Dragon Proud Sword God

Chapter 581 An Egg Pain Caused by a Poem!
"Competition? Do you want to compare poetry?"

A flash of light flashed in Luo Chen's eyes, although in his view, poetry is a small way, but in his mind, there are civilizations of two eras!

than poetry?He has never been afraid of anyone!
"Master Luochen, you are a poet, if you want to compare, it is naturally poetry."

Princess Xingyue looked expectantly: "Of course, if you want to compete with others, the talents of our Xingyue Empire will also fight, after all, our side has the upper hand..."

"Your Highness, actually, I don't mind the competition. I just want to know, if I win, will you lend me the teleportation array?" Luo Chen asked emphatically. For him, it doesn't matter, as long as he can leave the Star-Moon Empire.

"That's natural!" Princess Xingyue nodded.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's compare poetry."

Luo Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, not only him, Yun Aorou also had a look of anticipation in his eyes.

Compared to these talents, she actually wanted to see if Luo Chen had any new works!
"Master Luochen, you said this yourself, we didn't force you!"

Suddenly, Jin Moyang took a step forward, and said pleasantly, he was worried that he would not find a chance, and forced Luo Chen to agree, but unexpectedly, Luo Chen himself agreed.

"That's right, Mr. Luochen, if you lose later, don't blame us for taking your title of poet fairy!" Wan Wenxian agreed, his eyes were also full of ecstasy, and then he looked at Princess Xingyue cupped her hands and said, "Next, please ask Your Highness the Princess to come up with a question."

After the two finished their words, the eyes of the talented scholars in the audience were also hot. They looked at Jin Moyang and Wan Wenxian. In the Xingyue Empire, both of them were leaders in the literary world. If they came forward, Luo Chen would be very afraid. The name of Poetry Immortal may be taken away.

Since ancient times, the literary world has attached great importance to reputation. If Luo Chen loses, not only him, but also the literary world of Star Empire will be humiliated along with him!
It's a pity that Luo Chen was not afraid of this, instead he saluted Princess Xingyue and said loudly: "Since this is the Temple of Xingyue, Her Royal Highness the Princess will come up with the question."

"Okay, since everyone asked this princess to come up with a question, then this princess will come out."

A smile appeared on the corners of Princess Xingyue's lips, and she said softly, "However, the three giants in the literary world are still competing in the Xingyue Temple, so how can they not win?"

As she said that, she flipped her palm, and there was a head-sized magic core placed in the center of the table, and there were traces of violent aura fluctuations floating on top of the magic core.

However, after taking out the magic core, there was a cunning look in Princess Xingyue's eyes, which flashed away from her beautiful eyes!
"This is... the eighth-order magic core?"

However, seeing this magic core, all the talented scholars in the audience were shocked. Many people's eyes became hot, and even their breathing became slightly short.

This is an eighth-order magic core. If one obtains this thing, one might forcibly create a powerful holy king.Although refining is very difficult, in the eyes of these talents, it is a very precious treasure.

At the same time, becoming a holy king powerhouse also means that there is an opportunity to be a city lord in the Xingyue Empire. Who would not be jealous of such a treasure?Who is not excited?
"Unexpectedly, just for the competition, Princess Xingyue took out an eighth-level magic core!"

Seeing this, Luo Chen's eyes flashed a gloomy and uncertain look, and an ominous premonition suddenly surfaced in his heart!
The eighth-order magic core, even in a medium-sized empire, is an extremely precious treasure. Even Emperor Xingyue dare not give it away at will. Such a waste!
Not to mention other people, Luo Chen alone couldn't be so generous. If he wasn't a close relative, how could he send out the eighth-level magic core?

"Could it be that Princess Xingyue has other intentions? But, Princess Xingyue and I have never had any interaction!"

Luo Chen secretly said.

Unable to understand, Luo Chen couldn't help looking at Yun Aorou, and said via voice transmission: "Rourou, Princess Xingyue took out an eighth-level magic core, in my opinion, this matter is by no means so simple! "

"Luochen, if you think there is a problem, why don't we kill Princess Xingyue immediately and then leave the imperial capital? Although I like this little girl very much, but... she is too enthusiastic, even a little too enthusiastic." Yun Ao Rou responded.

