Qi, the substance emitted by the whole body spirit, although invisible, but it follows like a shadow, once it appears, it is everywhere, it can become a killing move, can also become a sharp weapon to frustrate people!

The competition between these two people is not only a contest of the skills of both sides, but also a contest of momentum, spirit, and will, An Xiao wants to defeat this opponent psychologically, so as to force her to show her flaws, with flaws, God is no longer omnipotent, and then she can defeat this opponent in one fell swoop.

Therefore, An Xiao took out all his spirit, released his strongest belief, formed his own momentum, and tried to suppress Lu Xi.

An Xiao's idea is also Lu Xi's plan, she not only has to use her momentum to suppress An Xiao, but also suppress An Xiao in all aspects, a simple victory can't satisfy her, in the face of a precious opponent like An Xiao, she must take out twelve points of mental power and strength, and there can be no negligence, otherwise she will fall into a place of no return.

What is the most powerful blow to the enemy, defeat him, and defeat him in all aspects!

Jiang An could feel this invisible qi, because he was the host of the dragon demon and had an excellent perception of such ethereal things, while Luo Jia and An Ruo, although their strength was far superior to him, they might not be able to feel this strong momentum.

Faintly, the riverbank seemed to see a majestic and magnificent building, the golden glazed tiles sparkled in the sun, the vermilion courtyard wall was tall and thick, and the whole building was as atmospheric as the imperial palace.

At this time, Lu Xi is no longer the goddess who holds the pen and scatters ink, wearing a golden crown inlaid with gems and pearls on her head, wearing a gorgeous and noble golden robe, with a proud and cold expression, sitting on the dragon chair in front of the palace, at her feet, all the subordinates who bow their heads to worship, and look at it, the whole river and mountains have been bowed to Lu Xi's feet!

Jiang'an is like an invisible tourist, quietly looking at the scene in front of her, it is too shocking, this girl's momentum is so strong, facing the world with the posture of a king, which is enough to show her dedication to calligraphy, and the importance of this competition, must win the only crown!

Let's ask, as soon as the king comes out, who will compete?

Jiang An looked at Lu Xi on the dragon chair, his cold face was deep, he really looked like a queen, whether it was momentum or mind, this woman had achieved the extreme, and she would definitely have a place in the position of a famous Chinese calligrapher in the future, Jiang An was terrified!

Such an opponent makes people feel desperate.

An Xiao, what kind of strategy will she come up with to deal with the enemy? In the face of such a queen sitting on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, how can An Xiao attack?

As soon as the picture turned, the river bank saw a blue sky, clear and transparent, like a well-processed water glass, white clouds like newborn cotton, light and clean, blue sky and white clouds, like a scene in a painting, the beauty is so unreal, the golden sun, the blue sky, the pure white clouds, like a dream!

However, this qiē did not end, the riverbank stayed in the air, the soft clouds passed by, the line of sight turned down, the riverbank saw mountains, rivers, green trees, tender grass, and endless grasslands, deep and boundless oceans, the riverbank seemed to have experienced the change of years, day and night changed in front of his eyes, dark night, stars, blue sky, white clouds.

Is this the riverside stunned, is this An Xiao's strategy against the enemy, the alternation of day and night, does it represent the whole world, is that all?

Jiang An was a little incomprehensible, and looked at the surrounding Yi Qiqi seriously, he was like a creator who worked hard, observing the clouds scattered around him very carefully, the endless river at his feet, and the falling yellow leaves, the decaying dead grass, hurricanes, and blizzards, all the scenes passed in front of Jiang Bank's eyes.

But what does An Xiao want to express?

Jiang An frowned tightly, Lu Xi is the king who is above the world, An Xiao can't compete even if he has the whole world, is An Xiao no longer in a way, is this her last struggle, Jiang An bit his lip tightly, unwilling to believe it.

Suddenly, Jiang An's eyes lit up, looking at the thick trees at his feet, slowly aging, and after many days and nights, Jiang An instantly understood, An Xiao had found a strategy against the enemy, and she won this game!

The thing that An Xiao took out against the enemy is not heaven and earth, but life!

Although the king has the posture of overriding the heaven and the earth, when the time flies, the years pass, the king will also have a day of aging, when the blood is no longer surging, the spirit is no longer abundant, the king is just a mortal, and in the end can only sleep in the loess.

An Xiao stabilized his spirit, and did not collide head-on with Lu Xi, Lu Xi was like a sharp blade flying out of the scabbard, with unstoppable momentum and fierce attacks, slashing the sky and the earth, rushing into the nine skies, nothing can stop it, An Xiao wants to touch hard, the best result is only to die in both, unable to defeat the enemy, and even fall into Lu Xi's infinite killing array.

Lu Xi's attack was hard and powerful, An Xiao chose the smartest way - to overcome rigidity with softness, even if there is a strength tempered thousands of times, but it is like water around the fingers, this time, An Xiao finally won!

