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When speaking.

Fan Shengzhou and Wei Lingfeng were already standing in the center of the crowd.

The two were less than ten feet apart and looked at each other.

In the air, there was a faint aura of anxiety.

"Come here!" Wei Lingfeng waved his right hand, and the huge brush flew into his hand.

Everyone looked carefully, and the barrel of this brush seemed to be made of a special metal.

Combine with the deep hole that the brush just inserted into the ground.

Everyone dared to say with absolute certainty that the pen weighed at least one hundred kilograms.

And Bai Junqian and the others remembered that Wei Lingfeng's brush was a spiritual tool with extraordinary power.

Fan Shengzhou didn't dare to neglect, he quickly activated his true essence and took out the spirit tool brush he carried with him.

"Paper!"

The two shouted at the same time, and two pieces of white paper flew out from the distant school, suspended in front of them.

"Please!"

"Please!"

According to the rules of Wendao, before the official competition, people in Wendao must bow to each other.

After the two finished this process, they held brushes and swiped ink on the white paper.

In less than five breaths of time, both of them have already written it.

Then they saw their right hand flick, drawing out a spiritual energy, and throwing the paper to the ground in the distance.

Bang bang!

After two loud noises, both pieces of paper smashed the ground to a depth of about an inch.

After Bai Junqian measured the depth with a special ivory ruler, he said:

"Teacher and Senior Wei's depth is one inch and three points, it's a tie!"

After saying this, the 50,000 disciples of the Three Kingdoms Academy were secretly excited.

They thought that Fan Shengzhou was indeed the quasi-sage pointed out by Di Fu.

His strength is almost the same as that of the veteran writer Wei Lingfeng.

Including Fan Shengzhou himself, was also very excited.

If it wasn't for Difu's guidance, in today's first match, he would have suffered a crushing defeat in front of Wei Lingfeng.

Wei Lingfeng frowned secretly, but he didn't expect Fan Shengzhou to have the qualifications of a quasi-sage.

"This old man, who has been hiding here for two thousand years, has really made a breakthrough."

"It's no wonder that he dared to open up a precedent for literary and Taoism, and established this academy across borders."

Wei Lingfeng took a deep breath.

For today's competition, he paid countless hardships.

He is confident enough to completely crush Fan Shengzhou in the next competition.

"Continue!" Wei Lingfeng let out a low growl, his hands forming a button seal, and the spiritual energy in his body surged wildly.

"The talent is connected to the past and the present, and the sword cuts ten countries!"

After he and Fan Shengzhou recited these two sentences at the same time, a golden light burst out from both of them.

After blinking.

The golden light turned into two long swords that were more than ten feet long, suspended in front of the two of them.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the two long swords are composed of countless mysterious words, full of indomitable talents.

Bai Junqian, the others, and the fifty thousand disciples were all shocked.

As expected of the Wenjian condensed by the quasi-sage, it is really awe-inspiring sword energy that traverses ten countries.

"cut!"

Fan Shengzhou and Wei Lingfeng roared at the same time, and slashed towards each other with their swords in both hands.

Bang!

The sword shattered.

Fan Shengzhou and Wei Lingfeng's Wenjian completely turned into gas.

But Fan Shengzhou's Wen Jian broke earlier.

"Haha!" Wei Lingfeng laughed twice when he saw this, "Fan Shengzhou, your literary and Taoist cultivation is really good, but unfortunately it's still a bit inferior!"

Fan Shengzhou nodded slightly: "Your progress is indeed amazing. I never imagined that the scholar who was easily defeated by me back then would be so strong."

Wei Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "This is the power of revenge! If you haven't experienced such a big shame, you can't understand how determined I am!"

Fan Shengzhou thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "I haven't lost yet, so you don't have to be too proud."

Wei Lingfeng's eyes were fierce: "In this last game, I will show you how big the gap is between us."

Wenqu Xinghui is the most important and the most difficult part of the Wendao competition.

Condensing Wenqu Xinghui, not only requires a very deep Wendao cultivation.

The talent of Wen Dao, as well as the incomparable ability to bear, are all necessary.

In the previous competition, Wei Lingfeng was only slightly behind in the first two links.

