The battle was about to break out, and while Zhang Longteng was still in a daze, Feng Shaoyang's attack had already arrived.
In an instant, the flames all over the sky turned into a rain of arrows, directly completing a round of bombing coverage at Zhang Longteng. The latter didn't even have time to cast his scroll, and was directly blown out of the field by a rain of arrows.
"What, one move to kill?!"
"How can this guy be so strong!"
"No, the opponent's energy is too strong. He is a master of literature!"
"What, Literary Master?!"
On the Dali Country's side, although the people excluding the envoys are all young men, there are also some discerning ones.
As soon as Feng Shaoyang made a move, the energy around his body steamed up. Looking at the speed at which he exerted his force, he materialized the rocket almost instantly. This was obviously something that only a literary master could do. This made the Dali Kingdom's camp turn pale for a moment.
Scribes can still fight, and against scribes, these little guys have no hope even if they fight to the death. Even if they hold the golden scroll, they can't win. After all, this is a big difference, and scribes can't control the golden scroll.
Completely unleash the full power of the picture scroll.
"What should I do now?"
The people of Dali Country were dumbfounded.
On the other hand, when Dafengguo and the group of people who were accidentally injured saw Feng Shaoyang directly defeating him, they all cheered immediately.
"Children of Dali Country, it turns out that you are nothing more than this. You will not be able to do anything when you meet a master!"
"That's right, you think it's okay if you have helpers, but now you may not be able to win even if you have helpers."
"Let's see if you are still rude, you bastards!"
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After hearing the words of the people from Dafeng Kingdom, Wang Shaotong glanced at them strangely, and then whispered to Su Pingan: "Everyone Su, are these people deliberately provoking the people from Dali Kingdom?"
Su Ping'an nodded and said: "You are right, the people from Dali Country are indeed fanning the flames. If they lose, they don't want others to have an easy time, so now they want to use words to stimulate the people from Dali Country's mission to make things worse.
's bigger."
Hearing this, Wang Shaotong's eyes widened, "The director of the literary school is indeed right, these guys are not good people. So should Feng Shaoyang stop now?"
Su Ping'an shook his head and said with a smile: "No, haven't you noticed yet? This is the opportunity for the Dean of Literature to force the people from the Dali Country's mission to take action. Maybe he also wants to see the strength of the students from the other team's mission.
, Fortunately, I felt confident during the Four Nations Competition."
"Oh, I see!"
Su Ping'an and the others came back late, so they didn't know that there was an old grudge between Elder Chun and Elder Shen Qing of Dali Kingdom, and they didn't know that there was a 'grievance situation' at the moment.
But Su Pingan was right. In addition to settling old scores with Elder Shen Qing, Elder Chun also wanted to use Feng Shaoyang's hand to find out the strength of the other student.
And now Long Cheng, Guan Feng and other liberal arts students are wandering around the city, and they don't know what is happening here, so Elder Chun asked Feng Shaoyang to take action on his behalf.
On the opposite side, when the Dali Kingdom envoy saw Feng Shaoyang defeating Xianxiu from Dali Kingdom with one move, the expressions of Elder Shen Qing and the people at Canaan College suddenly darkened.
"A master suddenly appeared. Is this a bit suspicious?"
The literary cultivators at Canaan College frowned and muttered to themselves.
Then someone shouted to Feng Shaoyang, "Who are you? Do you have the guts to tell me your name and origin?"
Feng Shaoyang is not stupid. Although he has always been arrogant, he can still tell that the other party is trying to find out his own details. He immediately curled up the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, your uncle, I, Feng Shaoyang, send someone quickly."
Come out and get beaten!"
I poke!
So crazy!
"What a loud tone!"
The people of Dali Kingdom were immediately furious by Feng Shaoyang's attitude.
Elder Shen Qing's eyes flashed. He looked at Feng Shaoyang who suddenly appeared, and then at Elder Chun of the Wenyuan Academy. He couldn't help but think, "Wait... don't let these casual cultivators get involved again. They are not Feng Shaoyang."
Your opponent. Xiaohu, go and be careful, the opponent may be a student from the liberal arts college!"
"What, people from Daxuan Chinese Academy of Sciences?"
"I see, I asked how could it be possible that a random person from the other side turned out to be a literary master? It turns out he has another identity!"
"The people in the Academy of Arts are too despicable. We are just supporting other people's scroll paintings, and they actually directly send someone to do it for them. This is too presumptuous!"
The people of Dali Country were all very angry all of a sudden.
The man named 'Xiaohu' was overjoyed when he received the order. He immediately clasped his fists and said, "Elder, don't worry. Since the people on the other side are from the Academy of Arts, we don't have to show mercy to them. If we can beat him,
My face can’t even participate in the Four Nations Competition, so that’s even better. Hehehe..."
After saying that, Xiaohu walked towards Feng Shaoyang on the field with ill intentions.
When Feng Shaoyang saw someone coming out, he immediately followed the laughter and saw a tall guy coming out of Dali Kingdom who looked a bit like Meng Erhu. His aura was very calm, giving people the feeling of a dormant tiger.
"This guy is a master!"
Feng Shaoyang immediately felt shocked.
Although he was rather arrogant, he was unambiguous in his work. He immediately raised his concentration.
"A great gift to Zhou Hu, please give me some advice!"
As soon as Zhou Hu finished speaking, his aura burst out unabashedly. The billowing literary aura condensed above his head like a dark cloud, and with a wave of his hand in front of him, five or six golden scrolls floated out in an instant.
There is a powerful aura in each picture scroll. Obviously, the objects in these paintings are not vulgar objects.
"The other party is also a writer!"
Feng Shaoyang immediately sensed the opponent's cultivation level, which was even stronger than his own. "This battle is a tough one!"
Although his opponent was more fierce and there were too many scrolls in front of him, Feng Shaoyang was not timid. He let out a low drink and his literary energy surged around him. He also manifested three figures in an instant. They were all his story.
The protagonist in the game, and then he, along with the three embodied objects, rushed towards the opponent to kill him.
"The sky is on fire!"
"Taishan is overwhelming!"
"Iron lock across the river!"
"The Great Cage Technique!"
In an instant, Feng Shaoyang directly used four major literary skills in succession, and the attack was overwhelming, leaving no room for defense for his opponent.
He also wants to knock down his opponent before he activates the scrolls. Only in this way can he have the possibility of victory. Otherwise, when the opponent's scrolls are activated, it will be difficult for him to remain undefeated.
When he was in Daming Mansion, whether he was watching Su Ping'an compete with painting masters or fighting against fellow painting and literary cultivators, he knew one thing very well, that is, he must not give the painting and literary cultivators a chance to show off, otherwise
Once the opponent stabilizes the situation, I'm afraid it will fall into a continuous puzzle phase.
This is a scene that no literary cultivator wants to encounter.
Feng Shaoyang's plan is correct, but the opponents he faces now are no longer the casual cultivators from the Dali Kingdom who have mediocre cultivation and little combat experience. The people standing opposite him now are people from the Canaan Academy of the Dali Kingdom, and they still have to
Players participating in the Four Nations Competition.
Since the elders of Dali Kingdom dared to send this person out, it was enough to prove the strength of this guy from the side, and he was definitely not a silver pewter spear head.
Facing Feng Shaoyang's overwhelming attack, Zhou Hu from Dali Kingdom curled his lips, then opened a golden scroll in front of him, followed without dodging, and just said lightly: "Sky Fire Glazed Bell!"