As onlookers, it was the high-level people on the third floor of the Wenxuan Hall who were the most shocked, and their eyes were so vicious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Great Elder was the number one master in the entire Moxiang Academy, and he was the only one on the scene who could rush to the scene at the first time and stop the bloody scene.

But they all saw that the Great Elder who had made a hasty move had suffered a small loss.

Of course, they didn't know that Wen Yiming had misinterpreted the meaning of the old elder after sensing that someone had invaded his aura, and he was desperate to riot in an instant. This also caused the Great Elder's miscalculation, and his palm was shattered by the sudden surge of sacrificial blows.

As the great elder of the party, although his gaze at Wen Yiming was quite grim, he was appreciative in his heart, and said lightly: "Old man Guan Xiao, restrain your killing intent, you won!"

Wen Yiming didn't feel any emotions from the old man named Guan Xiao, but the displeasure in that tone was noticed.

Of course, he was shocked by this old man's cultivation, and he was so indifferent to take his furious stick with his bare hands, and in his judgment, he should at least be in the cultivation of the military general.

Glancing at the people in the audience, when he saw the disgust in Dongfang Zhiyu's eyes that was even worse than in front of Fang Fang, he was secretly angry, why didn't Lao Tzu see you come over to relieve the siege when he encountered a run? Now he slapped Moxiang Shuxuan's face, and he was dissatisfied with Lao Tzu? I really thought that Lao Tzu Wen was afraid of death.

When he turned his head, he saw Guan Xiao's eyes looking at him indifferently, and there was a hint of dislike in his eyes. Wen Yiming's heart was even more angry, and he clenched his fists and said, "In Moxiang Shuxuan, does the winner not even have the qualifications to speak?"

Guan Xiao's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "After speaking, come to Wenxuan Palace." ”

With that, he left an afterimage in the same place, and the person had disappeared into the ring.

Wen Yiming was too lazy to be shocked, he had already let it out. Even he didn't realize that his emotions were being affected by Dongfang Zhiyu to some extent, and of course, the sacrificial blow exploded two drops of essence blood in a row, making his emotions difficult to restrain was also one of the reasons.

Moreover, the Shura sword body that he didn't know anything about also affected his slightly out of control mind to a large extent, and his mental power was almost empty, and all the negative emotions made it difficult for him to suppress.

Those who approached the ring even felt a cold aura from him, mixed with a hint of death.

Wen Yiming's head drooped slightly, but his gaze was looking straight ahead, and the angle of his face combined with the windless white hair made him even more weird and ruthless.

Turning his head to look at the two Le Haoqi brothers standing on the edge of the ring, Wen Yiming raised the long stick in his hand and pointed at Le Qianwen, and said calmly: "You, you don't even have the qualifications to die under my stick!"

Ignoring Le Qianwen's bloody expression of anger, the long stick turned to Le Haoqi, shook his head and said, "You are okay, but you are too stupid!"

Le Haoqi's chest rose and fell again and again, and at this moment he couldn't help but look at Dongfang Zhiyu, and when he found that his gaze was extremely cold, he couldn't hold back the depression that had accumulated anymore, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Yiming put away his long stick and looked at the audience coldly, "Today, let me, an ant, tell you what an ant is!"

"Do you know the life of an ant? You don't know, because you are nerds who can only read 10,000 books, and you don't know what it means to travel 10,000 miles?"

"Have you ever seen an ant bite an elephant to death? You haven't seen it, because you're a bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well, and you'll never get out of the sky where you look up. ”

The two sentences of self-questioning and answering were extremely bland, but in Wen Yiming's sneering tone, everyone heard disdainful ridicule.

Wen Yiming's voice became angry, he raised his arm and stretched out his fingers to sweep the audience, and said angrily: "The embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed in the anthill! Ants are still stealing life, it's Lao Tzu, you don't know what it means to be alive. ”

"Ants are weak, but diligent, you self-proclaimed sons of heaven will never understand why ants will fight for a grain of rice!"

"Ants are humble, but they are fearless and tenacious, you try to destroy their nests, no matter how many times you destroy them, they will be reforged again and again, can you do it? You can't, because you don't understand the world of ants. ”

With a light snort, Wen Yiming shook his head and said: "Moxiang Shuxuan is proud of the world, but why haven't you been able to make a shocking work? Because you don't understand life, your articles have no flesh and blood, no life, just nothing to show for themselves! Do you know what life is?"

Some people in the audience were angry, some were silent, some clenched their fists, but more people were thoughtful at this moment.

Dongfang Zhiyu's cold gaze gradually faded, and she looked at Wen Yiming, who was cold and angry, with a hint of complexity and irritability in her eyes.

