Warhammer Wizard

Hearing Ren's words, everyone present was stunned.

Yates seemed to have heard the most funny joke in the world. He was stunned for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hahaha...You mud legs from the country, you want to compare poems to me? "

His face was full of contempt, and he said arrogantly: "Do you know what poetry is?"

The priests around shook their heads and laughed, looking at Renn as if they were watching a clown.

Even Viola felt embarrassed, whether Renn was stimulated by Yates.

Competing swordsmanship, she had confidence in Rennes, but compared to poetry, she was insulting herself.

She got along with Rennes day and night, and was intimate, but she had never seen Renn ever write any poems. Apart from her talent in music, she had hardly shown any talent in other artistic aspects.

Yates is the most talented poet of Longshande. He has written several excellent poems. He has been praised by President Hasillin many times. He is quite famous throughout the empire and spread widely. He often has admiration from various cities in the empire. I went to Longshande to visit Yates, just to see the truth.

If it was only a poem, President Hasillin would not dare to say that he was superior.

It was with these poems that Yates became a deacon of the Art Association, entered the Good Church, and became a priest.

Although he has not been blessed by the long-haired lady because of his junior qualifications, no one will doubt that sooner or later he will get the magic.

Viola took Ren's hand and whispered a few words in his ear to tell the situation.

After listening, Ren shook his head, not wanting to change his mind.

The reason why he is so confident is that there happens to be a book of poems in his mobile phone, which is brought from the earth. It contains nearly a million words and contains classic poems in various forms, ancient and modern. You only need to know what you want. Search in it.

No matter how talented Yatetz is, is it still comparable to the many amazing talents in his previous life?

Moreover, the comparison to poetry is based on quick wit, time is limited, and I have a ready-made collection of poems, and I can slap Yates by copying it out.

Anyway, copying music is copying, copying poems is copying, no one knows the truth, just a cheeky copy.

Since Yates wants to beat himself in what he is best at, let him enjoy the pain of being crushed on what he is best at!

Yettetz was even more jealous when he saw the intimacy between Ren and Viola, and his handsome face showed disdain, and said, "Comparing with you as a poem, this is an insult to me, I refuse."

He put on a high posture, and he really felt that it was too cheap to compare with Rennes, even if he won, he was not worthy of praise.

"If you don't write poems, I won't compare swordsmanship with you."

Rennes grasped Yates' psychology at once, and used the sword that the opponent wanted as a threat.

Yates looked stunned. He didn't understand why Renn was so stubborn. He hesitated for a moment. He felt that he couldn't lose. He mocked: "It seems that Mr. Renn doesn't understand everything. He probably wants to appreciate me. Poetry, well, then I will fulfill you."

"How do you want to compare?" He asked casually.

"Whatever you want." Renn was more casual than Yates, as if he had won.

Yatetz's eyes sank, thinking that Renn was just trying to tease himself. He suppressed his anger, looked at Hasillin, and said: "Your Excellency, please write a title for the poem, and give us an evaluation of the poem. High and low."

"Yes." Hasillin nodded in agreement.

He glanced at Renn. The literary giant was actually wondering in his heart. I don't know why Renn knew he would lose, so he still wanted to do so. Is there any other intention?

In his opinion, Rennes did not look like such a shallow young man.

Hasillin thought for a while, and said: "You are all fighting for love, then use'love' as the theme and write a poem for each, with a time limit of ten minutes."

With that, he took out his pocket watch and started timing.

"love."

Yates gave a chuckle. What he was best at was writing love poems. He didn't know how much he wrote, so he immediately thought about it proficiently.

Rehn also pretended to think, but he had actually opened the book of poems and searched with love as a keyword.

In one second, hundreds of love poems popped out of his vision.

These are ancient poems as well as modern poems. Each capital is a classic, but the Orion language of the Empire is a phonetic alphabet. The translation of ancient poems does not have that kind of charm, or foreign love poems are more suitable.

The imperial poetry genre, which Wren has turned a few pages through in the academy's books, is similar to previous Western poetry. It has both a strict standard form like sonnets and very free prose poems.

Less than half a minute, Rennes chose a song.

He was not eager to indicate to Hasillin that he was done, the performance was too much, but it would arouse suspicion, and decided to wait a few minutes.

Just halfway through, Yates exclaimed: "Your Excellency, my poem is complete."

"Read it," Hasillin said.

But Yates had other ideas, and proposed: "Your Excellency, I hope to write down this poem. I will test swordsmanship with Mr. Rehn first, wait until he has learned swordsmanship, and then judge the poem together." Turning to Rennes, "Mr. Rennes, what do you think?"

