The people of Qing, who were filled with indignation just now, suddenly blushed.
It is true that Fang Yun is a virtual saint, but virtual saint is a status, not strength. No matter what, he is a young Jinshi.
What's more, Fang Yun did not initiate the literary fight in the state. The previous cause was that the candidates from Qing State went to Jiangzhou to humiliate the scholars from Jing State, and the later cause was that the clan wanted to seize the holy way of education. No matter what, it was Qing State that was disrespectful first.
If Qing won, Zhang Huzhu's behavior would reflect Qing's great power style, knowing courtesy and shame, and winning in an open and aboveboard manner, which others would not be able to blame.
If Qing was defeated, it could be said that it did not try its best. It would prevent others from taking advantage of the situation and no one could try to smear Qing.
If the ten scholars of the huge Qing Kingdom all try to win by any means necessary, it will instead arouse the sympathy of the people of the ten countries for the other country's luck and disgust for the Qing Kingdom, which will most likely lead to an embarrassing situation of winning but not winning.
That's why Zhang Huzhu took the initiative to seek a fight.
"A country of etiquette and people of virtue." Fang Yun bowed to Zhang Huzhu.
"However, in addition to war paintings, I am also a poetry fanatic. Fang Xusheng, please don't be careless." Zhang Huzhu said frankly.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I have heard of Mr. Zhang's achievements. Mr. Zhang has cultivated a Juren defensive war poem and a sprint war poem to the third level, and two Jinshi defensive war poems to the second level. With these defensive war poems, I am able to use war paintings continuously. I should be careful."
"My mere military achievements are nothing compared to those of Fang Xusheng. Well, we, an old man and a young man, should stop being polite. Please."
"please."
There was a flash of light in front of his eyes, Fang Yun opened his eyes, and found himself on a small hill. On the hill was a dilapidated village. The gate of the village was blocked, and there was a watchtower on the right.
Fang Yun was secretly happy, it seemed that he was lucky to be in the mountain village. Zhang Huzhu was most likely outside.
Fang Yun quickly climbed to the top of the lookout tower, and Zhang Huzhu was indeed right at the foot of the mountain.
Zhang Hu said with a bamboo tongue: "Fang Xusheng is lucky. Luck is also an important thing in a life-and-death fight. This is a war of words, not a life-and-death fight with monsters. How about we make a rule. I will attack first in the first quarter of an hour. If I can't attack the mountain stronghold, you will attack me. As long as you force me to retreat one step, you will win. How about it?"
Fang Yun thought about it and thought this was a good suggestion. If it was someone else, they would not attack the mountain, force Fang Yun down, and then fight on the flat ground. Zhang Huzhu's suggestion seemed to be a disadvantage, and he would lose if he only moved one step, but Fang Yun knew very well that Zhang Huzhu was good at war paintings. He was good at defense but not good at attack. Once he was forced to move, he was already at the end of his strength. Only by fighting hard could he save the situation. But with Zhang Huzhu's temperament, he was definitely not willing to fight hard.
Because Fang Yunyao is Zhang Huzhu's half-teacher.
All the famous painters of the Ten Kingdoms learned Fang Yun’s new painting techniques such as the brushstrokes.
"Then it's just as you said, sir."
Fang Yun said this and looked around the village again.
Although the gate of the mountain stronghold was blocked, it was made of wood and could be easily breached. The mountain road below was only a few feet wide and winding. If we gave up this easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack mountain road and only guarded the gate of the mountain stronghold, it would be almost like waiting to die. No military strategist would make such a mistake.
Fang Yun was standing on the lookout tower, writing "Dream of War in Wind and Rain", and he summoned thousands of ice knights directly outside the gate of the mountain village, turning the steps of the mountain road into thick ice, making them difficult to climb.
The Weak Water Knight held a spear in front, and the Strange Wind Knight held a bow in the back, forming an iron wall.
