Chapter 51: Worry

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The silence on the high platform was incomparable, the sandalwood was decreasing little by little, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

The corners of Zhou Shaoyang's face twitched slightly, and the fist hidden in his sleeve was clenched tightly, making a gratifying sound. The humiliation that Wei Qiao gave him had not yet passed, and he was facing Chu Han's challenge again!

The people in the audience stood up quietly, and even in the north, many people stepped out of the curtain and looked at the high platform.

Wei Qiao's chewing mouth gradually slowed down, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Chu Han tightly.

At this moment, it seemed that everyone had discovered that Chu Han was different.

In everyone's surprise, Chu Han slowly stood up. He looked up at Zhao Yuankui, seemed stunned for a moment, and walked over with the scroll.

The corners of Zhao Yuankui's face twitched slightly, and he could actually feel an inexplicable pressure from Chu Han.

Zhao Yuankui sat there and didn't move, took Chu Han's scroll with a cold gaze, handed it to Wu Fangyuan, and the two looked at it together.

At a glance, the two couldn't help but look up at Chu Han in surprise, and when they saw Chu Han standing there with a respectful expression, they hurriedly looked down at the scroll.

Wei Qiao gently put a melon seed into his mouth, and his left eyelid couldn't help jumping.

Zhou Shaoyang's fist clenched suddenly, and his face was gloomy for three points.

Lian Yi, who had just stepped down, was indignant, staring at the stage with cold eyes, he knew that he still had a chance to go up again, as long as Zhou Shaoyang was defeated and stepped down, he would have the opportunity to challenge Chu Han!

Zhao Yuankui and Wu Fangyuan looked very carefully, and the people below looked at each other.

At the moment when the sandalwood burned out, Zhao Yuankui finally raised his head, with a smile on his face that he had never seen before.

"Hahaha, Chu Han won, ...... won"

"Chu Han, worthy of being the first talent in Jinling......"

"Okay, drive the people of Wuzhou back......"

The audience immediately shouted one after another, as if Chu Han had won. The stage was still quiet, but the expressions of several people kept changing.

"Quick, quick, get the answer out......"

"We're going to see what Chu Han answers......"

"Hahaha, it must be countless times smarter than that surnamed Zhou......"

Wei Qiao looked to the north, and suddenly had a bad premonition, and had an urge to run away immediately.

"Coming, coming......"

"Be quiet, be quiet......"

"Heart, rhyme, affection: from the heart, into rhyme, is for love."

"Okay, it's really better than Zhou Shaoyang......"

"How can I be a talented man in Jinling who can be compared to that barbarian......"

'Heart, rhyme, affection: from the heart, into rhyme, is for love. ’

Wei Qiao chewed on this sentence lightly and nodded thoughtfully. Chu Han's heart and affection seem to be a level higher than Zhou Shaoyang's realm theory.

"Look, Zhou Shaoyang has stepped down......"

"Haha, sure enough, when I stepped down, I knew ......"

"Go back to ...... people from the five states"

Zhou Shaoyang clenched his fists, his eyes breathed fire, his chest was still undulating with great strength, he filled his chest with anger, and walked off the high platform step by step. Looking at Lian Yuan, who was sitting there with an expressionless face, he snorted coldly and swallowed back the anger in his throat.

Lian Yu also snorted smugly, no matter when, they are opponents.

Zhao Yuankui held the scroll in his hand and smiled with satisfaction. He consciously completed a big thing, and Chu Han was destined to soar into the sky.

Zhao Yuankui looked at the surging and swaying heads below, smiled at Chu Han and said, "According to the rules, you can challenge one person, poetry couplet, chess, piano, calligraphy and painting." ”

Chu Han's expression was extremely excited, although he knew that this was not the last moment of victory, he couldn't help but feel agitated, and his eyes eagerly searched below.

After a long time, he was a little disappointed that he didn't find a beautiful woman, but then his face was solemn, he took a deep breath, and shouted loudly below: "Wei Qiao! ”

The voice was loud and instantly reverberate.

"Wei Qiao!"

"It's Wei Qiao again!"

Zhao Yuankui's face was stunned, and he subconsciously glanced at Chu Han, and then looked at Lian Yu and Zhou Shaoyang, who were also a little surprised. His brows furrowed, and his face remained unswerving.

"Who is this Weiqiao, who actually made the three talented people of Jinling challenge the same person......

Wu Fangyuan was also quite puzzled, frowning, and after thinking for a long time, he didn't remember which Wei Qiao was. But he didn't know that his name had entered the arms of people.

Wei Qiao looked at Chu Han on the high platform, and exhaled softly in his heart, he should come after all. smiled, and said to Fu Yang, who was still embarrassed: "Yunya, who was that woman just now?" I look at her heroic spirit, is she a female general? ”

When Fu Yang heard this, his face was a little embarrassed, but he added a sense of admiration, and said in a deep voice: "Teacher, you see it right, Sister Ning is indeed a female general who has fought with the Huns!" ”

Wei Qiao let out a soft 'oh' and looked at the high platform again. He is not a pervert, nor did he fall in love at first sight, just to relieve Fu Yang's embarrassment and the tension in his heart, he just asked casually.

Fu Yang saw that Wei Qiao just said 'oh', so he turned his head, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, he still had a lot of things to say about 'Sister Ning'.

When the people below heard that the person Chu Han challenged was also 'Wei Qiao', they couldn't help but be stunned. In the history of Buddhism, it is the first time that the top three have challenged one person one after another!

However, this aroused the enthusiasm of the crowd even more, and they immediately loudly spread 'Wei Qiao' to all around, looking forward to 'Wei Qiao going to the toilet again', and looking forward to a real earth-shattering fight to the death on the stage!

"Wei Qiao, Wei Qiao......"

"Wei Qiao, Wei Qiao......"

"Wei Qiao, Wei Qiao......"

The voice was louder than ever, and everyone searched around with burning eyes, shouting loudly. Regardless of whether Wei Qiao came to power or not, today is a thing that is enough to remember history.

"Wei Qiao, Wei Qiao......"

"Wei Qiao, Wei Qiao......"

"Wei Qiao, Wei Qiao......"

As the sound rippled around, many people began to look eager.

For the first time, the old man's expression in the north curtain changed slightly, and his body slowly leaned upward, his eyes slightly condensed, exuding an incomprehensible essence.

Qin Yun was calm on his face, but he smiled bitterly in his heart, if he let Wei Qiao know what he had just done, he wouldn't dare to think about the consequences......

Yiyun also turned to the high platform and gently pursed her lips.

Master Yinkong's eyes were cloudy, but his wisdom flashed, holding a Buddhist bead with a gentle and kind smile on his face.

The 'Miss Ning' sat next to the two of them, with a cold face, holding a book on her lap, and looking at it with a sideways expression. The body is cold, the expression is indifferent, fresh and elegant, like a fairy who has fallen into the dust, delicate and spotless.

"Wei Qiao, Wei Qiao......"

Listening to the surging sound, Wei Qiao smiled and clapped his palms, but he was not in a hurry to get up.

"Young master......" Suddenly, the little girl gently tugged at Wei Qiao's sleeve and said in a low voice.

Wei Qiao was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at her suspiciously.

The little girl looked behind him timidly with a small face, and pointed with her little finger.

Wei Qiao frowned slightly, and turned his head to look behind him.

Chu Yu, and the fat man who had been beaten by Fu Yang, the two of them stood quietly behind Wei Qiao with a group of people. He didn't say anything, he just stood there silently, his eyes looking at the high platform, his expression extremely focused, as if he had come to see the Buddha.