he was too anxious.
Xun Li took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and was about to continue answering the questions when he suddenly thought and looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun was seen writing furiously, stroke by stroke, line by line, and his speed was only less than 10% slower than at the beginning. This showed that there was no problem with Fang Yun's literary courage, talent or brain.
There was still not a single yellowed page of paper behind Fang Yun. The thick test paper in front of him was like a silver mountain, taller and brighter than anyone else's.
Xun Li was annoyed. Even if Fang Yun wrote as fast as he could, he couldn't finish answering all the questions for two people. At most, he could answer one and a half. But who could have expected that he could do two things at the same time? That was a supreme literary mind, which played an unimaginable role in both his daily studies and literary battles.
Afterwards, Xun Li felt even more remorseful. When he was planning to get Yan Zewei drunk, others suggested letting the drunk Yan Zewei participate at the last minute to leave a way out so that Jingguo's number would not be too low. However, he wanted to kill both Fang Yun and Jingguo and completely prevent Yan Zewei from participating in the competition, which backfired.
Xun Li cursed Fang Yun in his heart and continued to answer questions, but he did not notice that his thinking and answering speed began to slow down.
Lei Shisan, who was sitting in Jiaguo's chair not far away, encountered the same situation as Xun Li.
The literary talent is covered in dust.
Time passed slowly, and when there was only a quarter of an hour left before two hours, Fang Yun raised his left hand, put down the brush, and the last page of the test paper on the left desk flew forward.
Fang Yun held the pen in his right hand and continued answering questions. There were still two test papers left on the table.
Soon, Fang Yun finished the last two test papers.
A total of two thousand silver test papers were suspended in front, emitting a light far brighter than before.
Suddenly, two thousand test papers burst into a strong silver light, instantly sweeping across the entire Wen Hall, and then returned to normal.
"Who has finished answering?"
One person exclaimed, and everyone looked up. A voice echoed in the sky.
"Fang Yun, a student from Jing State, answered all 2,000 questions without any mistakes, and got 20 points. Fang Yun, a Juren, was very diligent. After the Jinshi exam, he can enter the Academy of Classics and choose any article written by a great scholar to listen to and study carefully."
Dozens of people inhaled in unison, twice in a row. The first time was an unprecedented twenty chips, and the second time was a intensive listening to of the sermon.
The words or articles written casually by great scholars are not called true articles. Only when great scholars integrate their own understanding of the holy way into them and reach a certain level, attracting the vital energy of heaven and earth, can they be called true articles of great scholars.
An ordinary great scholar can only write two or three true articles in his lifetime, while a literary master can write four or five. A semi-sage can generally only write about ten articles during his great scholar period. Currently, the person who has written the most great scholar true articles is Mo Ju, a semi-sage of the Miscellaneous School, with a total of fourteen articles.
The preciousness of the authentic writings of great scholars is beyond imagination, and there is a difference between "intensive reading" and "reading".
Reading means that you can only look at the words of the great scholar and understand them by yourself, but listening to the Confucian teachings and reading carefully means that you can enter the great scholar's true text and listen to the great scholar's power in it and explain the true text in person.
Each Great Confucian True Text can only be listened to and read carefully three times at most. Once the three times are used up, the original intention of the Great Confucian True Text will dissipate and turn into an ordinary Great Confucian True Text with power but no true meaning.
The great Confucian scholars' true writings will be consumed in the battle with monsters and barbarians, and the great Confucian scholars' descendants will try their best to get the opportunity to listen to the teachings and study them intensively. Each time they use it, there is one less opportunity, so there are not many great Confucian scholars' true writings available to listen to the teachings.
Even for the main disciples of a semi-saint family, it is impossible for all of them to listen to the teachings carefully. Only the geniuses or those who have made contributions to the family have the opportunity.
The students present had different expressions.
Fang Yun's enemies were unhappy and even fearful. Fang Yun's momentum was already taking shape. Every time he became famous and made achievements, he would gain great benefits. Once he became a Jinshi, he would soar to the sky, and people of the same age would be left far behind by him, and the distance would get higher and higher.
The others nodded and smiled. There had never been any rewards in the third round of the Ten Nations Competition. This time it was obviously a semi-saint who gave Fang Yun an extra reward. If Fang Yun could listen to the teachings carefully when he was a Jinshi, and lay the foundation for the saintly path early on, it would be of great help.
Fang Yun's face lit up with joy after hearing this. This kind of authentic writings by great Confucian scholars were either firmly held by their descendants or sealed up in the Holy Academy, making them extremely difficult to obtain.
Even if Fang Yun had collected all the fragments of "Peach Blossom Spring" in his hands, he could not listen to the teachings and read them carefully, because one of the fragments was contaminated by the blood of the Demon Saint.
An opportunity to listen to the intensive reading of the teachings can give a person the opportunity to become a great scholar, even if the opportunity is very small, it is precious. Therefore, the value of this kind of great scholar's true text is extremely high. Unless Fang Yun uses a precious treasure to exchange for it, even the semi-saint family will not let him listen to the intensive reading.
The Lei family's Dragon Ascension Stone can be exchanged for ordinary great Confucian texts, but it can never be exchanged for great Confucian texts that can be studied and recited carefully.
Just listening to the sermon carefully would not be enough to make Fang Yun show joy. What is more important is that Fang Yun can choose any one of the sermons in the Holy Academy, which is crucial.
