"The power of writing... Ten paragraphs! ”

As the tester's voice sounded, everyone was stunned, and the entire Dou Ji Hall was silent, as deathly silent.

Everyone in the lobby looked at the numbers on the crystal ball in shock, the expressions on their faces were extremely exciting, and after a while, rapid breathing, like ocean waves, sounded in the Douji Hall.

"Click!" There was a crunch.

Watching the ring, Wang Shichang happily slapped his palm on the arm of the chair, and the armrest of the golden silk nanmu was actually slapped in half by a palm and fell down.

"Ten paragraphs... Xiaobao, you... Really did it! Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi next to the crystal ball, Wang Shichang's eyes were slightly moist, and he knew in his heart how hard the young man had worked to get to this point.

The four elders sitting next to Wang Shichang were also full of incredulity, two years ago, they were still waste wood with the power of three paragraphs of writing, and now they have become ten paragraphs? This speed... It's just terrifying.

"Goo~hehe... The medicinal ink that the patriarch bought... Still...... It's really strong, hehe..."The second elder swallowed his saliva, the ridicule that had not completely dissipated before was mixed with a sluggish expression, which was extremely exciting, and he laughed dryly and said sarcastically.

Wang Shichang's eyebrows did not hide the excitement in the slightest, he glanced at the second elder, and said lightly: "Second elder, do you think that the second-grade medicinal ink can really have such a miraculous effect?" ”

The second elder was stunned and shook his head in embarrassment, he is not an idiot, although the medicinal ink can indeed increase the cultivation speed, but. It's a pipe dream to rely on this kind of thing to improve the power of seven paragraphs of writing in two years!

……

Next to the black crystal ball, the test officer looked at the golden numbers on the crystal ball in a daze. The indifference on his face has long been replaced by shock.

"Wang Xiaobao: The Power of Writing, Ten Paragraphs, Level: Advanced!"

He took a deep breath, and seemed to spit out the shock in his heart, and his heart suddenly felt much happier.

The tester's voice struggled to maintain his composure, but there was still a little tremor that could not be concealed.

Listen to the tester's announcement. The originally silent Dou Ji Hall was even more dead and silent, without a trace of sound.

"Gollum!" I don't know who swallowed the sound of saliva. It suddenly sounded in the fighting hall.

Standing in the center of the crowd, Wang Xiaolian's little hand covered her ruddy little mouth, and her pretty face was full of shock.

Two years. Improve the power of seven paragraphs of writing. This cultivation speed... It's unheard of!

This kind of speed, even the genius girl Wang Yuyan, is absolutely impossible to do!

However, this kind of incomprehensible thing really happened, and it was right in front of their eyes.

With mixed emotions in his eyes, he stared at the boy standing next to the test crystal ball. Wang Xiaolian's heart suddenly had a thought that made her mind mushy: Has he been pretending before? A genius disguised as a waste?

In the corner of the Douji Hall, Wang Ning was about to watch Xiaobao's jokes. He also stared at the golden numbers on the crystal ball in a daze, and muttered in a lost voice: "This... How is this possible? ”

……

Looking up at the golden numbers on the crystal ball, Xiaobao exhaled softly, and the eyes around him that suddenly became complicated made him think back to that time two years ago.

is the same himself, who was looked down upon two years ago and ridiculed as a waste, but now, he has become the leader of the family, accepting the envy and worship of everyone.

Taking a deep look at the test crystal ball that decided his fate, Xiaobao smiled lightly, and his indifferent appearance was similar to that of the young man who was gloomy and inferior after the test two years ago.

With a sigh of relief, Xiaobao slowly walked to the end of the crowd under the gaze of the audience, made contact with Yu Yan's smiling gaze, and then next to her, the little hand took the little hand that was as warm as jade, and clasped his five fingers.

"Cough..."In the ring, Wang Shichang, who was full of spring breeze on his face, stood up, coughed, and pulled the eyes back in the lobby.

"The test is over, let's hold the next one, those who fail the test have the right to send a challenge to the qualified companion, remember, there is only one chance!" Wang Shichang said with a smile.

Hearing this, there was a slight commotion in the lobby, and those who were almost qualified immediately turned their fiery eyes to the group of qualified companions.

And in the face of the provocative gaze on the opposite side, those outstanding disciples raised their heads in disdain, the ninth section and the tenth section are simply the gap between the two realms, if there is no accident, a person with the power of the nine-section writing is difficult to defeat the opponent of the power of the ten-stage writing head-on.

For this, those who are strong in the power of the Nine Sections of Writing are also very clear, but this is their last chance, whether they succeed or not, they have to try it desperately, in case they are lucky, maybe they don't have to be expelled from the family.

For a while, the atmosphere in the field was a little weird, and a series of fiery eyes swept past those qualified companions, and everyone was secretly choosing the best opponent to deal with, and persimmons had to be soft to pinch.

