The proposition has come out, and except for the fourth fantasy strategy, the other four competitions are all carried out simultaneously. In order to give the participants a chance to give them a chance to answer the questions, the judges will give them about half a pillar of incense time to consider before they officially start answering questions. Of course, because the poems and words are required for a limited time, the time of this half pillar of incense will also be counted into the time of the official literary fight. In other words, those who want to participate in the fight poems and words must start thinking about the relevant answers now. Because for them, the competition has already begun.

"What a headache to ask. The thought of having to complete such a proposition in a limited time, Li Jingxuan, who is a beginner, had a headache for the people around him. He knew they were at a high level, but he still found it difficult to do so.

"Poetry, that's the art of condensation! Thinking about this is much more difficult than writing a novel. Li Jingxuan muttered quietly. If he wasn't worried about going too far in the limelight, he would have wanted to ask Xia Di directly to wrap up the two battles of fighting poems and fighting words. After all, he has the support of tens of thousands of poems that he knew in his previous life.

"With such a large number, coupled with the speed with which I searched for memories, I can't believe that I can't find a poem that can beat the crowd!" Li Jingxuan thought. This is also where he does not care about himself, but cares about the enemy first.

In fact, don't look at the fact that the two sides participating in the competition are in their teens and twenties, in fact, there are only three or four people on each side who really participate in these five competitions. Although the people on the other side were still assigning tasks, Li Jingxuan was sure that they would only participate in this competition: Shen Qingyan, a traitor, and the two demon and spirit clan disciples who didn't know their names yet.

After all, only the three of them in the opposing camp had considerable cultivation in the Dao and Dao Realms, and as for the others, hehe, can you imagine the half-transformed Siren and the ignorant Demon Barbarian studying poetry? This is simply unthinkable.

"It's just the three of them over there. As for our side, it depends on how Mr. Xia Di arranges all this. Li Jingxuan thought that he would converge on his own divergent thinking, stared at Xia Di tightly, and began to seriously hear about his assignment.

Wen Xiu is generally reserved and reserved, although their predecessors and sages also have a proper saying, but most Wen Xiu will not do this. When there is a problem, as long as it is not so urgent, they will be humble to each other, and then the corresponding person will solve the problem.

Although such humility may seem hypocritical, it is a necessary "ritual" for the scholars. Of course, such a "ritual" is time-consuming at some point. Xia Di didn't want to let himself have less time than others, so he thought about it for a while, but cleared his throat: "Let's set the four people who participated in the competition." Chaozhi and Tang He are in charge of the fighting pairs; Jing Xuan and I are responsible for fighting poems, and Chao Zhi is responsible for fighting words; as for the fantasy martial arts, it will be handled by Tang He and Jing Xuan.; as for the final scriptures, it will be handled by me and Jing Xuan and Chao Zhi. ”

"Is this feasible?" Hearing that Xia Di actually sent Tang He up, Li Jingxuan couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded: "Tang He is a general." He doesn't know much about Wendao. ”

"It's because he's a general that's why I let him play. Fantasy martial arts are battles...... When it comes to war command, I'm not as good as him. Xia Di whispered. This is the biggest reason for him to let Tang He go to the battlefield, after all, although his level is high, but above the battle array, his eyes are black and his limbs are weak.

In order to solve his weakness in the illusion of martial arts, Xia Di naturally had to send his most trusted general to solve this matter. As for letting Tang He, the "big boss", participate in the competition, it is just a formality. Who told the referee to require that the participants must participate in at least two events? Although it seems to be a bit of a waste of places to send Tang He to participate in the fight, it is a waste of waste. Three wins in five games, as long as three matches are won by your own side, all these problems can be solved.

This is also a tactic.

Alright, the assignment is complete. Tang He, who was a little apprehensive in his heart, and He Chaozhi, who was smiling confidently, walked to the side of Wendoutai. There, they will meet the opposite contestant and then have a witty conversation. Of course, this one was actually a one-man competition between the two of them. Li Jingxuan clearly saw that among the three people who he thought that the other party would inevitably appear, Shen Qingyan and the important person of the demon clan had come up. They were also smiling, obviously not thinking that they would lose, but after seeing that the Terran side had sent such a big guy as Tang He to the stage, the smiles on their faces seemed to be even bigger.

"It's not easy to do this fight. Perhaps, we will lose!" Seeing that both sides were on the Wendou platform, Xia Di's face became slightly solemn, and he whispered his judgment.

"Will you lose? Why?" Li Jingxuan was slightly shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly asked a question that everyone was very concerned about.

