Seeing that Zhong Shaoyang was at a disadvantage at this moment, his military ancient sword continued to resist the attack of the Longyin Ancient Sword, but was unable to withstand it, which made the officials of the Seven Islands and Sea Kingdom look very worried. The Dragon Roar Ancient Sword suppresses Zhong Shaoyang's Ancient Sword with absolute power, both in terms of momentum and power.
At this time, cold sweat was breaking out on Zhong Shaoyang's forehead. This was his first literary battle on behalf of the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom. If he was defeated by the mainland scholars they looked down upon, he would not only become a member of the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom.
It is a joke in China, and it is also a stigma in the literary world for him.
Fan Rulong, on the other hand, looked at ease and seemed very relaxed in his fight with Zhong Shaoyang.
"Not good! Zhong Shilang's ancient sword seems to be invincible!"
"A useless thing that can't even be defeated by scholars from the Holy Forest Continent, how dare you serve in the Ministry of War?"
"If Mr. Zhong loses to Fan Rulong, I will definitely submit a petition to the emperor to participate in him!"
The officials of the Seven Islands Sea Country were very angry.
At this time, the Dragon Song Ancient Sword kept approaching Zhong Shaoyang, making Zhong Shaoyang feel even stronger pressure in his heart.
"Bang!"
Zhong Shaoyang's ancient sword was repulsed again. Before Zhong Shaoyang could recharge his power, the dragon's ancient sword flashed past and struck in front of Zhong Shaoyang. The tip of the sword pointed at Zhong Shaoyang's forehead, as if it could take the opponent's life in the next moment.
Average.
Although there was still a foot away from Zhong Shaoyang's forehead, the sharp edge of the sword invisibly broke the skin on Zhong Shaoyang's forehead, and a wisp of bright red flowed out.
Zhong Shaoyang's eyes were about to burst. It can be imagined that if the two were in a life-and-death fight, Fan Rulong would have killed him effortlessly.
This is the power of Fan Rulong’s ancient sword, the dragon chanting ancient sword of a descendant of a semi-saint family!
"I lost..."
Zhong Shaoyang clenched his fists and felt a burst of shame and anger.
Before the literary fight began, Zhong Shaoyang even boasted that he would be merciful and would not harm Fan Rulong's life.
But in fact, Fan Rulong showed mercy.
This is simply an invisible slap, hitting Zhong Shaoyang hard on the face.
At this time, everyone looked at the small stick of incense. From the beginning of the literary fight to now, only half of it had been burned.
In just seven or eight minutes, this literary fight was over.
Scholars in the Holy Forest Continent are very proud.
"Accepted."
Fan Rulong took back his Dragon Song Ancient Sword, handed it over to Zhong Shaoyang, and then turned around and returned to his camp.
"Brother Fan got off to a great start and won the first prize. Thank you for your hard work." Du Ning praised.
Fan Rulong said disapprovingly: "Du Jun's overestimation is just a trivial matter and not worth mentioning."
After hearing Fan Rulong's words, many officials from the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom changed their expressions.
The more indifferent Fan Rulong behaves, the more humiliating it will be to the officials of the Seven Islands Sea Country.
Some officials secretly clenched their fists, wanting to rush over and punch Fan Rulong twice to vent their anger, but reason told them that they could not do that.
"Your Majesty, I have brought shame on the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom. Please punish me."
Zhong Shaoyang bowed to Emperor Guangde and lowered his head, not daring to look at Emperor Guangde's expression.
Emperor Guangde remained calm, but he was very unhappy in his heart. Zhong Shaoyang's performance really disappointed him, but as a bystander, he could also see that Fan Rulong's ancient sword was indeed far more powerful than Zhong Shaoyang. Although Zhong Shaoyang suffered a defeat
, but I have tried my best.
"Victory and defeat are common matters in military affairs. I will forgive your guilt and retreat!" Emperor Guangde said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Seeing that Emperor Guangde did not blame him, Zhong Shaoyang showed gratitude on his face. After bowing respectfully, he slowly stepped aside.
Emperor Guangde did not blame him, because on such occasions, he had to maintain a positive image of himself to everyone, and he had to have the ambition that an emperor should have.
If there is too much care and there is discord between the monarch and his ministers, trouble will easily arise in the court.
However, the civil and military officials present would not forgive Zhong Shaoyang. They believed that Zhong Shaoyang's failure had humiliated the Seven Islands and Sea Kingdom. How could they be forgiven so easily?
"I said, Mr. Zhong, how did you do this? How could you be defeated by Fan Rulong so easily?"
"What a shame! What a shame! We lost the first round of the literary fight. How does this make the scholars in the Holy Forest Continent look at us? In their eyes, don't we become vulnerable?" p>
"We, the Seven Islands Sea Country, will be ashamed of you. You are so unsatisfactory. Let's see how you explain it to the people of the Seven Islands Sea Country."
Officials from the Ministry of War criticized Zhong Shaoyang.
Zhong Shaoyang's face turned red, and he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
At the same time, he was extremely upset. As the first official to participate in a literary fight with scholars from the Holy Forest Continent, not only did his reputation in the literary world plummet, but he also lost his status in the court. In the future, even if the Ministry of War wanted to re-employ him
I don’t have that chance anymore.
