The whole square was as silent as death, and everyone was stunned as they looked at the water tune song head that the font couldn't bear to look at directly.

This poem does not need to be judged at all, and it has already pierced everyone's eyes.

The scholar who was sneering at Ye Senluo just now had a hot pain in his face at the moment, and he didn't dare to look at Ye Senluo's eyes.

Ouyang Li's face was even more ruin, and there were bloodshots left at the corners of his mouth.

As for Liang Ming and Qi Feng, their faces were even more blue and white.

Although Mu Qing can't understand the poems, the person's expression knows what Ye Senluo is doing, and he is majestic and high-spirited at the moment, Mu Qing is a person with strong principles, and he has always had revenge on the spot.

So, he looked at the scholars around him and sneered: "Tsk, aren't your predecessors in the literary world very powerful? Look at my master, as soon as you come up, all of them will be killed in seconds!"

The scholars didn't fryer this time, after all, this poem is really good.

Suddenly, a scholar sneered: "It's copied, this character is so poorly written, I don't believe that I can make this kind of word!"

But there are relatively few scholars who are attached to him, after all, this kind of word, once it is born, will definitely be world-famous, how can it be copied?

Mu Qing said, "If you have the ability, you can also copy a song?"

The scholar snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"Look at it, what kind of attitude is this!" Mu Qing said, "Young people nowadays are too impetuous!"

In the ring, Ouyang Li had calmed down, he took a deep look at Ye Senluo, and then said: "I am indeed inferior to you in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but there are three rounds of Wendou, and it is not certain who loses and who wins!"

Ye Senluo smiled lightly: "Sure I won!" New Bayi Chinese Network debuted

At this time, there are not many people who taunt Ye Senluo anymore, and the word "water tune song head" is tantamount to a depth charge, and the power is too terrifying.

Bai Xuan said with a smile: "I didn't expect Ye Senluo Xiaoyou to hide it deeply, this next fight is interesting!"

As he spoke, he took out another bamboo stick, on which was written, the poem of the couple's thoughts.

"This topic is a bit difficult, and you can only write poems, not lyrics, Ye Senluo estimates that he is a little more powerful, but not poetry, after all, how old is he? How can he be full of poetry!" said a scholar.

"In this round, Mr. Ouyang can definitely win!"

The scholars were discussing, but between the words, Ye Senluo had already placed them at the same level as Ouyang Li.

Ouyang Li naturally heard the discussion below, his face turned pale, he took a deep breath, and said to Ye Senluo, "You invite first!"

This time, Ouyang Li wants to write poems against Ye Senluo's poems, with his own strength, if he publishes poems against Ye Senluo, he will definitely be able to defeat Ye Senluo, unless Ye Senluo can write poems of the same height just now! New 81 Chinese Network is updated the fastest Computer:/

But is it possible?

Ye Senluo naturally understood Ouyang Li's intentions, but he didn't break it, the corners of his mouth outlined a playful smile, and he suddenly picked up his pen and began to write.

In just thirty seconds, Ye Senluo had already written.

Everyone looked over and saw a twisted quatrain on the white paper.

Looking at the distant mountains and waters, how many people have seen in the past?

The pot is empty and afraid of drinking a glass of wine, and it is difficult to write and rhyme.

Tulu Yang people have been separated for a long time, and the news has been sent back late.

The lonely lamp night watch is lonely, and the husband remembers his wife and father and son.

"Well, this is a poem about missing his wife, and it's also a rhyme, but ...... I don't think it's that good!" said a scholar.

"Obviously, Yesenro is not good at the level of poetry!" someone said.

"If you want to say that the poetry is complete, you still have to look at Mr. Ouyang. ”

After Ye Senluo's poem came out, Qi Feng and Liang Ming were already laughing, and they were confident that they would write better poems.

Not only them, Ouyang Li also smiled, he looked at Ye Senluo, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, I thought that your kid was really full of poetry, now look at it, it's just a little more powerful in words!

But can words be compared to poetry?

Words are just poems.

Ouyang Li glanced at Ye Senluo's poem again, and was about to start writing a poem, but as soon as he put pen to paper, he suddenly shook his whole body, and then stared at Ye Senluo's poem.

His face turned pale in an instant!

Ouyang Li's different color had obviously attracted the attention of the readers below, and they were puzzled at the moment.

"Mr. Ouyang, what's wrong? Why don't you write it?"

"Old Mr. Ouyang has been staring at Ye Senluo's poem, is there something wrong with that poem?"

Liang Ming and Qi Feng, who were still writing hard, were also stunned by Ouyang Li's movements, and immediately stopped writing to carefully observe Ye Senluo's poems.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, I was shocked when I saw the two of them.

The performance of the three of them puzzled everyone, until Ouyang Li let out a long sigh and suddenly walked out of the ring with a lonely expression!

Then Qi Feng Liang Ming glanced at Ye Senluo with a complicated expression, and also chose to leave!

"This ...... What's the matter? Why did Mr. Ouyang abstain?"

"Qi Feng and Liang Ming also abstained!

In the ring, Bai Xuan looked at Ye Senluo's poem and studied it for a long time, and suddenly said, "This poem...... You try to read it backwards. ”

A scholar subconsciously read the poem upside down: "

The son remembers his father, his wife, and his husband, and the lonely vigil lamp is lonely.

There is no news of the late return to send geese, and I have been away from Renyang for a long time.

Poetry and rhyme are difficult to write, and the wine glass is afraid of an empty pot.

