"Du Ning, how about you let me fight in the first game? I promise to win the first game and let the Seven Islands Sea Country know how powerful our mainland human race is." Tian Feipeng volunteered.
Fu Yue also said: "I also want to play the first game. I think the outcome of the first game doesn't matter. It can be used as a test for the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom."
"Let me do it! I can test it too!" Wei Zheming was not to be outdone.
Tao Da said: "Stop arguing. You all want to play the first game, but in the end you can only send one person to the battle. Don't say anything and let Du Jun decide for himself. No matter who Du Jun arranges to play,
I just have to take orders."
After everyone heard this, they closed their mouths and looked at Du Ning with pairs of eyes.
Du Ning thought on the spot, then looked at Fan Rulong and said: "Brother Fan, you will fight in the first game."
"Yes."
Fan Rulong's face lit up with joy, then he cupped his hands to everyone and said with a smile: "Everyone, I'm sorry, Fan is going to grab the top spot."
"Then please leave it to Brother Fan."
"We are cheering you on!"
"Haha... If you dare to lose the first game, we won't let you off easily."
With the encouragement of everyone, Fan Rulong walked into the literary fighting venue.
"I'm Fan Rulong, please give me some advice."
Fan Rulong politely handed over his hand.
The officials of the Seven Islands Sea Country all held their heads high, looking like they had a chance to win.
In their eyes, the Holy Forest Continent is not only inferior to the five scum in the maritime domain, but even if it is a duel with Wen Gong Ancient Sword, mainland scholars are no match for their Seven Island Sea Country.
Especially those scholars from the Ministry of War looked at the mainland scholars with ridicule, ridicule, and even disdain.
"Hehe... this time we have to show our skills in front of the emperor."
"The scholars in the Holy Forest Continent sit in a well and look at the sky. They have always felt that our seven-island sea country is not as good as the Holy Forest Continent. Today we will use practical actions to refresh their understanding of our seven-island sea country."
"These Confucian and Taoist scholars and Hanlin scholars are all scholars. Whether it is cultivation or qualifications, we obviously have the advantage. I believe that not much talent and strength will be wasted against these people."
"Having said that, we can't be too proud. If they are really vulnerable, the Holy Court will not send them to our sea country."
"There is no need to worry about this. Even if they are good at literary fighting, they will definitely not be our opponents."
After conducting their own analysis, the officials of the Ministry of War became more confident in themselves.
"The Holy Forest Continent has sent scholars to the field. It is a Confucian, Taoist and Imperial Academy. May I ask, Lord Shangshu, who do you plan to send to fight for literature?"
The officials of the Ministry of War turned their attention to their Minister of War, and the appointment of personnel for Wen Dou was decided by the Minister.
"Shilang Zhong, come and fight with Fan Rulong." The Minister of War said.
"Yes."
An official bowed to accept the order, and then came to the opposite side of Fan Rulong.
This person is similar in age to Fan Rulong, and has a very confident smile on his face.
"I am the Minister of the Ministry of War, Confucianism, Taoism and Hanlin Zhong Shaoyang. I would like to ask Brother Fan for advice."
Zhong Shaoyang cupped his hands towards Fan Rulong, appearing very polite and courteous, but he raised his head slightly, showing an arrogant and confident attitude.
Emperor Guangde glanced at the scholars on both sides and said slowly: "Before the literary fight officially begins, I would like to add one more thing. Today's literary fight will be decided by the best of ten rounds. Each literary fight can only be sent When a scholar comes on the stage, those who have already fought literary battles cannot engage in literary battles again, regardless of whether they win or lose."
In the best-of-ten game system, whichever side wins six civil fights first will be the winner.
If both sides are tied 50-50 after ten games, then there will be another civil fight until the winner is determined.
"Students who have already fought in a literary fight are not allowed to fight again regardless of whether they win or lose. This rule is quite strange. In our Holy Forest Continent, those who win a literary fight can choose to change, but they can also choose to continue the literary fight."< /p>
"In other words, every literary fight is a brand-new contest. Without knowing the opponent's abilities and details, the opponent cannot choose a targeted strategy before the literary fight. A slight mistake will end the game."
"This is a very beneficial tactic for military strategists. Military strategists are best at adapting to changes. This is not a simple literary battle, but a very strategic contest."
The scholars in the Holy Forest Continent have serious expressions, and the soldiers are particularly cunning in their tactics. Once they are tricked, the consequences will be disastrous.
The scholars in the Ministry of War are even more confident and proud. Under the constraints of such rules that are beneficial to them, it is too easy to defeat the scholars in the Holy Forest Continent.
Officials from other departments also have great trust in the officials of the Ministry of War. They understand the civil fighting skills of the officials of the Ministry of War, and there are few opponents even among those of the same level.
Therefore, most of them are not optimistic about Du Ning and others.
In their eyes, after Du Ning and others accepted the challenge of the Seven Island Sea Kingdom, they were already doomed to fail.
Emperor Guangde said: "We have reached this point in the literary fight. Some injuries and bleeding are unavoidable, but we must not injure people's lives. Otherwise, I will severely punish you and will never tolerate it. You must remember my words and be aware of your own sense of proportion." Do you understand?"
