In the east of Qingyang City, a huge competition ring has already been set up on a martial arts training ground.

The audience was already crowded, crowded, and the three floors inside and outside were surrounded by water.

According to the competition schedule, the first day is the competition of the student group.

There are four subjects in the student group competition, namely poetry, scripture, talent, and swordsmanship. On the first day, the subject of the morning competition was poetry, the afternoon competition was swordsmanship, and the second morning competition was scripture, and the afternoon competition was talent.

On the third day, it was the challenge of the deans of the nine colleges, and it was also the most anticipated competition for the entire Qingyang scholars.

At that time, everyone knew whether these college directors were mules or horses.

Three luxury carriages stopped at the gate of the martial arts training ground.

The eyes of the surrounding people fell on the two carriages. They wanted to know which academy was so extravagant that even a horse-drawn carriage ride was so extravagant.

In the first carriage, Chu Yi and Xu Bo sat at each other.

"Are you nervous?" Chu Yi asked softly.

Xu Bo nodded: "A little." ”

Chu Yi smiled: "The first time I emerged, I was always a little nervous. However, after the more times, I got used to it. ”

Xu Bo was a little stunned, thinking to himself, Dean, you are too arrogant.

Among the young talents of the other eight academies, except for Yi Shuihan, no one will pay attention to them.

But Yi Shuihan is different, the more you know him, the more you feel that this person's strength is unfathomable.

And he is also a civil and military all-rounder.

Such a person is really good. As soon as Xu Bo thought of this, he felt a little unsteady in his heart. To put it bluntly, he is afraid of Yi Shuihan.

Chu Yi saw his thoughts and comforted: "Some people say that it is better to become famous as soon as possible. But often famous swordsmen die at the hands of unknown people, do you know why?"

Xu Bo asked in a low voice, "Childe, why is that?"

"Famous swordsmen are often burdened by fame, their hearts are covered with dust, their eyes are high, and their swords are not pure. The duel between masters often lies in that impure moment. So, when you stand in that ring, there is no one else in your eyes, because this ring is your little world, and you are the master of this little world. ”

Xu Bo lowered his head and fell silent.

Chu Yi didn't bother him and waited quietly.

This was Xu Bo's first time playing, but the success or failure of this battle had a great impact on him in the future. Therefore, he can only win and not lose, but he can't put too much pressure on him.

Before this, Chu Yi had never mentioned anything about the competition to him, and he didn't seem to take it seriously at all.

However, today is different.

He still has something to say to him, but he has to have a good opportunity. Today is a great opportunity.

In this environment, if you understand it thoroughly, then you have no fear.

On the martial arts training ground, all the people from the eight academies have been in place, but the people from Yanling Academy have not yet appeared.

"This Yanling Academy won't be scared, don't dare to come to the competition. Someone shouted.

"This kind of small academy with no background and no name, I think it's embarrassing even if it is a competition. Someone next to him chimed in.

"yes. If you don't come back, you'll have to give up the competition. ”

In the end, Yao Guangping, the lord of Yunzhou Mufu, sat in it, and seemed not worried about it.

Jiang Weifa, who was sitting below, muttered to Zheng Zhiming: "This kid, won't he really not come, right? ”

Zheng Zhiming frowned slightly and said, "I don't think so." ”

Immediately, the two of them looked at Han Yu opposite, only to see him close his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

At this moment, Chu Yi led Xu Bo step by step to the competition ring.

Chu Yi clenched his fists, looked up at Yao Guangping, and said loudly: "Chu Yi of Yanling Academy, I have met the adults and the deans. ”

Yao Guangping smiled and nodded.

Chu Yi turned to look at Xu Bo, reached out and patted his right shoulder, and said, "Go up." ”

Xu Bo smiled slightly: "Yes, childe." ”

In the ring, Yi Shuihan stared at this opponent who was younger than him. He doesn't know much about Xu Bo's information, only the rumors of "a thousand words". As for Mr. Xu and Dai Yu, they are both unknown people and are not worthy of his serious treatment.

Therefore, in the competition of the student group, he was more uncertain about this Xu Bo.

