The upper viewing platform of Dongshengwenjie is composed of four majestic peaks and the open space between the peaks.
The slopes of the four peaks formed natural stairs, on which a large number of scholars of the human race sat.
There was originally an open space in the valley below, but after Fang Yun and Fang Bo entered the literary battle, the open space in the valley turned into a forest. The entire forest was shrouded in transparent light, forming a real literary battlefield.
Fang Yun and Fang Bo in the forest can only see the forest and the sky, while the people reading on the observation deck can see everything that happens in the forest battlefield.
Even though the two people were blocked by the trees, they could still see them through the trees. This is the wonder of the viewing platform in the literary world.
Everyone on the upper observation deck can see everything that happens on the literary battlefield, including the nine veteran scholars who are about to fight Fang Yunwen!
This is the point where the opponent's luck is the most unfavorable when fighting alone in a state, and it is also the most difficult point in fighting alone in a state.
Surprisingly, the number of scholars on the observation platform increased, far exceeding the number of those holding official seals. After all, not all scholars had official seals.
Both Jing State and Qing State were located on the northern hillside, with a distance of more than ten feet between the two countries, and they ignored each other.
The place closest to Qing State was mostly populated by scholars from Jiangzhou, Jing State. Dong Wencong, the prefect of Yuhai Prefecture, said to a civil servant, "Why are you here again? Go and inform all the scholars in the city that as long as they are a Juren or higher, even if they don't have an official seal or have retired to live in retirement, it's best to come to the Holy Temple! Officials from all countries have gone crazy now, voluntarily wasting their country's talents and sending all the scholars here."
The civil servant looked at the forest battlefield below with great depression and left the Eastern Saint Literature Realm.
Feng Zimo, the Lord of the Court standing next to Dong Wencong, said, "In the past thousand years, the human race has usually selected ten people from Jinshi to Daru for a normal literary war. It is very common for people of the same literary rank to fight fiercely. But a solitary literary war of one against ten is very rare. In history, only a few people have won a solitary literary war. And there are major reasons for that. The country whose state was in the literary war did not try its best."
Dong Wencong nodded and said, "The Xunzi family and some other families did not contribute. It seems that Qing Kingdom is holding back its strength, but even if they contribute, the strongest scholar they send is only comparable to Qu Hange. This time, it is called a literary war for a state, but in fact it is a literary war for a country."
He Ludong, who was standing aside, looked at the nine old scholars at the bottom of the Qing Kingdom's seats and said helplessly, "These nine scholars have been watching the battle. Every time Fang Xusheng goes through a literary battle, the Qing Kingdom scholars behind him understand him a little better, and Fang Xusheng's chances of winning decrease a little!"
"No way. This is the rule of a solitary literary battle. After all, a literary battle between people of the same literary rank cannot truly reflect the national strength of the two countries, so the party proposing the literary battle must be harsh. However, Fang Xusheng still has a chance of winning... Huh? That Mo girl seems to have discovered the old Jinshi Fang Bo."
"We forgot! When the Ink Lady collected all the ink sticks from Baling City, these old scholars were all in the Academy of Literature and in front of the Holy Temple. No matter how extraordinary the Ink Lady was, it was impossible for her to take the ink sticks from the Academy of Literature. These old scholars might have been happy to have saved the ink sticks, but now they are probably regretting it."
"Look at the nine old scholars from Qing State. They are talking to each other."
Everyone in Jing State looked at the nine Jinshi of Qing State, and saw three old men among them taking out all the ink and ink sticks from the Hanhu shells, and then discussed for a while, and took out all the books written with ink. Then they carefully washed the brush tips with their talents, leaving no trace of ink.
The other six old men didn't care too much, because the environment of the battlefield was different. This time it was a forest. Next time it might be a plain or a desert. Both sides could see each other at a glance. There was no need to worry about being discovered.
