Zhang Heng's whole body was trembling at this time. In the end, he failed to withstand such a huge impact and passed out directly.
The power of this war poem completely exceeded his imagination. With such a weak strength, he could not support such a powerful impact. Even if all the power of Fang Yi's war poem did not fall on him, he would not be able to support it. I can't withstand the devastation of such power.
At this time, everyone else in the audience looked at Fang Yi dumbfounded. They had no idea that Fang Yi could actually compose such a war poem so easily. Moreover, I just heard the comments from two bachelors that this The level of poetry in the first battle is absolutely very high.
And just now when Fang Yi's talents condensed into the Jade Dragon Sword, everyone felt terror. Yes, it was terror. The terrifying power pressed on all of their hearts and they could not shake it off.
The Confucian scholars under the fifth-grade Hanlin realm even trembled under the terrifying pressure.
At this time, Bai Zhiyuan was silent. After a long time, he finally spoke: "Young friend Fang Yi's amazing poetic talent is truly well-deserved. We, Shu Middle School, have underestimated our enemies."
"I apologize to Fang Yi for my arrogance just now." Bai Zhiyuan opened his mouth and apologized to Fang Yi.
Even if he is a bachelor, facing a top genius with amazing poetic talent, he has to face it, and even pay attention to it. Moreover, Shu Middle School has always been famous for specializing in war poetry, and Fang Yi has made powerful war poetry. , for Shu Middle School Palace, it is a great kindness.
No matter who writes the war poems, they can be used by all Confucian and Taoist monks. This is the most powerful means to strengthen all Confucian and Taoist monks. Naturally, Shu Middle School Palace, which specializes in war poetry, benefited the most.
"Little friend Fang Yi, does this war poem have a name?" Bai Zhiyuan asked again.
"Yes." Fang Yi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and then said: "This war poem is called "The Journey of the Governor of Beiguan"!"
""The Journey of the Governor of Beiguan"!" At this time, everyone murmured to themselves and read out the name of this poem.
Beiguan refers to Jubeiguan in the North, which is Dali's first line of defense against the barbarians. At Jubeiguan, the most powerful Dali army is stationed, and Luo Shenhou is stationed at Jubeiguan.
It’s easy to understand the prefecture. According to Beiguan’s backing to Beiyong City, the prefect of Beiyong City is the number one general under the Marquis of Luo Shen, with outstanding military power. Among them, there is a story about the prefect of Beiyong City. He once fought a bloody battle with 800 barbarian warriors with a hundred cavalry. After seven days of bloody fighting, he annihilated all 800 barbarian warriors. Of course, of the 100 cavalrymen on the prefect's side, only seven were left.
It is said that the blood once dyed the entire land red. Later, when the guards went to collect the corpses and clean up the battlefield, the blood dyed the sand in the north red, and the blood of the barbarians mixed together and turned into purple soil.
This is the origin of the line "stuffed with swallow fat and condensed into purple at night" in Fang Yi's poem.
"The Journey of the Governor of Beiguan" - Fang Yi
Black clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the light of armor opens towards the golden scales of the sun.
The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, stuffed with swallow fat and the night is purple.
A half-rolled red flag is near the Yishui River, and the sound of heavy frost and cold drums cannot be heard.
Report your favor on the golden stage, support the Jade Dragon and die for you!
For a moment, everyone was chanting this war poem in their hearts.
"I would like to dedicate this poem to the many warriors who sacrificed their lives in the north to fight against the barbarians, and to the thousands of good men in Dali." Fang Yi's voice suddenly deepened.
Everyone was infected by his emotions, and a sadness spread in everyone's hearts.
The fight against the barbarians was the war that cost the most lives in Dali. Countless iron-blooded soldiers stained the battlefield with blood, and it was only then that Dali prospered today.
"But this poem is also a war poem, so it is also dedicated to the thousands of Confucian and Taoist monks." Fang Yi's voice suddenly became louder again: "Just this poem -"
Fang Yi glanced at all the Confucian and Taoist monks present.
"Let me embolden you all!!"
Everyone was trembling in their hearts at this time and felt a surge of hot blood in their chests.
"To embolden you!" Jiang Baiyi repeated.
"To embolden you all!!" Xiao Xiangzi clenched his fists!
At this time, all the students from Jiangnan Academy and Shu Middle School all said in unison: "I will give you courage!!!"
Feng Ziqin and Bai Zhiyuan also praised each other: "I will give you courage!!"
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In this way, I don't know how long it took before everyone felt that the blood in their chests had calmed down.
At the same time, Bai Zhiyuan also spoke: "Little friend Fang Yi, although you have written a powerful war poem, the battle is not over after all. Our agreement is still in effect. Please continue to fight."
Fang Yi composed powerful war poems, and everyone in the Shu Middle School was grateful to him. This was no problem, but the agreement had not yet been completed, and the battle would continue.
These two things go hand in hand. After all, the purpose of coming to Shu Middle School is to communicate and learn from each other. Now that the results have not been released, it will naturally continue.
