amaotonovel Chapter 411 Shengwen Battle
Chapter 411 Shengwen Battle
Chapter 411 Victory in the Battle
His talent began to permeate the surroundings, causing everyone to hold their breath. Ye Ru also began to activate his talent, the energy within his book palace flowing through his limbs. He clenched his fists, then slowly smiled:
"let's start."
"it is good!"
As Ji Yuan closed his folding fan, the talent possessed only by a scholar of the rank of Juren (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations) suddenly burst forth from his body, drawing a large crowd to him.
Although these merchants were not scholars, they cared a great deal about the duels between scholars. They put down what they were holding and took two steps back.
boom!
With a surge of talent, Ji Yuan clenched his fist and flicked his folding fan. In the next instant, a wind blade shot out, leaving countless marks on the ground.
Seeing this, Ye Ru simply smiled and shook his head, seemingly unconcerned about the attack. He then took out his white feather fan and gently fanned himself.
boom!
In an instant, the white feather fan conjured up more wind blades than Ji Yuan, carrying immense power, and they collided with each other.
As the wind blade struck the white feather fan, Ji Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he immediately began writing down the scholar's poem.
After three breaths of poetry, gazing at the ever-growing wind blade, Ji Yuan suddenly pointed his finger, and dozens of sharp swords, like poisonous dragons, suddenly pierced through the void, directly colliding with the pierced wind blade once again.
"This guy is clearly just a scholar, how could he be so powerful?"
Seeing that he had only managed to withstand Ye Ru's attack after two attempts, even Ji Yuan, with his pride, felt somewhat incredulous.
"Wow, that's strong... But we've already reached the first round, there are still two rounds to go..."
Zhang Dong looked at Ji Yuan, who was gritting his teeth and defending, and a look of worry appeared on his face. Ye Ru's actions were far too impulsive.
"Yes, I also feel that Chief Ye is being a bit too arrogant."
Zhang Zhi shook his head and sighed.
When Ye Ru saw Ji Yuan break through his wind blade, he quickly recited the Swift Movement Poem and the Five Animal Frolics. His body moved like a series of afterimages, passing directly through Ji Yuan's attack barrier. In his other hand, the Three Perfections Literary Heart Brush appeared, and he then poured his literary energy into it.
With the infusion of talent, the Three Perfections Pen became extremely hard at this moment, and finally slammed down hard on his back.
Seeing Ye Ru appear behind him without him noticing, Ji Yuan was startled. At that moment, he quickly turned around, a smile appearing on his lips, and a sharp sword reappeared from the Xuan paper.
This sword is much more powerful than the previous ones. It's obvious that Ji Yuan deliberately left a flaw to lure Ye Ru away.
However, although the sword was powerful, Ye Ru also possessed even greater talent. The talent in his Three Absolutes Literary Heart Brush suddenly erupted, directly defeating the sword with overwhelming force. Without the slightest pause, the tip of the brush, carrying a murderous aura, rapidly magnified in Ji Yuan's pupils, and finally, without any hindrance, it swept past Ji Yuan's neck.
boom!
A drop of blood splattered out. Ye Ru turned his back to Ji Yuan, then with a flick of his wrist, the calligraphy brush disappeared from his hand.
Ji Yuan, on the other hand, was completely stiff. He touched the blood on his neck, swallowed hard, and dared not move.
Everyone stared at Ye Ru, who remained calm and composed, a look of shock appearing on their faces.
With just two moves, he defeated a scholar who had passed the imperial examinations, relying solely on his talent and skill.
When Ji Jun saw this, a look of lingering fear appeared on his face. If Ye Ru's pen had been slightly off-center, Ji Yuan would probably have collapsed.
In the ensuing silence, Ye Ru turned around and said to Ji Yuan:
"Concession."
Upon hearing this, Ji Yuan realized what was happening, and his face turned extremely pale. He now understood the gap between himself and the other party. No wonder the other party was so fearless; it turned out that he was just a clown.
"I lost……"
After a long pause, Ji Yuan took a deep breath, but then said loudly:
"I've lost this literary contest, but when it comes to poetry, I've never had a match in Qingcheng! If you want me to be truly convinced, you'll need to surpass me in poetry. Do you dare?"
Although he lost face after saying this, he had no choice but to do so for the sake of Jin's reputation.
"Yes, the literary contest is about talent, while the literary duel is about learning. Winning the literary contest alone is not enough; you must surpass my son in learning to count."
Upon hearing Ji Yuan's words, Ji Jun nodded in agreement.
"How shameless..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dong cursed inwardly.
"They've completely abandoned all sense of decency as intellectuals, sigh."
Zhang Zhi nodded, then said dismissively.
This was undoubtedly a dishonest act, and many merchants showed expressions of disdain. Only this person could be so shameless as a city lord.
“Envoy of Yanhuang Kingdom, if you can defeat Young Master Ji, I will purchase the tea from an entire county in your country.”
The merchant shouted that merchants are only interested in profit and have no interest in interfering in national affairs.
“I’ll add one too, but if we lose, we’ll never go to the Yanhuang Kingdom again, because we don’t trust a liar.”
Another merchant shouted, which piqued Ye Ru's interest:
"Very well, you have repeatedly tried to obstruct us. If I cannot convince you, I will be letting down His Majesty's expectations. Since you want to write poetry, then let's do it."
"However, I urge all businessmen to keep their promises."
Although these merchants' ability to trade in Yanhuang Kingdom will not have any impact on the country, it can at least enrich the people of a village. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, so why not do it?
"Alright, that's spirited. In that case, I'll set the question. You have no objections, right?"
Ji Yuan sneered and said arrogantly, "Although I don't know what kind of sorcery the other party is using, a literary contest and a battle of wits are different. A literary contest is based on the classics of the sages, and he can tell at a glance that Ye Ru is just a poor scholar who can't read many books."
I am well-read and have achieved some success in writing poetry and articles, though I dare not claim to be the best.
"When in Rome, do as the host says. Please feel free to speak."
"it is good!"
Hearing Ye Ru's words, Ji Yuan felt even more confident in his chances of winning, and then said:
"Since that's the case, then I'll set a challenge. We're very close to the desert, so let's each compose a poem on the theme of the desert, and the winner will be determined by our talent. You have no objections, right?"
"No."
"It must be written in ten breaths, how about that?"
"Five breaths will suffice."
Ye Ru held up five fingers and smiled.
"What an arrogant fellow! Are all the people of the Yanhuang Kingdom this rampant?"
This immediately enraged Ji Yuan.
However, Ye Ru was unaffected and went straight to the point:
"let's start."