The three of them, with the secret support and cultivation of their respective elders, are young, not only cultivating to achieve the great consummation of the god realm, but also quietly writing excellent works.

You know, how many people have been poor all their lives, and they can't even write high-quality products, so don't talk about it.

But Song Ren is different, he does not have a single liufang work under his command, only three Baishiwen, and one high-quality text that is being updated.

There are only three humanoid gods, two gods, and one god that dissipated to help Nanhuangtong, but it has also been left behind.

The audience was silent, watching Song Ren suddenly appear black outside the scarlet talent light after reaching nine inches.

And when it grew to nine inches and three again, it stopped, making the black a little deeper.

Red with black, black with saffron.

For Tianyi, who is familiar with the role of this Qi Shuttle, of course he knows what the black light represents.

"Saint Humanities Writer!"

Tianyi Ancestor looked at Song Ren's young face in disbelief and muttered to himself.

This murmur made the faces of many elders around him change, and the patriarch Tianxuan looked at this young man in disbelief.

How is this possible?

He looks like he is only in his twenties, how can he write about saints, this time, in addition to the saints of Tianyi Ancestor, the last time a saint was born was nineteen years ago, don't you say that this kid started writing saints at the age of three or four?

At that time, whether I could sense the heaven and earth network was still two words.

Pull the calf.

How difficult it is for the saint to be human, not long ago, the saint writer Nanhuangtong of the chaotic sea of gods, finally condensed out with the humanoid gods, although it was the perverted author who helped, in the end it was still a liufang, and he didn't even reach it for a hundred lifetimes.

And Tianyi Ancestor condensed the humanoid gods by himself and opened up the secret realm, and only then did he reach the saint and the humanities.

Xiao Changen and Jiang Pu in the lower corner heard the words of the Heavenly Family Ancestor, and looked at each other with shocked faces.

Xuanyi, this girl, what kind of monster did you send over?

Song Ren didn't pay attention to it anymore, but completely wrote down the words 'Tao is the name, Fang is the beginning of the realm', just ten words more than Huang Yiyi, who ranked third in terms of word count.

He didn't ask for anything else, he just wanted to be the third, go up to the third floor, get something, and go back.

As for pretending to be high-profile, it is not his usual style.

Stopped, looking at the staring eyes of everyone at him, as well as the black light on his head, Song Ren shrugged his shoulders at several people.

It looks like we'll have to explain it again later.

Although Tian Wushuang and the others didn't know what this black rush represented, Song Ren's talent at this moment was very high, nine inches and three, which was far more than their five inches and six, which was obvious to all.

All of a sudden, you look at me, I look at you.

In the same age, how can there be so many people who are more talented than them, and what has become of so many years of quiet lurking and obscene development?

Jokes?

"It's fun, it's fun, I want to play, I want to shine," Xiao Xi clapped his hands excitedly when he saw the light on his father's head soaring into the sky, and then took advantage of Su Youwei's inattention, who was full of Song Ren's back, and suddenly broke free and jumped into the fence of the square, giggling and running towards Song Ren.

There were originally guards around the venue to maintain order, but at this moment, everyone's eyes were all on Song Ren, and they were only shocked.

Waiting for Su Youwei to react, Xiaoxi had already run in.

"Xiaoxi, come back quickly!" Su You was slightly startled, and hurriedly turned over and went to chase Xiaoxi.

The dramatic scene was seen by many people.

What a lovely child!

Wow, what a pretty fairy!

Su Youwei is very beautiful, especially in front of the eyes of more than 100,000 people, and the crowd of people who entered the venue with only four people amazed her appearance.

Su Youwei hugged Xiao Xi who was running towards Song Ren, his face was slightly red, and he looked apologetic, Song Ren heard Xiao Xi's voice, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Xiao Xi, who was already a hundred meters away from him, and quickly waved her hand to let her leave.

Xiao Xi is a dragon girl, this is a mysterious Cangshen clan, except for the Tianyi Ancestor who appeared, God knows if there are other strong people secretly watching today's competition.

Su Youwei hugged her lips and pouted, and she was about to withdraw quickly, and suddenly, on Su Youwei's body, a layer of gold lit up.

As soon as Song Ren looked up, he saw the range covered by Jin Suo, which happened to be on them.

The golden mangs grew rapidly, breaking through to five inches in the blink of an eye, and the purple light was shining and still growing.

Seeing this, Su Youwei hurriedly hugged Xiaoxi and stepped back, out of the range of Jinshuo, the light disappeared instantly, and then smiled apologetically, and walked outside the field with Xiaoxi in his arms.

Tian Wushuang and the others twitched their faces one by one, and they didn't know why, but their hearts suddenly hurt.

Are the three of them really the famous writers who have been hiding in the secret and working silently?

After the golden shuttle in the sky shone a few times, it trembled, and the energy was finished, and the light on several people disappeared.

But everyone's eyes looked at Song Ren, and then at the fairy Su Youwei hiding in the marginal crowd.

Are you here to slap me in the face?

"Who is she?" Tianyi Ancestor looked at Su Youwei.

The patriarch Tianxuan was also very aggrieved in his heart, but he really didn't know, he only knew that Xuanyi was going to send her disciples to participate this year, it was the young man named Song Yu on the field, but he didn't know about this woman.

"Ancestor, wait a minute, I'll ask!" Tianhui hurriedly beckoned, and a henchman came over, whispered a few words in his ear and left.

On the field, it was extremely embarrassing for a while, but Tianyi Ancestor spoke up at this moment: "You are all very good, it's true, go on!" But his eyes stayed on Song Ren.

In the past few years, Xuanmai has quietly produced a good seedling.

Hearing the words of Tianyi Ancestor, the three of Tian Wushuang looked ugly and unspeakably sad.

Do you still need to fucking compare, you are a musician, how can you be so tall, high and scary, it shouldn't be cheating?

But at this moment, the ancestor had orders, and they were almost rested, so they hurriedly continued to copy.

Maybe talent is just a representative thing, and copying him may not be good, the three of them all thought so and continued to copy.

Song Ren kept looking at Huang Yiyi behind her, as soon as she surpassed her own words, he would immediately write ten more words and occupy the third place, anyway, the rewards for the top three were the same.

Huang Yiyi, who was in the yellow area, gritted her teeth, and finally surpassed Song Ren with difficulty, just breathed a sigh of relief, blinked twice, and suddenly there were ten more words.

After four or five times in a row, she was out of breath, tired, dizzy and shook her head, and her heart suddenly felt cold.

Ten more words.

No, what do you mean?

A big man, do you bully me in the face?

Huang Yiyi's eyes suddenly moistened, and she stopped writing directly.

After waiting for a while, I saw that Song Ren didn't write.

I couldn't hold back the tears anymore, and I didn't fight for it.

Don't play anymore!

Just turn around and leave.