The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Most of the people looking at the light screen no longer stared at the specific questions, because there were too many questions, and Fang Yun answered the questions too quickly. Only those who were Jinshi or above could afford to keep staring at the test papers of many people. Get clear.

After Fang Yun finished answering the 161st question on the right, there were gasps from everywhere in the ten countries.

No one commented, there was no need for people who couldn't see it to understand, and those who saw it had no words to describe what they saw.

Even the great scholar was shocked by Fang Yun's two-breath answer. This question was extremely simple in the eyes of the great scholar, but he had to think about it for at least five breaths. If he was like Fang Yun, he would have to at least become a great scholar.

The most highly educated people everywhere were lost in thought.

Qingguo, Xun family.

"Xun Li is in danger."

Jiaguo, Lei family.

"After ascending to the Dragon Platform, if you cannot resolve your grievances with Fang Yun, I will personally come to apologize to Fang Yun!" The voice of the head of the Lei family echoed over the Lei family.

Lei Jiu's eyes were like lightning. In front of him, a white and bloodshot ancient sword of talent was being sharpened, and the object that was being sharpened turned out to be the horn of a great demon king dragon, which was a full foot high.

"Wen is not as good as me. When we get to the Dragon Platform, I will kill the world with my sword!"

Wu State, Meng County.

In the old house of the Meng Sheng family, a sick Jinshi sat on a chair in the courtyard, squinting and dull, looking feebly ahead.

"If you lose half a step in the holy ruins, you will see the result on the dragon platform. Cough cough cough..." The young Jinshi covered his mouth with his hand. When he looked down, he saw pure black blood spreading in the palm of his hand like a living thing, slowly seeping into it. in the skin.

In the Holy Courtyard.

Light curtains were erected in all directions, and a large number of people from the Holy Court were watching everywhere.

A burly Jinshi with a beard suddenly stood up. A gleam of King Wen's Houtian Bagua appeared in each of his eyes, and then quickly disappeared. He turned around and left, saying as he walked: "The overall situation has been decided. Fang Yun, I will wait for you at the Dragon Climbing Platform. I want to see if you, the holy priest, are more powerful, or my dual star position is stronger!"

The people in the nearby holy courtyard were puzzled. Fang Yun was obviously just a scholar before the Holy Spirit. How could Ji Shouyu, a genius from the King Wen family, say that Fang Yun was a scholar before the Holy Spirit?

In the deserted city and ancient land.

Two hundred miles outside Famou City, three thousand human soldiers were fighting a fierce battle with five thousand barbarian troops. The most eye-catching thing on the battlefield was not the majestic tiger barbarian, nor the fox barbarian with a cunning light in his eyes. But a young man among the three thousand human army.

The young man was sitting on a Wuhou chariot, holding a scroll in his left hand and a book of war in his right hand. He turned his lips and made no sound, but he commanded the entire team as if he were using his arms and fingers.

The phonetic pronunciation of military strategists, a rare military book that is clearly understood by at least the Imperial Academy, appears here.

The young man is wearing a white Jinshi robe, with a large word "Benevolence" embroidered on the chest and a word "Bing" embroidered on the back.

"Ah..." Sun Renbing yawned and looked at the battle ahead with a smile.

"The training is over, retreat!"

Not only did the five thousand barbarian army not pursue them, but they sped away as if they had encountered Amnesty.

In the shocking peak of Huangyao Mountain.

A scholar wearing a bloody Jinshi robe scooped up some gray monkey brains with a white jade spoon and chewed them slowly with his eyes closed, while the bloody monkey demon stood his head on the dining table and trembled slightly, not even daring to die. Make no sound at all.

"The old guy from the human race can seal the Desolate Monster Mountain, but he can't seal the Dragon Platform. I've become a reverse breeder, and it's hard to advance even further. I'll become a great Confucian scholar of the reverse breed, and I'll lend you your head to help me get better."

In the far north of the Holy Yuan Continent, the ice-cracked lake in the Snowman Holy Land was completely frozen from the surface of the lake to the bottom of the lake.

