Super Sneering System

Sound after sound rang out.

On Wang Xiaojian's face, there was a faint but calm smile.

Lady Ya looked at Wang Xiaojian's calm and collected appearance, then at his elegant and refined face that was flushed red.

She, who was sensitive to poetry, was touched by Wang Xiaojian.

She seemed to have been drugged with aphrodisiac once again. Her eyes were blurry and could almost drip water.

Both of her legs went limp. It was the maidservant beside her that held her, preventing her from falling down.

Chu Xiao, who was standing beside Wang Xiaojian, had a look of admiration flash across his face.

They were the top three from Dafeng City, with Wang Xiaojian at the center of attention. Chu Xiao had always felt that his literary skills were inferior to Wang Xiaojian.

But he hadn't thought that there would be such a difference.

With this level of skill, he could truly be called an immortal poet.

However, Chu Xiao was not jealous.

Because this person was his brother-in-law.

The surrounding people didn't finish their words. As they repeated the words that Wang Xiaojian had said, they also shook their heads and sighed.

"Before this, when Lee Bai called himself the Wine Immortal, I still despised him. But from the looks of it, he was not only a wine immortal, he was also a poetry immortal! This poem was rarely heard in the mortal world because it existed in the sky. Only a Poetic Immortal would be able to write such a beautiful sentence. "

"Yes!" Just now, he had even said that Lee Bai's poems were not anything big, and were not yet done properly. "Stupid to the extreme."

"I've been slapped in the face again. However, this time, I was willing to be beaten. To witness such a poem that has lived for countless generations, it's worth it for his face to be smacked! "

"Not bad, I agree."

Sound after sound rang out.

Bao Nan, who had sworn to trample on Wang Xiaojian for revenge, had a bad look on his face.

He had been a poet for twenty years, but he had never seen a word like that.

There was one person who was right just now. This poem was only because it existed in the heavens, and it was very rare to hear of it in the mortal world.

It could be said that this poem completely exceeded the limits of his knowledge.

It was even taller than when he met Xiya on the Drinking Lake.

He couldn't find anything wrong with it.

However, Bao Tianliang was still unwilling to give up.

After all, Lee Bai had previously cursed at him "a few times".

If he did not avenge this enmity, he was not a gentleman.

No matter how high the other party's literary skills were, he still had to think of a way to take revenge.

Being unable to think of it now didn't mean that he wouldn't be able to think of it later.

Maybe, he thought, when Hu Rui's poems were completed, he would have inspiration.

Bao Nan looked up at Hu Rui, and then smiled and said: "Prince Rui, it's your turn now. Lee Bai wrote quite a good poem, but I believe that Prince Rui can do it even better. "

Bao Nan's voice carried encouragement and even hints.

He hoped that Hu Rui could compose a poem.

Even if he could not compare to Wang Xiaojian, as long as the gap was not too wide, he would still think of a way to help him.

At most, it would just be a draw again.

But, in the next second, Bao Nan's face changed.

Hu Rui sighed dejectedly, and said: "I have no use for it, I only have one question, I admit defeat."

Admit defeat?

Bao Nan was startled.

Lady Ya was stunned.

Chu Xiao was startled.

All of the young talents present were startled, and then they all raised their heads and looked at Hu Rui.

No one would have thought that Hu Rui would actually admit defeat.

This was too surprising.

Hearing that, Bao Nan's heart sank.

He had already thought about it. No matter what, he had to help Hu Rui and turn the tide.

What was this?

The heck, you must be joking!

Bao Nan didn't give up. He politely cupped a fist at Hu Rui and said: "Prince Rui, why did you admit defeat? Why don't you think about it. This humble one believes that you will definitely be able to produce a better poem than Lee Bai's. "

Bao Nan said while vigorously winking at Hu Rui.

He blinked with all his might, and almost directly said, I'll help you cheat.

As long as you write poetry.

