1386: C1386 Shock? Duan Zehua was floating!

C1386 Shock? Duan Zehua was floating!

"Eldest Miss, I don't know where your confidence in him came from, but I can guarantee that he lost! He was definitely going to lose! He would lose miserably! Even the great scholars of this world might not be able to give a perfect answer to these two questions! What will happen if he were to just randomly write it? "

"He's just randomly writing. It's very likely that he will get zero points!"

"If he really has zero points, then the gap between him and Duan Zehua will be widened!"

"The last sonic battle is also something that Duan Zehua is most proficient in!"

"Impossible!" No one will ever win! "

"You need to know, he comes from the TaiGan boundary. How can he compete with them?"

The golden-armored woman spoke for a long time without stopping.

She wanted Tang Zixian to accept her point of view.

However, when Tang Zixian heard this, she could only smile indifferently, and continued to speak: "He will win."

The golden-armoured lady sighed. The more they communicated with each other, the more she realized that Tang Zixian's love for Chu Yun was at a point where she was unable to extricate herself.

It's dangerous.

The number one Warring States in the endless starry sky, the ruler of the The Realm of the Emperor Phoenix, Tang Chongzhen, was also the person with the most terrifying power, a human giant.

His granddaughter actually fell for an ordinary kid.

How, how is this possible?

In any case, they couldn't be together.

"Brother-in-law will definitely win."

The door opened and Tang Haoran entered with an expressionless face.

Although he couldn't go out to meet her, that didn't stop him from expressing his thoughts.

Four of the five were deep in thought.

Only Chu Yun was sprawled on the table, bored out of his mind.

If not for the surrounding profound light being incapable of breaking it, he would have long ago handed over the scroll.

It was obvious that he had completed it long ago, but he still had to wait. He had to wait for two hours to pass.

How boring.

Finally, Duan Zehua exhaled a breath of air, and the light in his eyes became brilliant.

After almost an hour, he was finally inspired. It was as if victory was within his grasp, and the entire world was within his grasp.

Although the topic is difficult, I already have an idea.

Once inspiration came, it was like a never-ending stream of urine.

There was no other way. Who asked me to be so talented?

To others, it might not even be possible to get more than fifty points on these questions, but to me, Duan Zehua, it's simply a question of giving credits.

It was hard, but so what?

I like challenging difficult topics. The harder it is, the happier I am.

"Only difficult problems can make me shine with my own brilliance, and only then can I ?"

Duan Zehua dipped his brush into the ink and started writing.

How could he describe his current condition?

With divine assistance!

His writing seemed to have a spirit to it!

Too boring.

Life is as lonely as snow!

Who can compete with me?

Who's worthy to compete with me?

From beginning to end, I, Duan Zehua's opponent was only myself.

Every time I go beyond my limits, I fight with myself.

Who am I?

I am the number one Heaven's Pride of Tai Cang World!

I am destined to be at the pinnacle of the future battle!

Even though I lost 25 points of my martial arts battle, I didn't panic at all. This was because civil war and sound battles were both things that I was good at.

Wang Feng?

Warmth?

Mo Bai?

Chu Yun?

Sorry.

None of them could fight!

It really wasn't me bragging, but I was already modest enough.

There was no helping it, I was just that outstanding, shining like a firefly in the night.

Chu Yun, once I have completely suppressed you in my civil and voice battles, I will definitely issue a challenge to you again.

My trump card is Line Cast, a puppet.

You are superior to me in the way of the sword, so what can you do?

I am an expert in martial arts!

I am an omnipotent Heaven's Pride!

After I become the champion, I will take advantage of this victory to chase you down and kill you all.

Who asked you to make me lose face?

Soon, a poem about the moon was completed.

Duan Zehua closed his eyes, and calmly savored every step, every word, every word, even every punctuation point of this poem in his mind. How could there be such a perfect work of art?

If he were to take this poem out, it would definitely be considered the pinnacle of his life's talents.

Thinking about it, His Majesty was about to be shocked by him again.

Sigh.

Tired.

Too tired.

I know I'm good, but I don't want to be so high-profile.

Chu Yun, ah Chu Yun, if you hadn't provoked me, I might have been able to save some face for you in the civil and sound battles, so that you wouldn't lose too badly.

Unfortunately, you have made me unhappy.

I will kill you both on these two projects!

Not only did he kill them both, he also killed them in an instant!

Crush! He trampled on it without any suspense!

After finishing the poem, Duan Zehua felt like he had drunk a glass of strong alcohol.

So comfortable.

How wonderful.

At this moment, it was no less than a wedding night.

Knowing that he would win, what he did next was not apprehension, but anticipation.

I look forward to the moment when my results are revealed.

When that time comes, all of you will be under my feet!

Tremble!

Finally, Duan Zehua opened his eyes and looked at the second question.

Deep in his heart, he had already come up with an idea.

