Cross To Be The Emperor

　　 "You ask me questions?"

　　 Li Hengxuan laughed, and Chong knew that he had to take the initiative this week.

　　 If Li Hengxuan keeps asking questions, he can guarantee that no one here can answer it. For more than 20 years in the previous life, the people who were born and raised in Kyushu did not know how much knowledge he had in his heart.

　　 But let them ask the question...

　　 Li Hengxuan is not sure that anyone present can win.

　　 But Zhou Chong!

　　 Ha ha, in the past thousands of years in China, the culture is brilliant, how many famous quatrains, just picking out a poem, will make them stunned.

　　 You must know that although Kyushu has a longer civilized history than China.

　　 But Kyushu respects martial arts. Everyone usually studies martial arts. Poems and songs are just a ticket. Can it be compared with the splendid culture of China, a civilization that emphasizes literature and does not martial arts?

　　 Li Hengxuan laughed: "Okay, let you ask the question. Brother Zhou is called the king of shit, uh, no, brother Zhou is called the king of poems, but my sage is not afraid of you. I will compare poems to you simply!"

　　 Zhou Chong disdainfully said: "Brother Long Xuan is so bold, not afraid that the wind will flash his tongue!"

　　 "Yes, Brother Zhou is known as the King of Poems in the Sky City! How can this name come in vain!"

　　 "Sky City is the second largest city in Wuzhou after Dragon City, with a population of billions. Brother Zhou deserves the title of King of Poetry!"

　　 "Although Long Xuan is weird in ancient times and has a mysterious origin, I don't believe it. Comparing poetry can make him defeat Brother Zhou!"

　　 Everyone helped to speak.

　　 Li Hengxuan's tone is really too loud, offending everyone, and now everyone here can't understand him!

Zhou Chong won the support of everyone, and he immediately exulted and said loudly: "Kyushu respects martial arts. Although I compare it to a poem, we can't break away from this point. If we use martial arts as the subject, we will each make a poem. How good is your review?"

"of course can…"

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled, and said: "But light comparisons are not enough, we have to add some color."

　　 "Caitou, what do you mean?"

　　 Zhou Chong was taken aback for a moment, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

　　 "Well, Caitou, whoever of us loses, can we just jump from here?"

　　 After Li Hengxuan said, pointing out the window, Bai Qing was forced to jump off the building by Li Hengxuan before. Long Zijun also jumped upstairs in a hurry and left here.

　　 Seeing Zhou Chong hesitating, Li Hengxuan said again: "Isn't Zhou brother not sure that he admits that he is the king of shit, not the king of poetry?"

　　 "Comparation, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

　　 Zhou Chong smiled disdainfully, although the bet was a bit big, he was forced to jump off the building and look ugly after losing the bet. But compared to writing poetry, he is confident that he will never lose, not to mention that he is still asking questions. In fact, he had inspiration in his mind at the same time he asked a question.

　　 "Well, no hurry..."

　　 Li Hengxuan waved his hand slightly, and then said, "Although this color is a matter of face, it has no actual benefits. Why don't we add some more? The King of Poetry!"

　　 Li Hengxuan’s last ‘poetry’ deliberately slowed down and the pronunciation was illegible, making these two words sound like both ‘shit king’ and ‘poet king’! The meaning is very clear, you promised to bet the king of poetry, and conversely, the king of shit!

　　 Zhou Chong was so arrogant and arrogant that he was willing to admit that he was the king of shit, and quickly said: "I bet, what do you bet on?"

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled and said, "Just a heavenly military soldier."

　　 "Tian-level military soldiers!"

　　 Everyone was taken aback, this Long Xuan really dare to gamble!

　　 Magic weapons are extremely rare, so the general heavenly military is the strongest military in Kyushu.

　　 As for the holy level above the heaven level, that is something ordinary people don't even think about, even a genius of the heavenly alliance like Zhou Chong can't get it out. Because the strongest power in Wuzhou, like the Tiandao League, has at most one, or two, as the sect's heritage.

　　 Except for the Saint-level military soldiers, they are also the Heaven-level military soldiers.

　　 Even the leader of the Heavenly Dao League is just a day-level military soldier, and the holy-level military soldier must not rise until the critical moment.

　　Longxuan actually said to bet a heaven-level military soldier!

　　 "Why, are heaven-level military soldiers precious?"

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled slightly. In his royal secret collection, there were piles of heavenly military soldiers, but he couldn't get them out. "Brother Zhou won't be unable to take it out, I think the sword in Brother Zhou's hand is a heaven-rank military soldier. I wanted to use it to kill me before!"

