Sky War Soul

"I don't know where your confidence in him comes from, but I can guarantee that he lost! He's going to lose! He will lose miserably! These two questions, even those great scholars in the world, may not be able to make perfect answers! What's the end of his scribbling? "

"He's just scribbling, maybe even getting a zero!"

"If he is really zero, then the gap with Duan Zehua will be widened!"

"The last voice battle is also what Duan Zehua is good at!"

"No way! There's no chance of winning! "

"You know, he comes from Taiqian, how can he compete with Taicang?"

Gold armour woman said one after another, did not stop.

She wants Tang Zixian to accept her point of view.

However, when Tang Zixian heard this, he just smiled and said: "he will win."

Jinjia woman sighed. The more she communicated, the more she found out that Tang Zixian's love for Chu Yun had reached a level that she couldn't extricate herself.

It's dangerous.

Tang Chongzhen, the ruler of the first World War of the endless starry sky, is also the most terrifying Terran giant.

His granddaughter, unexpectedly, would like a plain boy.

How is it possible?

In any case, they can't be together.

"Brother in law is sure to win."

When the gate opened, Tang Haoran came in, looking beyond the barrier.

Although he could not go out to meet each other, it did not prevent him from expressing his thoughts.

Four of the five were thinking, thinking.

Only Chu Yun, lying on the table, bored.

If it were not for the dark light around him that could not be broken, he would have stood up and handed in his papers.

It is clear that it has been finished for a long time, but we still have to wait for an hour to pass.

It's boring.

Finally, Duan Zehua breathed out a breath, and the brilliance in his eyes became brilliant.

Nearly half an hour after the idea, he finally came to the inspiration, as if everything is in hand, and the whole world is in his own pen.

Although the subject is very difficult, I have an idea.

Once inspiration comes, it's like a diabetes insipidus.

No way, who makes me so talented?

For others, these questions may not get more than 50 points at all, but for me, Duan Zehua, they are the questions of giving points.

It's hard, but what about it?

I like to challenge difficult questions, the harder I am, the happier I am.

Only the problem can make me shine, can Duan touch the brush with ink, and then start to write.

How can I describe myself at the moment?

God help!

Write like a god!

It's so boring.

Life is so lonely as snow!

Who can compare with me?

Who is worthy of comparison with me?

Duan Zehua's opponents from the beginning to the end are all my own.

Every time I go beyond my own limit, I fight with myself.

Who am I?

I am the first pride in the world of war!

My future is destined to be at the top!

Although the martial arts war was thrown away by 25 points, I was not in a hurry at all, because the civil war and the voice war are the same things I am good at.

Wang Feng?

Residual temperature?

Ink white?

Chu Yun?

Sorry.

No one can fight!

I'm not bragging, but I'm modest enough.

There is no way, I am so excellent, like the firefly in the night as dazzling.

Chu Yun, I will definitely challenge you after the war of literature and music has completely crushed you.

My base card is line puppet technique and puppet.

How can you beat me in kendo?

I'm a man of letters and martial arts!

I am almighty Tianjiao!

After I win the championship, I must catch up with you and kill you.

Who made you lose face?

Soon, a poem about the moon was finished.

Duan Zehua closed his eyes and thought about every rhyme, every word, even every word, every punctuation in his mind Perfect! How can there be such a perfect work?

If this poem is taken out, it will definitely be the peak of one's talent and learning in life.

I think his majesty will be shocked by himself again.

Alas.

Tired.

Too tired.

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

Chu Yun, Chu Yun, if you don't provoke me, maybe I can give you some face in the war of literature and music, so that you won't lose too badly.

Unfortunately, you make me unhappy.

I will finish the double killing on you in these two projects!

Not only double kill, but also second kill!

Roll! Trample with no suspense!

After finishing the poem, Duan felt as if he had drunk a glass of liquor.

It's very comfortable.

It's wonderful.

This moment is no less than the wedding night.

Clearly know that they will win, the next thing to do is not worry, but look forward to.

I am looking forward to the moment when my achievements are revealed.

At that time, all of them are at my feet!

Shake!

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

He's in the bottom of his heart. He's got ideas.

