The samurai of Martial Arts Mie did not hold out much hope, they came here to watch the excitement or to wave the flag and cheer for the "players" they supported. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Yingjie is one of the four heroes of Lei City, but he is self-aware and does not plan to play.

Those who were Martial Dao Quadruple or whose strength had reached Martial Dao Quadruple were eager to try, their eyes burning.

"Then I'll ask now. Gu Panxi smiled faintly.

Except for Wang Ming, almost everyone listened attentively, whether they still wanted to go over, sign up first, and then set up the arena and draw lots in groups for a tragic knockout round.

There are more than ten people who are qualified to sign up, divided into six or seven groups, and it is completely expected that it will be a bad scum.

Everyone present was dressed neatly early, and their spirit was condensed to the peak, just waiting for this moment.

The suzerainty is more than a country!

Two-star Martial Sect Luofu Sect!

Almost everyone's eyes are hot!

At this moment, Gu Panxi said: "With the theme of March 3, you will write a poem and discuss the superiority with poetry." ”

"What?" exclaimed, unable to control himself.

There are no five or six hundred young talents here who are not surprised.

Isn't it an arena?

How many years have this been the rules of Thunder City.

Poetry?

What the hell is this?

The disdain on Wu Bicheng's face became even stronger, and his heart was really a bun of dirt buns, and he had never seen the world.

At the beginning of this year, a sentence from Lord Martial God flowed out of the Imperial Capital Martial God Temple: If you move, you will be brave, and if you are quiet, you will be beautiful.

The meaning of this sentence is: A real warrior is brave and invincible when he moves, and he is as delicate as a scribe when he is quiet.

As soon as this sentence came out, the poetry and literature of the imperial capital flourished. After a month, it spread to Yuezhou, the capital of Yuezhou, and now various banquets in Yuezhou have also risen poems.

This is popular fashion, from top to bottom, but Leizhou is too remote, these barbarians only know how to fight fiercely, and they don't know the outside world at all.

Wu Bicheng said coldly: "To choose a deacon, one is loyal, the second is capable, the third is knowledgeable, the fourth is to observe words and feelings, and the fifth is martial arts cultivation." You brutes, do you think that whoever wins on the arena will be qualified, it's ridiculous, do you think that your martial arts cultivation will be able to surpass Gu Panxi in the future?"

When the five or six hundred people heard Wu Bicheng's words, they felt their heads buzzing.

They really don't know how to choose a deacon, and they habitually think that whoever has the biggest fist is the most likely.

Song Que turned his head and glanced at Wang Ming, no wonder.

In Lei City, Wang Ming's martial arts are not considered top-notch, Gu Panxi chose him, maybe because he values his ability, maybe he is loyal, maybe the two of them have known each other for a long time.

"Senior sister, Lei Cheng is just these young talents, his knowledge is too shallow, wearing such a majestic body to chant the wind and the moon, doesn't it make people laugh off their big teeth?!"

Gu Panxi frowned slightly, she didn't expect that these people invited were actually dressed like this.

are all aristocrats, and on formal occasions, if you wear the hairpin in the wrong position, you will be laughed at without a tutor, not to mention that the whole set of clothes is worn wrong.

The faces of the people around Wang Ming were pale, and they were embarrassed in their hearts, and then they looked at Wang Ming's regular practice clothes, although they were not the dress of a scribe, but it was obviously much more pleasing to the eye than they looked.

Bang, Gu Panxi slapped his palms twice, and the maids rushed in, and a complete set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones were served.

Not long after, Wang Ming and Song Que also set up a set on the table in front of them.

"With the theme of March 3, the time is a stick of incense, and the top four in the poem can be deacons. Gu Panxi said again.

The hearts of those who were originally only martial arts triple or even lower cultivators suddenly became hot, if it wasn't a competition of force, wouldn't it be that I also had a chance?

Oh my God, this is an opportunity to jump into the dragon gate, where do you care that it is a joke to sit here with your armor, hurry up and think about poetry.

But how should a poem be written?

A lot of guys who hurriedly pick up the pen just can't put down the pen, it's over, and they haven't studied poetry much since they were young.

Many people scratched their ears and cheeks, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Wu Bicheng laughed in his heart and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, it seems that this deacon is difficult to choose." ”

Gu Panxi was quite disappointed, and if she really couldn't do it, she could only go back to Yuezhou and choose again.

After Gu Panxi opened the mansion, all the affairs in the mansion were handed over to the deacons and deacons to manage, and the deacons were her face.

can do things, can recognize people's dignity and humility, can speak elegantly, preferably through poetry, so that she will not fall into her majesty in the Yue country.

"Not to mention, there was a scribe, although his clothes were a little shabby, but compared with many majestic warriors, he showed a little green among the flowers. Wu Bicheng raised his hand and pointed at it.

Gu Panxi looked over, it wasn't Wang Ming, and there was no other.

Gu Panxi had already noticed Wang Ming. The words he said, the people around him had to offer the dragon pig's trotters, and they all knew this.

Gu Panxi knew that Wu Bicheng also heard it.

Martial Dao triple deaf, martial arts quadruple eyes clear, although there are five or six hundred people below, where can their every move escape their eyes and ears.

Everyone was angry but didn't dare to attack, but this guy didn't care.

Of course, Wu Bicheng was unhappy with Wang Ming, so he took the opportunity to make trouble.

"You! it's you!" Wu Bicheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "The one who wears the usual clothes for practicing martial arts, come up!"

Wang Ming looked left and right, and the people on the left and right immediately dodged away.

Song Que's face turned pale and said, "I've called you, go quickly, and deal with it carefully." ”

Wang Ming didn't expect it, but after thinking about it, it is estimated that the meat has been eaten, and it is estimated that Sao will be provoked.

Wang Ming was afraid of trouble, but when trouble really came, he was not afraid, so he stood up slowly and walked out of the ranks.

Wu Bicheng's eyes emitted a trace of cold light, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Wuleimen Wang Ming, some time ago, my senior sister personally solicited it, but it was rejected, and now it seems that it is nothing. ”

Gu Panxi frowned slightly, unhappy with Wu Bicheng's investigation of Wang Ming.

Wang Ming's heart was slightly cold, how could this guy target him? I originally thought it was a small trouble, but now it seems to be a big trouble.

Wang Ming bowed slightly, but remained silent.

The five or six hundred people behind him, especially Wu Yingjie, Liu Shijie and others, set off turbulent waves in their hearts.

Miss Gu really recruited Wang Ming in person!

Wang Ming really refused!

Lei Qianxue and Zhuge Qing in the front row looked at Wang Ming's back and looked at Wang Ming's back, they were originally a little unable to see through the current Wang Ming, but now they feel even more unbelievable, feeling that Wang Ming is like a different person.

Others don't know Wu Bicheng, Lei Qianxue and Zhuge Qing know that he is the third prince of Yueguo, and his identity is extremely prominent.

The five-fold high-level strength of martial arts is also an outstanding figure among princes, in front of such a character, and in front of Gu Panxi, the lady of the sky, Wang Ming can stand there calmly, which is really surprising.

Zhuge Qing's surprise in her heart was even deeper, thinking that she had seen Wang Ming face Lei Qianxue with her own eyes before, that is, a shy young man, but now the aura of a great grandmaster loomed.