Dragon Proud Sword God

Chapter 582 Luo Chen made a move, topping the audience!
Standing on the field, Wan Wenxian is obviously very confident.

As a person who is as famous as Jin Moyang, Wan Wenxian has the confidence that he can suppress the audience and win the favor of Princess Xingyue!
"Unexpectedly, it was Mr. Wan who made the move? This is a good show."

"That's right, Mr. Wan is as famous as Mr. Jin. With him, it will definitely be another ancient love poem..."

Seeing Wan Wenxian walk out, the faces of those gifted scholars in the field showed anticipation, and even their shouts were faintly higher than Jin Moyang!
"Oh? Mr. Wan, since you're here, let's start."

Princess Xingyue nodded and ordered.

"Thank you, Princess, for your love!"

Wan Wenxian nodded his head heavily, then glanced at Luo Chen, and without talking nonsense, immediately said loudly: "This poem is called Drunken Lovesickness, the heart is secretly promised for thousands of days, every night the concubine's heart burns lovesickness, don't envy immortals come envy , join hands with you to intoxicate the world..."

After reading, he also imitated Jin Moyang, bowed his hands to everyone and said, "Wan has made a fool of himself."

"What? This poem is really artistic."

"It's so wonderful to be envious of a flounder without envying immortals."

Sure enough, after hearing this poem, the audience was in an uproar again, not only those talented scholars, but Princess Xingyue also showed a hint of excitement on her face.

I saw Princess Xingyue staring at Wan Wenxian with her beautiful eyes, and muttered to herself: "Don't envy immortals to envy flounder? It turns out that there are such beautiful poems in the world. It's so wonderful. Just hearing this A poem, it feels as if you are on the scene..."

"Aren't you envious of immortals? It's interesting." Yun Aorou whispered to herself, a look of surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes, even though she felt that this poem, from the beginning to the end, had no bright spots , but the sentence "I don't envy the immortals, come to envy the flounder" is very amazing.

This sentence alone sets off the whole poem, making this love poem sound very smart and full of love, which makes people unable to help but marvel at it.

And this poem is much more profound than Jin Moyang's poem, so it's no wonder that it has been unanimously praised by everyone.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Wan has such a profound research on the word love? Jin admires it! Admires it!" Jin Moyang stood up, cupped his fists at Wan Wenxian, and was the first to bow down. Obviously, this poem is also the same. Extremely impressed.

"Although this poem is wonderful...but I was lucky. Suddenly, I wrote it. Brother Jin laughed at me."

Wan Wenxian was also very polite, turned around and cupped his hands at Jin Moyang, showing the demeanor of a master in the literary world, with eyes full of wisdom, he didn't even look at Luo Chen.

It seems that the creation of such a talented poem has already made him stop paying attention to Luo Chen. What kind of poetry fairy of the Star Empire is not worth mentioning in front of him!
"Well, it's interesting..."

Hearing this poem, Luo Chen was slightly taken aback, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He never thought that the Star-Moon Empire was not completely so weird, but also reluctantly. There is a master in the literary world. It's a false name.

However, Luo Chen didn't have any fear about this. Even though this poem was barely good, it could be called excellent, but in his opinion, it was not worth mentioning!
As for the two great talents attacking one after another, Luo Chen didn't make any changes. He wanted to see if there were any talents in the Xingyue Empire!
What is disappointing is that after Wan Wenxian played, the entire Xingyue Temple seemed to have fallen into silence. There was no talent for a long time. It seemed that Wan Wenxian had already suppressed the audience with just one poem, and wanted to win the championship. up.

"Could it be that I really have to do it?" Luo Chen said in a low voice, in his mind, there were also many poems, flashing and passing away, and the essence of each poem was getting better and better.

suddenly--

"Master Luochen, don't you plan to make a move?"

Seeing that no one made a move for a long time, Wan Wenxian stood in the field and asked first: "Or, you can't do it, are you ready to admit defeat?"

"Young Master Wan, you are right, I really can't do it."

Luo Chen said lightly.

"Ah? So, are you going to admit defeat?" Wan Wenxian was taken aback.

At the same time, upon hearing Luo Chen's words, the entire audience, including Princess Xingyue, Yun Aorou, and Jin Moyang, all turned their attention to Luo Chen!
Could it be that the dignified poet of the Star Empire is going to admit defeat like this?