Looking at the pair of slightly fiery eyes, Xiaobao suddenly felt that his little hand was tightly held by the little hand that was as cool as jade, and his gaze was slightly slanted, just in time to meet Yu Yan's beautiful eyes.

"Brother Xiaobao, they seem to be beating your mind, don't be careless, if you are challenged and defeated, you will lose your qualification for the child birth exam, in other words, this is a challenge without choice, you must win." Wang Yuyan whispered.

When Xiaobao heard this, he blinked strangely, "Am I like a soft persimmon?" ”

"Brother Xiaobao's ability to dance seven paragraphs of writing in two years is indeed shocking, but it is precisely because of this shock that many people have an illusion that they don't want to believe in the bottom of their hearts, so they naturally regard Brother Xiaobao as the best challenger." Yu Yan chuckled softly.

Shrugged helplessly, Xiaobao patted the dust on his shirt and chuckled: "Because you don't want to believe it, do you choose to deceive yourself?" ”

Yu Yan smiled lightly and nodded slightly.

At this time, after a moment of calm in the field, someone finally couldn't help but stand up.

The sturdy young man, in full view of everyone, walked quickly to Xiaobao, bent down slightly, and said loudly: "Cousin Xiaobao, please!" ”

Although the young man seems respectful, when his eyes look at Xiaobao, there will always be a flash of doubt, and the hidden disdain on his face seems that he has not recovered from Xiaobao's previous name of waste wood.

Looking at the sturdy young man who took the lead in the challenge, the other unqualified clansmen suddenly sighed with some regret, looking at that appearance, it seemed that they were very envious of the first person to eat crabs.

Xiao Bao squinted his eyes slightly, and looked up and down at the young man in front of him, although he didn't fully know the clansmen in the family, but this young man, he had a deep memory.

If I am not mistaken, the young man's name is Wang Ke, he is a person in the line of the Great Elder, and he often follows behind Wang Ning on weekdays, like a dog.

The deepest memory is when Xiaobao was six years old, he raised a very cute little cricket Xiaoqiang, as a result, he was trampled to death by Wang Ke, and after stepping on Xiaoqiang, Wang Ke not only did not apologize, but also humiliated Xiaobao, scolding Xiaobao for being a plaything and a waste of life, and a scum of the family.

Slowly recalled some old things in the past, and the corners of Xiaobao's mouth raised a trace of hidden murderous arc without a trace.

Turning his head to meet Yu Yan's gaze, Xiaobao smiled slightly, nodded in the gaze of everyone, and laughed softly: "Okay, I accept!" ”

Seeing that Xiaobao agreed so simply, the corners of Wang Ke's eyes twitched twice involuntarily, and an inexplicable uneasiness quietly surged into his heart, and he swallowed saliva stiffly, Wang Ke suddenly regretted his recklessness.

Although I regretted it, I was already ready to send it at this time.

"Illusion, it's definitely an illusion, how can it be possible to improve the power of seven paragraphs of writing in two years, no one can do it at all, this guy must have used some trick to blind everyone! I don't believe that a waste who plays with crickets can really become a genius, and I will definitely be able to defeat him! After encouraging himself like a thief in his heart, Wang Ke smiled and said, "Then let me understand the strength of Xiaobao's cousin!" ”

Xiaobao smiled silently, stood up, walked to the Douji Hall in full view of everyone, and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Ke.

Looking at Xiaobao with a calm face, Wang Ke's uneasiness in his heart was much stronger, he laughed wryly, and slowly walked to the middle of the field with some stiff steps.

Looking at the two people in the field, everyone in the Fighting Skills Hall quickly moved their eyes over.

Watching the ring, Wang Shichang took the Jinpa handed over by the servant behind him, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and stared at the audience tightly, with a trace of imperceptible nervousness in his eyes.

To be honest, not only are those teenagers a little unbelievable about Xiaobao's achievements, but even Wang Shichang himself has a bit of an unreal trance in his heart, which can't blame him for not believing Xiaobao, after all, improving the power of seven paragraphs of writing in two years, this kind of speed can almost be described as demonic, this speed, even the genius girl Wang Yuyan, can't do it.

And it is precisely because Xiaobao has progressed so fast that everyone is a little unbelievable.

But whether you believe it or not, as long as Xiaobao fights with someone, his true strength will naturally be exposed, and at that time, everyone will be able to see Xiaobao's true level.

Beside Wang Shichang, the breathing of the four elders gradually accelerated, and the dry palms of their hands were clenched tightly on the armrests of the chairs of the golden silk nanmu, pinching out deep marks one by one, a pair of cloudy eyes, staring at the field in a complicated way, a sense of oppression of "the mountain rain is coming and the wind is full of buildings" gradually spread in the Douji Hall. (To be continued......)