Dragon King Ao Wo laughed and said, "I didn't expect that you humans would kill each other before the war even started!"
Peng Zouzhao narrowed his eyes and murderous intent flashed across his face, but when he thought about the fact that he was the candidate for the Sangu battle this year, and that Grand Secretary Lei Wu would definitely help him, he would most likely be found an opportunity by the demons and water creatures who had rushed over, so he did not take action.
Fang Yun looked at the Dragon Clan's Raging Wave Battle Arena that was rapidly approaching in front of him, and said slowly: "Ao Wo, I suggest you shut up, otherwise, you won't survive until the end of the battle!"
“Hahaha…” Ao Wo laughed loudly, “I admit that you are very lucky. Zhang Poyue is also very famous. The armless Hanlin is the best among the human race. Add to that the other Hanlins and Jinshis. If it is a life-and-death fight, I will definitely shed my blood in Ning’an. But don’t forget, I am the Dragon King. Not only am I equivalent to the Grand Secretary of your race, I can also fly. If I want to escape, no one can kill me!”
"Well, since you can't remember your identities as Grand Scholars of the human race, and can't remember the alliance between the two races, then this saint will not be polite." Fang Yun still looked ahead with the official seal tightly grasped in his right hand. Two bright moons appeared in his eyes, and his robes fluttered gently. His talent and literary courage resonated, and he could burst out with powerful power at any time.
Dragon King Ao Wo once again spread his voice throughout the city: "People of Ning'an City, you have also seen that for his own selfishness and the position of the top scholar, the Void Saint Fang Yun does not care about your life and death at all! My dragon clan's raging wave battle platform is extremely powerful, enough to drown the entire city. Everyone should resist. As long as 90% of the people in Ning'an City resist Fang Yun, he will be supported by the people, his official seal will be temporarily sealed, and he will lose the qualification for the palace examination. You can only follow us to the North Sea Dragon Palace! Otherwise, you will be drowned by the raging waves!"
The voice of Dragon King Ao Wo continued to echo in the city: "Hahaha... Fang Yun, do you think that offending the Dragon Saint of the West Sea and offending our dragon clan is a trivial matter? Today I will let you know the price of offending our dragon clan!"
Fang Yun took a deep breath and said, "The Holy Temple has been sealed. I cannot mobilize the power of the Holy Temple, but the demons are strong. I would like to borrow the remaining power of the Holy Temple from your official seals to become a Hanlin!"
Everyone was stunned. Only then did they understand why Fang Yun had forbidden the use of official seals. Because each official seal had been connected to the Holy Temple for a long time, it must have contained more or less Holy Temple talent, ensuring extremely fast communication with the Holy Temple.
"Zhang Poyue, General Dingyuan of Jing State. I am willing to give up my talent on the official seal to help Saint Fang Xu!" After Zhang Poyue finished speaking, a beam of orange talent as thick as a little finger flew out of his official seal. The total amount of talent was very small, but the nature of the talent was the same as the talent of the Holy Temple.
"Qingwu prefect Cai He is willing to offer his talent as an official seal!" The talent in Cai He's official seal also flew towards Fang Yun.
"Peng Zouchao, a scholar from the Holy Academy, voluntarily presents his seal of honor!" Peng Zouchao is indeed an elite from the Holy Academy. The seal he flew out was as thick as two fingers.
There were a large number of officials from the Jing Kingdom and the Holy Academy present, and hundreds of red lights flew straight towards Fang Yun's official seal.
However, there was too little talent left in the official seal, and Fang Yun felt it was still a little lacking.
Fang Yun glanced at everyone and said, "Not enough."
Everyone was silent.
Fang Yun suddenly looked in the direction of the county government office, where a great scholar and six university scholars were bewitched by the holy power of the West Sea Dragon Saint and could not be awakened. However, the seven of them had official seals on them, especially the official seal on the great scholar Zhou Qingtian, which must have contained a vast amount of talent.
Fang Yun said with a swift tongue: "Void Saint Fang Yun. In order to save Ning An and Shuihuo, I would like to borrow the talent of the Saint Academy's official seal!"
Fang Yun's thoughts and the spring thunder of his tongue spread to the county government office, and the seven official seals shook lightly, and six talents as thick as arms and one as thick as a hug went straight into his official seals.