Confidants have seen a few exchanges, and the water is dry across the mountains!

This is...... Father's poems?

In other words, this poem is read as thinking of his wife, and backwards as thinking of his father!

It's nothing short of amazing!

At this moment, all the readers were shocked, and when they looked at Ye Senluo again, their eyes were blazing!

"The Wisdom of Little Friends...... Amazing!" Bai Xuan commented, "In the future, you will be the holy hand of poetry!"

"Don't dare to be. Ye Senluo was humble and left.

", boss, awesome!" Mu Qing, who was illiterate, didn't know what was going on. At the moment, he hugged Ye Senluo and shouted around, "My master, this is my master!"

Mu Ying looked at Ye Senluo, who was turning the tide, and a strange emotion spread in her heart.

She already worships heroes, and now Ye Senluo is undoubtedly a big hero!

The atmosphere was very warm, and the readers looked at Ye Senluo with blazing expressions!

It's so exciting!

And because it is still live at the moment, Ye Senluo not only caused a shock in Luoxian Valley, it can be said that after this day, when the entire continent talks about poetry, Ye Senluo cannot be bypassed!

"Boy, you can!" Mu Xiong gave a thumbs up to Ye Senluo.

Ye Senluo smiled: "You also come on." ”

Mu Xiong slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then got up and stepped into the ring.

After the cultural fight, it is the martial fight!

In the past fifty years of the Chu State, the martial arts have never won once, and this year is the first time that Mu Xiong has appeared in the Three Kingdoms Competition, and he must wash away the shame for the Chu State!

The martial arts fight is also a draw, one person has a bye, and the other two start fighting directly!

Mu Xiong did not have a bye, and in the first round, he faced a strong man in Qi State, who was also at the peak of level 59 and had a spiritual-level physique.

Ye Senluo knew the result at a glance, the two of them were actually not much different in terms of supernatural powers and exercises, so what they looked at was combat experience, and it was obvious that Mu Xiong's combat experience was higher.

Half an hour later, Muxiong won!

The next day, Mu Xiong continued to fight with the bye player and defeated his opponent again!

At this moment, the state of Chu was boiling!

"Among the Three Kingdoms, although the national strength is about the same, in fact, the national strength of the Chu State is still the weakest, I didn't expect this time to win a big victory!"

"Within ten years, the resources of the Chu State will be the most!"

After the competition, the countries are ready to be rebuilt!

After Bai Xuan, the valley lord of Luoxian Valley, finished arranging the relevant matters, he returned to his room to prepare for rest.

Suddenly, the door was slowly pushed open, and an old man with a withered face walked in.

"Uncle Ming, why did you come out?" When Bai Xuan saw the old man, he was stunned for a moment, no wonder Bai Xuan was so stunned, because Bai Ming is a tomb keeper, and it stands to reason that as a tomb keeper, he can't come out, even if the Falling Immortal Valley is going to be destroyed, he has to stay in the tomb!

The old man didn't answer Bai Xuan's question, he just asked lightly, "How much do you know about that young scholar named Ye Senluo?"

Bai Xuan frowned, not understanding what the old man in front of him meant, but he still replied: "I don't know much either, but this son's poetry is amazing!"

The old man said calmly: "Is it just a poet? But the luck of the Great Yuan Kingdom, which has been extinct for 10,000 years, has been revived because of him!"

"What?!" Bai Xuan's expression shook.

The old man asked, "Don't you think he is a little similar to the statue at Taniguchi?"

Bai Xuan took a deep breath to force himself to calm down, and he frowned, "But...... He's just a scholar, and he doesn't have any cultivation on him!"

"Even if he doesn't have any cultivation on him, judging from the luck situation, it is very likely that he is the one we are waiting for!"

Bai Xuan was a little irritated and said, "So what?"

The old man took a deep look at Bai Xuan and said, "If he really is, then ...... According to the ancestral teachings, we must embrace him as the emperor and rebuild the Great Yuan!"

Bai Xuan was a little excited and said: "Why do you want to support him as the emperor? Why can our Bai family only be subordinates? Zu Xun? It's ridiculous! Our Bai family has been guarding the spirit of Mu Yuan for generations, not fighting or grabbing, in the past 10,000 years, our Bai family has given birth to hundreds of peak quasi-immortals, but because none of the ancestors have gone out to compete for the continent, and none of them have competed for the origin of the Immortal Dao, and now, there are only two of us quasi-immortals left in the Falling Immortal Valley! I am unwilling!"

Bai Ming said indifferently: "It's useless to be unwilling, this is the ancestral training!"

Bai Ming gritted his teeth with red eyes and said: "Then I will break this ancestral precept, why should we be slaves to others!"

The old man suddenly asked, "Do you want to build your own country, claim yourself the emperor, and even take away the origin of the immortal path that is about to appear, and become an immortal?"

"Uncle Ming, it doesn't matter who calls the emperor, but that person must be a member of the Bai family!" At this moment, Bai Xuan did not hide his ambition at all, he said, "I will not be the same as my ancestors, I want to compete for the origin of the Immortal Dao, I want to become an immortal, and then before ascending, unify the continent, and my Bai family will be the master of the world! Since you said that Ye Senluo may be that person, then I will kill him!"

The old man left the room calmly without saying a word.

It's just that when he walked out of the room, he opened his mouth and said, "If you dare to touch him, then I will kill you! The Bai family only needs to be that person's minion!"