As soon as the first round of attacks of the Holy Text Beast had passed, many people in the Guanwen Hall looked towards the light curtain in front of the hall. Through this light curtain, you can see the scenes inside the three halls of talent.

At this time, the first round of attacks of the Holy Text Beast was only at the peak level of the Spirit Bridge, and it was not very powerful, so no one was worried about whether to eliminate or not, but was observing the speed at which the poem was written.

The first wave of attacks was only slightly disturbed, and the second wave would intensify, after all, the Venerable First-Order Body, when it suffered a blow from the peak of divine power, even if it could not hurt the contestants, it would interrupt the train of thought. From the third wave onwards, if you can't write effective poetry, I'm afraid you will be eliminated. Because in the third round, the attack of the Holy Beast was at the peak level of the Venerable, which was enough to make the Venerable who had no resistance die at the first order.

"Three attacks, a total of one and a half hours, if you can't make a high-level holy word poem of Venerable One, you will be eliminated. ”

"I estimate that after the third round, there are less than ten people who can stay in the True Literature Realm. ”

"After all, new poems must be written in the real literary world, and even if they come prepared, Venerable High-level poems are not common. ”

"Do you think there is a new True Divine Word and Verse?"

"True Divine Poetry? I'm afraid it's impossible. If you want the artistic conception to reach the level of the true Divine Word, you must have a very outstanding performance in a certain aspect, or deep feelings, or majestic, or words like knives, or magnificent, or strange, or absolute, attracting a trace of the laws of heaven and earth, and producing visions. ”

"Fan Gongzi may have a glimmer of possibility. ”

"There is also hope for the Xu family and Xu Qingzhi. ”

Everyone talked about it, but they didn't dare to say it so absolutely. Because every year at the various banquets of the thirty-three heavens, there will always be some genius works coming out, such as Xie An, who won the first place at the banquet of the moon and the sky, and it was at that time that he composed a song "Moon Xingtian", reaching the ninth level of the Venerable, a total of twenty-five spaces around his body, protecting against the waves of impact, and insisting until the end before falling. Later, he was accepted as a disciple by the great Confucian Liu Haoran, and he contemplated the mysteries of the thirty-three heavens, making the Venerable-level poetry leap and achieving a true sacred poem.

However, at present, there are many sacred poems that have reached the Lingqiao realm, but to this extent, it can only be said that they are barely becoming poems, and reaching the threshold of sacred words and poems is not very profound.

There are also a lot of people in the Divine Power Realm, and when they reach the Divine Power Realm, there are some visions that appear, because they have been able to trigger a trace of origin rule attacks, and the visions appear, which are quite extraordinary.

As for the Venerable level, there are very few, after all, it is only the first round, and no one will exert their strength so early, so there are thousands of people in the True Literature World who participated in this competition, but only forty or fifty Venerable-level poems appeared.

But once it appears, it is a vision of its own, the rules of heaven and earth are condensed, and it is extremely powerful.

Just when the outside world is talking about which geniuses have made a powerful hymn of the word......

In the True Literature Realm, Shen Chai was already only 10,000 meters away from the tall Sacred Literature Beast.

Shen Chai was holding a few Holy Page scrolls under his armpits, staring at the Holy Beast, as if he was looking for the weakness of this behemoth.

"Hahaha, Champion Hou, but are you looking for the weak point of the Holy Beast?" At this moment, a piercing laugh was transmitted to Shen Chai's ears.

Shen Chai turned his head to look, only to see Zhang Wengu looking at him with some contempt, while Fan Hongyi, who was standing not far from him, was staring ahead without squinting.

Farther away, there are talented Xu Qingzhi, Wang Shixin and other scholars who are quite famous in the capital.

Obviously, everyone wants to get closer and maximize the power of the poem's attack, rather than trying to defend it.

Shen Chai ignored Zhang Wengu, just stared at the Holy Beast and continued to watch. Zhang Wengu pretended to be kind and said loudly: "Champion Hou may not know that this Holy Beast is not real, but just to test the existence of the power of the Holy Words and Poems. No matter where it is attacked, it is the same, there is no weakness to speak of!"

"However, this is not to blame the champion Hou, after all, he just arrived in the capital, and it is normal that he has not seen it. ”

Shen Chai still ignored the other party, but Zhang Wengu seemed to be unforgiving, and continued to clamorate beside him: "Yo, the lower official has lost his eyes, and the champion Hou has already written four poems, which is disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter around.