Just a few days ago, I wrote four quatrains. My proficiency and mastery of the whole poem are far better than others.

God bless me too!

Even heaven bless me!

If I don't take the first, who takes the first?

If I don't win first, what's the point of the game?

Boring!

It's boring!

Can't it be a little challenging?

Duan Zehua did not stop, and once again sketched out a beautiful poem with gorgeous strokes.

Four word quatrain.

It may be difficult for others, but for Duan Zehua, it can't be simpler.

How can I come up with such beautiful words, such a profound style, such a beautiful rhyme and such a profound idea?

I don't know how I came up with it!

That's what I am!

That's what I am!

My talent, like the endless starry sky, has no limit at all!

You said you wanted to compete with me?

Why do you compare with me?

You are rubbish and ants in my eyes. I don't care to look at you at all.

Who will care about the feelings of ants?

Sorry.

No.

After the last stroke, Duan Zehua had some indecision. He sketched again, leaving the date and signature.

It seems that only in this way can we feel complete.

Because he knows very well that this is a poem of all ages. If there is no date and signature, isn't it a pity?

"How do I feel, about to fly?"

Duan closed his eyes and felt that his body was light and floating. His back was like wings. He almost wanted to fly into the blue sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

He looked and found that there was still a lot of time left. He simply put down his brush and read the two poems again.

The more he read, the brighter his eyes were.

Ordinary literati will think over and over again when they write poems to see where the words are not used properly and whether the replacement can achieve better results, so as to make the modification of poems flawless and perfect.

But Duan is dismissive.

The aura of poetry is only found when writing for the first time. What is it?

Such poems have no soul!

I don't need to change these two poems at all!

That's how confident I am!

He leaned on the back of his seat, and the whole person fell into enjoyment, as if swimming in the sea of literature, shivering comfortably.

"Duan Zehua's poem has become."

Blood male see this behind the scenes, the eyes can not help but a bright.

He knows why Duan is so.

As if, only after making extremely superior poetry and prose, can we show such a look of enjoyment.

Obviously, he is very satisfied with his poems!

On the contrary, Wang Feng, Yu Wen and Mo Bai still frown, and they can't achieve the most satisfactory effect through constant modification.

It seems that they are far behind Duan Zehua.

Only Duan Zehua can afford to be a real all rounder!

As for Chu Yun, they instinctively ignored him.

Why?

Chu Yun finished two poems. He didn't even have time to think. No one would think that he could get high marks at all.

I'm afraid it's filled in at random, right?

Sometimes, this is the case with examinees.

See the title won't, just fill in some things, how much can you expect to get some points, so as not to lose their own hard work.

It's a pity that these great Confucians can't rub any sand in their eyes.

Good is good.

Bad is bad.

Don't try to earn points with bad things.

It doesn't exist that the inferior is the best.

When we're all vegetarian?

Zhen Yulan smiles again.

When she lost the war yesterday, her heart almost jumped out of her throat. Now she not only feels relieved, but also feels that she has won.

Duan Zehua's attainments in literary and audio warfare are unparalleled in the world.

He won't lose.

No more smiles on Li Yaoxing's face, he has some helplessness in the bottom of his heart.

In terms of martial arts, Chu Yun is so powerful.

Even Duan Zehua is not his opponent.

But, after all, there is no omnipotent man!

Chu Yun's performance in martial arts almost shocked everyone's eyes.

But this party is not just about fighting!

You've got full marks in martial arts. Duan Zehua has overtaken you in Wenzhan and Yinzhan. Won't you still lose?

"It seems that I will lose this time."

Li Yaoxing sighed, though full of regret, but not how sad.

Although Chongyang island is important, the most important thing is that it has found Chu Yun's potential, and there is almost no limit.

His future must be far beyond himself!

Maybe you can touch something higher!

How can a man win every battle in his life?

In short, in the eyes of Li Yaoxing, he is worth it!

Ink pool, the mood is a little complicated.

It's a good thing to get the ink god fire scroll without losing the present fairyland.

That means that Mohism will pick up its glory again, and may even become the head of the three families.

However, all these should be based on the failure of Chu Yun.

He felt a little sorry for how much.

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