After going through an unknown amount of time in the phantom array like this, Zhuang Yichen also understood that this phantom array of love was better than the four phantom arrays of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this time, in the phantom array, his identity is the loyal and brave king of Yan Kingdom, and his identity, power, and prestige are second only to the Half-Saint and the Yan Emperor in the Yan Kingdom.

There is a concubine in the Zhongyong Palace, the same name is Wan'er, and her face is the same. The only difference is that this Wan'er never smiled at Zhuang Yichen coldly, and even had a hint of disgust in her eyes.

"The Phantom Array of Love is to find the definition of love in your own mind and practice it! Otherwise, it will be judged as a failure!" Zhuang Yichen already understood in his heart.

However, at this time, outside the Wenqi Labyrinth, it was chaotic! Because after the Love Illusion Array was opened, in less than a hundred breaths, the other eight Wenju people were eliminated almost at the same time, leaving only Zhuang Yichen alone in the Wenqi Maze.

"It's really Zhuang Yichen!"

"Yes, I could have guessed before, but now it's a fact!" the Wenju people exclaimed, and their words were already respectful.

It can be said that the concept of respecting the strong of the human race is deeply rooted, and Zhuang Yichen is currently the most talented and courageous among the people! It can be said that it is easy for such a character to be promoted to Wen Jinshi.

If it is said that he had a strong hostility towards Zhuang Yichen at the earliest, he was already a real person in the Tao at this time.

And Zhuang Yichen's original martial arts are proud of the others, and Wendao is also so outstanding that anyone who sees it has to write a word.

"As long as I grasp the clarity of the soul and have enough will, the phantom array within this gall maze is just a pediatric for me!" Zhuang Yichen quickly obtained Wan'er's sincerity in the phantom array of love, and easily broke it.

"Boom!" After a soft sound, Zhuang Yichen entered the Evil Phantom Array. This phantom array is so named, the things that appear around you are the most disgusting things and the most disgusting people, but Zhuang Yichen does not intend to continue to break the formation at this time.

Because at this time, he already felt that there was no second person in this labyrinth of gall, except for himself.

"I won't play with you in the future!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

"Damn, this human race is really cunning!" Within the maze of gall, Xiao Wei appeared instantly, stomping her feet and said coquettishly.

"Congratulations to Brother Zhuang for winning the first place in the maze of courage!" Zhuang Yichen came out, and many Wenju people sincerely congratulated him.

"Thank you!" Zhuang Yichen smiled and returned to Yan Guo's position, and at this time, Wen Ru, who was in charge of the Wen Dan Labyrinth, immediately announced aloud that Yan Guo had won the first place again in the Wen Gu competition.

The ranking of the Gall Labyrinth was the same as the last talent competition, with Yan Guo ranking first with 200 points, and Qin Guo following with 180 points. Next, Chu was 140 points, Qi was 120 points, Wei was 100 points, Zhao was 80 points, and Korea was only a pitiful 60 points.

South Korea's Wenru and Wenju people have the same dark faces, it doesn't matter if the results are poor in previous years, at least there is Yan Guo to step on.

But now Yan Guo, which was originally at the bottom of the millennium, is in the position of the boss, and South Korea is too inferior in comparison.

In the next two games, even if Yan Guo scores zero points, it is almost impossible for South Korea to surpass.

"After resting for an hour, let's have a poetry competition!" Zong Wuxing announced at this time.

The ten sons of the four kingdoms of Qin, Chu, Qi, and Wei were all shocked, and their eyes showed a look of confidence! If you want to shake the leading position of the Yan Kingdom, it is a good opportunity to test poetry.

After all, even if Zhuang Yichen is against the sky, it is impossible for him to compete with ten people in a country with the strength of one person, right? Could it be that he can still make ten powerful poems in one go?

Therefore, at this time, the ten sons of the upper houses of various countries began to discuss and brew in a low voice! In particular, the ten sons of the upper houses of Qin and Chu all showed extremely confident expressions.

Because before this, they had already prepared the poems needed for the Literary Society of the Seven Nations Academy.

Once Zong Wuxing announced the start of the poetry competition, they would return to their rightful position with an extremely strong attitude.

"Dean, this poetry competition is a bit troublesome, with our strength, it is already good to be able to make Zhifu poems on average!" At this time, Chen Wenquan said with some concern.

During this period of time, they were all practicing the scriptures and meanings of the way of the university, but they were negligent in this aspect of poetry! And after all, they were only at the level of Wenju people, and they were all talented in making poetry with their own strength.

"It's okay, I have my own ideas!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, waved his hand and said. The Tang and Song poems and songs on the earth are all in his head, who is afraid of whom than poetry?

An hour passed in a flash, and a Wendian Wenru stepped forward at this time and said: "This poetry competition requires everyone to make a poem, and after the resonance of the poem, the one with more qi wins!"

"Hiss!" The sound of inhalation immediately sounded around him, and this time the poetry test was a bit difficult.

The ten sons of the Yan Kingdom subconsciously glanced at Zhuang Yichen, the last time they joined forces to challenge Zhuang Yichen's poetry, the Holy Court is estimated to be very clear, so although it is a similar rule, the change is not small.

There is no simple competition of poetry talent, which means that even if Zhuang Yichen can make a poem that is passed down to the world, it will have no effect.

Now the rules of this kind of competition are much more stringent! First of all, it is necessary to arouse the resonance of the poems, and the ten poems must be of the same level, otherwise they will not resonate at all.

Then it is inevitable to discuss with each other, and everyone is sure of what level of poetry to make, and make a unified shot.

Otherwise, even if it is nine Aozhou poems and one Zhenguo poem, they will not be scored. It's not as good as ten Dingxian poems.

"The time limit is two hours, start immediately!" Wendian Wenru spoke, then stepped aside and was silent.

The Wenju people of the Seven Kingdoms immediately discussed, while the Wenju people of Qin and Chu were confident.

I think that these are all well-prepared, at least they can make poems above the level of the government.

"You discuss first, and do your best to make poems!" Zhuang Yichen commanded at this time.

In this situation, it can be said that it is a good opportunity for Wenju people to sharpen their skills, and it is best if they can win with their own strength.

"To arouse the resonance of poetry, in addition to the same level of poetry, it is best to sing the same thing, so that the talent after resonance may be higher!" Li Zixiong said in a deep voice.

Everyone cast approving glances at him, after all, what he said made perfect sense!