2396: C2396 Do Not be Complacent(part Iii)

C2396 Do Not be Complacent(part Iii)

Spring, Autumn, Winter, Summer, Landscape, Rainy, Plum Blossom, Lotus Flower, Chrysanthemum Flower, Moon, Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival, etc.

Along with this, the scenes of the four seasons, mountains and rivers, the wind, flowers, snow, moon, and festivals and festivals began to emerge one after another in Zhang Jiuyan's scripture.

It was as if a painting had been opened in this world, and all things seemed to be reflected within it.

The ink and paper that appeared in Chu Yang's' Classic of Poetry 'was like four unarmed men facing an army that was armed to the teeth.

Zhang Jiuyan had more poems than Chu Yang, much more!

The poems here were not recorded in the Book of Songs, but were written by Zhang Jiuyan. This was a lot more than Chu Yang. He was involved in everything like the spring, summer, autumn, winter, and landscape, and he completely crushed Chu Yang in terms of quantity.

After Chu Yang had activated the 'Book of Songs', the poems he produced were few and far between. He did not want to expose a poem like 'Spring's Dawn' because once 'Spring's Dawn' appeared, his identity would be immediately exposed.

In a one-sided situation, Chu Yang would definitely lose.

"Ha ha!" Zhang Jiuyan immediately laughed out loud. "Junior brother Song, although you are talented, you can't do anything about it. I can't do anything about it, can I?"

"Once the 'Book of Songs' is broken, I'm afraid Junior Brother Song won't be able to diligently make up for his mistakes. It's truly a pity, a pity for such a talented person like him. My heart aches for him!"

Zhao Lang also laughed out loud.

Wu Fang did not fall behind. Instead, he had an even sharper and more mocking expression as he directly mocked, "Junior Brother Song, is this how you want to slap our faces? — Haha!"

Chu Yang did not speak and quickly recited two poems.

"The jasper is made into a tall tree, with tens of thousands of streaks of green silk hanging down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, but the spring wind in February is like a pair of scissors. "

"I should wear my clogs and seal my moss. I can't hold on to my small wooden door for a long time. A red apricot can come out of the wall when the spring season is over. "

These two poems were extremely famous poems from his previous life. They were well-known, and should be found in most of the student's textbooks.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Pen, ink, paper, and paper. The four treasures of the study room were instantly destroyed, unable to form an effective barrier. Zhang Jiuyan's' Book of Songs' smashed over like a star. Chu Yang's' Book of Songs' exploded like an egg, instantly disintegrating into ashes, turning into a turbulent flow that rampaged in all directions, creating a massive vortex.

"Haha, junior brother Song, it's too late. Although the two poems you've written are all extraordinary, is there any use in them?"

Zhang Jiuyan was known as a poet, and it wasn't for no reason. The two poems that Chu Yang made didn't seem that special, but he immediately noticed how amazing they were.

Because of this, Zhang Jiuyan felt a little apprehensive, but his mood became even more cheerful.

Destroying a treasure that was worth thousands of gold and even priceless objects, wasn't that also a very satisfying thing!?

"Ha ha!" Zhao Lang and Wu Fang could not stop laughing. They were laughing so hard that tears almost flowed out from their eyes.

If he was not so arrogant, then with the accumulation of his talent, Zhang Jiuyan wouldn't even be worth mentioning. He could crush him with a raise of his hand, but alas, he was too ignorant. He would destroy his own future and even more so bring about his own destruction!

"Zhang Jiuyan!"

"Zhao Lang!"

"Wu Fang!"

In the instant Chu Yang's' Book of Songs' exploded, Shi Danfeng's heart seemed to explode as well. While praising Chu Yang, she heard the ridicule from the trio. Anger burned in her heart, and killing intent instantly flooded out like a dam, drowning all three of them.

"Do you want to die?"

One by one, she called out like a blizzard, her expression as sharp as a knife. She was like a woman, about to burst into a violent killing spree, her blood flowing like a river.

"Hah!"2

Zhang Jiuyan and the other two's laughter came to an abrupt end, like a duck being choked on its neck!

"Did I lose? You all are happy too early!"

The sudden voice startled the four of them like they had met ghosts in the night.

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