The white-haired elder also felt that this mistake was too much, and even the freshmen of the Holy Heaven Academy were negligent.

So the white-haired elder bowed his hand slightly towards Lin Yu and said, "I'm really sorry, it's really that the poems of the fifty-eighth prince are too amazing, and the old man was shocked at this time, resulting in the negligence of this son, and the old man will judge." ”

The white-haired elder said a few polite words, and then walked to the front of the stage where Lin Yu was.

With a smile on his face, he stretched out his right hand to grab the scroll of poems towards Lin Yu, and when he was about to lift it, he found that the scroll did not move at all.

"Not bad!"

The white-haired elder gave another polite compliment.

However, this is normal, if the disciples admitted by the Holy Heaven Academy made a scroll of poems, he could lift it with one hand, it would be too much to say.

So the white-haired elder stretched out two hands, and he should be able to lift them up now......

Because not everyone is Qin Yuheng, the fifty-eighth prince of Great Qin, Qin Yuheng has a royal background, and he has a lot of talent and resources to support him.

And the other children who are not the children of the royal family and the Holy Mansion, what do they compare with Qin Yuheng?

Li Zhen was shocked when he saw that Lin Yu's poetry scroll also needed to be judged by the white-haired elder's two hands.

"People who can be admitted to the academy really have some skills...... Isn't it, Senior Brother!" Li Zhen looked at Qin Tianci and said.

Qin Tianci looked at Li Zhen with a calm expression and said softly, "Isn't it a little skillful...... It's a great ability. ”

"Really?"

Li Zhen smiled.

If Lin Yu, a person from a small imperial country, could make a poem scroll that was shoulder to shoulder with Qin Tianci, he would take off his head and give it to Qin Tianci as a ball.

Among the freshmen of this year's academy, people like Qin Yuheng are definitely the core, and they will not have anything to do with Lin Yu.

Qin Yuheng was a little surprised when he saw that the white-haired elder did not mention Lin Yu's poem scroll with one hand.

I'm a little bit of a skill.

But if the elder puts his hands together, this judgment will be over, and there will be no suspense that he will win the first place.

However, when the white-haired elder put his two hands together, the lifting force of five or six hundred catties could not shake the poem scroll in the slightest.

"What's going on?"

The white-haired elder was stunned at that time, and he couldn't shake it with either hand?

In other words, Lin Yu's poem volume, to say the least, is also a talent empowerment.

At this moment, not only was the white-haired elder stunned and incredible, but even the freshmen of the other Holy Heaven Academy couldn't help but be stunned.

Where did this dark horse come out? It doesn't seem to be a child of the Holy Mansion and the royal family.

When Qin Yuheng saw this scene, his fists clenched suddenly, and his eyelids jumped wildly.

He was amazed to the extreme.

A small dynasty, even if it is a child of the royal family, it is impossible to compare with him, the prince of Great Qin.

But now...... Lin Yu's poem scroll is very weighty for a discerning person at a glance.

The elders on the judging table also cast curious glances, they were actually not optimistic about Lin Yu.

A person who can be ignored by the white-haired elder is not outstanding, but now he is such an unremarkable person, and the poems he wrote silently made the white-haired elder's two hands unshakable.

"Why doesn't the elder judge, the student also wants to know, is this poem good or not......" Lin Yu had a thirsty expression for knowledge.

“......”

The white-haired elder's face turned red, and this poem was obviously not the first time it had been published.

And when it came out before, the vision that happened, didn't you Lin Yu know?

It's just mocking him.

"Very good! There is a chance to win the second ...... of Wendou"

The white-haired elder decided to do his best, saying that he would also frustrate Lin Yu's sharpness, anyway, the poetry of talent empowerment belonged to Qin Yuheng at the top.

The distance is only one foot away from the door.

Therefore, Lin Yu's poem, no matter how against the sky, it is impossible to reach the sky, and because of Lin Yu's experience, it is definitely inferior to Qin Yuheng.

Therefore, the white-haired elder never thought that Qin Yuheng would lose to Lin Yu.

And Lin Yu can be evaluated by him, and he has the opportunity to win the second place in Wendou, which is already his very high evaluation......

The white-haired elder began to appear on his arms, and this was the poem that was ready to use cultivation to judge Lin Yu.

Lin Yu was very low-key from beginning to end, and only said one sentence, because in the grade of poetry, he had no opponent.

There were so many great Qin Tianjiao, but he couldn't find anyone who made talented poems, Lin Yu felt lonely like snow.

However, when the white-haired elder used his own cultivation to mention it, his whole face changed suddenly.

He had already used the same power as judging Qin Yuheng's poems, but ...... The scroll of poetry in front of Lin Yu was still untouched.

"What happened?"

"Like, it seems that the elder of the book still can't lift it, oh my God...... Can he still write brilliant poetry?"

"What ......"

The Tianjiao who participated in the civil and military fighting activities were frightened at that time.

It seems that this young man's methods are very unusual......

The white-haired elder looked up at Lin Yu and asked in a low voice, "This poem ...... What grade?"

Lin Yu said: "It should be talented!"

The white-haired elder's face turned ugly, and then he strengthened his strength again, but the scene that made him feel terrifying appeared again.

The scroll of poetry remained untouched.

His body trembled slightly, and he looked at Lin Yu with an incredulous expression, he knew...... Lin Yu is an honest child.

Because Lin Yu didn't lie to him, it was really a talented and visionary poem,

Quiet!

Deathly silence.

The scene of thousands of people gathering outside the Grand Hyatt Restaurant, but everyone remained silent tacitly.

The talented poems are from the hands of the freshmen of the Holy Heaven Academy.

The key point is that this freshman seems to be not yet twenty years old, and he has surpassed Qin Yuheng, the prince of Great Qin.

It's unbelievable!

Whining~

At this moment, the poems that were as heavy as a thousand gold were finally mentioned by the white-haired elders.

And as the scroll of the poem slowly unfolded, a terrible vision suddenly occurred in heaven and earth, because this is not the first time that this psalm has been published.

Therefore, although there is a vision in heaven and earth, it has not really come down, but everyone knows it very well......

This is the vision of the sky.

"Impossible, impossible, Great Xia is just a small country, how can someone like Lin Yu appear?"

Qin Yuheng clenched his fists, not believing that all this was true at all.

Thinking of the ridicule he had just made to Lin Yu, he only felt that his face was hot and painful......

Smack!

Then the sound of the table shattering sounded without warning, it turned out to be Lin Yu's poem scroll, which was put back by the white-haired elder, and directly crushed the table in front of him.

It's as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The surrounding Tianjiao had already been stunned, and his mouth was wide enough to stuff the whole duck egg.

Even the table was crushed.

It seems that although their poetry scrolls also have the strength of five or six hundred catties, they have not seen the table crushed.

The white-haired elder watched this scene in amazement, and his whole person was almost stupid, and his brain seemed to have forgotten to turn.

He stared blankly at the test paper lying quietly among the broken wood chips, and was silent for a long time......

After a long time, the white-haired elder, whose face was slightly ugly, said loudly: "Wen Dou first, Lin Yu!"

(End of chapter)