While Fang Yun was happy, Xun Li, Lei Shisan and others were filled with grief and indignation. Before the competition, the two of them were induced by Fang Yun to speak wildly in front of billions of human beings, and now they could not take back their words. Once Jing Kingdom won and entered the top eight, the result would be disastrous.
If a person's literary reputation is damaged, it will usually only affect the area of one state, or at most one country, and it is very rare for the infamy to spread to ten countries. But now, the two of them are very likely to become the laughing stock of the entire human race, and their literary reputation will be completely transformed into infamy. Unless Fang Yun reverses the situation, the two of them will never be able to turn things around.
Xun Li's hands trembled violently, and he made another mistake in writing a word. He had to cross it out and write it again, but his heart was already filled with fear and panic. He was afraid that Qing Kingdom would lose this competition. After all, Fang Yun's twenty chips meant that two people from Jing Kingdom had ten chips in You Wan Ti Hai, which was really too many.
It took a long time for Xun Li to finish answering this question. Then he looked at the silver test paper in front of the people from Jing State, and then looked at the silver test paper in front of the people from Qing State, and was stunned.
"How could this happen! Who stole my test paper!" Xun Li suddenly shouted.
Fang Yun felt strange. He looked at Xun Li and Qing Guoren's test papers with others and was stunned.
As a successful candidate in the imperial examination, Fang Yun's eyesight was no weaker than that of an ordinary successful candidate. He could tell at a glance that among the ten stacks of silver test papers of Qing Kingdom, Xun Li's test paper was only ranked sixth in thickness!
The number of chips in You Wantihai is completely determined by the number of Yinguan test papers.
Fang Yun looked at the test papers of his Jingguo students again. Qiao Juze and Chen Liyue's test papers were actually higher than Xun Li's! Although there were only a few more, it was too unbelievable. Logically, Xun Li's test paper should have at least a hundred more than the two!
Soon, other Jinshi also discovered this strange phenomenon.
Qiao Juze and other students from Jing State could not help but laugh. Who would have thought that Xun Li, who was once second only to Yan Yukong, would fall to this point.
Cui Wang chuckled and said, "Thinking of someone's previous outrageous remarks, I feel really happy!"
The other students from Jing State smiled but said nothing. They were all older than Cui Wang and it was not appropriate for them to say such things in front of billions of people.
A student from Qing Kingdom exclaimed, "Brother Xun, how come you have fewer Silver Light test papers than me? This is impossible! I know my level, and there is absolutely no way I can surpass you! There must be an accident, and we must investigate it thoroughly!"
Yan Yukong sighed softly. He put down his pen and continued to answer the questions. As he wrote, he said, "No need to check. Xun Li's literary talent has been lost and he has gone astray. What a pity."
The competition site was deathly silent. Many students didn't even try to answer the questions, but stared at Xun Li, wanting to know the result.
Xun Li's hands began to tremble. He put down his brush tremblingly, and was immersed in the writing palace in disbelief.
"Click..."
A moment later, a slight cracking sound of a sword echoed in the Wen Palace, and echoed in the ears of billions of human beings.
After this third round, the final counting of chips will be carried out to determine the final results of the Ten Nations Competition, and also determine the number of admissions to the imperial examinations in each country next year. Therefore, the number of people in front of the gates of literary academies in various places has increased several times today, and many people outside the city will also enter the city to watch the light curtain.
“Cough, cough, cough…” Xun Li suddenly started coughing violently as if he was choking on water, then he sat in the chair in a daze, not answering the questions, staring silently ahead with a dull look in his eyes.
The people of Qing State at the side hurriedly advised: "Brother Xun, don't give up. The final result has not yet been announced, and we still have a chance! Your literary courage is only cracked, not broken. As long as you are determined, you can avoid the literary courage being broken! You participated in the competition for Qing State, even if you made mistakes in speaking out, your literary courage will not be shattered!"
Kong Deyu snorted coldly and said, "Don't deceive yourself. You and I know whether Xun Li is doing this for the country and the people or for his own selfish desires. If he really wanted to suppress Jingguo with his literary talent, his literary courage would never crack. His mistake is that he not only wants to suppress Jingguo with his literary talent, but also wants to ruin Fang Yun's literary reputation. Ridiculous, can he ruin Fang Yun's literary reputation? Not to mention ten people in a country, even ten thousand or a million people can't ruin Fang Yun's literary reputation! Do you really think Fang Yun is afraid of losing? Even if he loses, billions of us will recognize his literary reputation! Do you know why? The black and white words on the "Holy Way" are Fang Yun's literary reputation! The articles in the holy temples, the Three Rainbows Reception, the Holy Pen Comments, etc., are Fang Yun's literary reputation!"
There were thunderous applause and cheers in front of the screens of literary academies in various countries of the ten countries.
Some people finally understood that Fang Yun had been completely recognized by hundreds of millions of people, and that attacks on his reputation, framing others, and spreading rumors could no longer do anything to Fang Yun.
No one in Qing State refuted and could only continue answering the questions silently.
Suddenly, Cui Wang said, "Look, there aren't many silver test papers in front of Lei Shisan."
Everyone looked and found that what Cui Wang said was absolutely correct.
"It seems that another literary talent has been disgraced." A Yue countryman who was not on good terms with the Lei family sneered.
Lei Shisan was stunned, and hurriedly entered the Wen Palace. Then, a sound of the Wen Palace cracking was heard in his head.
Many people shook their heads and continued answering the questions.
"Now their literary courage is broken. If Jingguo wins in the end, their literary courage will definitely be shattered." One person sighed. (To be continued...)