"Damn it!"
Zhong Shaoyang let out a very angry roar in his heart. Until now, he still cannot accept the fact that he was defeated by Fan Rulong.
"You all must not be careless. Fan Rulong's ancient sword is really powerful. The others must not be ordinary people. They must be treated as real opponents." Zhong Shaoyang reminded.
"Don't worry, we won't be as useless as you and lose so humiliatingly." Someone spoke with contempt and disdain.
Others are still confident and insist that they have the absolute strength to defeat the scholars of the Holy Forest Continent.
Emperor Guangde said: "The scholars from mainland China won the first round, and then there will be a second literary battle. I hope the next contestant will not disappoint us."
The last sentence was obviously addressed to the officials of the Ministry of War.
The Minister of War of the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom looked indifferently and said to the others: "Colonel Deng, this is a literary fight for you. No matter what, you can only win, not lose."
"I will obey the order."
Captain Deng immediately came on stage. This man was a Confucian and Taoist scholar, less than thirty years old.
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"I am Deng Kun, the captain of the Qidao Haiguo Military Department. I would like to ask who dares to come and fight!"
Colonel Deng held his head high, his face full of confidence.
When Du Ning saw that the other party had sent a Jinshi, he smiled slightly and said to Tian Feipeng: "Brother Tian, you can take part in this battle!"
"Okay!"
Tian Feipeng agreed and quickly came to the fighting venue to confront Captain Deng.
"I'm going to Tian Feipeng, please ask Colonel Deng for advice." Tian Feipeng said without being humble or arrogant.
Captain Deng laughed when he saw that Tian Feipeng was much younger than him, with an expression of contempt and disdain on his face.
In the eyes of Lieutenant Deng, young people like Tian Feipeng can defeat one against three in the Seven Islands Sea Country.
"It turns out to be Mr. Tian. The ancient sword has no eyes. You have to be careful."
Captain Deng spoke confidently.
"Thank you for the reminder, and please be careful, Colonel Deng." Tian Feipeng said.
"Don't worry, even if you take action, I won't be hurt by your ancient sword." Colonel Deng said.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I won't be polite."
Tian Feipeng didn't want to be verbose with the other party. Since the other party boasted about Haikou, even if the other party was injured, the other party would be embarrassed to blame himself, because it was the other party who asked him to go all out.
Emperor Guangde raised his hand and signaled the officials to light a stick of incense again.
"The second literary battle begins." Emperor Guangde said.
As soon as they finished speaking, the two men immediately used their respective ancient Jinshi swords.
"Hai rest!"
The two ancient swords cut through the void, and in the next breath they started fighting in mid-air, making bursts of harsh clanging sounds.
At the moment when the ancient swords of the two sides clashed, Colonel Deng's proud expression froze, because the scene in his imagination of crushing Tian Feipeng's ancient sword did not happen, but the fight was inextricable.
"This guy's ancient sword is actually on par with the ancient sword of me, a military scholar. How is this possible?"
Colonel Deng's heart thumped, and he felt that something was not good.
"I'm not mistaken, am I? Tian Feipeng's ancient sword can actually go head-to-head with Deng Xiaowei's ancient sword? This guy's fighting skills are also very powerful!"
"How is it possible? How could the ancient sword of a mainland scholar have such power?"
"Can it be said that the fighting power of mainland scholars is better than that of our seven-island sea country? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Seeing this scene, the officials of the Seven Islands Sea Country became uneasy and nervous.
If Zhong Shaoyang may have lost to Fan Rulong because of his abnormal performance, it is impossible for Captain Deng to make the same mistake.
What's more, they are also military scholars, and what they are best at is fighting with Wen Gong's ancient sword.
But in the field that he is good at, he can't beat the scholars from the Holy Forest Continent. The reason for this is worth thinking about.
"I will not lose to you mainland scholars as easily as Zhong Shilang. Let you see the true strength of our captain."
Colonel Deng's eyes were firm, and he poured all his talent and strength into his ancient sword, causing the power of his ancient sword to skyrocket.
"It seems like you tried your best. In that case, let's use this move to determine the outcome!"
Tian Feipeng is confident and fully unleashes the power of his ancient sword.
The ancient swords of both sides exerted their strongest attack.
"Boom!"
There was a shaking sound.
Colonel Deng's ancient sword seemed to have been hit hard and was knocked away by a powerful force.
"What!"
"How could this be?"
The officials of the Seven Islands Sea Country were dumbfounded.
At this moment, Lieutenant Deng's face turned extremely ugly.
"This guy's ancient sword is indeed extraordinary. My combat power is only six thousand, while his is at least ten thousand!"
Just as this thought flashed across his mind, Tian Feipeng's ancient sword had already taken advantage of the opportunity, circled in front of Captain Deng, and then returned to Tian Feipeng's literary palace.
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If it were an actual battle, Tian Feipeng would have already taken off the opponent's head.
Captain Deng felt a chill running down his back.
"This..."
Emperor Guangde also had mixed feelings, and he felt a little regretful. If he had known that the scholars in the Holy Forest Continent had such fighting power, he should not have presided over this literary fight.
This is a disgrace to the imperial court of the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom.
