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On the fortress, Fang Yun slowly regained his talent, but the Jinshi were still immersed in the joy of getting a rejuvenation poem for the first time.
Yan Yukong was second only to Fang Yun in bravery. He was the first to wake up. He looked around outside the castle and saw that a large number of demons and barbarians were dead. He was slightly startled, and then he remembered that the power level of Fang Yun's Qi-Returning Poetry was close to the edge of the Holy Path.
Returning Qi poems are war poems, not ordinary classic articles. War poems, let alone close to the edge of the holy way, as long as they are slightly connected to the holy way, are far more powerful than ordinary war poems, so the power formed by this poem for the first time can be easily Kill those demon barbarians so that at least the demon lords can resist this power.
Seeing the monsters in the distance who were too frightened to attack, Yan Yukong breathed a sigh of relief. Instead of reminding others, he looked at Fang Yun and found that Fang Yun seemed to have exhausted his talents. He immediately walked up to Fang Yun and said with words The power of courage protects luck and prevents accidents.
Lei Li in the distance seemed to be about to reach out, but suddenly snorted and seemed to have to give up his move against Fang Yun.
At the same time, Yan Yukong felt the talent in his body and was secretly shocked.
After a while, everyone woke up one after another.
"This... is really a poem of recovery! Doesn't it mean that only a few great bachelors who have touched the edge of the holy way can reluctantly write it?"
"Is the Grand Scholar invincible, or is the Void Saint's skill superior?" Zhang Zhixing said with a smile.
"That makes sense!" Everyone nodded and smiled.
"How's your talent response?"
"It has been increasing rapidly. As expected, it will be fully restored to four inches in two quarters of an hour. The talents of all middle-aged Jinshi have already reached ten inches. Can they be fully restored?"
"According to this trend, not only will the full amount be restored, but there will also be some leftover. If I remember correctly, even if a great scholar uses a first-level restoration poem, he can only restore 30% of his talent, right? This restoration poem is simply magical. ”
"After all, this is the first time this poem has appeared. There are all kinds of powerful treasures. It is normal for it to return to fullness."
"As expected of Fang Xusheng, after the poem was completed, he single-handedly slaughtered forty to fifty thousand monsters. And I'm afraid these monsters cannot be controlled by the Lord of Plague into corpse soldiers."
A Qingguo Jinshi said helplessly: "Stop talking, just take a look at the Spring Hunting List."
The expressions of many Jinshi changed and they hurriedly used their official seals to check.
Li Fanming said helplessly: "Three hundred and seventy thousand, it's blinding me! It's impossible for Qiguo to catch up."
A person from the Gu country smiled bitterly and said: "You are okay, but the value of our Gu country is still less than 120,000. In other words, the Jing country is already three times that of our Gu country! If Chun Lie can go back alive, he will not be able to see the elders of Jiangdong."
"As long as we can go back alive, who cares about face!" Li Fanming said.
"However, Fang Xusheng seems to be overstretched in talent. Could it be that he has not been blessed by the power of the Qi Restoration Poetry?"
"It's very possible. After all, Qi-returning poems are a very special category among war poems. They are connected with the holy way and are used by Jinshi. After all, they are different from those of Grand Scholars."
"I really wrongly blamed Fang Xusheng just now. I thought he had lost his fighting spirit."
"I just said, don't use your standards to measure Fang Xusheng. He is obviously writing this poem. With this poem, our chance of survival is greatly increased!"
Not far away, Lei Li shouted: "Continue!"
An invisible chill swept across the entire place. Many demon barbarians attacked bravely, while some new demon lords were hesitant.
The poetry madmen who had fully recovered their talents looked at those demon princes indifferently, if they were the kind of demon princes who had been there for many years. They didn't have any confidence in killing him. They could only say that they had a chance of victory, but they had to deal with this kind of demon barbarian who had just become a demon lord for less than three days. You can definitely win one on one easily.
"In order to prevent you and others from jumping over the wall, I have never personally taken action. Since Fang Yun'er is so arrogant, I will teach you how to behave!"
Sun Renbing immediately mocked: "Lord of the Plague, have you ever been a human being? If you want to be a human being, we have to teach you!"
The Jinshi chuckled and suppressed their uneasiness.
Ji Shouyu said nothing.
Fang Yun still sat on the seat of honor to regain his talent.
A large number of demons and barbarians rushed over, and the two sides once again fell into a fierce battle.
After a while, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and said: "Before the demon lords joined the battle, these demon barbarians were nothing more than slightly powerful targets. If you middle-aged Jinshi seniors see anything wrong with the young Jinshi around you, you might as well give them some advice. 2. If young scholars have doubts, they can ask some questions without disturbing the seniors.”
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he closed his eyes and continued to recover his talent.
"That makes sense. Studying at this moment is probably a hundred times more efficient than usual!"
"However, don't be distracted. Those of you who major in or are part-time doctors should not participate. You should always observe the movements of the Plague Lord. The Plague Lord never knows when he will use the power of the plague to target us!" Sun Renbing road.
"Fortunately, there are no leopard tribe monsters in the Jinshi hunting ground. If there were thousands of leopard tribes, we would have a headache."
"Thanks to the ancient demon clan who issued a great curse on the Leopard clan, if the Leopard clan were as prosperous as other clans, our human race would hardly have the possibility to defend the city. During the battle between the two realms, at least four of the ten city defenses were lost. It’s the work of the Leopard Clan. Especially the King of the Leopard Clan, who can fly in the air, and his speed is far inferior to that of the Eagle Clan.”
"Yes, the speed of the Leopard Clan is too fast. It can even exceed the speed of a song in a short period of time. It is the same as the sound. Our human race is not a monster. How can we avoid it at close range? So much so that several people in the Two Worlds Mountain even wrote a book Summarize how to deal with the Leopard Clan."
"Especially the 'shuttle' talent of a few Leopard tribe, which treats space as if it were nothing. It is more terrifying than the feather movement of the Eagle tribe. The most talented ones can directly penetrate the protective warfare poetry. They are simply the nemesis of the human race."
"This hunting ground is just to train us, not to let us die. Naturally, we will not let such terrible races come here. Like the spider demon clan, the sons of the saints and even the sons of the twin saints, if they stay here, it will be a waste of time. The big firecracker."
As the battle became more intense, there were fewer people chatting. Some experienced Jinshi occasionally pointed out the mistakes of the Jinshi around them, which benefited the young Jinshi a lot.
The medical scholars are very vigilant and constantly monitor Yao Man and Lei Li to avoid the emergence of the power of the plague.
After a while, a group of faster wolves joined the battle. Their performance was mediocre at first, but after approaching the castle, all the wolves suddenly accelerated.
"There's a problem!" Sun Renbing shouted.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The Jinshi who had been prepared for a long time used all their strength to control their rhetoric and swords, giving priority to killing all the fast wolves.
A series of sword lights appeared around the castle, forming a dense sword network.
However, this time the wolves were too close and there were too many.
A wolf demon general suddenly jumped onto the top of the city, its body exploded, and a thick green mist was about to disperse.
The nearby Jinshi almost stopped breathing and fell into despair. The incident happened so suddenly that even the nearby poetry maniac couldn't react.
However, at the moment when the wolf demon was about to jump onto the city, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and used all his strength to write a war poem with a high-grade pen.
"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying..."
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