Everyone understands Yates’ intentions. He wants to recite his poems on the spot while defeating Rennes to achieve better results.

This arrangement is more dramatic, like a well-rehearsed performance.

Ren couldn't help but laughed. There were quite a few tricks in this drama, and he didn't want to show up in front of others all the time, taking the opportunity to raise his perfect image.

"I agree." Rennes agreed immediately.

"Ren..." Viola's eyes were full of worry, but Ren shook his head slightly at her, appearing very confident, reassuring her.

There was an uproar among the priests who had been watching for a long time. The priestess had some sympathy for Renn, thinking that he was self-defeating; the male priests were all gloating and waiting to see Renn embarrassed.

Hasillin took out paper and pen and asked them to write down the poems separately.

Yates wrote very quickly, couldn't wait to finish it, and handed it over to Hasillin.

Ryan didn't rush, copy the poem on the paper, and wrote it out one by one. Viola, who was beside him, saw the words on the paper and only read the first few sentences, his expression changed slightly, and his eyes were infinitely surprised.

When she saw the complete poem, she was so excited that she stood on tiptoe and raised her head to give Renne a long kiss.

"hiss……"

This scene showed love in public, and Viola took the initiative, stunned everyone.

There was no sound before the temple, and people looked at the men and women kissing intimately with mixed feelings.

They are all believers of the long-haired lady, and they can naturally feel the beautiful love in this kiss.

This is fully in line with the doctrine of the long-haired lady, Viola unbridled in showing beauty, acting with true feelings, awakening the true love in people's hearts, and finding and promoting the good in all things.

The eyes of the priestesses were colorful and their hearts were surging. Even the male priests were amazed. Although there was still a bit of jealousy that Renn was favored by the beauty, the hostility in their hearts subsided a lot.

Only Yates, jealousy almost came out of his eyes.

His teeth creaked, his right hand clenched tightly on the hilt, and his knuckles turned white due to excessive force.

After a long time, Viola separated contentedly and quickly passed the paper on which the poem was written.

Hasillin took it and looked at it quickly, and was immediately moved.

He finally understood why Viola was so excited.

As for any lady, seeing this love poem, it is difficult to suppress emotions, and will inevitably be as emotional as Viola.

Hasillin couldn't help looking at Renne seriously, as if he was about to get to know him again, and made no secret of his appreciation for Renne.

Seeing the performance of the chairman, everyone was very curious about what poem Renn wrote.

Yates had a foreboding feeling, but there was no other way. He walked to the middle of the field and drew out his long sword with a clang and pointed it at Renn.

He did not speak, but made up his mind.

Waiting not only to defeat Rennes, but also to win beautiful, it is best to find a chance to pretend to be a miss and kill this pesky little boy.

Renn also stepped onto the court, feeling extremely relaxed.

Writing poems and playing essays with people ~www.ltnovel.com~ Although you can copy, but I always feel awkward, uncomfortable, and not my own style.

He still likes fighting, using his fist to reason with others and persuade them with reason.

"Who can lend me a sword?"

Ren asked, there was only one Icebreaker Warhammer in the Dragonhide Girdle, but since it's good to compete with swordsmanship, then use the sword.

Viola immediately took out an enchanted dagger from the space necklace. This was her spellcasting weapon. It was the ultimate equipment, worth ten thousand gold, and had several enchanting effects and incidental spells.

This enchanted dagger can also be used in close combat. It is very sharp and hard in texture, but after all, it is a weapon of the caster, which is not conducive to close combat and may be damaged.

Viola didn't feel distressed and threw the dagger directly to Rennes.

This made the priests onlookers envious, such an expensive magic weapon, but also willing to use it to compete with swordsmanship, it is really violent.

At the same time, people also realized how deep Viola's feelings for Rennes were, and they looked at the golden shield like dung.

Ryan caught the dagger, and he felt a soul power poured into his body when he started his hand, and he was suddenly refreshed, knowing that this was the effect of casting speed and soul power recovery.

At this time a priestess came up and said, "Mr. Lane, you can use my saber."

Her extraordinary career is a ranger, her appearance is very beautiful, her figure is hot, and her overall appearance is only one step worse than Viola, and she is second only to Viola.

The beauty turned her back to Viola when she spoke, and cast a wink at Rennes, her face ambiguous, and her intentions were obvious.

Ren decisively refused: "Thank you for your kindness, I can use this short sword."

The priestess looked sad, turned and retreated, and gave Viola a kind smile.

"The people in the Good Church are all actors." Ren said secretly.