Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 363: Poetry reciting right?I refuse to cheat!
"Cough cough."

"Young Master Thirteen, I want to remind you that if you stand on the right side, you will have the opportunity to enter the sparring."

"Of course there are rewards for learning from each other."

"These ten dragons and tigers are the rewards for this time."

Han Tianfeng reminded hastily and unwillingly.

"Ten gold medals?"

"Standing on the right can get ten gold medals?"

"That means I will soon have a 20 yuan gold medal?"

Ying Zige's eyes lit up, and he stopped immediately, looking at the ten gold medals, full of exploration.

Then he hesitated and headed to the right.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the corners of Han Tianfeng's mouth turned up, revealing a comfortable smile.

This kid went to the left without any sense of shame, obviously failing to eliminate his edge.

Now he can only be tempted to go to the right. Once he is crushed by those Tianjiao, this kid will definitely feel depressed.

This is the purpose of this trial!

"Okay, you can start now."

"The rules are just like what I said before, you can show your power of pen and ink, you can recite poems, and you can write your own experience in ancient martial arts."

Han Tian said calmly.

boom!
Ying Zige was stunned.

【What? 】

[It turned out to be writing an article or something? 】

【This... this... what the hell is going on...】

【Could it be that they did it on purpose...】

His mood suddenly became extremely turbulent like a sea tide at this moment.

At this moment, there was no drowsiness anymore, as if he had received the biggest stimulus in the world, he became extremely awake instead.

Brush brush!
At this time, those confident Tianjiao had already begun to grind their pens and inks, and then swayed on the bamboo slips.

Some even have the corners of their mouths upturned, and the writing is done in one go, like a swordsman drawing a sword, extremely sharp.

Some people are even more sharp-edged, shaking their heads, and even directly mixing sword intent and saber techniques when they sway their pen and ink.

They vaguely felt that the written test this time was by no means as simple as pen and ink.

After all, this is an ancient martial arts world.

The elders of Hanjialing must want to check their talent for swords from their pen and ink.

No one is neglecting this moment.

Only Ying Zige frowned slightly, his face full of shock and doubt.

"Ha ha."

Seeing this scene, the five old men looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

The stone in my heart fell to the ground immediately!
This kid was immediately stunned, and it was exactly the scene they were expecting.

The edge of winning ten gold medals in a row will slowly dissipate from this moment.

The court suppressed Han Jialing?
This time, Han Jialing obviously wants to win a round.

"Ding!"

"The system detects that the host's heart is surging, which will affect mental health and even cause endocrine disorders."

"The more important society affects the sleep of the host, making the host unable to lie down peacefully..."

"Therefore, this system decided to give the host three hundred Tang poems, three hundred Song poems, and..."

【and many more! 】

However, at this moment, Ying Zige directly made a gesture of rejection in his heart.

"Ok?"

The system is obviously confused.

[Are you kidding me?Isn't it just reciting poems and writing right things? 】

[My son, why do you need to hang up! 】

【This is my field of expertise! 】

[Kindergarten teacher Han, primary school teacher Liu, middle school teacher Chen, thank you! 】

[If it wasn't for your teachings, I would never have memorized so many Tang poems and Song poems.Nine years of hard training finally came in handy! 】

【Today, you must show your hand! 】

The corners of Ying Zige's mouth crazily rose, and the bewildered look just now had already dissipated.

Instead, his whole body was burning wildly.

Indistinctly, it seems to be possessed by Wenquxing.

"hiss!"

The five elders were shocked immediately.

"How is this going?"

"Why do I feel that he has an aura that is different from ordinary people?"

"This kind of momentum is amazing! It even has the breath of pen and ink!"

"Could it be..."

An ominous premonition emerged in the hearts of the five elders at the same time.

But at this moment, Ying Zige's eyes were fixed on the five elders.

Look, a little weird.

[It's a good ancient martial arts school, so how did you start the poetry competition? 】

[If you guessed correctly, the trial that was originally scheduled was not the case.It must be Han Jialing temporarily changing the rules. 】

[Could it be that because I couldn't hide my talents, my talents eventually leaked out?Therefore, in order to let me show my true strength and suppress these fellow disciples, that's why they conducted such an assessment? 】

[Isn't this the greatest care for me, the greatest relief for me? 】

[These five elders are really up to the mark! 】

Ying Zige smiled slightly, suddenly realized.

It must be because I got ten gold medals, which shocked every elder, and at the same time wanted to make myself a closed disciple.

Therefore, involuntarily please yourself at the same time.

Although their starting point is somewhat impure.

However, it was a good thing to do.

I, Ying Zige, thank you.

Ying Zige raised his eyebrows, and gave the five elders a look that I understood.

Five elders:? ? ? ?
I was even more confused on the spot.

This kid, there was obviously a tacit understanding in his eyes just now?
But the problem is.

What tacit understanding do you have with us?

Let us very puzzled ah!

Just when they didn't know how to explain the scene in front of them, Ying Zige suddenly stretched out his hand, and directly reached for the pen and ink next to him.

Swish!
The sound of pen and ink flowing instantly resounded through the inheritance.

The five elders stopped breathing at the same time, their hearts sank.

Could it be a mistake?
This kid has a confident face, and when he writes, he looks like...

and many more?

stopped!
And put down the pen and ink?
What can this kid write in such a short time?
It's just a trick!

The mood of the five elders was like riding a roller coaster, going up and down non-stop, which was very tormenting.

Eventually they both breathed a sigh of relief.

This kid is just bluffing, and it is absolutely impossible to write something that catches people's eyes.

After all, even the most talented people can't finish it in one go without any stoppage of pen and ink.

Even if you already have an article in your chest, it is absolutely impossible to write it so quickly.

soon.

Everyone stopped writing, and looked at the five elders with strong anticipation and hope on their faces.

"Okay, let's start tasting now."

"Everyone should know that it is not that simple to find the number one in this brush and ink. But fortunately, brush and ink are connected with practice and sword skills."

"In this way, it is very simple to find the first article."

Han Tianfeng smiled.

Most of the Tianjiao's mouths were smiling in an instant, and it was exactly as they had guessed. This was not just a simple article competition.

Among them, there were three or two people who blushed instantly and lowered their heads subconsciously.

Only Ying Zige stretched out his hand and patted his mouth, before yawning a long way.

It seems that it doesn't care at all.

Or……

Since you know you will win, why worry?
(End of this chapter)