Zhong Shaoyang immediately said: "Your Majesty, please rest assured that Brother Fan is a guest from afar from the Holy Forest Continent. I will be merciful and will not hurt Brother Fan's life. I promise you that I will try my best not to hurt Brother Fan." ."
"That's good." Emperor Guangde nodded lightly.
"Show mercy?"
"What a loud tone."
"He doesn't take Brother Fan seriously, doesn't he?"
The expression on the mainland scholar's face changed slightly. Listening to Zhong Shaoyang's tone, it seemed that he could easily defeat Fan Rulong.
You must know that Fan Rulong is a scholar from a semi-sage family in the Yun Kingdom. He is famous in the literary world of the Yun Kingdom for his "Dragon Song Ancient Sword" and is also known as the "Invincible Hand of the Hanlin Ancient Sword". It can be seen that Fan Rulong's literary strength is far from ordinary.
Comparable by generations.
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Fan Rulong did not take the other party's contempt into consideration. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a calm and calm smile.
"The time of a literary fight is as long as a stick of incense. If there is no winner within the specified time, it will be considered a draw."
The rules of fighting in the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom pay more attention to the concept of time. Usually the time of one stick of incense is equal to three sticks of small incense, and the time of one stick of small incense is fifteen minutes, which is approximately equal to a quarter of an hour.
When officials light the incense, it means that the civil struggle can begin.
"Please."
After the two handed over to each other, they quickly used their ancient swords.
I saw Zhong Shaoyang clasping his hands behind his back, looking very proudly at Fan Rulong opposite him, opening his mouth slightly, spitting out a yellow sword light, and a very clear sword cry sounded.
It was an ancient sword of talent, with a sharp blade, surging spiritual power, and an extremely powerful momentum that shook the world.
Military ancient sword!
The moment Zhong Shaoyang sacrificed the ancient sword of the military strategist, many officials of the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom were all smiling, as if they had watched Zhong Shaoyang defeat Fan Rulong and win the first victory for the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom.
"Hugh!"
The ancient sword of the military strategist cuts through the void, like a meteor hitting the moon, blooming with an extremely dazzling and destructive brilliance.
At the same time, Fan Rulong's whole body was full of energy, turning into a three-foot long sword.
The ancient sword shook slightly and made a sound just like a dragon's roar.
Dragon Song Ancient Sword!
The moment Fan Rulong sacrificed the Ancient Dragon Sword, a strong pressure surged out, as if there was a mountain in front of him, giving people a huge sense of oppression.
"How can this ancient sword... have such a strong momentum?" Zhong Shaoyang's face changed slightly.
"Hugh!"
The Longyin Ancient Sword faced Zhong Shaoyang's Ancient Military Sword, carrying this extremely strong momentum that overwhelmed mountains and seas and pressed against the Ancient Military Sword on the opposite side.
Two ancient swords clash head-on in the air.
"Boom!"
The momentum of the Longyin Ancient Sword instantly overshadowed Zhong Shaoyang's ancient military sword, directly suppressed Zhong Shaoyang's ancient sword, and knocked the ancient military sword away.
The power gap between the two sides is very different!
"How could this happen!"
"This guy's ancient sword can easily suppress the ancient sword of the military master!"
The smiles of the officials of the Seven Islands Sea Country froze there, and each of them showed very incredible expressions, and they could hardly believe their own eyes.
Military scholars are best at ancient swords, but in full view of the public, Zhong Shaoyang's ancient sword turned out to be so vulnerable to Fan Rulong's Dragon Roar Ancient Sword.
Emperor Guangde's expression did not change, but his right hand that was placed on the dragon chair suddenly tightened, and veins appeared, and he quickly returned to normal.
"Impossible! How can my ancient sword, which has been tempered for thousands of times, be defeated by your ancient sword!"
Zhong Shaoyang's proud posture disappeared, replaced by an expression of disbelief. He couldn't believe that the power of the ancient sword he was proud of was not as powerful as Fan Rulong's ancient sword.
For Zhong Shaoyang, this was not only a blow to his dignity, but also an unbearable humiliation.
"Okay! As expected of Brother Fan! The Dragon Song Ancient Sword is well-deserved!"
"Haha... Look at those officials, they are all dumbfounded."
"Arrogant soldiers will be defeated. They still underestimate us scholars in the Holy Forest Continent."
Tian Feipeng, Fu Yue and others smiled. Unexpectedly, the combat effectiveness of the military scholars of the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom was far weaker than expected. Compared with the alien geniuses of the Three Realms Mountains, their combat effectiveness was not even second-rate.
"Shilang Zhong, what's the matter with you? Didn't you have breakfast?" Prime Minister Wang shouted angrily.
Zhong Shaoyang blushed, and controlled his ancient sword to continuously launch fierce attacks on the Dragon Roar Ancient Sword, but they were all resolved by the Dragon Roar Ancient Sword's powerful power.
Not only that, Longyin Ancient Sword also took advantage of the momentum to pursue, beating Zhong Shaoyang's ancient sword back steadily, and it was about to be unable to withstand it.
"How is it possible! How can there be such a huge gap! How is this possible!"
Zhong Shaoyang was so angry that his chest heaved violently. He really didn't expect that Fan Rulong's ancient sword was so much more powerful than him.