Coincidentally, a few days ago, he had written four absolute verses. His mastery and mastery over the entire poem far surpassed others.

God bless me!

Even the heavens are blessing me!

If I don't take first place, who will?

If I don't take first place, what meaning would there be in this competition?

How boring!

Can't it be a little challenging?

Duan Zehua did not stop. With his beautiful brush, he once again drew out a beautiful poem.

Four words.

To others, it might be very difficult, but to me, Duan Zehua, it can't be any simpler.

How on earth did I come up with such beautiful words, such profound style, such beautiful rhythms, such profound ideas?

I don't even know how I thought of that!

I'm just that good!

I'm just that awesome!

My talent is just like the endless stars, there is no limit at all!

You said you want to compete with me?

What makes you think you can compete with me?

In my eyes, you are all trash, ants. I don't even care to look at you.

Who would care about the feeling of an ant?

Sorry.

No.

After finishing the last stroke, Duan Zehua was a little unsatisfied, he started drawing the line again, leaving behind the date and signature.

It was as if this was the only way to feel complete.

Because he knew very well that this was a poem that had been passed down through countless generations. If he didn't have the date and signature, wouldn't it be a pity?

"Why do I feel like I'm about to fly?"

Duan Zehua closed his eyes and felt that his body was extremely light. It was as if he had grown wings on his back, and was about to fly up to the blue sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

He took a look and realized that there was still quite a bit of time. He put down his brush and started reading the two poems again.

The more he read, the brighter his eyes shone.

Normally, once a scholar wrote a poem, he would ponder over it over and over again to see if he would be able to use the wrong words and replace it with a better poem, so as to correct the poem flawlessly and perfectly.

However, Duan Zehua disdained it.

The spiritual energy in the poem was only present the first time it was written. It was refined and changed, so what did it count as?

That kind of poem did not have a soul!

Just this two poems of mine, there's no need to change it at all, not a single word!

I am that confident!

He leaned against the back of the chair and immersed himself in enjoyment. It was as if he was swimming in an ocean of culture as his entire body shook in comfort.

"Duan Zehua's poem is completed."

When Xie Xiong saw this scene, his eyes lit up.

He was very clear why Duan Zehua was acting this way.

Only after one had created an extremely high grade poem or poem would they reveal such an expression of enjoyment.

Clearly, he was very satisfied with his poems!

On the other hand, Wang Feng, Yu Wen, and Mo Bai were still frowning. They were constantly modifying themselves, and were unable to achieve the most satisfactory result.

It seemed that they were still far off from Duan Zehua.

Only Duan Zehua could be a true talent in the arts and literature!

As for Chu Yun, they had instinctively ignored him.

Why?

Chu Yun finished writing the two poems in a flash. Without even time to think, no one would think that he would get a high score.

He probably filled in the form randomly, right?

Sometimes, it was just like this for the examinees.

When he saw that he didn't know the answers to the questions, he just filled in a few things randomly, hoping that he could get some points so that he wouldn't fail his hard work.

It was a pity that these scholars present could not even rub the sand in their eyes.

Good is good.

A difference was a difference.

Don't try to earn points by trying to make a difference.

The second is good, but it doesn't exist.

Do you think we are vegetarians?

A smile resurfaced on Zhen Yulan's face.

Her heart almost jumped out of her throat when she lost yesterday's martial arts battle. Now, not only was she much more at ease, she even felt that she had already won.

Duan Zehua's attainments in civil and sound battles were unrivaled.

He would not lose.

Li Yaoxing no longer had a smile on his face, but instead, he felt helpless.

In terms of martial arts, Chu Yun was that powerful.

Even Duan Zehua was not his match.

However, in the end, there was no one who was almighty!

Chu Yun's performance on the martial way had almost shocked everyone's eyeballs.

But this banquet was not just about martial arts!

Your martial arts competition has a perfect score, but you were surpassed by Duan Zehua in the civil and sound battles, but you still lost in the end, didn't you?2

"Looks like this old man is going to lose."

Li Yaoxing sighed, although his heart was filled with regret, he was not sad.

Although Heavy Sun Island was important, the most important thing was that he had discovered Chu Yun's potential, and there was practically no limit to it.

His future would definitely far surpass his own!

He might even be able to touch something even higher!

How could a man be victorious in his life?

In short, in Li Yaoxing's opinion, he was worth it!

Mo Chi was feeling complicated.

With the premise of not losing this year's palace, obtaining the Ink Spirit Divine Flame Scroll was naturally a good thing.

This meant that the Mo family would regain its former glory, and might even become the head of the three great families.

Only, all of this had to be built on Chu Yun's failure.

He felt somewhat regretful.

However, losing to an all-round genius like Duan Zehua was not considered a loss of face.

At the very least, your potential in the area of martial dao far surpasses his!

From today onwards, the name Chu Yun will spread throughout the entire Nocturnal Aperture!

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