　　 "Hmph, just gamble, I'm afraid you won't make it!"

　　 Zhou Chong shouted in a deep voice, Heaven level is extremely precious, he also used prefecture-level military soldiers before.

　　 This is the trial in Tianwu City. It is about the spirit dragon of Tianwu City, and the Tiandao League made an exception to give him a long sword of the Heavenly Martial Soldier.

　　 Unexpectedly, it is now used as a bet.

　　 But he is sure to win, so even as a bet, Zhou Chong is not afraid.

　　 Zhou Chong said loudly: "Which one of us will come first?"

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled, and said, "It doesn't matter. As a sage, I can let you do it. If you don't want to go first, I will do it first."

　　 "I'm first!"

　　 Zhou Chong's face was gloomy, and he shouted in a low voice.

　　 Li Hengxuan is irritating him, and writing poetry first is definitely at a disadvantage.

　　 But he had to go first, because the title was given by him. If Li Hengxuan had to write a poem first, then he wouldn't have the slightest face even if he won.

　　 Say it!

　　 Zhou Chong returned to his seat, lowered his head, closed his eyes and thought.

　　 Although he already had some inspiration in his mind when he came up with the title, it is not so easy to compose a poem. He still needs to think about it if it is to be neatly matched.

　　 "Why, haven't you thought about it yet?"

　　 Li Hengxuan laughed, how could he give Zhou Chong time to brew so that he could make a poem above the level!

　　 He went on to say: "If I didn't think it through, it's better for me to come first. I've already thought it out, and it's funny to say, but I think about the answer to the question by Brother Zhou first."

　　 "Nonsense, how could I not think about it!" Zhou Chong immediately said loudly: "I have already thought about it!"

　　 "Well, that's okay, I'll listen carefully!"

　　 "Listen well...Listen well!"

　　 Zhou Chong's face was solemn, he paused, and suddenly said in a deep voice:

　　"A smile of wind and thunder,

　　 I was angry and cold,

　　 Break the sky with one hand,

　　 One sword dance long day! "

　　 "Okay! Wonderful! This poem by Brother Zhou is so wonderful, it deserves to be called the King of Poems in the Sky City."

"The beauty of this poem lies in the four sentences. Each sentence begins with a one, but it also expresses the domineering martial arts. Brother Zhou himself uses a sword, and the last sentence is a sword dance long sky. It's Brother Zhou himself! Having said Brother Zhou's ambition, the future is boundless!"

　　 "This poem is enough to spread through the ages!"

　　 "Long Xuan, I see you crazy, when this quatrain is out, I see where you are going crazy! Now you can jump from here!"

　　 These five-character quatrains immediately aroused applause~www.ltnovel.com~ everyone praised!

　　 "Hehe, Brother Long Xuan, I don’t know how to download this poem? Do you have any better quatrains? If so, please follow the agreement and jump from here!"

　　 Zhou Chong laughed and looked at Li Hengxuan.

　　 He was humble, but he didn't realize that he would lose.

　　 He is very satisfied with the poem, from inspiration, to brewing, to the final one in one go. It can be said that he has been the pinnacle of his life.

"Not bad…"

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled slightly, but he couldn't underestimate the people of Kyushu.

　　 Although this poem is not up to the level of the predecessor of Huaxia's famous history, it can indeed be regarded as a top-notch masterpiece in a world like Kyushu where martial arts are respected and literature and art are not emphasized. If it was Li Hengxuan's own words, it might be okay to give him more time to brew, and for a while, he couldn't reach this level.

　　 "Since Brother Long Xuan also thinks my poem is good."

　　 Zhou Chong laughed loudly, pointed to one of the windows, and said proudly: "There, Brother Long Xuan, please!"

　　 Li Hengxuan smiled slightly and slowly...

　　 walked toward the window, he walked to the corridor, looked down, the clouds below were dense, through the clouds, you could see the entire thirty-three guards, a prosperous atmosphere.

　　 Just when everyone thought he was about to jump down, Li Hengxuan suddenly spoke.

　　"Zhanlongquan is hidden, Bai Jianshuang Xueming.

　　 The emperor dragon flew up into the sky and soared into the sky for ninety thousand miles!

　　 Kill a person with one punch, without taking a picture for thousands of miles.

Hello.

　　 Leisurely passed the Tianwu City, holding the sword to destroy the rebels.

　　 Win the Allure Girl, accompany me on my trip to Kyushu.

　　 Looking down at the bustling city, the spirit is born from the chest.

　　 Who is first in Kyushu, but I am Daxiajun! "