It would have been better if Bao Nan had not blinked his eyes. In a blink of an eye, Hu Rui, who had realized that Yue Yang was hinting at his, darkened his face as anger filled his heart.

As a prince, he had always been proud and arrogant.

Admitting defeat on this question was his strategy.

He intended to use the way Tian Ji's horse racing to win the final victory.

But, Bao Nan's appearance, seemed to be telling him, that no matter what, he could not compare to Wang Xiaojian.

The gaze he used to stare at Bao Nan suddenly turned cold, and he sneered: "Who do you think you are? Do I still need you to ask about the decisions of this prince? "

Hu Rui was a powerful Martial General Expert.

As he spoke, his body emitted a terrifying aura.

The aura of a Martial General Expert, was not something that ordinary people with no cultivation could bear.

Bao Nan felt his entire body go cold, and felt like he had fallen into an icehouse.

His body shook as he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and his face went pale.

His expression was incomparably ugly as he faced Hu Rui, silent as a cicada, submissive to his words, and said: "I wouldn't dare, Prince Rui, this humble commoner doesn't dare!"

"Even you wouldn't dare!"

Hu Rui coldly snorted.

As a prince, he was proud and arrogant, especially in the area of literary talent. He never bowed his head to others, and never accepted the humiliation of others.

But how much ink he had, he knew.

The level of Wang Xiaojian's poem was too high, he did not even have the confidence to compare with it, let alone surpass it.

If the first question was mentioned, because of vanity, it would allow him to say that Lee Bai was as good as he was.

Then this time, even if he were to lick his face clean, he would not be able to say anything.

The difference was too great. He couldn't afford to lose to such a person.

He also didn't want to, in the end, when the gap between them was so huge, this fellow said it was a draw.

That would be embarrassing to death.

Since that was the case, he would just admit defeat. This way, he could be more open-minded and protect his own dignity.

More importantly, Hu Rui felt that a person's talent was limited, and that their talents would be exhausted.

He refused to believe that Wang Xiaojian could maintain such a momentum and compose a series of unparalleled poems in such a short period of time.

He was sure that in the third poem, Wang Xiaojian's performance would be average.

As long as he won over him in the third poem, he would still preserve his dignity.

As long as it was a draw, he didn't have to curse himself.

And after the poetry meet was over, he would take his revenge, this person who had humiliated him time and time again.

Hu Rui snorted coldly, not caring about the dumbstruck expressions of the surrounding people because of him admitting defeat, and following that, he looked towards Wang Xiaojian and said, "Lee Bai, for this" Autumn "problem, I admit defeat. However, the next question … you will not have the chance.

"Is that so?"

Wang Xiaojian chuckled, and said: "I am extremely impressed by Prince Rui's indomitable spirit. You go first for the next song, or should I go first? "

Hu Rui wanted to say that he was the first to go, but when he saw how confident Wang Xiaojian was, he changed his mind.

"Lee Bai, since you're so confident, you should go first. This emperor wants to see, how do you do the third question? "

This sentence had a condescending tone to it, but it was filled with scheming.

If Wang Xiaojian's third poem was done in an ordinary manner, then Hu Rui would have also decided to do it in an impromptu fashion.

If his level was not bad, then Hu Rui would choose a poem he had written before.

Maybe some people would find out, but Hu Rui believed that even if they did, they would not dare to say it out loud.

Because he was the prince of a country.

Here, no one dared to offend him!

The plans in Hu Rui's mind cracked loudly.

He stared coldly at Wang Xiaojian.

At this moment, Wang Xiaojian had not even finished reciting the third poem, yet he felt that he had already won.

Wang Xiaojian did not know what he was thinking.

In fact, he did not even put Hu Rui's poems in his eyes.

In front of his three hundred poems, everything was going to be crushed.

"Since that's the case, then I will be making a fool of myself. The third question is about love.

Wang Xiaojian smiled, and then, he finally recited the third poem.