In just half an hour, it is impossible to write any shocking articles, and when the poem is written, it will be determined according to the level of the holy word poem, which greatly consumes the mind. Even if someone prepares a good work in advance, without a certain background, it is difficult to realize the artistic conception of the work, and it is difficult to announce it on the holy page.

Shen Chai glanced at Zhang Wengu indifferently, but still didn't speak.

Xu Qingzhi, who was standing not far from Shen Chai, glanced at Shen Chai, with some doubts.

From his angle, he could clearly see that there was a trace of tiredness on Shen Chai's face.

As a celebrity and talent, he has participated in many banquets, Xu Qingzhi knows that in this real literary world, it is impossible to feel tired just by running.

This situation will only occur after the poem is written, or if the poem has failed many times and the mind is too consumed.

"Is he really sure?" Xu Qingzhi muttered to himself.

"Brother Xu, what are you talking about?" Wang Shixin on the side looked at his friend curiously and asked.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm wrong. Xu Qingzhi shook his head.

............

In the face of Zhang Wengu's provocation, the reason why Shen Chai did not respond was not that he didn't want to speak, but that he no longer had the extra strength to talk to this person.

Just now he wrote four poems of the Divine Word in one breath, and his tone was exhausted, and his spirit was extremely exhausted.

It's as if you've just fought a big battle with the enemy! This kind of exhaustion comes from the depths of the soul, and even Shen Chai himself didn't expect that it would be so difficult to copy a poem!

"Originally, I wanted to be shameless to the end and write a thousand eight hundred songs, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult. Shen Chai secretly said in his heart, the muscles he was now shrouded in clothes were trembling unconsciously.

The poems and the visions of heaven and earth were all condensed on that scroll of holy pages, making Shen Chai feel as if he was carrying a mountain.

Although I don't understand why this is the case, Shen Chai has a faint feeling in his heart that the four poems he wrote down may not be too bad.

Waiting for the aura to slowly recover, Shen Chai was about to make the first attack on the holy beast, when he only heard Xu Qingzhi next to him.

"Everyone, since you don't move first, then it's up to me Xu Qingzhi to throw bricks and lead the way!" Xu Qingzhi took a step out and arched his hand around.

I saw him wave the holy page under his arm forward, and went straight to the holy beast.

"Whoa~" The zigzag holy page rolled up in the air.

Two big golden characters appeared in the air - night snow.

"I have been surprised that the pillow is cold, and I can see the window again. I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. ”

The sound of rules automatically recited for Xu Qingzhi, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles.

At the same time, visions of heaven and earth emerged.

The holy page floated to the top of the head of the holy beast, the golden light fell, and the void became words, standing without falling.

Heavy snow fell from the top of the Sacred Beast's head in an instant, and the sky around it seemed to darken.

The heavy snow was layered on top of each other, like a snow-capped mountain stacked on the body of the Holy Beast, and everyone heard the sound of clicking and sore teeth, and the two huge horns on the top of the Sacred Beast's head were actually bent down, and they were extremely tight, as if they would collapse at any time.

"What a powerful vision of heaven and earth!" someone exclaimed.

"At least the power of the Venerable Ninth Order!"

"What's even more commendable is that the scope of this song "Night Snow" is very large, if it is against the enemy in reality, with Xu Qingzhi's own cultivation, I am afraid it is enough to cover thousands of miles!"

"The four great talents of the school palace, the king of the south and the north Xu, are really extraordinary. ”

"In time, this song "Night Snow" may be able to hope to reach the power of the true god. ”

Xu Qingzhi stared at the top of the head of the holy beast, especially when his eyes were fixed on the horns, this holy word poem was prepared by him for a long time, for this moon banquet, the purpose was to become famous in one fell swoop. He is not only satisfied with the name of the genius of the Jixia Academy, but also completely overwhelms Wang Shixin, who is also one of the four talents, and even Fan Hongyi, who has been famous for a long time!

However, to his regret, the heavy snow did not collapse the whiskers, but only bent it, obviously failing to completely break through the defenses of this holy beast, and failed to reach the point of true divine poetry, and even the peak of the Venerable One.