As a person who cultivates the way of magic, her solution is simple and rude. Lord Shengmo will not be like ordinary women, crying and at a loss!
"No, killing Princess Xingyue rashly means that we can't use the teleportation array to leave. Right now, we'd better see the teleportation array as much as possible..." Luo Chen said through a voice transmission, and the two of them flew by the sky alone. In one day, it is absolutely impossible to reach Yunzhou.

Therefore, for the sake of safety, even if he sensed that something was wrong, Luo Chen still decided to win the bet first. As for the rest, he could only make a decision after seeing the teleportation array. What's more, this place is the imperial palace , he didn't dare to underestimate those peerless powerhouses!
"His Royal Highness actually took out an eighth-order magic core? I admire it!"

Seeing the eighth-order magic core, Jin Moyang was also excited, and said ecstatically, "Your Highness, come up with the question quickly, Jin can't wait any longer."

"Haha, my big knife has long been too hungry and thirsty."

Wan Wenxian nodded and urged.

"The princess of Japan is in a good mood today. For this question... let's use the word 'love'."

Princess Xingyue smiled lightly, and said loudly: "If anyone can use a poem to highlight the word love, the eighth-level magic core will belong to him! In addition, if Mr. Luo Chen's poem can top the audience and reach the This princess' request, this princess's promise, will lend the teleportation array to Mr. Luochen for use..."

"I'll come first!"

As soon as this question came up, Jin Moyang was impatient, and immediately came out more and more people, and said proudly: "Although the word love is profound and unpredictable, but my son has a lot of research on the word love, why don't you let me know it first?" My son, please present a poem for everyone."

"Okay, my princess agrees."

Princess Xingyue did not refuse, but sat on the main seat and nodded.

It seems that the more active she is, the happier she is!
"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, for the gift!"

Jin Moyang gave a salute, and immediately looked around the audience without any trace of ink, and said loudly: "This poem is called Spending the Spring Festival Together! As the saying goes, the world of mortals is good, how can a good night be spent without you, every night is surrounded by dreams, only the beautiful woman smiles... ..."

After reading this poem, Jin Moyang cupped his hands towards the crowd again, and said, "You're showing your ugliness."

Although this poem is simple, the words reveal an extremely ambiguous relationship between men and women, and it can be regarded as a good love poem.

"Haha, good poetry, really good poetry."

"As soon as Mr. Jin made a move, he really showed deep affection and righteousness, a concubine's love..."

After listening to this poem, those gifted scholars all praised it repeatedly, and their faces were full of envy. It seems that this poem is already an ancient quatrain.

"Well...not bad, not bad."

Even Princess Xingyue showed approval on her face, nodded and said: "Young Master Jin, you are indeed a talented person in our Xingyue Empire. He is famous in the south of the Yangtze River and spread throughout the empire. It’s about to reach the standard of this princess.”

"It's just a matter of whim, Her Royal Highness praised it."

Jin Moyang cupped his hands and said modestly. After finishing speaking, he slowly stepped back, took a few steps, and then returned to the crowd.However, there was a bit of complacency in the gaze that looked at Luo Chen.Obviously, he is also very satisfied with his poem!

And he has reached the standard of Her Royal Highness, that is to say, he is already sure of winning.

"Just this kind of poem, can it be considered good?"

However, after listening to this poem, the corners of Luo Chen's mouth twitched, his face was also full of speechlessness, and even secretly, he felt a little pain in the ass!
Meow meow, if such a broken poem is placed on the earth, Luo Chen believes that let alone a college student, even a high school student, or even a junior high school student, um, even an elementary school student, can create it!
But I didn't expect that in the Star-Moon Empire, it could be considered wonderful?And got praise from Princess Xingyue?From this, it can be seen how wonderful the literary world of Tianyuan Continent is!

Just at this moment——

"Since Mr. Jin is done, let me do it."

Following a confident yet arrogant voice, Wan Wenxian stepped out of the crowd, stood in the arena, and said proudly.

(End of this chapter)