Xu Bo's position was on Yi Shuihan's left hand, and when he passed in front of him, Xu Bo stopped, bowed his hand to him, and said calmly: "I've seen Senior Brother Yi." ”

Yi Shuihan didn't expect him to be like this, and said politely: "Senior Brother Xu." ”

The dean of Yanling Academy is a personal disciple of Mr. Guiwu of Xiangshan Academy, and Han Yu, the dean of Xiangshan Academy, is also half a brother.

Yi Shuihan is Han Yu's protégé, he is Chu Yi's protégé, according to his seniority, he can indeed be called a senior brother.

Xu Bo came to the desk, stood up straight, his eyes calmly swept over the people below, and his originally nervous heart gradually calmed down.

A thought recurs in my mind: when there is no one else in your eyes, you are the master of this small world.

Yi Shuihan's brows furrowed slightly, he noticed the change in Xu Bo's mentality, and his calm eyes, like an ancient well, bottomless.

This Xu Bo, he couldn't understand it a little.

At this time, an old man walked to the center of the competition ring and looked at Yao Guangping. Seeing him nodding, the old man turned to look at the black pressure everyone in the audience, and said loudly: "Wenhua Festival, start now." ”

"Today's written test subject is a palindromic poem or word in a miscellaneous poem. The so-called palindromic poems, replying to reading them, are all songs and texts. According to the difficulty of the palindromic poems and their artistic conception, the top three rankings will be determined by a comprehensive evaluation by the Lord of the Pastoral Mansion and the eight deans. Ladies and gentlemen, can you hear me clearly?"

"Hear me clearly. The crowd said in unison.

The old man's gaze fell on Yi Shuihan, a smile appeared on his face, and he continued: "Since you heard clearly, let's use the hourglass to time." Stop writing as soon as the time is up. If the author is not stopped, it will be disposed of as a waiver. ”

The old man held the hourglass with his right hand, his eyes swept over the nine people on the stage, and said loudly: "Begin." ”

After saying that, the hourglass turned upside down, and the fine sand flowed downward.

Yi Shuihan pondered for a moment, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he wrote a word.

Looking at Xu Bo again, his eyes were still looking at the rice paper, and there seemed to be no sign of writing.

Time is like sand, sliding from the nails in a hurry.

Yi Shuihan was quick to think and did it in one go, with a satisfied smile on his face. He put down the brush and looked at the hourglass again, and there was still a quarter left.

At this time, Xu Bo still did not start writing, and others also closed the pen one after another.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Xu Bo.

Chu Yi drank tea and ate snacks, and didn't seem to worry at all that he wouldn't be able to write.

He knew that Xu Bo was a snow eagle. When the blizzard is coming, he waits for the strongest storm, and then, spreading his wings, fighting the sky, soaring thousands of miles.

"There's something wrong with this person, the sand is about to leak out, and he can't write it if he doesn't use his pen. "Someone gloated.

"This kind of person can also participate in the competition, I think, there is no one in this Yanling Academy. "There are people who have nothing to do.

"You can't say that. Dean Xiao Chu is a personal disciple of Mr. Guiwu, how can the person sent out be so bad. "There are also people who are incredulous.

In the midst of everyone's various eyes and doubts, Xu Bo made a move.

When he holds the pen, the whole person seems to enter a realm of selflessness, and every word he writes gives people a strange feeling.

Above, the deans showed expressions of disbelief, especially Han Yu's face changed drastically, and his eyes were full of doubts.

Because, Han Yu sensed a special aura from Xu Bo, which was the greatest and most rigid high-spirited righteousness, that is, Haoran righteousness.

The people who can condense the righteousness of Haoran are all the real husbands in this world.

The classics say: The people who live in the world live in the right position, and walk the road of the world; they have the will to have the people, but they must not go their own way; the rich and noble cannot be lewd, the poor and the lowly cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bent, which is called the great husband.

And those who have a heroic and righteous spirit will have the opportunity to enter the Confucian Holy Land of Literature Temple to practice, and become a great gentleman comparable to the great monks of the Xuanmen Righteous Path.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Han Yu didn't believe that this unknown young man could condense Haoran righteousness.

However, if it is not Haoran righteousness, then what is?