And Wenqu Xinghui was the part where he lost the worst.

He remembered very clearly that Fan Shengzhou suddenly condensed two colors of starlight.

And he, after all his efforts, failed to condense a little bit of star brilliance.

This gap is simply an insurmountable gap for the literati.

Fan Shengzhou said solemnly: "I will try my best to prove that you are not that strong!"

"Humph!" After Wei Lingfeng snorted coldly, he didn't say more, but frantically mobilized the true energy and talent in his body.

hoo~

A dazzling purple light shot up from his body.

Immediately, four divine lights of red, yellow, blue, and gold flashed around the purple light.

After the five colors are mixed together, it turns into a starry sky.

The colorful stars shine on the earth.

"The colorful starlight is only two brilliance away from the colorful holy light!"

"As expected of the number one writer in the mainland!"

Seeing Wei Lingfeng's colorful starlight, Bai Junqian and the others all admired them sincerely.

Fan Shengzhou showed an extremely solemn expression at this time, and he was also trying his best to stimulate the true essence and talent in his body to burst out.

hoo~

After the purple light appeared, only two colors of red and yellow surrounded it.

"Just the three-colored starlight!"

Seeing this scene, Bai Junqian and the others all shook their heads.

I thought to myself that my teacher was a new quasi-sage. Compared with Wei Lingfeng, he was still a little worse.

Wei Lingfeng waited for a while, and found that there was no new color in Fan Shengzhou's body, and couldn't help showing a bit of joy.

"Fan Shengzhou, you still lost after all!"

"How did you beat me back then, how I will beat you today, now you have nothing to say?"

His heart was instantly relieved.

Only when Fan Shengzhou is completely stepped under his feet can he be the number one writer in mainland China.

Even the writings of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm must respect him.

Fan Shengzhou nodded heartily, ready to bow and salute:

"Writing and Taoism cultivation, the master is respected, your attainments are indeed higher than mine, please accept me..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Junqian hurriedly shouted: "Teacher, wait!"

hoo~

The three-colored starlight that Fan Shengzhou had condensed suddenly shattered and turned into countless tiny light spots with even more radiance.

Everyone looked up to see.

The star, which originally had only three colors, was now colorful and blurred.

A mysterious colorful holy light connects this starlight with the stone tablet of the academy, which lasts for a long time.

"Colorful Holy Light!"

At this moment, the smile on Wei Lingfeng's face solidified, "How could you have reached the realm of literary saints?"

He hurriedly followed the colorful holy light.

I saw two quatrains written on the stone tablet.

No indifference without ambition!

No peace is far away!

"You wrote this?" Wei Lingfeng looked at Fan Shengzhou in shock.

These two words alone are already talented beyond the past and present.

He is sure that the person who can write these two sentences must be a rare literary sage in the world!

At this time, Fan Shengzhou, Bai Junqian and others also came over.

It turned out that the colorful holy light was not displayed by Fan Shengzhou, but the words written by Emperor Fu on the stone tablet, bursting out the brilliance of a saint.

"How can I have the ability to write such a masterpiece?" Fan Shengzhou shook his head quickly, and then looked at Lin Xuan, "The emperor is a literary sage in the world, and this is all his handwriting!"

"Becoming a saint of the world?"

Wei Lingfeng quickly looked at Lin Xuan.

It turns out that Emperor Beixuan Tianfu is not only a prominent figure, but also a talented literary sage!

This……

Even if you win in front of Wen Sheng, what is there to be proud of?

Having said that, at such a young age, Di Fu has become a contemporary sage.

He is a man who has lived for thousands of years, with a huge determination to revenge, he has suffered a lot, and he is worthy of being a quasi-saint.

What qualifications do you have to smile and be complacent in front of the emperor?

With the emperor here, there is no place for him, Wei Lingfeng, to get involved in the peak of the world's literary and Taoism!

Thinking of this, Wei Lingfeng hurriedly put away the brush, straightened his clothes, and walked quickly to Lin Xuan to salute:

"Wei Lingfeng has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please don't blame me sir!"

He specially emphasized the word "Sir" to show respect.