On the temple of Guanwen,

"Not bad. There was a hint of admiration in Fan Hongyi's eyes. "Senior Brother Xu is novel and chic, and his ideas are good. The poetry of the snow is rarely seen in the night snow. However, this poem is vivid and expressive, and it can be described as not incredible. ”

"It's a pity that the scope is a little bigger. Xu Qing subconsciously excused himself, but in a blink of an eye, he looked sharply at Fan Hongyi. "Senior brother, please give me advice!"

On the Guanwen Palace, many people showed a smile, Xu Qingzhi is a talented man in Jixia School Palace, and Fan Hongyi was also rated as one of the four talents in Jixia School Palace, but he is the first of the four talents, and his reputation is greater than Xu Qingzhi.

Now Xu Qingzhi is obviously challenging Fan Hongyi, wanting to divide a high and low.

"This Xu Qingzhi is really arrogant. The Seventh Prince Ji Chen smiled. It seems that Fan Shaobao is going to be under pressure. ”

"Seventh brother's words are wrong!" said Ji Dan, the fourth prince on the side, with a smile. "Now that Hongyi hasn't made a move, he is too anxious. ”

"Then I will continue to look at it. ”

............

Just when everyone was paying attention to how Fan Hongyi should respond to Xu Qingzhi's challenge, suddenly-

"Bang~" A dull sound came from around.

I saw that Shen Chai couldn't help but carry the four sacred pages that were as heavy as a mountain, and threw them at his feet.

As a result, the ground shook with a slight throw, startling the people around him.

"Huh?" Everyone heard the sound, but found that this strange sound appeared at Shen Chai's feet.

"What are you ......" Zhang Wengu wanted to laugh a few words, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, and his eyes came out.

"A thousand words are heavy, and the ground is like a landslide. Xu Qingzhi was also suddenly attracted by the scene at Shen Chai's feet, and his face suddenly shocked.

"What?!Won't it!" Wang Shixin on the side was worried about whether what he wrote could overpower Xu Qingyi, but found that this strange scene actually appeared at Shen Chai's feet.

"This—this seems to be a true sacred poem, so that there is such a vision before the holy page is unfolded...... "Someone couldn't help but swallow his spit.

"Champion Hou, is the True Divine Word Poem in your hand?" everyone couldn't help but froze for a moment.

Here, Xu Qingzhi and Fan Hongyi haven't come up with a reason yet, but they killed a Shen chase halfway, and they are suspected of making a true sacred poem...... What a!

"I'm sorry to be there. Shen Chai let out a long sigh of relief and said a little embarrassed. "Go on, leave me alone......"

Xu Qingzhi suddenly had a toothache when he heard this, you have made a fuss, who has the heart to pay attention to anything else!

"Champion Hou, can't you, can't you...... Show one or two?" Wang Shixin asked cautiously. He didn't dare to directly affirm that the other party's was the true sacred poem, and if he was wrong, he would inevitably make some jokes.

"It's not that I'm refusing, it's just that I'm no longer able to show my ......," Shen Chai said helplessly. He was now exhausted, but he could no longer open the four holy pages.

"Hiss~" Hearing Shen Chai say this, the people around him were suddenly shocked, in the first half an hour, the literary atmosphere was consumed, even if he failed to become a poem, he would not be counterattacked to the point that he had no power to cast the holy page!

Is it really a true sacred poem?!

Fan Hongyi was also frowning slightly at the moment, staring at Shen Chai's feet, not knowing what he was thinking.

"If you don't dislike it, I'm willing to replace it!" Wang Shixin suddenly bowed his hand.

"I am not talented, but I am also willing to serve the champion Hou!"

"I do, too!"

Suddenly, there were several people vying to come and replace Shen Chai.

Xu Qingzhi was also very curious, but he still couldn't put it down, so he stood still and didn't move.

"In that case, then I have to thank you. Shen Chai said with a smile. He didn't mind who did it, it was all the same anyway.

And it might be better for these literati who are already good at the way of the Holy Word to do it.

"I'll come first!" Wang Shixin immediately rushed over.

Shen Chai took a few steps back and got out of the way.

After getting closer, Wang Shixin was shocked again. Because these four sacred pages are all sunken in the ground, and although they are of different shades, they are all more than three feet!

"Hiss~" Wang Shixin couldn't help but gasp.

It's not going to be four!

As soon as the thought came out, Wang Shixin suddenly felt too terrifying.