However, Bai Zhiyuan also spoke to Tang Wei and the others at this time: "You must have seen how powerful little friend Fang Yi is, so out of respect for little friend Fang Yi, you all should come together."
After finishing speaking, Bai Zhiyuan did not forget to add: "Use all your special skills. If you still hide your clumsiness in front of little friend Fang Yi, our Shu Middle School will really be disgraced."
At this point, Bai Zhiyuan's meaning became very clear. They had previously disdained to go together, thinking that doing so would harm their face, but Zhang Heng's bloody example just now was right in front of them, and they didn't look squarely at Fang Yi and didn't take it seriously. Everyone has seen Fang Yi's price.
"Hahaha, that's right." Fang Yi said with a smile at this time: "I just asked you to come together, but you refused to accept it and insisted on doing it one by one. It's okay now. Bachelor Bai has personally explained it to you. I asked you to go up together, so you should be obedient this time."
Naturally, Tang Wei had no objection to doing this together. He wanted everyone to do it together from the beginning, but Yun Wufeng was still a little unconvinced.
Thinking of him as a dignified young prince, as the only son of King Pingnan, he has countless treasures on his body, so he will naturally not be afraid of Fang Yi, but now that Bai Zhiyuan has confessed to him personally, he cannot refuse.
As for Jiang Han and Feng Ling, they had no objections to this.
They could clearly sense that Fang Yi's strength might be far more powerful and terrifying than they imagined.
Moreover, this battle is related to the reputation of their Shu Middle School Palace, so naturally there is no room for any mistakes.
In other words, this battle can only be won but not lost.
"In that case, let's get started." At this time, Chang Quan also said.
Fang Yi stood in the center of the hall, staring at the four people opposite.
The four people from Shu Middle School Palace directly surrounded Fang Yi at this time, each exerting their most powerful strength.
Tang Wei used the tactics of using grass and trees to hide his enemies from the sky and cross the sea. All kinds of military techniques emerged in endlessly and varied, completely trapping Fang Yi into the military array he had practiced. The military array was so dangerous that it almost drowned Fang Yi in an instant.
Yun Wufeng used conventional tactics, and crazily forcefully instilled treasures into Fang Yi as if they were free of charge.
Jiang Han and Feng Ling were practicing war poetry. At this time, the power of the waves was extremely terrifying, and they all rushed towards Fang Yi.
Fang Yi, dressed in a white robe, was completely submerged in the powerful offensive techniques of everyone.
At this time, all the students in the audience couldn't help but sweat for Fang Yi.
But Fang Yi remained motionless until everyone poured all their magical powers into Fang Yi.
Only then did Fang Yi move.
"It snows in the mountains in May,"
Fang Yi's voice came at this time.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Fang Yi in disbelief.
Fang Yi, what is he going to do? ?
Are you writing a war poem?
Talents were flowing down like snow, and the air in the entire hall became cold.
"No flowers, only cold."
Fang Yi read out the second sentence.
Under the strong pressure of everyone, Fang Yi stood tall and graceful in white clothes, like a gentleman in the snow.
"Another war poem?" All the students in the audience stared at Fang Yi.
This is simply unbelievable. Fang Yi can still compose battle poems? ?
How many poems can he write? ?
After a while, two competing poems? ?
Moreover, looking at the current commotion, everyone knows that the power of Fang Yi's war poem will definitely not be reduced. Maybe, this one is also a terrible war poem.
Bai Zhiyuan's expression became complicated, he was worried and excited at the same time.
Obviously, if Fang Yi can write a war poem, it will definitely be a great thing. But if he really does it, then it is foreseeable that their Shu Middle School Palace will really be defeated! !
"I hear broken willows in the flute,"
"I have never seen the beauty of spring."
Fang Yi didn't seem to notice the expressions of everyone else, but was completely immersed in his own world.
At this moment, there was only that white figure left between heaven and earth.
"Watch the battle at dawn with the golden drum, sleep with the jade saddle at night."
Fang Yi threw the ball loudly. At this time, all kinds of magical powers were shattered into pieces, and Fang Yi's figure began to gradually appear.
"I am willing to put my sword down from my waist and kill Loulan."
As Fang Yi read out the last line of the poem, the color of the world changed in an instant.
A terrifying long sword appeared on Fang Yi's waist. The long sword now penetrated the heaven and earth, pierced the void, and turned into an extremely terrifying force, annihilating everything in an instant.
Tang Wei's art of war was shattered, and Yun Wufeng's treasure was shattered bit by bit, eventually turning into nothingness.
Jiang Han and Feng Ling even vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"Li Daitao is dead!" Tang Wei spat out blood and tried to escape, but it was useless. That sword seemed to be able to defeat Tang Wei's incarnation, not only killing his incarnation, but also seriously injuring his real body.
Although Yun Wufeng was not seriously injured, his heart was bleeding. Most of his treasures were broken at this time, and he no longer dared to invest any more.
Needless to say, Jiang Han and Feng Ling fell to the ground spurting blood and could not get up again.
