Time passed minute by minute, and when there was only half a quarter of an hour left, Xun Li suddenly went crazy, his eyes turned red, and he picked up the pen to answer the questions quickly.
"I can't lose! I won't lose! I definitely won't lose!" Xun Li roared in a low voice while using his lower-grade pen to write down the answers. His speed of answering questions was much faster than before, but his correct percentage was extremely low. Often, he would answer the previous question correctly, but the next test paper would fly behind him withered and yellowed.
Not long after, a bell rang, and the test papers on everyone's desk disappeared, leaving only the silver test paper in front and the withered yellow test paper in the back.
"Can't lose, it's not over yet! Can't lose..." Xun Li muttered softly while writing with a brush. The paper disappeared and black ink formed words on the table.
Then, the voices in the sky began to comment and discuss.
"Kong Deyu, eight-choice seven. Yun Xunsong, eight-choice seven. Gui Mingyuan, eight-choice six..."
The Jinshi had a photographic memory. After hearing it, he could remember the number of chips of each person, and then add up the number of chips of the ten people from the same country, and then add the number of chips from the previous two games to get the final number of chips.
Many people were silently memorizing the number of chips and adding them up. At the beginning, it was nothing, but at the end, the expressions of many Jinshi changed slightly, and they glanced at the people from Jiaguo, Jingguo and Qingguo from time to time.
The voice in the sky recited all the numbers of the chips, and the slight sound of the pen cracking was heard twice in a row. Xun Li and Lei Shisan's noses began to bleed, and the two men hurriedly wiped them with their hands.
"How could they lose to Jing?" Several students from Qing and Jia murmured to themselves.
"I calculated it wrong! I must have calculated it wrong! It is impossible that Qing Kingdom and Jia Kingdom are both inferior to Jing Kingdom! How is it possible? I must have calculated it wrong! I want to wait for the final number of chips to be announced!" Xun Li wiped the blood with his hand, slowly stood up and walked towards the door.
A student from Qing Kingdom hurried over and supported him.
This time no one mocked Xun Li. Kong Deyu and Qiao Juze, who had blamed Xun Li the most before, stood up calmly and walked out with the crowd.
After walking a few steps, Kong Deyu said, "Congratulations to Fang Zhenguo for turning the tide. He won forty points in the Ten Nations Competition. I wish Jingguo to take seventh place!"
"Congratulations to Confucius Academy for ranking second." Fang Yun said.
The people of Yue came over with red faces and bowed to Fang Yun to express their gratitude.
Hu Shang, who had thanked Fang Yun at the beginning of the Ten Nations Competition, said with a smile: "From now on, Fang Yun is the great benefactor of my Yue Kingdom! I never thought that after forty years, my Yue Kingdom would take the sixth place again!"
"You're welcome. The competition is based on strength. Yue Country should be ranked sixth."
"No, no, no, you have made the greatest contribution to my Yue National Academy's sixth place today." Hu Shang looked at Xun Li and continued, "Victory and defeat are common in the military. Today I understand that there are thousands of ways to win, but only one or two ways to fail. I wish Jing Kingdom prosperity and the human race's cultural fortunes prosperity!"
They walked out of the Wendian together and came to the competition venue, where they saw the light curtain listing the final rankings of the eleven academies from top to bottom.
First, open the National Academy.
Second, the Confucius Academy.
Third, the Shu Kingdom Academy.
Fourth, Yun National Academy.
Fifth, Wuguo Academy.
Sixth, Yue National Academy.
Seventh, Jingguo Academy.
Eighth. Jiaguo Academy.
Ninth, Qing National Academy.
Tenth, Shen National Academy Palace.
Eleventh, Gu National Academy.
When Fang Yun walked out, more than 100,000 people in the venue stood up and cheered, and many people used the military's high-five to express their appreciation for Fang Yun's progress.
At the same time, continuous cheers broke out in front of literary academies across Jingguo, and then a name resounded throughout the sky of Jingguo.
"Fang Yun! Fang Yun! Fang Yun! Fang Yun..."
At first, everyone in Jing State just cheered happily, but as they shouted, some older scholars began to cry, and while crying, they shouted Fang Yun's name.
No matter how outstanding Fang Yun was before, even if he was the best writer in a state, it only made people feel happy. Even if he became the first son of the Lingyan Pavilion, it only made people feel that the strength of Jing State would be enhanced in a few decades.
The Ten-Nation Competition is different. It involves ten participants and a hundred people compete together. It is a competition of each country’s strength and foundation, and there is no room for any tricks.
No matter what happens in the future, at least this year, Jing State has truly suppressed Qing State!
While the people of Jing were cheering, tens of millions of people of Qing were cursing at the light curtain, while hundreds of millions of people of Qing were cursing in their hearts.
"Despicable Xun Li! Qing could have won, but you gave Fang Yun the opportunity to do two things at once, allowing Jing to win seventh place!"
"The sinner of Qing Kingdom!"
"You must be a spy sent by Jingguo!"
"You will die a miserable death!"
"If my son fails to pass the exam next year due to insufficient quota, I will die in front of the Xun family's gate!"
"Fang Yun is able to dominate the whole state with his writing skills, how could he be tricked by a fool like you? Damn idiot, you think too highly of yourself!"
"You bastard, I wish I could chop you into pieces! I had a chance to pass the imperial examination next year, but it looks like I have to wait at least a year!"
"My son, the scholar, has pity on me!"
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In the competition venue, Xun Li stared blankly at the ranking on the screen, and then felt an invisible force leaving his body, and suddenly heard endless sounds in his ears. The sound was like a tsunami, or the noise in a vegetable market, grand and chaotic, and no one could understand what it was.
Xun Li vomited large mouthfuls of blood, and the sound of his penis bursting was heard again and again.
Xun Li knew that the power that left his body was the destiny of Qing State, and those endless voices were the curses of the people of Qing State.
If one can obtain either the destiny of the country or the support of the people, even if he cannot be remembered for generations, he can at least become a famous figure. If he obtains neither, he will surely be abandoned.
"Wow!" Xun Li spat out the last mouthful of blood, and then the sound of a glass bottle falling and exploding spread throughout the venue.
Xun Li's literary courage was completely shattered.
Seeing the people of Qing carrying Xun Li away, everyone sighed.
There were several sounds of cracking in Lei Shisan's head, but it did not shatter in the end. He was still able to stand with the help of his friend, but blood was constantly flowing from all his orifices.
"Congratulations to Fang Zhenguo! Congratulations to Jingguo!" someone shouted from the seats on the stairs, and then tens of thousands of people shouted one after another.
The upright weak country Jing defeated the despicable strong country Qing. This is a matter of great joy to the people, and everyone has justice in their hearts.
The students from Qiguo who won first place again this year were at a loss whether to laugh or cry. If people who didn't know the situation only heard these noises, they would have thought that Jingguo won first place.
A man walked down the stairs quickly and came in front of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun took a look and saw that it was his good friend Li Fanming.
Li Fanming said with a grin, "Galloping Demon, let me say something for my brother-in-law. I won't fight you on the Dragon Platform, but we will compete to see who can kill the most Saint Clan monsters! How about the loser writing a poem for the other?"
"Your brother-in-law?" Fang Yun was puzzled.
"Ji Shouyu, although his bloodline is distant from my wife's family, he is still my wife's brother after all." Li Fanming said with a smile.
"So it's him. Is he the number one of the younger generation of the Wenwang family?" Fang Yun asked.
"Yes, except for him, no one else in the Wenwang family is qualified to enter the Denglongtai."
"Okay, I accept this comparison!" Fang Yun readily agreed. (To be continued...)