"If you have any ability, use it." Ding Jian said.

Li Yun raised his right arm with difficulty, there were fresh sword marks everywhere on his body, and the blood stains had not dried, he resisted the tricks of the master of the innate realm with one sword, and he had already hung up as someone else.

It's already a miracle that Li Yun didn't die, and the others are afraid that they won't even be able to withstand a move.

Ding Jian's face was solemn, although he had not used all his strength, but a second-rate master was still so tenacious, based on this alone, Wang Yuanbo was not unjustly defeated.

However, he also wanted to know what kind of means Li Yun had?!

"Rest assured, you won't be disappointed." Li Yun grinned.

With that, he flicked his wrist, and a majestic colorful talent radiated from his body.

"It's ......"

Li Yun's internal strength was golden yellow before, but now it has become seven colors, and the internal strength is condensed into water vapor, and the floating air shows sparkling color light under the refraction of sunlight.

"It's called rejuvenation."

Li Yun's cultivation is the book of "literature to carry the Tao", the so-called scholarly qi, literary qi, collectively known as talent, only those who have achieved great success in literature can exude talent.

After that, Li Yun wrote a poem with the pen of the Spring and Autumn Period: "The black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it, and the light of the armor opens to the sun." The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with swallow fat and night purple. Half a roll of red flags is in the water, and the frost is heavy and the cold is silent. repay the king's will on the golden platform, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king. ”

Poetry is successful, and talent awakens.

The power of poetry has turned into a domineering force, this poem comes from the poet Li He's "Yanmen Tai Shouxing", which writes the heroism of the soldiers who fight and go to death with a sword.

A hot-blooded man who defends his family and the country, in the face of thieves, is not afraid of everything, and only dies for the king, what a man's courage he is.

The power of this poem is injected into the Spring and Autumn pen, Li Yun is like a divine help, he stabs forward with love, just like a long rainbow through the sun.

When Ding Jian saw this, he also flinched, and he immediately raised his sword and rushed forward.

Boom!

The Ice Spirit Sword and the Spring and Autumn Pen collided, erupting into a powerful wave of qi.

Ding Jian only felt a sharp pain in his arm, and the effect brought by the power backlash made him not even have the strength to hold the sword.

The sword came out of his hand, and he himself almost flew upside down.

On the other hand, Li Yun was only shocked back seven or eight steps, but he was fine.

In between, the superior judgment is made.

"What a terrible power."

The terrifying power of this poem was mastered by everyone in the audience, and all of them couldn't close their mouths in shock.

"Is he really just a second-rate master?" Someone asked.

They are also second-rate masters, and they have a deep feeling, where is this the power that second-rate masters have, but the terrifying power that the innate realm is enough to release.

Even Li Hongjiao and the others couldn't understand that they had lived in the sect since they were children, and they had never heard of a second-rate master unleashing enough power to make an innate realm master fearful.

But the facts are in front of them, and they can't help but believe it.

"It turns out that the masters of the Innate Realm are nothing more than that." Li Yun snorted disdainfully.

"What did you say!"

"I said, if you want to take revenge or practice your skills and come back, it is impossible for you to beat me with your current strength."

This feeling is a little ironic when it comes out of Li Yun's mouth, this feeling A university professor was pointed at his nose by a primary school student and said, your education level is too low, why should you be a professor, get out of here.

However, Ding Jian couldn't refute it, he really lost the fight just now.

"Don't be too happy, we don't know who will win or lose." Ding Jian said angrily.

"I like people like you who can't win if you don't admit defeat, since you are so persistent, let you lose clearly."

Immediately, Li Yun was no longer verbose, but took out his pen again, and wrote in the void: "Zeguo Jiangshan enters the battle map, and the people have a plan to enjoy Qiaosu." Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither. ”

Especially in the end, "one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither" instantly elevates the killing intent of this poem to the extreme.

After writing, Li Yun did not stop there, and wrote down one after another:

"The battlefield of a hundred battles is shattered in iron clothes, and the south of the city has been encircled. The raid battalion shot and killed General Huyan, and led the remnants of the army to return with thousands of horses. ”

"When the moon eclipse breaks the enemy in the west, it is not too late for the melon to return. Chop the blood of the Yellow River and turn it into the water of the Yellow River, and the owl should hang the white magpie flag. ”

……

He wrote seven or eight poems in a row, each of which was a passionate war poem, and through Li Yun's hands, these poems were given new life.

Wen can rule the country, and Wu can kill the enemy.

All the poems converged on Li Yun's body, and he only felt that the power in his body was about to roar out, like a volcano gushing into the sky.

"This is what I really do, Shicheng! Chop!! ”

A large pen fell to the sky, bursting with incoherent power and booming with a loud bang.

Not to mention Ding Jian, even Qin Huaidao didn't dare to resist easily, who would have thought that this was just the strength of a second-rate master.

The scene rolled up dozens of meters of air waves, rolled up the dust in the sky, and when the dust dissipated, the scene was a mess, and all the big and small rings were burned.

Li Yun stood in the ruins, while Ding Jian fell on the sidelines in disarray, and this genius young man, known as the "Confucian Son", also looked embarrassed.

The scene was as silent as death, Ding Jian was defeated, and he lost the first day of the first martial arts exam?

"Lord Shangshu, it's time to announce the results."

The military department Shangshu was stunned for a while, obviously he didn't come back to his senses from the battle just now, when did the second-rate master become such a strength against the sky?

Subsequently, Li Xiaogong announced: "The martial champion of the first martial arts examination is...... Wang Xiaoer. ”

Yes, Wang Xiaoer, an unknown second-rate master, finally won the martial champion, almost subverting everyone's worldview.

People did not use despicable means, but won the champion with real skills, which can not be said to be not strong.

……

The first martial arts examination came to an end, Qin Huaidao returned to the palace to reinstate, and Li Xiaogong reported to the court according to the results of the list.

In just a few days, the champion of the imperial examination was born, and the martial champion of the martial arts was also born.

The second year of Zhenguan is destined to be an extraordinary year.

In the Taiji Palace, Li Shimin held the list of this year's imperial examination and martial arts examination, which recorded the results of the civil and military examinations.

When Li Shimin opened the list of martial arts results, he first browsed it and was suddenly attracted by a name.

"Wang Xiaoer!!"

Li Shimin said to himself: "Where did you hear this name?!" ”

After thinking for a moment, Li Shimin suddenly woke up, he opened the report card of the imperial examination, and found that the first place in the first place was also called Wang Xiaoer.

Then he handed the two lists to the ministers to see, and found that the name of the first place in civil and military affairs was the same.

"There is such a coincidence in the world, the first place in civil and military affairs is the same name!!"

Fang Xuanling said: "Your Majesty, maybe they are alone." ”

"What!!