Wen Yiming sneered, "Mole ant, single-minded, persevering, hardworking, brave, and tenacious. You, hehe, are not even as good as ants, because to say that you are ants is to tarnish the spirit of ants------ you are not worthy! You are right, I am an ant!"

"However, Lao Tzu is an ant who tramples on dignity, and he will not accept --- to fight, and Wen will accompany him at any time!"

When he turned around and was leaving, he suddenly turned his head to look at Le Qianwen and sneered: "Although you are not qualified to be my opponent, you said that you would talk to me, and Wen will satisfy you." ”

When Wen Yiming stood at the front end of the white paper, there was a large bowl of ink in his left hand, and when a long and thick long pen in his right hand was full of ink, he instantly staggered back under his feet, and the pen on the white paper at the same time walked the dragon snake, and the lines of thin gold body fell on the paper with a vigorous momentum.

In a short time, the exaggerated version of the white paper in the middle hall has been sprinkled into a book.

glanced at Le Qianwen, who had dull eyes, put down the ink bowl and threw the pen behind him with his backhand, turned around and stepped out of the ring and walked towards Wenxuan Palace, leaving only the sound of a wild wave.

"As long as you are qualified to offer dignity, Wen will trample on it mercilessly. ”

The audience didn't make a sound for a long time, just looked at the two zhang white paper lying in the ring in a daze; however, because the metal ring was too high, except for the two Le Qianwen brothers in the ring, no one could see what was left on it, which made Le Qianwen a core elite at a loss.

Dongfang Zhiyu frowned slightly, and it seemed that the two young men beside him motioned to go and hang it up.

The two young men jumped into the ring with a nod, and after a while, they had propped up the three-meter-wide two-zhang white paper with two bamboo poles.

What everyone has in front of is a font that they have never seen before, but they can all feel a very unique personality in it.

Dongfang Zhiyu's beautiful eyes showed a hint of surprise, and from the ink that had not yet dried, she seemed to see Wen Yiming's fluttering and fast pen movement and arrogant and uninhibited personality.

For some reason, Dongfang Zhiyu actually had an admiration for this unique font, and even a faint envy, its handwriting was thin, to thin without losing its flesh, and at the turning point it was obvious that Zang Feng, Lu Feng and other Teton traces were thick and not stiff, but there was a kind of momentum that was ready to go.

She has an illusion, as if she has seen the artistic conception of a painting of green bamboo flowers and birds between the lines, but there is a contradiction in it.

"This is a work that combines poetry, calligraphy and painting. Dongfang Zhiyu's tone changed slightly, and just when she couldn't figure out where the contradiction came from, she suddenly found that her paper was automatically in the windless, spreading a trace of ink fragrance far away.

"Book Hidden Sword Intent !!"

At this moment, Dongfang Zhiyu's Gujing Bubo's eyes finally couldn't hide their shock, and even the perennial indifferent tone carried a trace of emotion.

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they exclaimed at Dongfang Zhiyu, they were used to seeing Dongfang Zhiyu's lonely temperament that was difficult to melt in the snow of icebergs all year round, and this emotional side made them unable to react for a while.

Le Haoqi clutched his chest, looking at the amazing Dongfang Zhiyu, his heart was bitter to the extreme, and the spirit of leaving the customs half a month ago was gone.

At this time, Dongfang Zhiyu was chanting softly:

"The ant said: You can't learn. Green is taken from blue, and green is blue, ice, water is for it, and cold is for water

Therefore, they do not climb high mountains, they do not know the height of the sky, they do not know the depth of the deep stream, they do not know the thickness of the earth, and they do not hear the last words of the kings

Accumulate soil into mountains, wind and rain prosper, accumulate water into an abyss, the dragon is born and the worm has no claws and teeth, the muscles and bones are strong, eat the soil, drink the yellow spring, and use one heart. The crab is six kneeling and two claws, and there is no one who can be sustained in the cave of the non-snake eel, and he is also restless. ”

The entire paragraph is hundreds of words, and after everyone reads it, they have an inexplicable power, which makes people feel the urge to race against time to cultivate.

Dongfang Zhiyu secretly said, what is he expressing? She clearly felt the positive energy brought by this work, which was another surprise to her.

She didn't know that this was a paragraph that Wen Yiming plagiarized from Xunzi's "Persuasion", and this move was just for the inscription at the end.

Of course, after reading it, everyone had mixed feelings when they saw the name of the last work.

Because of the name of the last work, Wen Yiming changed the style of thin gold and wrote three big characters.

---- Ant Theory

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