CH 205

The rest of the Presented Scholars watched as Fang Yun dared to step onto the Beast Bridge. Some showed admiration, some revealed inexplicable smiles, and some simply ignored him, focusing only on their own paths.

The Beast Bridge was wide, allowing fifteen people to step onto it almost simultaneously. The gap between the fastest and the slowest was less than a step.

Their attitudes varied as they ascended the bridge. Some were calm, some were brave, some were cautious, some were nonchalant, and some were fully focused.

The bravest among them quickened his pace with a faint smile on his lips. He passed the first pair of beast heads without any hindrance. If one looked closely, they would notice his hair gently lifting and a slight flush on his exposed skin.

Fang Yun was also contemplating the Beast Bridge. Unlike the Weak Water, the strange wind, and the changing fog, the vital energy in the Beast Bridge was identical to that of the Demon Barbarian remains in the Holy Land. It could not only attack a person's literary palace and the courage to write but also directly assault their body.

Even the Military Strategist had suffered internal injuries and bled from the mouth. Yan Yukong's clothes had been reduced to shreds, and the disciple from the Mo Family was so injured that he couldn't move.

Including Fang Yun, the rest quickly reached the first pair of beast heads.

From outside the bridge, Fang Yun couldn't see anything. But once he stepped onto the bridge, he saw two faint red lights sweeping over him.

Fang Yun felt a sharp pain, as if he had been hit by a thick wooden stick, but it didn't leave a wound. Then, the two red lights struck his literary palace.

Fang Yun's literary palace remained unmoved, and the vital energy immediately dissipated, disappearing without a trace.

"This seems equivalent to the full-force vital energy eruption of a Demon Soldier at close range. Its power is mediocre," Fang Yun thought to himself.

Everyone continued without stopping, quickly reaching the second pair of beast heads.

A deeper red light flashed, and two streams of vital energy lashed at everyone's bodies and literary palaces like several whips.

Almost everyone's body shuddered slightly, and they let out a soft hiss. Fang Yun felt a burning sensation in several places on his body. Although he was wearing dragon scale clothes and dragon skin pants, the vital energy was not a weapon or claw that could easily penetrate. Only the Treasures of Literature could resist it.

"It's probably equivalent to 20% of a Demon General's vital energy. However, if a Demon General used this vital energy to cast a demon technique, it wouldn't be so easy for us to block."

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The other Presented Scholars saw Fang Yun safely pass the second pair of beast heads. Regardless of their previous attitudes, they now showed clear admiration. It was the recognition of a senior to a junior.

Passing the second pair of beast heads meant that they could attack the Demon General from a distance without worrying about being interrupted by the residual waves of the demon technique.

When they reached the third pair of beast heads, Fang Yun's body trembled violently. The vital energy was like a dozen whips lashing at him simultaneously. Fang Yun looked down at his painful hand, which now bore a clear red mark.

However, Fang Yun's literary palace remained unmoved.

After a few more steps, the fourth pair of beast heads released their vital energy, and the red light had turned into a blood light.

Half of the people let out a heavy grunt and started to breathe deeply to alleviate their pain.

Fang Yun gritted his teeth. The vital energy from the fourth pair of beast heads felt like swords and knives were coming at him, causing not only flesh pain but also bone-cutting pain. If it weren't for their literary palaces and the courage to write, they would have fainted by now.

Everyone had been relying on the power of their courage to write to protect themselves. By the time they reached the Beast Bridge, their courage was exhausted. Except for people like Yan Yukong, who had fully developed their courage, everyone else could only endure passively without any means of protection.

Fang Yun was no exception. He couldn't use his courage to write for a short time. However, the advantage of his powerful literary palace was revealed. The vital energy couldn't shake his literary palace at all.

After passing the fourth pair of beast heads, two Presented Scholars slowed down. Their literary palaces and the courage to write had been constantly combating the Weak Water, the strange wind, and the changing fog. They had reached their limits. However, they noticed that Fang Yun's pace hadn't slowed down at all.

One of them looked at Fang Yun in astonishment, while the other squinted his eyes, convinced that Fang Yun was stubbornly persisting despite his inability to cross the Beast Bridge. He was showing signs of resentment.

As soon as Fang Yun stepped between the fifth pair of beast heads, he felt as if his body was being hacked and pierced by dozens of swords. His body shook violently, and he even bent over slightly. But he quickly straightened his back, and his pace didn't slow down at all.

Among the other twelve, ten slowed down, and only two kept pace with Fang Yun.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Fang Yun. The vital energy targeted both the literary palace and the body. The physical strength of a Presented Scholar was at least five times that of an Accomplished Scholar, and the strength of the literary palace exceeded ten times.

An Accomplished Scholar's literary palace or body is very ordinary. The pain they endure on the Beast Bridge is at least thirty times that of a Presented Scholar!

These people had been Presented Scholars for at least three years and at most five years, while Fang Yun had been an Accomplished Scholar for less than three months!

These people were all outstanding among the current Presented Scholars. They all had the qualifications to compete for the next Four Great Talents. Everyone could become a Grand Academician, and it wouldn't be surprising if they became a Great Scholar. But an Accomplished Scholar had surpassed them!

They were either descendants of Semi-Saint Prominent Families or favored disciples of Great Scholars. They had undergone various training for the Holy Land. Anything that could enhance themselves, they had basically consumed. What they hadn't consumed was basically not for Presented Scholars. Any one of them, their literary palace and body were at least three times stronger than ordinary Presented Scholars. Otherwise, they wouldn't have reached this point so quickly."What a strong will!" someone couldn't help but whisper.

However, there were still people who believed that Fang Yun was just pretending to be strong. After all, a Talented Scholar is just a Talented Scholar.