Under the gaze of the audience, Luo Chen shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to admit defeat."

"Since you didn't admit defeat, why did you say you couldn't do it?" Wan Wenxian said angrily.

Luo Chen grinned, and jokingly said: "My son said that he couldn't write, it didn't mean that he couldn't write poems, but that he couldn't write...such rubbish poems!"

boom!
As soon as this remark came out, it was as if a high-explosive bomb was dropped from the calm lake, which not only ignited Wan Wenxian's anger, but also angered all the talents in the audience.

"Luochen, are you crazy? How dare you mock Mr. Wan..."

"Luo Chen, what are you? How dare you say that the poems written by the two great talents of our Xingyue Empire are rubbish? I think you are rubbish."

"Get out, you can't even write poems, and you dare to speak nonsense? I'm so angry."

"Such rubbish, how dare you try to borrow the teleportation array? Get out of here!"

In a fit of rage, many talented scholars began to curse at Luo Chen one after another, and all kinds of contemptuous words poured out like a torrent of river water.

In any case, the Star-Moon Empire was always a medium-sized empire, and it was far larger than the Star Empire in terms of culture and territory.

At this moment, Luo Chen dared to provoke many talented people in the imperial palace, in the Xingyue Temple, that would be more than self-defeating, it would be a moth to the flame, digging his own grave!
"Luo Chen, shut up!"

Hearing this, Wan Wenxian was also angry. He glared at Luo Chen, and sternly reprimanded: "If you can't write a poem, get out of here. If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb, but if you want to die, I don't mind, I will send you to the west in advance!"

"That's right!"

Jin Moyang also took a step forward, pointed at Luo Chen, and shouted in a cold voice: "Who are you? Who are we? Don't say it's you, even if your Star Empire royal family sends someone here, you have to be respectful, you alone The children of the small family dare to be so presumptuous, do you want to die?"

"Sorry, whether I want to die or not, it doesn't matter what you say, only what the princess says, if you can't afford to lose, you can also admit defeat." Luo Chen smiled coldly, and said tit for tat.

"you!"

Shocked by this remark, Wan Wenxian and Jin Moyang were once again furious. If Princess Xingyue was not there, they might not be able to help themselves, twisting Luo Chen's head off and kicking it as a ball.

Although they are only the peak saint masters of the sky, as the children of a big family, the two of them have noble status. Even if Luo Chen is killed, no one dares to care about it. It's just that here is the Xingyue Temple, so they hold back their hearts Killing intent, did not make a move, killed Luo Chen!
"All right."

Just when everyone was about to target Luo Chen, Princess Xingyue waved her hand suddenly, suppressing all the anger in the audience, and said indifferently: "Wan Wenxian, Jin Moyang, you two stand down, Mr. Luo Chen You come from afar, you are a guest, you must not be rude."

"Yes! Her Royal Highness!"

Wan Wenxian and Jin Moyang respectfully accepted the order, and immediately gave Luo Chen a vicious look, they both retreated, and said no more.

However, the anger and disdain in the eyes of the two of them could not be concealed.

Isn't it just rubbish?Dare to be presumptuous in front of them?It's ridiculous!ridiculous!
Afterwards, Princess Xingyue's beautiful eyes flickered, she looked at Luo Chen again, and said softly: "Master Luo Chen, since you are sure, then write a poem. There is a decision..."

"It's still Her Royal Highness who knows heroes with eyesight. If that's the case, then I'll start."

Luo Chen smiled slightly, then stepped on his feet, stepped forward a few steps, and slowly stood in the arena, looking around the audience, and said to himself.

"Well, let's get started."

Princess Xingyue waved her hand, and the expression on her pretty face was also extremely calm.

Only those talents off the field showed disdain and ridicule.

"My poem is called Beloved."

Luo Chen's lips curled into an arc, and he said in public: "When we meet, it's hard to say goodbye, the east wind is weak and the flowers are gone. Spring silkworms will die when they die, and wax torches will dry when they turn into ashes and tears!"

"what?"

"This poem... how could it..."

As soon as this poem came out, the audience was taken aback by it. Many talented scholars who were full of disdain and were about to read a joke almost stared out of their eye sockets!

(End of this chapter)