Fang Yun suddenly gave a cold smile. When dealing with that accomplished scholar, he had only used a tenth of his talent.

With the talent refined by the God of Literature's five movements, possessing the majestic literary palace of ancient murals, first receiving the thunderous holy sound, and then ascending the four mountains, Fang Yun's strength was a hundred times that of an ordinary accomplished scholar during a literary duel!

Suddenly, the wild wind around Fang Yun intensified again, while the wind around Feng Shaoyu continued to weaken.

"How could this be possible! You guys are cheating!" Feng Shaoyu couldn't help but exclaim in shock. Although he was arrogant on the surface, he had always been diligent in his studies, working extremely hard for the rise of his family. He had great confidence in his talent and literary palace, which was more than 30% stronger than when Fang Yun was fighting against the accomplished scholar.