A handsome white-haired bear was waving its arms in the ice ten feet below. The ice layer, which was harder than stone, was like paper in front of it.

After a long time, Xiong Manshuai, who had the head of a bear and the body of a human body, stopped and breathed lightly.

"With just a drop of the Holy Dragon's blood, I can be reborn!"

Young geniuses from Demon Realm, Shihan Ancient Land, Liangjie Mountain, Zhenyu Sea and many other places began to prepare for climbing the Dragon Platform.

Time passes slowly...

When Fang Yun finished answering 600 questions, someone in the competition venue suddenly shouted: "No! Look, there are withered yellow pages behind everyone, but Fang Yun doesn't have one yet!"

Everyone immediately observed carefully. The withered and yellow paper pages represented test papers that had been answered incorrectly or given up. There was a withered and yellow paper page hanging behind the genius such as Yan Yukong, but there was no one behind Fang Yun.

A Qingguo man prayed in a low voice: "I hope they didn't see it, didn't see it..."

Before the man finished praying, Xun Li stopped writing and looked at the situation in the Dabi literary world, and immediately discovered that there was not a withered yellow page behind Fang Yun.

Xun Li was shocked and looked carefully at the silver pages in front of Fang Yun. There were more than six hundred pages!

"Bastard!" A trace of panic flashed in Xun Li's eyes. He thought that this time he would first provoke Fang Yun's anger and make Fang Yun speak nonsense in public, and then overpower Fang Yun and let Jing Guo rush into the eighth place and fail, leaving Fang Yun in the billions. If one's literary reputation is inferior in front of the people, one's literary courage will inevitably be shaken.

However, Fang Yun is so strong, and he is correct in every question! Not a single question was abandoned!

Xun Li looked behind the other people in Jingguo and saw that there were only a little more withered pages than the students in Qingguo and Jiaguo. This meant that the final amount of chips received by the other students in Jingguo would not be much less than that in Qingguo and Jiaguo. .

Xun Li's hand shook slightly, and a bad thought appeared in his mind.

"I forced Fang Yun to speak nonsense in front of billions of people, will he do the same to me? If Qingguo loses to Jingguo and my literary reputation is ruined, can I keep my literary courage? ! I can definitely do it!”

Xun Li finished speaking in his heart and continued to answer questions, but his thinking time and writing time were slightly slower than before.

There were fewer and fewer papers on Fang Yun's desk, but there were more and more correct test papers emitting silver light in front of him, and there was no yellow paper behind him.

Kong Deyu had been fighting hard from the beginning. After answering 500 questions, he looked at Fang Yun and found that there were at least 1,400 silver test papers in front of Fang Yun. Then he lost all his fighting spirit and let out a long breath.

"Forget it, I won't argue with Fang Yun! I can only hope that cousin will teach this bastard a lesson on Denglongtai and let him know what it means to be a Jinshi of the Kong Family of the Holy Academy!" Kong Deyu lowered his head helplessly and continued to answer questions.

After an unknown period of time, Qiao Juze suddenly coughed lightly and said, "Fang Yun is less than 100 questions away from answering!"

All the students present looked at Fang Yun. What Qiao Juze said turned out to be true. There were only a few test papers left on Fang Yun's desk.

There was still nothing behind Fang Yun, and silver light was flashing in front of him.

Many of the top scholars in Qing and Jia looked at each other, especially Xun Li and Lei Shisan. They were both top talents in Qing and Jia, but at this moment they found themselves so powerless in front of Fang Yun.

Xun Li compared the silver pages of Jing and Qing, estimated in his mind, and suddenly trembled.

If the estimate is correct, Jing will have at least three more points than Qing in the end!

"Impossible! I'll estimate again!" Xun Li once again estimated the win or loss of the two countries based on the number of silver pages, but this time the result was that Qing won by one point in the end.

"My Qing will never lose!" Xun Li was secretly happy in his heart and continued to answer questions.

A faint white mist appeared out of thin air in Xun Li's Wen Palace, surrounding Xun Li's Wen Dan.