Seeing Wang Shixin lose his temper like this, everyone's curiosity suddenly became more and more intense, and many people stopped attacking the Saint Wen Beast and looked over here.

There were more and more people around, and there was a period of attack vacuum.

Outside, Guanwen Palace.

"Hmm, what's going on?" Ji Chen keenly sensed that the True Literature Realm was close to the center, and there was an abnormality, so he couldn't help but take a closer look.

As a prince, Ji Chen's every move has attracted much attention, and many people immediately followed him when he moved.

"It seems to be the champion Hou's side. ”

"The ...... who crouched in the ground Is it Wang Shixin? What is he doing?"

"What's going on!"

This abnormal scene made more and more people pay attention, and even the three great Confucians couldn't help but look in the direction of Shen Chai, thinking that something had gone wrong in the real literary world.

The commotion did not last long.

Soon, Wang Shixin held the first volume of the holy page and stood up with some difficulty.

"Written by Champion Hou, the first one!" Wang Shixin is a kind person, and he didn't forget to shout first to show his respect for Shen Chai.

"Huh~" With great effort, Wang Shixin shook his hand to the sky.

A burst of golden light burst on.

"Wow~" The scroll of the holy page spreads out.

The ink characters on the paper are rendered by golden light, and there are three big characters standing in the void - "General Fu"

"The forest is dark and the grass is frightened," the first line of golden characters appeared, and the heaven and earth around the Holy Beast were transformed, a dark and tall forest, like a prison, shrouded the Holy Beast, and the breeze blew, and the hard horns on the Sacred Beast's body were suddenly bent by this seemingly caressing breeze!

"The Origin of the Wind!" someone exclaimed! This is the first sentence, and it actually triggers the rules of the origin of heaven and earth, which is incredible!

"The general draws the bow at night," the second line of golden characters appeared, and suddenly turned into a burly, ten-foot gold-armored general, this general was shrouded in the golden armor, appeared in the forest, he seemed to have found the holy beast, and then immediately drew his bow and wanted to shoot!

There was a terrifying aura gathering on the tip of the arrow, and a little golden light was ready to shoot from above!

"Ping Ming is looking for white feathers, not in the stone ridge. The last two lines of golden characters turned into a golden torrent, which was immediately poured into the arrows of the Golden Armor General.

The next moment, the arrow is out!

"Huh~" The whole world was eclipsed, and only that golden streamer passed through.

The golden light traveled thousands of miles and directly shot through the huge body of the Holy Beast!

"Roar~" The Holy Beast seemed to be in pain, and the second range attack broke out, and the power reached the peak of supernatural powers, and some of the scholars who were caught off guard were shocked!

However, no one paid attention to these at the moment, and they all immediately got up and looked at the scene in front of them in shock.

I saw that in front of the hundred-foot-tall body of the Saint Beast, a Golden Armor General stood proudly, compared to the huge Saint Beast, the figure of the Golden Armor General could be called small. But no one can ignore the majestic figure!

He still kept shooting arrows, but the arrows in his hands were empty, and the bowstring still trembled.

Looking at the holy beast again, on the left side of the body, a huge gap actually appeared, and the golden liquid flowed out, like blood......

The Sacred Beast's defenses were broken, and it was wounded!

"True Sacred Words and Poetry!" this thought subconsciously came to everyone's minds.

Because only the true sacred words and poems can attract the power of the law, and can break the holy beast that is also formed by the law.

There is no doubt that this "General Fu" has reached the threshold of true sacred poetry!

"Oh my God...... What a sacred poem!"

"What a poem on the side of the barracks, such a god general, in the face of a giant beast, calm, calm, but amazing! This is the demeanor of a general!"

"True Sacred Poetry, I didn't expect that I, Wang Shixin, would be able to have the honor of performing a True Sacred Poetry. Wang Shixin shouted loudly, his face flushed with excitement. Those who don't know think it's a good poem he made.

"To be able to witness the advent of the true sacred words and poems, and die without regrets!"

"Peerless genius, champion Hou Zhen is a peerless genius!" a group of people shouted excitedly, some of them were only in the Spirit Bridge Realm, the Divine Power Realm in reality. On weekdays, he is limited to rank, and it is impossible to come into contact with the true divine words and poems, let alone perform them.

"How is this possible!" Zhang Wengu looked at Shen Chai in disbelief. His eyes were about to pop out.