The official seal of the Ning'an County magistrate exudes a thick orange glow.
Fang Yun once again looked towards the raging waves arena approaching from the north, and said with thunderous tongue: "Ning'an County Magistrate Fang Yun, may not have great achievements, but he is diligent and knowledgeable; he may not be talented, but he studies hard and practices. Now, Dragon King Ao Wo has betrayed the alliance between the two tribes, Lei Crow of the Lei family has rebelled against the human race, and the Western Sea Dragon Saint is fierce and powerful, and the demons and barbaric water tribes are coming north on the raging waves. Fang Yun borrows the talent of the Holy Temple. He has become a Hanlin for a moment!"
boom…
Fang Yun's county magistrate's seal made a strong sound, and then, the talent flowed along Fang Yun's arm like a stream of water, rushing into the depths of Fang Yun's palace of literature.
A soft white light burst out from Fang Yun's body, shaking the vital energy within a radius of three hundred miles. Strong winds blew the people around him back step by step.
At this moment, Fang Yun was no different from Hanlin except that he was not blessed by heaven. The main energy in Fang Yun's body was originally only as thick as an arm, but now it is as thick as a man's embrace.
Lei Wu looked at Fang Yun with gritted teeth. He was a great scholar, but Fang Yun actually accused him of being rebellious against the human race. If it was more serious, it would be accusing him of being a traitor.
Dragon King Ao Wo said angrily: "Arrogant human race, I have never betrayed the covenant between the two races! You forced me to do this! What's the use of you becoming a Hanlin? I want to watch with my own eyes the raging waves battle platform destroy Ning'an and slaughter all the people! I want to see with my own eyes how rude you are!"
Fang Yun seemed not to have heard Ao Huang's words. He spread out the holy page and said, "Pen!"
Lü Hanlin of the Criminal Hall immediately said, "I have a great scholar's treasure, which was temporarily granted by the Criminal Hall. The hair of the brush is the essence of the great demon king of the ancestral god clan, which is no less than the hair of an ordinary demon saint. It can increase the power of war poems by 80%!"
No one around answered, and Lu Hanlin knew that no one had a better Wenbao pen, so he immediately threw it to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun held the pen and said, "Inkstone, bring me!"
"Oh oh!" Nunu, who was standing on Ao Huang, threw the ink turtle towards Fang Yun.
"Mo is coming!"
Mo Nu took a deep breath and blew a stream of ink containing strange power onto Fang Yun's pen. Yan Gui looked resentful, as if criticizing Mo Nu for spending money.
Fang Yun picked up the pen and began to write on the holy page. His strokes flourished, fully displaying the charm of the second realm of calligraphy.
"I am gradually resting my head in my small house, worrying about the old alliance. I call for wine and greet guests, and sit and talk about military affairs."
When the ancient poem was half finished, the scholars nearby understood the meaning of the first four lines.
The first two lines say that Fang Yun's palace examination went very smoothly and he lived a carefree life at home, but he was worried about his former allies, the Dragon Clan.
The second two lines of the couplet mean that we entertain the guests with wine, sit together and talk about military affairs and discuss how to fight the enemy.
Dragon King Ao Wo's face looked very ugly. He didn't expect that Fang Yun could immediately compose a poem about the dragon clan when the disaster was imminent.
Afterwards, Dragon King Ao Wo saw Fang Yun's last four sentences clearly, his face changed drastically, and he wanted to take action, but he was afraid of being besieged by the crowd, so he held his dragon claws tightly and did not make a move.
"The clouds are full of toothpicks, and the stars contain swords. I don't want to be a marquis, but I hope the sea will be calm."
The two lines of the neck couplet mean that in the deep night when the sky is as dark as clouds, the stars in the sky are shining brightly, and he is still reading the military book, with his sword at his side, ready to go into battle and kill the enemy at any time.
The last two lines are the finishing touch, pointing directly to the core of the poem: Promotion to a higher position is not my real ambition, my real wish is that the human race’s sea borders are safe and secure, and that the aquatic creatures are not disturbed!
This poem seems to be just Fang Yun’s wish, but at this moment when the dragon clan is invading Ning’an City, murderous aura is overwhelming!
.(To be continued.)