"In the dense forest, with Mo Nu, at least Fang Yun's first battle is secure." Feng Zimo said.
"Not necessarily. I've heard rumors about Fang Bo. He's not easy to deal with. Among his three three-level battle poems, the smoke assassin formed by "Yi Shui Song" already has the appearance of Jing Ke, and has the power of "the dagger is revealed when the picture is exhausted". He is only a little bit away from reaching the fourth level and showing a white rainbow. No one can stop him! His second scholar battle poem is "Falcon's Journey" which he wrote himself. It was originally to praise the heroic figure of the former Grand Marshal of Qing State in hunting. Because it is an original work, its power is not much worse than "Yi Shui Song"."
He Ludong was about to continue speaking when Zhou Junhu interrupted him, "Fang Bo's third third-level Juren battle poem is the common "Mountain Ode", and the poem is protected by the virtual image of mountains. Moreover, he also has two Jinshi battle poems that have reached the second level, which is equivalent to Hanlin battle poems! I know all this, but I believe Fang Xusheng has a greater chance of winning!"
Everyone in Jingguo sighed softly and said nothing.
Suddenly someone from the Qing Kingdom spoke loudly, but because they didn't use the tongue-thundering method, no one could hear the complete words, only some short phrases intermittently.
"Young... Exaggerated... Inexperienced... Try to be awesome... Nothing special... Must win..."
Everyone in Jing State was furious, but it was difficult for them to retort when the outcome was still undecided.
Minister of Literature Jiang Hechuan said calmly: "Don't pay attention to those jumping clowns. We should not only watch from the sidelines, but also learn with an open mind. Since Lord Dongsheng is willing to let the literary world come, he doesn't want us to quarrel."
The scholars hurriedly gathered their minds and looked carefully at the battlefield in the forest.
Fang Yun also guessed that Mo Nu was determining Fang Bo's position through ink sticks or ink. After a little thought, he realized that if he continued to drag on, Fang Bo might also discover his position. If he could not act decisively now, then Mo Nu's advantage in identifying ink would be gone and he would miss the opportunity.
Fang Yun picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and quickly wrote "Night Raid".
The golden belt is tied to the battle robe, and the horse rushes through the snow to Lintao. The flag is rolled up to rob the demon king's tent at night, and the barbarians are slashed without a precious sword.
The writing brush is not a literary treasure, the ink is not dragon blood ink, and the inkstone is also not a literary treasure, but when Fang Yun puts pen to paper, precious light is formed.
First, there was the 50% precious light formed by the ink, covering half a page of paper, and the Inkstone Turtle could double the precious light formed by the ink. The precious light of the ink quickly doubled, forming a whole layer of precious light, which doubled the power of the war poem.
The ink from the inkstone turtle has the sound of a dragon's roar. Originally, there were three dragon roars, which could increase the precious light by an additional 30%, but now, there are only five dragon roars!
The harmony between Mo Nu and Yan Gui increased the power of the war poem by 20%.
A layer and a half of precious light appeared on the paper, followed by the original precious light and the handed-down precious light of "Night Raid".
Because of the effect of the Tianyan War Poem, this war poem has been promoted to the second realm, so the second realm poetry soul light appears.
The appearance of four and a half layers of precious light made the power of this poem far beyond the ordinary Jinshi war poems and close to the Hanlin war poems.
Then golden armor appeared on Fang Yun, and then a white horse appeared under Fang Yun's crotch.
This "Night Raid" was originally a rare complete poem among war poems, because the whole poem describes a general wearing golden armor, riding a horse in the snow, then sneaking into the barbarian camp, and finally killing the barbarian soldiers with his own hands.
It has protection, speed and combat.
This time, Fang Yun did not hold the sword, but only took the power of protection and swiftness from the poem. At the same time, with the sentence "rolling up the flag to rob the demon king's tent at night", he made the warhorse gallop silently, which echoed the title of the poem "Night Raid". (To be continued...)