Fang Yun then wrote the poems "Song of the Yi River" and "Farewell to Jing Ke" and summoned the poem assassin immediately. This poem assassin was very powerful. Since his body was derived from black fog, he could not only walk on water, but even float in the air. However, when he had nowhere to gain leverage, his speed was very slow and he could not fly. He could only be considered to be floating and gliding.
With this Lian Shi assassin, Fang Yun has the protection of an extra demon marquis at any time and anywhere, and his status is definitely superior to that of ordinary demon marquises or even royal demon marquises, and is equivalent to that of a demon marquis from the holy clan.
Fang Yun estimated the strength of the Lian Shi assassin. In terms of combat effectiveness, he was only equivalent to a Third Palace Hanlin, but in terms of combat awareness and skills, he was no less than those top Seven Palace Hanlin.
Because, this Lian Shi Assassin was formed by two poetic souls, and he obtained the fighting intentions that remained in the world between two of the four great assassins. Although it was not much, it was enough to rival the Seven Palaces Hanlin.
Afterwards, Fang Yun wrote "White Horse" and "White Horse Hero", summoning a White Horse General and a White Horse Hero. Due to the relationship between the natural war poems, "White Horse Hero" is about to enter the second realm to form a poetic soul, and then Fang Yun has one more demon guard.
Fang Yun did not attack immediately, but observed Zhang Huzhu. Although the information he obtained was very detailed, describing Zhang Huzhu's life, personality, temper, preferences, and fighting habits in detail, what he learned from books was superficial and needed actual combat to be truly put into practice.
Battle paintings and battle poems are the powers that the human race has only paid attention to in recent years. So far, there has been no fifth-level master in the art of painting. The first fourth-level master of the human race was Gu Kaizhi. To date, there are only two fourth-level masters of the art of painting still alive.
The human race is the most suitable for the existing holy path and is recognized as the most talented. They will naturally continue along the existing holy path and have the greatest possibility of becoming a saint.
Many geniuses are mistakenly believed to be lacking in talent because they are not suitable for the existing holy path, but not enough to create a new holy path. Most of these people continue to follow in the footsteps of their predecessors with difficulty, but a few find new ways. Even if they cannot create a new holy path, they are willing to die on the new path to pave the way for future generations.
The scholars who embarked on the path of writing war poems and painting battles overcame all obstacles and set out on their way without any regrets.
Both Ruan Ling and Zhang Huzhu were considered not to be talents of the Saint Path. At least among the geniuses of their peers, they were considered to have strayed from the Saint Path, and would be misunderstood to some extent, and suffer more. Because of this, the two were the most generous, and they were full of respect for the founder of the painting path, and did not hate this enemy country.
Zhang Huzhu was seen slowly taking out one war painting after another from the Hanhu shell.
Ordinary people have to pay attention to some details when using war paintings, but this third-level master just took out a scroll and threw it far away.
The war painting was seen burning in the air and then transformed into real power.
At the beginning, Zhang Huzhu's painting scroll transformed into batches of monsters.
These demons were either demon lords or demon commanders. A moment later, ten demon lords and over a thousand demon commanders appeared in front of Zhang Huzhu.
Fang Yun was relatively better off, but most of the readers on the observation deck felt their scalps tingling after reading this chapter of Hu Zhu. This chapter was too terrifying. The key point was that this was just the beginning.
"Go ahead." After saying this, Zhang Huzhu lowered his head and continued to take out the scroll from the Hanhu shell.
The battle between the Ice Knights and the War Painting Demons was extremely brutal and should have been the focus of everyone's attention. However, everyone, including Fang Yun, was attracted by a war painting under Zhang Huzhu, and a large number of Jingguo scholars showed expressions of being at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
After Zhang Huzhu's new battle painting burned, what appeared was not a monster, but a human, a Hanlin.
It was none other than Li Wenying from more than ten years ago!
.(To be continued..)