Seeing these masters of poetry and thinking of the rules for this literary assembly, Fang Yun silently cursed the scholars of Sage Kong's Literary World. When it came to cunning, they were no less accomplished than those of the Saint Origin Continent. The situation was obvious: these masters did not need to write particularly outstanding poems. They only needed to produce something close to their usual standard, and he would lose without a doubt.
Fang Yun swept his peripheral vision across the crowd and found the generals of the Qishan Army and Deer Gate Army smiling. Wei Changxian even raised his teacup provocatively in a toast, then drained it.
With a great battle approaching, there was no wine at the literary assembly.
Fang Yun considered the matter. Although he had a fair amount of experience in this area, he was still young after all, so he first sent a letter to Zhu Fengqiong, then another to the Poet-Addict Old Man, asking the two experienced elders how to overcome this sort of literary assembly.
Both elders replied quickly, and their answers were remarkably consistent.
There was no way to win except to overwhelm his opponents with absolute ingenuity.
A little later, the Poet-Addict Old Man sent another letter.
"Have you studied Void Sage Fang's poetry and essays?"
Fang Yun replied, "I only learned of him after leaving prison, but I have long since read all his poetry and essays and committed them to memory. Why do you mention Void Sage Fang, sir?"
The Poet-Addict Old Man said, "At last year's farewell spring literary gathering, Void Sage Fang composed a Ten-Character Palindromic Poem. It is a classic example of a poem with two marvels. Do you know it?"
"Of course. The ten characters in 'Orioles sing, willows on the bank play with