mtlumby2d Chapter 496 The Number of the Six Arts
Chapter 496 The Number of the Six Arts
Chapter 496 The Number of the Six Arts
The light shone down on the world, causing a look of horror to appear on the faces of everyone present.
"How is this possible? It's a world-renowned article! I don't believe it!"
In particular, an expression of disbelief appeared on Yan Jin's face. He had not expected that Ye Ru, whom he had mocked earlier, would be identified as a world-renowned scholar!
"No way, a world-renowned article? A mere scholar actually wrote such an amazing article, is this some kind of hoax?"
Swallowing hard, Zhang Dong's face showed disbelief.
“A masterpiece that will be admired worldwide is not something that can be written casually. Even if a scholar were to write one, it would take at least a week to complete. That’s simply terrifying.”
Zhang Zhi nodded, his face grave.
Now, this mere scholar has actually written a world-renowned article in just one hour. Such talent and wisdom are simply terrifying.
Everyone in the arena stared in utter shock at the enormous, dreamlike characters in the sky, their expressions incredibly varied.
After all, such a world-renowned article is very rare to see, although...
The difference between being a Saint and being a World-Renowned being is only one realm, but the energy difference between them is enormous.
The shock lingered on Xie Ming's face for a moment before slowly fading away. He then abruptly stood up, crushing the armrest of his chair to pieces. He stared at Ye Ru, his expression filled with intense excitement.
At this crucial moment, their opponent actually wrote a world-renowned article! It directly suppressed the exceptionally arrogant Yan Jin, giving them a huge surprise.
"I never expected it to be a world-renowned article!"
Taking a deep breath, Yan Feng's face revealed a look of resentment.
Originally, the championship of this round should have belonged to Ghost Scholar, but unexpectedly, such a roadblock appeared!
"Haha, it seems your scheme, Ghost Scholar, is going to fail. The demon race sent you here to compete with us for the championship, but you ended up shooting yourself in the foot. How laughable, utterly laughable!"
Seeing the anger on Yan Jin's and the others' faces, Kong Ling felt a surge of pleasure and then mocked them fiercely.
"Hmph, don't be too happy yet, hurry up and move on to the next round."
Yan Jin felt a pang of regret, regretting why he had accepted such a competition. Now it seemed that the Ghost Scholars' chances of winning this tournament were extremely slim.
"Damn it, if it weren't for Ye Ru, we probably would have won this literary gathering. Why did he, a man from the Yanhuang Kingdom, have to come here to join in the fun!"
Yan Feng clenched his fist and slammed it onto the stone table with a final punch, saying angrily.
"Haha, I didn't expect such a roadblock to appear halfway through. It seems the crown will change hands again. Don't you think so?"
At this moment, Xie Ming smiled slightly, as if he were hinting at something, and then looked around. The onlookers' faces were flushed, and they seemed extremely excited.
These words undoubtedly made Yan Jin and the others' faces even uglier. The former lowered his head, gently rubbing his hands together, and angrily cursed:
"I'm really gloating. No matter what, even if I can't win this literary competition, winning the next round of the Six Arts competition will be enough to make me proud."
"I wonder if we can announce the champion of this round?"
Ye Ru raised his head, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Xie Ming, and then slowly spoke.
"Yes, yes, now it's time to announce the champion of this round."
Seemingly aware of Ye Ru's unspoken meaning, Xie Ming clapped his hands to quiet everyone down, then coughed twice before continuing.
"Today, the champion of this round is..."
At this point, Xie Ming looked at Ye Ru, then suddenly waved his hand, pointing directly at Ye Ru:
"Ye Ru!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the spectators, unable to contain their excitement, all stood up and turned their gazes to where Ye Ru was, erupting in applause.
"Having been the top scholar for five consecutive rounds, even if I lose the sixth round of the Six Arts, it won't affect the overall outcome."
A look of delight appeared on Zhang Dong's face, and he clicked his tongue in admiration.
"Yes, five wheels, this is something I never dared to dream of. Ye Ru has really brought us great honor."
Zhang Zhi nodded and said.
"A five-time champion, truly remarkable. If this boy could become a citizen of our Jin Kingdom, it would be a great blessing for our Jin Kingdom."
Seeing the cheering crowd around him, Xie Ming's eyes showed admiration, and then he slowly said.
"It is said that the half-saint of Wei once wanted Ye Ru to come to Wei to study, but he refused. Wei is the capital of scholars. Do you think Ye Ru, who was rejected by Wei, would come to my Jin?"
“If he comes, I will agree to whatever conditions he sets.”
Mr. Kong smiled slightly, disagreeing with Xie Ming's statement in the slightest, but deep down he still hoped to extend an olive branch to Ye Ru after the literary conference ended.
After all, given Ye Ru's current potential, he is the most likely person to enter the semi-saint realm. If he were to join our Confucius family and receive intensive training, it would be extremely beneficial for our Confucius family once he enters the semi-saint realm.
"Now we proceed to the final round of the Six Arts. This final round involves the number of the Six Arts, the origin of which comes from the *I Ching* and the Hetu and Luoshu. The *Records of the Grand Historian* states: 'Scholars take the Six Arts as their model. The classics and commentaries on the Six Arts number in the millions. Even after generations, one cannot master their learning, nor can one exhaust their rites in a single year. Therefore, it is said: broad but lacking in essentials, laborious but yielding little result.'"
"This is the origin of the Six Arts. Today, we will present the questions, which are taken from the Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art. Each person will have three chances to solve these three questions within ten minutes. Then, the winner of this round will be determined by the time taken."
Xie Ming glanced around and said slowly.
"it is good!"
Everyone nodded, all of them eager to make a move.
The Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art marked the formation of mathematics in this Confucian and Taoist continent. Although Ye Ru had done some problems before, those problems were not very difficult. However, the scholars present were all the best in their respective countries. This is just like the difference between Olympiad mathematics and ordinary mathematics.
"The competition begins now! Each of you has your own question on your stone table. If it's easy, then you're lucky. But if it's difficult, then you're on your own."
Xie Ming's lips curled into a sinister smile, and then he clapped his hands, from which a piece of paper filled with numbers appeared on the stone table.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Ru picked up the paper and looked at it. The first question was written like this:
“There is a pond that is one zhang square, with reeds growing in the center. The reeds extend one chi above the water, and when pulled to the bank, they are level with the bank. What is the depth of the water and the length of the reeds?”