If it was before, the cadres of the Crescent Moon Dynasty and others naturally couldn't refute Shang's words, and could only listen to his "humiliating" words silently. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But now, Lin Chen not only has a Taoist pen, but also far surpasses Shang's exquisite eight cui pen!

"This businessman really likes to humiliate himself!" Yi Yan laughed loudly as soon as he heard this, and the rest of the mentors also laughed.

Just as they expected, Lin Chen immediately raised his pen and shouted: "I don't know if you are blind or have a bad brain?

Shang's eyes widened, and only then did he notice that Lin Chen had a pen in his hand...... Moreover, it feels like it's still a superb Taoist weapon.

At this time, Shang's face was distorted, and his expression was extremely complicated.

According to the news, the Crescent Moon Dynasty has no Taoist pen at all? What the hell news!

Shang at this time, under the gentle blowing of the night breeze, there was a stinging sensation, as if he had been slapped by someone, and it hurt hotly.

In everyone's opinion, Shang was indeed slapped in the face once this time, and the speed of this slap in the face was also too fast, and he was caught off guard!

"This Holy Son is really unashamed! I actually think that our Crescent Moon Dynasty has no Dao Weapon Brush!"

"That's right, he should be convinced this time, right?"

"It's just a slap in the face like this, to let them know how strong our Crescent Moon Dynasty is!"

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I have to say that the people are very happy to see such a scene, and they all show smiles.

As for Mr. Chang in the attic, his face was pale at this time, and his emotions seemed to be very excited.

He clutched a handkerchief and coughed constantly.

On the handkerchief, there were already faint blood stains.

It is conceivable that the price paid by two consecutive cures is also painful for a big man like Mr. Chang.

This can be clearly seen from Mr. Chang's face becoming more and more pale, and even his lips are dry.

And the culprit of all this...... It's Lin Chen!

"Lin Chen!" Mr. Chang trembled his hand slightly, grabbed the bloody handkerchief, and said hatefully, "Don't think that you can win with the pen of the best Dao weapon! Shang has already swallowed the spirit pill that I have treasured for many years!

"I don't believe it...... I don't believe you can beat him!cough cough cough!" Mr. Chang became more and more excited the more he spoke, and his cough became more and more intense.

The remaining saints hurriedly came up and stroked Mr. Chang's back, comforted him at ease, and calmly waited for Shang to defeat Lin Chen.

They all looked at Lin Chen in the enchantment coldly, and at the same time they were full of confidence in Shang.

Attached to the spirit pill of the former generation of the Heavenly Fox Dynasty!

After eating, the consciousness will be replaced by the spirit of the saint in a short time!

This is equivalent to Lin Chen's opponent in this poetry fight is the Wen Sheng of the Dynasty, not Shang.

In this way, in their hearts, this battle is already nine out of ten!

Let's ask, who would believe that a hairy boy can beat the Wensheng of a dynasty?

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In the attic of the royal family.

Huangfu Ye is majestic and majestic, sitting on the dragon chair. Xie Yuan came here from the attic of Xiaoxiang Academy and stood on the side.

In the battle of poetry, Huangfu Ye may sometimes not understand, and Xie Yuan still needs to explain from the side.

"Saint, Wei Chen feels that something is wrong!" Xie Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Oh, Xie Qing might as well say it bluntly. Huang Fuye raised his eyebrows.

"Saint Mingjian, with Chang Manyi's prudence, how could he not make thorough preparations for such a crucial battle!" Xie Yuan said after thinking for a moment.

"I also think it's a little weird!" Huang Fuye frowned, staring at the Shang in the enchantment but didn't see anything unusual, "This Shang looks the same as before!

"In this way, we should be more cautious!" Xie Yuan said, "Rest assured, Weichen must keep an eye on Shang, if he has any abnormal movements, Weichen will definitely be able to find out early!"

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Everyone heard the title of the poem set by Huang Fuye, and Qi Fei was naturally no exception.

So he shouted one last time, "Everyone!"

The sound was like the roar of a dragon, and it was heard all around.

"The last battle, the battle of the poetry road begins!"

"Please two, immediately inscribe a poem, and decide the winner with the atmosphere of the poem!"

As soon as he finished shouting, Qi Fei exerted his Dao power and Dingshan Ring to firmly seal the enchantment.

The final battle has officially begun!

"Hehehe!" Shang Luo was in front of the case, he didn't immediately pick up the pen or ponder, but let out a sinister laugh, "Lin Chen, the result of this battle, do you dare to bet with me?"

"Bet, bet on what?" Lin Chen was already very confident in his poetry, and he had just obtained the Ink Frost Divine Crystal Pen, so he didn't think that Shang would have any chance to compete with him.

"Take all the treasures in my body and bet on your pen, do you dare?" Shang was extremely arrogant and confident, and his eyes revealed infinite resentment.

He was really tortured by Lin Chen, and he had a shadow in his heart. If he hadn't swallowed the Possession Pill, he wouldn't have dared to make such a "bold statement" at all.

The piano that he was most proud of was defeated by Lin Chen's casual song.

I discussed it with Mr. Chang, and I thought that I would win the chess game, but I was humiliated in public until I lost my mind.

After two great lessons, he really can't raise the slightest confidence in his poetry.

"Since you sincerely invited, then I will reluctantly agree to it!" Lin Chen didn't understand where Shang got his confidence, and now he dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

He also said: "There are so many people here to witness, if the winner is decided later, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid!"

"Naturally not! You just wait for me to lose!" Shang couldn't help but feel excited when he saw that Lin Chen had agreed.

The pen in Lin Chen's hand, he was very greedy......

Dao weapons were originally extremely precious, and Rao was the holy son of the Holy Fox Academy, and the number of Dao weapons in his hands was not much.

And the pen of the Taoist instrument is even more rare and scarce.

This can be seen from the fact that Xie Yuan, the literary saint of the Crescent Moon Dynasty, does not have a Taoist pen.

"This superb Dao weapon pen will soon fall into my hands!" Shang snorted coldly in his heart, and glanced at Lin Chen contemptuously, "Look at you kid, can you laugh later!"

Lin Chen was indeed smiling, and his smile was still very bright.

His mind at this time was: once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years. Why is this heartless person still so stupid after being hurt twice?

"It's really hard...... Every time they are like them, they have to give the treasure to me!" (To be continued.) )