After the 360,000 troops finished shouting, the huge figure of Qu Hange in the distance shook and changed.
At this moment, Qu Hange was holding the Wenbao chessboard in his left hand. The chess pot on the chessboard had disappeared, and instead, 360 chess pieces kept changing above the chessboard, like black and white fish swimming in the sea, floating up, sinking, spreading, or gathering, forming faint starlight, falling on the chessboard.
Around the chessboard, there was a layer of faint golden holy light. It was only a thin layer, but it gave people a feeling that it would not dissipate even if the heaven and earth collapsed.
In front of Qu Hange was a seven-stringed harp. His right hand was placed on the harp with his fingers suspended in the air. He was clearly plucking the air, but the strings moved along with it.
The three realms of zither playing, the sound beyond the strings.
Once one has cultivated to the third level of the Dao of the Qin, one can free up one hand to use cultural treasures, so the Dao of the Qin and the Dao of Chess are the most compatible powers.
If one wishes to use war poetry while playing the zither, one needs to be able to do two things at once.
As soon as the sound of the zither moved, Fang Yun recognized that the piece he was playing was "Guangling San", and the protagonist of this piece was Nie Zheng, one of the four great assassins. This piece of music was adapted based on Nie Zheng's story and was also known as "Nie Zheng Assassinating the King of Han".
When ordinary people play "Guangling San", they will summon different numbers of assassin phantoms to carry out assassination. The higher the realm, the more assassin phantoms they will summon. It is far more than what a war poem can compare to.
However, while Qu Hange was playing, sixty of the three hundred and sixty generals disappeared, along with the one thousand soldiers around each general.
Sixty armies turned into assassins, forming a dark chess piece!
When the stars fell to form an army and the general descended from the sky, a large number of scholars on the observation platform stood up one after another.
The older scholars remained steady, but the younger ones were all full of energy. This was probably the most exciting showdown between Jinshi in human history. The strength of both sides had reached the peak of Jinshi in ancient and modern times.
When it comes to debate poetry, it is almost impossible for anyone to compare with Fang Yun today.
As for the excellence in playing the zither and chess, among the Jinshi scholars, Qu Han ranked first in song.
The audience on the viewing platform saw a different world from Fang Yun.
When they entered the literary battlefield, the two stood on the top of two mountains, but now, Fang Yun was not on the top of the mountain.
In the literary battlefield, only Qu Hange was holding the chessboard with his left hand and playing the piano with his right hand.
However, above the battlefield, a shadow was projected, which was the scene inside the Wenbao chessboard, also known as the chess world. Fang Yun was standing in the center of the chess world.
At the moment when the sixty armies disappeared, many young scholars could not help but exclaimed, they had never seen the power of the Three Realms' dual talents of piano and poetry.
"Shengsheng turned the visible chess piece into an invisible assassin, mastering both the music and chess, and combining their powers to exert at least five times the power!"
"Too scary! Is this the power of the Ten Jinshi Elders? Even most of the Hanlin scholars cannot compare to them."
"Of course. The ten Jinshi masters were unable to advance to higher positions due to accidents. If their talents were used properly, they could at least become university scholars! From another perspective, if we regard them as university scholars whose power is suppressed at the Jinshi level, who would dare to say that they are weak?"
"No wonder people say that the combination of Corpse Son Saint Dao and Chess Dao is perfect. If it weren't for the power of Corpse Son Saint Dao, Qu Hange would have spent a lot of energy to absorb Fang Xu Sheng into the chess world. Now with Corpse Son Saint Dao, not only can we change the world, we can even strengthen the chess world."
"Look at that bastard from Qing Country. He is already celebrating his victory in advance. With his three-level mastery of both chess and music and the power of the Saint Star, his chess world is as stable as Mount Tai."
"What's more, with the Jiaoque twins here, the Holy Sound needed to break through the chess world must be unprecedentedly powerful. Fang Xusheng can't use it, and even if he does, his body will collapse, causing Dongsheng to protect him. The final winner is still Qu Hange."
