The two green mountains are a hundred feet high, and the two people on the top of the mountain are also about a hundred feet apart. The mountain walls are straight up and down and very steep. There is a small river flowing under the two mountain walls, and the sound of flowing water reaches Fang Yun's ears.
Fang Yun looked at Qu Hange on the top of the mountain ahead, and thought to himself that this terrain was really peculiar. The distance between the two of them now formed a delicate balance. At the moment, it seemed difficult for both of them to launch a particularly effective attack.
However, if someone accidentally falls down, they will inevitably be at a disadvantage and will be hit hardest by the people on the top of the mountain.
If no one comes down the mountain, the two sides will inevitably remain in a stalemate unless they have special means. After all, both of them are Jinshi, and the power they can use to attack a hundred feet away is limited and monotonous.
For Hanlin, a hundred feet is a normal distance, but for Grand Secretary, within a hundred feet is considered close combat.
"God helps me!" Qu Hange laughed, his face full of satisfaction and confidence of victory.
Fang Yun slowly adjusted his breathing. Although the Lord of Plague was strong, his medical power and the Moon Phase Divine Stone completely restrained the Lord of Plague.
The Qu Han Ge in front of him might not be as good as the Lord of Plague, but Fang Yun had read through Qu Han Ge's information repeatedly before. His only weakness was that he was old and not suitable for a long-term literary battle. Apart from that, he had no other weaknesses.
Qu Han Ge not only had many battle poems that entered the third realm, but he was also good at attacking in the art of playing the zither and defending in the art of chess, and their combination was seamless.
Not only does Fang Yun not have the power to restrain himself, he might even be restrained!
Qu Han Ge had too much experience and combat experience. He watched Fang Yun's nine literary battles in a row. He had seen it very clearly and must have found a way to restrain him.
Even if Fang Yun had an advantage over Qu Hange before, after nine rounds of literary battles, that advantage would inevitably disappear.
At the last moment, Fang Yun was not panicked, but calmer. Qu Hange might have a powerful trump card, or he might have temporarily gained strength for this literary battle, but as long as he has not been defeated, he is undefeated!
If there is an enemy ahead, kill him. Victory, that's all!
Some things are just that simple!
Failure? No need to think about it!
Fang Yun's eyes gradually brightened, shining like stars and burning like lamps, as if they were two sources of light in this world.
Qu Hange's cloudy eyes had become bright and sharp. His body was still old, but if one only looked at his eyes, one could mistake him for a young man in his early twenties.
Qu Hange sensed Fang Yun's change of heart, smiled coldly, and said: "I am not a talkative person, but before you fail, I will give you a chance. As long as you withdraw from the literary battle, I can declare a draw and save some face for the dignified Void Saint! If you persist, it will be a great opportunity for me to step on the Duke of Zhenguo and go down in history!"
"If you had spent more time and energy studying the classics, you would probably have become a Hanlin by now," Fang Yun said with a smile.
Qu Hange's face changed color furiously!
"You... you dare to insult me!" Qu Hange asked loudly.
"It's not humiliating or not. I'm just telling the truth. Now that we've entered the literary battlefield, it's only humiliating yourself if you still keep chattering on about these things!" Fang Yun's tone was particularly indifferent, as if he was just talking about a very ordinary thing.
During the conversation, Fang Yun, as usual, first wrote the poem about summoning the sword, then the poem about hiding the sword, and then prepared to summon the Lian Shi Assassin and the White Horse Knight. He was fully prepared and not careless at all.
Qu Hange narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Fang Yun like a tiger hunting its prey, and said slowly: "What I said before was not to provoke you, nor to confuse your mind, but you don't know what's good for you, you take my kindness for granted, you don't know how to respect the elderly, and you don't know how to be humble. Then I will discipline you today!"
After Qu Hange finished speaking, he took out the Yaoqin from the Hanhu shell and placed it on the qin stand.
This is a Hanlin Wenbaoqin, which has the appearance of a Shennongqin, with a broad and heavy body. After being refined into a Wenbao, its sound is like a tiger's roar.
Fang Yun observed carefully and found that this was the "Yiyin Qin" that Qu Han Ge often used, but it had just been painted with a new layer of lacquer. Although it was not as good as the Minglei Qin lacquer, its power was greatly improved!
For a third-level master of the art of zither, this means that if he were to compete in a literary duel with the other ten Jinshi masters, his chances of winning would increase to 70%!
Afterwards, Qu Hange took out a chessboard, threw it gently, and it floated above the lyre, slowly rotating.
The chessboard emitted a faint white light, like a piece of white jade, but the patterns on the jade were extremely special. On it actually appeared the real mountains and rivers of Qing Kingdom, forming a natural geographical map of mountains and rivers.
This is the specialty of Qing State, the mountain and river chessboard.
Fang Yun had obtained a mountain and river chessboard last year, but it was just an unformed blank. It had not been integrated with the war poem and had not become a real cultural treasure, so it could not play a role. Qu Hange's chessboard had already been refined into a cultural treasure.
There was nothing special about this mountain and river chessboard, so Fang Yun then looked at the chess pot.
On both sides of the chessboard, there is a mahogany chess pot.
When Qu Hange took out the Go treasure, famous Go masters from various countries on the viewing platform exclaimed in amazement.
Their eyes were not on the chessboard, but on the chess pot.
"Oh my god, how could he have the legendary Jiaoque twins?"
"Look carefully at the chess pot. On top of the black piece, a dragon is coiled, resting with its eyes closed. On top of the white piece, a fire sparrow is lying, flapping its wings as if about to fly. Over the past thousand years, the human race has only had a dozen pairs of dragon-sparrow twins, and there are definitely no more than eight pairs left now!"
"Qingguo is too cruel to use a cultural treasure of this level!"
"The value of these twin dragons and sparrows is even higher than that of the ancient zither painted with thunder stone lacquer! Fang Xusheng is completely at a disadvantage."
"This chessboard and the twin dragons and sparrows are equivalent to three cultural treasures. Add a Yinqin, and that equals four cultural treasures, which is one more! Fortunately, in the literary war, a set of Go cultural treasures is equivalent to two cultural treasures. If it were equivalent to one cultural treasure, then the literary war would surely become the world of chess scholars."
"If my guess is correct, these twin dragons and sparrows should belong to His Majesty the Zongsheng. They are placed in the Zong family's old house and baptized by the Zongsheng's power. I'm afraid they are already cultural treasures at the level of a university scholar."
"This is the fear of chess scholars. Once one's realm is high, one may not be able to use a very powerful chessboard, but the flag can be replaced with one that is two levels higher. There is no doubt that this pair of Jiaoque twins must be equivalent to two university scholar treasures!"
"Qing Kingdom has lost all shame in order to win."
“Is it important to have a state on your face?”
"Look, Fang Yun is still very calm. It's really hard for him. At such a young age, he has a country in his heart and a state on his shoulders, but in the end he encounters an enemy that he absolutely cannot defeat. Sigh..."
"But even so, Fang Xusheng still has the strength to fight!"
At the same time, Qu Hange smiled proudly and pointed at Fang Yun.
"The four directions of heaven and earth are called 'Yu', and the past and present are called 'Zhou'. Following the Way will bring good fortune, and going against the Way will bring disaster!"
Fang Yun saw that the whole world seemed to be collapsing! (To be continued)