It is true that a scholar of the Holy Way of Literature can memorize ten thousand volumes of books, but this memorization must be about memorizing the contents of the book. Who would be so full that he could memorize which page and which line this content is on?
Even the people in the Imperial Academy and the people watching in the audience did not expect Qin Feng to show up like this.
"What kind of problem do you think this is?" the man said anxiously.
"Don't you boast that you know the history books by heart? This question is also related to the history books. If you can't answer it, just give up." Qin Feng said lightly.
The man racked his brains to recall, but he could only vaguely remember that the content was in the first half of the history book, not to mention which line it was, or even which page it was on. He couldn't tell the answer.
Angrily, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, since you want to play like this, I will play with you.
The first question you asked me before was "
Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and replied directly: "Page 73, line 8 of "Beitong Unofficial History"."
"What?!" The man was confused again.
Over at the Imperial College, Mo Jijiu's face was extremely gloomy: "Pretending."
How could he believe that a person could even remember exactly which page and line the content of the book was on?
Naturally, the man didn't believe it either, so he hurriedly took out the "Unofficial History of Beitong" from the space treasure, and then turned to the page Qin Feng said.
When Dingqing took a look, the book fell to the ground, and he was stunned on the spot: "That's right."
how come?!
Everyone was surprised.
The man didn't believe it yet, he just thought that the other party had written down the page and line numbers of the questions he asked in advance in order to catch him off guard.
So Bian Tian said shamelessly: "That doesn't count. You answered my question before I finished asking it. How did you know that I wanted to ask about the number of pages and lines?"
When the people heard this, they booed incessantly.
The man's face turned red, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "If you can tell me the sixth question I asked, which page and which line in which book it is, I will be convinced!"
Qin Feng pondered for a moment, and then replied confidently: "Page 98, line 17 of "Tian Yuan Tong Jian"."
The man had already taken out the history book, and then turned to the page Qin Feng mentioned again. When the book fell to the ground again, he staggered back with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Yes, I lost."
As the words fell, the people cheered one after another.
In sharp contrast, the faces of the Imperial College were extremely ugly.
The man returned to the team dejectedly and said with shame: "I'm so incompetent, I've lost the face of the Imperial College."
Although Mo Jijiu was angry, in order not to lose his military spirit, he still comforted him by saying, "It's okay, no one thought that in addition to his medical skills and craftsmanship, he was also so good at history.
Whoever of you goes next must not take it lightly."
The first battle was defeated, and it was a complete defeat.
Everyone in the Imperial Academy lost the confidence they had at the beginning, and instead became a little timid.
What if the other party happens to be very good at what you learn besides history?
What happened today will inevitably be known to everyone in Fengtian City, and no one wants to lose face.
"Brother Lin, why don't you go?"
"Brother Xiao is joking. I am not as talented and knowledgeable as Brother Liu."
"I still have to prepare a lot and come back for the next show."
Hearing this, Mo Jijiu shouted angrily: "If you are timid before fighting, do you deserve to be called a student of the Imperial College?"
He glanced at the people, pointed at the man named Lin and said, "Come in!"
"Yes, Lord Mo." The man named Lin replied reluctantly.
The competition ended, and the result was no surprise, Qin Feng won again.
The cheers of the people were deafening, and the faces of everyone in the Imperial Academy were extremely ugly.
Then came the third and fourth games, and Qin Feng won them all without exception, with a crushing force!
Everyone was extremely shocked. Even if he was proficient in history, he was also so good at miscellaneous subjects such as statecraft, six arts, water conservancy and geology?
Is there nothing that Master Qin doesn't know?
All the students in the Hanmen Academy widened their eyes with admiration and pride.
Their Master Qin is omnipotent!
In the carriage, the beauty asked in surprise: "Sir, that man is so young, how come he knows everything?"
The prince also couldn't answer, so he could only sigh: "Brother Qin really can't reason with common sense."
On the other side, in the Dengtian Building, Yang Qian and Fei Xun were naturally paying attention to this academic dispute.
They were quite worried at first, fearing that Junior Brother Qin would lose face in front of everyone.
But as the competition progressed, this worry turned into sympathy for the people in the Imperial College.
There really isn't anyone in the Imperial College who can fight.
"But I didn't expect that what Junior Brother Qin learned would be so mixed?" Fei Xun asked curiously.
Yang Qian thought for a while and replied: "Have you forgotten that Junior Brother Qin is someone who has broken into the academy, and the passage of time there is different from the outside world.
No one knows how many books he has read in it. The Imperial College really shot himself in the foot this time.
Huh? It seems that Mo Jijiu’s student is going to play in person. I remember that person is named Tang Fei, the son of Minister of War, who is good at "
"The Art of War." Fei Xun showed sympathy and shook his head regretfully.
"This is simply unreasonable, you are really bringing shame on our Imperial College!
A dignified person from the Imperial Academy can't even compare to an outsider?" Mo Jijiu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.
When everyone heard this, they all lowered their heads.
At this time, Tang Fei said with a smile: "Master, don't be angry. He has fought more than ten games in a row, and the Wenxin Stage has been quite exhausting. At this moment, he must have more than enough intentions but not enough energy.
The disciple immediately went up to dampen his spirit and make him lose face.
And when he is at his most high-spirited, giving him a defeat in full view of the public might be enough to shatter his conscience with one blow."
Tang Fei said the last sentence in a low voice, which is the ultimate purpose of launching an academic dispute!
"Okay, I believe you won't let me down."
Under Wenxintai's guidance, Tang Feiqiao climbed onto the high platform, with that harmless smile still on his face.
Qin Feng's face darkened slightly. He knew that this person was different from the previous opponents and was not easy to deal with.
Just listen to Tang Fei say: "Brother Qin is really amazing, I have never seen anyone who can make achievements in so many academic fields.
But...your victory should stop here."
After a pause, Tang Fei glanced at the people in the audience, and then said: "Competing knowledge and quoting scriptures are still at the theoretical stage after all. I want to compete with Brother Qin on something different."
After he finished speaking, he waved his right hand, and a black chessboard rose in the wind.
In Fengtian City, the residence of Liu Guogong, Liu Tianlu, who has always been watching the academic debate with eyesight far beyond ordinary people, said in surprise: "A hundred soldiers performing a martial arts battle?"