"Old Hanlin Xu is right. The Jiaoque twins not only have powerful attack capabilities, but the imprisonment power they form when combined with the chessboard is even stronger. It is only a matter of time before Fang Xusheng is defeated."
"Fang Xusheng should have a chance to turn the tables, right? "
"You underestimate the masters of the Three Realms of Chess. Look, the mountains and rivers in the chess world are slowly changing. They are accumulating strength and constantly absorbing the vitality of the heaven and earth from the outside world! Once enough strength is accumulated, it will cause the main star in the sky to fall, forming a 'falling star and shaking mountain', with unparalleled power. If Fang Xusheng can still hold on, it will be a 'rotten attack', detonating the entire set of cultural treasures, and Fang Xusheng will definitely lose! This is the power of the Three Realms of Chess, how can it be underestimated!"
"However, he tried his best. Now he is not only fighting against Qu Hange, but also fighting against the miscellaneous literary masters and the literary patriarch!"
"I don't care what others think, but in my heart, Fang Xusheng is still honorable even though he lost!"
"indeed so!"
The power displayed by Qu Hange was so strong that everyone had already judged the outcome in advance.
Even those who had entered the Jinshi hunting ground with Fang Yun expressed pessimistic thoughts when they passed the letters to multiple people.
"What a pity! If he still had the power of a star, he would definitely be undefeated!" Chen Jing sent a letter.
“If I had known this, before he left, my Zhang family should have invited him into the former residence of Zhang Ancestor and granted him a star position! If he had Zhang Ancestor’s star position, he could attract the fire of the sun and might have a chance to break this chess game!” said Zhang Zhixing.
"It seems that Fang Xusheng still has his golden voice and jade ringing that is useless."
"Golden Voice and Jade Resonance only increases the quantity of his battle poems, but no matter how powerful the Jinshi battle poems are, they cannot destroy Qu Hange's chess world! Look, it's begun!"
In the chess world, Qu Hange looked at Fang Yun coldly and said in a cold voice: "Zongheng Nineteen, Zhensuo Tianyuan!"
Tianyuan is the position in the center of the Go board, and Fang Yun is standing here.
As soon as Qu Hange finished speaking, nineteen horizontal lines and nineteen vertical lines appeared in the sky, stretching for an unknown distance. Then they formed a huge grid, landed on the ground, and merged into the soil and disappeared.
Fang Yun felt that his whole body was stuck in the mud. He tried to move slowly, but as soon as he moved, everything moved with him. He was always in the Tianyuan position and could not escape from the chessboard.
"Commander!" As soon as Qu Hange gave the order, thirty large teams scattered in various places suddenly lined up in a line in front of Fang Yun. These thirty troops were all holding bows and crossbows, and they started shooting without Qu Hange's order.
More than 30,000 arrows came like a dark cloud, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and hit the Yumen Pass protecting Fang Yun at a terrifying speed.
Puff puff…
A tiny sound was heard.
Fang Yun observed carefully that Yumen Pass had minor damages everywhere, but the overall loss was not great. After all, Yumen Pass was a majestic pass of the Wu Kingdom, and these arrows were just like the shooting of demon generals. However, Yumen Pass was ultimately a passive defense, and as long as it continued, it would inevitably be broken by 30,000 archers.
"stand!"
Qu Hange continued to speak Go terms, and saw another thirty teams lined up in a vertical line and appeared outside Yumen Pass in an instant. These thirty teams were all cavalry.
The thirty teams were connected as one, and all the men raised their spears and threw them not at Fang Yun and Yumen Pass, but directly upwards.
After the 30,000 spears flew into the air, they automatically condensed into a terrifying cavalry spear that was a hundred feet long. It rushed towards Yumen Pass with a whoosh, tearing through the air and setting fire all over its body.
(To be continued…)