"If only Fang Yun and Yan Yukong are left at the end, things will get interesting."
Their Aspirational Literary Pages tilted once again.
"Don't form another petal, don't form another petal..."
Some scholars from the Wu Kingdom, Kong City, and the Ten Cold Ancient Land kept muttering under their breath. If both men formed nine-petaled lotuses, the Zhuangyuan from their regions would very likely fall into the water.
The light pouring from the Aspirational Literary Pages grew richer, almost ten times as intense as it had been at the beginning.
A moment later, another lotus petal appeared beside both Fang Yun and Yan Yukong.
Nine-petaled lotuses!
Nine pure-white lotus petals half encircled each man, covering the front and both sides, leaving only their backs exposed.
Everyone rose to their feet in astonished delight. Never in the history of the Human Race had two people formed nine-petaled lotuses in a single National Chief Contest!
"A sacred miracle! This is absolutely a sacred miracle!"
"If both of them become Half-Sages, they'll surely overshadow all the other sages!"
"With Master Zhi Shi, those three Half-Sages together could sweep through the Demon Realm!"
"After Sage Kong, the Human Race's second golden age is about to dawn!"
The young members of the Zong and Lei Families forcibly swallowed their discouraging remarks. However foolish they might be, they knew that anyone who spoke recklessly now would draw everyone's wrath.
Everyone was delighted, but the other three Zhuangyuan could not find it in themselves to smile.
With only four lotus petals, Kong Delun could no longer withstand the five-petal difference. He toppled backward as his leaf overturned and fell into the water alone, choking on water while looking resentfully at Fang Yun and Yan Yukong.
Zeng Nianhai and Sun Naiyong, who each had five petals, were practically