Jiang An showed a relaxed smile, this game is really exciting, obviously just writing a few lines of poetry on a blank piece of paper, but it gives people such a real and strong feeling, whether it is Lu Xi or An Xiao, they are both geniuses that are rare in a hundred years, this kind of duel is worthy of anyone.

"It's rare, it's rare-" The crisp and beautiful voice pulled Jiang An back to reality, Xia Wushuang stood aside, his eyes fixed on the two people in the room, and said that two were rare, although Jiang An didn't know what she thought, but this praise should not only be given to An Xiao, but also to Lu Xi.

As smart as her, she naturally saw the situation on the field, and the two of them had come to the end of their writing, and their expressions remained unchanged, calm, and their wrists shook slightly, and they put away the pen neatly, leaving a handsome poem.

I see the mountains from afar, and I hear the water silently up close.

The flowers are still in spring, and the birds are not surprised.

At the same time, Lu Xi also finished writing, her face was stained with a little sweat, her light hair was tightly attached to the forehead of this persistent and strong girl, put down the pen, Lu Xi showed a relaxed look, and exhaled a long breath, she has taken out her best state, no matter what the result is, she believes that she will gain a lot, this is the improvement of the realm, extremely rare! ――

The sea reaches the boundless sky as the shore, and the mountain climbs to the top of the peak.

There is only one poem, full of Lu Xi's ambition, she is willing to embark on a difficult journey, sing war songs, all the way up, this girl's willpower is admirable, not everyone has such a firm belief, compared to her talent and skills, this rare will is more precious.

Several students carefully exchanged the scrolls, and then respectfully handed them to the judges, although everyone did not understand calligraphy, but just looking at those fonts, there was a strong will to rush to the face, the pen is the heart.

Lu Xi and An Xiao sat quietly on their chairs, although they only wrote a few verses, but the physical consumption of the two of them was no less than that of a sports competition, and the consumption of spirit was even more hurtful.

Several judges looked at the two works carefully, several of them are well versed in calligraphy, and their eyes lit up when they saw their works, to be honest, such results have surpassed them, enough for them to admire, it is hard to believe, this is the work of two high school students.

Looking carefully at the two works, the more I look at them, the more frightened the judges are, whether in terms of penmanship or structure, the works of these two people are impeccable, they are all excellent works, and they will definitely be able to get excellent results when they are taken to participate in the competition.

An Xiao's Lishu is dignified and beautiful, the penmanship is smooth, and the font written is neat and beautiful; Lu Xi's writing is flamboyant, the structure is rigorous and deep, and both horizontal and vertical are full of self-belief, and he does have the demeanor of everyone.

"Well, the works of the two students are very outstanding, they can be said to have their own merits, since this competition is an exchange meeting between the two schools, it is better to meet friends with literature, it is better to put down the competition for rankings, after all, friendship first, competition second, what do you think!" The leading judge stood up and said with an embarrassed expression.

Several people present raised their eyebrows in unison, looking at these judges who couldn't give a clear judgment, although this result was enough to make Tianjiao excited, and being able to tie with Lishu Middle School was enough to show their strength.

However, bamboo has solar terms, and people have proud bones; Everyone present was not an ordinary person, and naturally they were unwilling to accept this peaceful result, Lu Xi opened his eyes, slowly walked to the judges, bowed slightly, and asked, "Excuse me, can you lend me An Xiao's work!" ”

Several judges looked at each other, and finally nodded, and spread the works of the two on the table, Lu Xi looked at his works, and then paid attention to An Xiao's works, and An Xiao didn't know when to stand up and look at the works of the two seriously.

No one on the field spoke, and all of them waited quietly for the two of them to move.

"This game-" Lu Xi propped her hands on the table, some messy green silk blocked her cheeks, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but she could see her faintly trembling body, as well as the back of her hand that turned white from too much force.

"I lost" Lu Xi said softly, her voice sounded extremely sad, this is not her first failure, but it is the saddest defeat for her, she has taken out all her strength, whether it is spirit, momentum has reached the peak, but the result is like this.

Lu Xi thought that he could defeat An Xiao, and then use the realm she helped him improve to go farther to the other side, this is a happy ending, stepping on the stepping stones on the road, and kept climbing to the top of the mountain, but seeing An Xiao's scroll, Lu Xi was like being struck by lightning, there was no gap between the two people's skills, and even better, after all, Lu Xi had seen more famous handwriting after years of hard practice, and his mastery of rhythm and penmanship was more accurate.

However, calligraphy not only pays attention to penmanship, but also the rhyme, the rhyme of the font, which is the soul of calligraphy, which can turn a scroll into a living body and give it life, which is the way of Mahayana.

Even if you have thousands of troops and horses, I have one person and one gun, I have mountains and rivers in my heart, Ling Ran is not afraid, this is courage, how to stop it!

Lu Xi felt that her eyes were a little moist, and those long-lost bitter liquids appeared in her body again, a substance that blocked blood was growing wildly in her body, oppressing her blood veins and eroding her internal organs, that kind of thing, it was called sadness.

"Lu Xi, can you give me your work?"