Zong Wude, Feng Yang, and Fang Yun left the others behind and walked towards the sixth pair of beast heads.

The dark red blood light rushed towards them, equivalent to a full-force blood attack from a demon general.

"Puff..." The three of them spat out blood at the same time.

Fang Yun felt as if several large axes were hacking at his body, as if he was being cut in half at the waist. The pain made his vision go black, and he almost fainted.

All three of them had internal injuries, and their skin was seeping tiny beads of blood.

The dozen or so people behind Fang Yun watched in disbelief as the three of them, and then at Fang Yun. All three of them spat out blood at the same time, and their exposed skin was bleeding simultaneously, but Fang Yun was bleeding the least!

All those who had previously disliked Fang Yun for showing off were now filled with pure admiration.

"Is this the power of a Talented Scholar who has been crowned with talent four times?" someone asked.

"No, the real effects of being crowned with talent four times won't show until at least three years later. The fact that he can reach the sixth pair of beast heads now is largely due to his own efforts! He must have been studying hard day and night to accelerate the absorption of the power of the talent crowning."

"No wonder he is the top Talented Scholar of the Ten Nations." A Presented Scholar from a Semi-Saint Prominent Family sighed lightly.

Fang Yun, Feng Yang, and Zong Wude slowed down together and slowly walked towards the final seventh pair of beast heads.

Zong Wude suddenly turned his head to look at Fang Yun and said with a bitter face, "The Ten Nations of the Human Race are all connected. Can you let me go half a step ahead? If I lose to you on the Holy Land Road, it will be embarrassing for my great-grandfather, and the people of Qing Nation will curse me to death. Anyway, the moonlight awarded to the top ten is doubled, how about it?" His great-grandfather was the Zong Saint of the Miscellaneous Family.

Feng Yang, who was standing by, was amused and said irritably, "Don't listen to his nonsense, he is the number one thick-skinned person in the Ten Nations."

The others also laughed. They didn't expect that Zong Wude, who was clearly opposed to Fang Yun and Jing Kingdom, would say such things on such a serious and critical Holy Land Road.

Fang Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and didn't respond. He slowly moved forward.

Fang Yun's eyes were like stars in the night.

"Ah..." Zong Wude sighed and walked side by side with Feng Yang and Fang Yun.

As the three of them walked, their clothes and hair shattered and fell off, but it didn't affect the three of them at all.

The first six pairs of beast heads were just lions, tigers, and wolves, but this seventh pair of beast heads were dragon heads.

The demon general with the bloodline of the Saint Clan!

The three of them arrived between the seventh pair of beast heads at the same time.

This time, the blood light was not fleeting, but like three waves, surging towards them.

Their bodies immediately showed signs of depression, and the sound of bones cracking could be heard. The three of them spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Zong Wude and Feng Yang's bodies softened, and they sat on the ground, their eyes lost focus, and their consciousness blurred.

Fang Yun's eyes were as clear as ever, his body trembling slightly, and he moved forward at a very slow pace, almost shuffling.

This time, Fang Yun's Courage to Write was finally shaken, and even two small cracks appeared, but that was all. It would recover in at most one day.

Fang Yun slowly walked off the bridge, and finally couldn't hold on any longer and sat on the ground. He looked back at the pair of dragon heads, the corner of his blood-stained mouth slightly raised.

"He's too strong." Someone behind him couldn't help but sigh.

"He's not the top Talented Scholar of the Ten Nations. He's the top Talented Scholar of the millennium!"

Yan Yukong, Mo Shan, and Sun Naiyong, who were the first to cross the beast bridge, looked at Fang Yun and didn't speak for a long time.

"Seeing Fang Yun, I know what courage is." Sun Naiyong said in a deep voice.

"Is this guy a mechanical beast?" Mo Shan said.

"I clearly got the first place, so why do I feel like I lost to Fang Yun?" Yan Yukong was very helpless.

Zong Wude, who was lying on the bridge, used all his strength to shout, "Yan Yukong, stop talking nonsense and pull me off the bridge."

"You better roll." Yan Yukong said.

Zong Wude rolled his eyes and really rolled off the bridge, letting out a pig-killing wail as he rolled. He officially passed the Holy Land Road, and Feng Yang also rolled down.

"I've passed the Holy Land Road, save me! Bastard!" After Zong Wude shouted, all the people who had crossed the bridge disappeared.

Fang Yun felt that he had suddenly arrived in a white world, and a warm force entered his body, eliminating all the pain, restoring his body, and not only did his Courage to Write and the Holy Land recover, but they seemed to have improved slightly.

Fang Yun had a thought in his heart. He was originally on the verge of reaching the peak of the Courage to Write realm. Now there was a clear increase, wouldn't he be at the same peak as Yan Yukong?

Before Fang Yun could enter the Holy Land to take a closer look at the Courage to Write, he saw a flash in front of him and found himself in a literature hall. The gate was in front of him, and outside was the Renyong Courtyard, where many officials from various countries who had sent Presented Scholars and Talented Scholars to participate in the Holy Land Road were standing.

Fang Yun turned his head to look inside, and the five people including Yan Yukong who had crossed the beast bridge were all there. And at the very end of the literature hall, on the Grand Master's chair, sat an unremarkable old man, but this old man was staring at Fang Yun, his eyes a bit strange.

"What's wrong with this old man? He must be at least a Great Scholar to preside over this place, what does he mean by looking at me like that?" Fang Yun thought.

Just as Fang Yun was hesitating whether to ask for clarification, the old man said in a hoarse voice, "You have already passed the Holy Land Road, get out, get out!" He seemed extremely impatient. (To be continued.)