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“…… In this game, Wang Taishan won. ”

As soon as Yu Mengyue's words came out, Zhang Xiaotian shook his head and smiled bitterly, but there was nothing unwilling, others were indeed better than themselves, and they were still original.

And Wang Taishan straightened his chest, squinted at Zhang Xiaotian, and snorted coldly: "Boy, you are just a martial artist, and I have taken advantage of you in Wenbi." Okay, I'll give you two more chances, let's compare poetry and calligraphy, two wins in three games, how about it? ”

This Wang Taishan's personality is indeed very rubbish, if he sees a good thing at the moment, he will accept it, and say a few words of "hello, I am good", others will think that this person is not only talented but also generous, and he is not arrogant.

But now he is not relenting, and he has to let Zhang Xiaotian continue to compete with him, on the surface, it seems to give the other party a chance to win, but in fact, those who know him know that he Wang Taishan just wants to make people ugly.

Suddenly, the goodwill that had just been established was smashed by him with his own hands.

Needless to say, those literati in the field still have at least some hatred and hatred for Wang Taishan, just looking at Yu Mengyue and the young musicians around him, the respect and admiration in his original eyes disappeared at once, and they were all replaced with contempt and disdain.

You also said that people are martial artists, and you still don't give up on competing with others to compare poetry and books, and you also give people a chance in the name of it, which is really shameless.

In fact, in the eyes of these girls, Zhang Xiaotian is actually not ashamed, and some people don't even think that he has lost.

This is also the reason why Wang Taishan insists on continuing to compete.

He felt that he was provocative, and even overdrew his potential for victory, although he didn't feel a loss, but he didn't really suppress this Zhang Xiaotian, which made him feel a little difficult to let go of in his heart, with his character, how could he let this potential threat retreat calmly.

No, I must continue to suppress him, defeat him, and let Mengyue understand that this kid is not as good as me except for his skin, I don't believe it, his poetry and calligraphy can be as strong as music.

Wang Taishan's personality is indeed too tough, this kind of person can either be brave and diligent, or break the blood.

Zhang Xiaotian kept looking at Wang Taishan, with a pity in his eyes, if this person can practice martial arts, maybe he can make great progress in music and rhythm martial arts. This type of martial art is niche, but it is extremely powerful.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaotian didn't answer, Wang Taishan suddenly became more and more arrogant, looked at him with slanted eyes and said, "You can also admit defeat, but in the future, your Excellency should not come again." ”

Yu Mengyue suddenly raised her eyebrows.

Zhang Xiaotian only felt that today was really a disaster, if he still couldn't understand that this Wang Taishan was interested in Miss Mengyue, he would be a fool, but the problem is, he and Mengyue are nothing? How can this guy target himself?

He didn't expect that because of a few coughs when he got out of the car, Yu Mengyue patted him on the back a few times out of guilt, which caused this Wang Taishan to react like this.

Wang Taishan's attitude is arrogant, Zhang Xiaotian originally felt that it was okay to admit defeat, after all, this person did have some ability, but now he didn't think so, if he retreated, not only Yu Mengyue would lose face, but also his heart would probably leave a flaw.

Martial arts practice is a way, pay attention to courage and forward, if you don't advance, you will retreat, although it is Wenbi, but the impact on the soul is the same.

Besides, if it's compared to anything else, it's just poetry, but poetry...... Hehe, Zhang Xiaotian sneered in his heart.

The people in the pavilion gathered around and watched Zhang Xiaotian and Wang Taishan standing in front of the two stone tables, the three stone tables with more than three widths were spread with paper, and the pen and ink were also prepared.

Wang Taishan tilted his head and looked at the tall figure beside him, and secretly "bah" in his heart, and mentioned the brush in his hand, like a swimming dragon, flowing through the clouds.

Looking at the lively literati around, I saw Wang Taishan dipping the brush with ink, pressing the edge of the paper with his left hand, writing on the paper, the action is light, the penmanship is skillful, the pen walks the dragon and snake, such as flowing clouds and water, swaying freely. In the end, when the pen was closed, he paused lightly, and suddenly took the pen back, it was really a dragon flying and phoenix dancing, all in one go!

This action, the pen is fast, the pen is powerful, and the gesture is strong and free, so that the onlookers applaud again and again.

At this time, there was also a cheer from the crowd of onlookers on the other side.

The complacency on Wang Taishan's face just emerged and froze, what do you mean, someone on my side applauds, and you will come to respond.

Is this deliberately against me?

Or do you guys have no discipline and want to shoot this martial artist's ass?

Wang Taishan's heart was angry and sour, he only felt that all living beings in this vast area were filthy, and only he was independent and dared to compete with the power of the world.

Of course, this is just his own imagination.

said that Zhang Xiaotian's side, when Wang Taishan lifted the pen and started it, he also put down the pen at the same time.

Although he has not written calligraphy for a long time, but his control over the body has increased greatly after practicing martial arts, and the memory of using the pen to exert force in his previous life is still there.

Zhang Xiaotian's stone table was also surrounded by many people, not that Wang Taishan wanted to please the sycophants, but just curious.

They wanted to know what kind of words a martial artist who spent his whole day cultivating could write.

To be honest, most of them are not optimistic about Zhang Xiaotian in their hearts, this person can spend his spare time practicing pipa is already precious, where is there more time to practice poetry and calligraphy!

But when Zhang Xiaotian put pen to paper, they were all in unison, and as soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was one.

Then they stretched their necks to look at the paper, and saw that the ink was dangerous, changeable, effective, and upright.

One stroke down, the view is like a loose horse flying into the air and leaving the dust; It is like a dragon flying in the sky, flowing and moving, coming from nothingness and returning to the void.

The momentum and intent of this blade alone were already very breathtaking to them, and what surprised them even more was the font written by this warrior, which was a font they had never seen before.

I saw Zhang Xiaotian's words, square and dense, the strokes were horizontal and vertical, the pen was strong and round, and the momentum was solemn and majestic.

When everyone looked at it, they only felt dignified and masculine, calm and majestic.

If only that's it.

However, this Xiaotian's font is male and soft, and it contains grace and beauty in the broad and bold, perfectly integrating these two contradictory attitudes.

Zhang Xiaotian loved Yan Ti in his previous life, but after the age of 20, he felt that it was too square and rigid, so he tried to add the rhyme of willow body to it, with "Yan Ti" as the muscle and "Liu Ti" as the bone, and the subsequent font had a sense of "its vigorous and dangerous shape, bright and beautiful".

This unique font was presented for the first time in front of the literati of this world, and it immediately aroused a lot of applause.

On the side, Wang Taishan looked over unconvinced.

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