"Because his opponent is strong. Shen Qingyan won't talk about it, he turned out to be a genius of our Qianguo, and everyone knows how much strength he has; let's just say that the demon clan who went up - Chaozhi doesn't recognize him, but I understand who he is.

The second prince of the fire crow clan, named Jin Yu, is. He is a genius of the fire crow clan, enlightened at the age of thirty, and composed poetry at the age of fifty. I've seen some of his work, and it's no longer up to par.

On the surface, it seems that there is no time limit, but in fact, the response time of each pair is only twenty breaths. In this case, the number of people undoubtedly plays a role. There are two people on the other side, and we can only count one person, so this situation is obviously not good for us!"

"Then what should we do?" Li Jingxuan hurriedly asked again. He was under Xia Di and worshipped him as a teacher. At this moment, seeing that his side seems to have lost, his mood is naturally not too good.

"What should I do?" Xia Di's face suddenly became resolute: "Since our chances ......of winning this one are not too big, then we will try to win the other ones." Xia Di turned around directly as he said and walked towards the plan on the other side. As he walked, he told Li Jingxuan: "Fighting poems, fighting words, fighting scriptures...... All three of them are what we humans do best, and we must win them. ”

"Understood!" Li Jingxuan nodded heavily. He walked behind Xia Di, and after a while, he came to the plan of the fighting poem.

At this point, the plan is ready. The four treasures of the study were all left there. The paper is the best Huzhou Longpixuan, the ink is the top Lijiang Xuanmo, the pen is the magic level of the Jiugong Xingdou pen, and the inkstone is the Duanzhou Tianchen inkstone that matches it. These are the best utensils for Wen Xiu, Li Jingxuan just glanced at it, and estimated that the value of these things was not less than a thousand gold.

The paper is snow-white, the ink is thick and fragrant, Li Jingxuan walked to the plan, took a deep breath to calm his mood, and gently lifted the brush that had not been stained with ink. The Jiugong Xingdou pen is a magic weapon-level treasure, the pen barrel is made of jade, and the small rune cloud road is engraved on it, which is cold to the hand, and it feels very weighty.

Li Jingxuan sat cross-legged in front of the plan, and did not write directly, but sandwiched the brush between his index finger and middle finger, and played in a circle. He played around and thought about his own business.

"Which poem should I copy?" Li Jingxuan pondered as he pondered. Don't think that poets and lyricists are playing with the wind and snow, the spring and the autumn are sad, there are a lot of ancient Chinese wars, and there are naturally a lot of poems describing wars, and the authors of some poems are military generals, or serving in the army, and the poems they do naturally talk about things in the army very thoroughly, and there are many very excellent works.

It's just that these works are excellent, but Li Jingxuan is unlikely to directly copy them because of their excellence, because there is still a question of whether they are applicable or not.

Poetry has a sense of meaning and an emotional embodiment, and whether this emotion is suitable for oneself now is a more important thing than whether the poem is excellent or not.

The proposition is very simple, write a poem about "military affairs". The content of military affairs is very wide, and the emotions are also very diverse, it can be tragic, it can be mighty, it can be mournful, it can also be sad, it can be used to motivate soldiers, advocate the necessity of war, or it can tell about nostalgia, talk about the cruelty of war, and then oppose war.

Positive or negative, these are all contained in propositions and so on.

To the average person, this seems to be a very good deal. But Li Jingxuan knew that he had to write poems that advocated soldiers and were majestic and majestic. Because only in this way can you conform to your current environment and identity.

You must know that now is the time when the demons and barbarians are invading south, and the human race is defending their homeland. This war was not initiated by the Terrans, and although it was fought brutally, the Terrans had a reason to fight. In this environment, any rhetoric that says war is bad and opposes war is bad.

is like what Li Jingxuan heard in his previous life: Those who seek peace before the enemy leaves the country are traitors. This sentence is said from the perspective of the Han people. And in this world, it can also be said that whoever seeks peace without leaving the land is a traitor. This is a big position, a big right and wrong, and Li Jingxuan can't go against it no matter what.

Moreover, he did not want to disobey, because he also had his own personal hatred for the enemies who invaded the country.

"The hatred of destroying the family, the hatred of the broken arm, the resentment of destroying the sect...... This left me with only one way to go, and that was to write poems that inspired the soldiers, advocated war, and proclaimed heroes. Li Jingxuan thought, and made up her mind. His eyes widened, and the essence in them flashed, but he dropped the pen in his hand and stained it with a rich black juice.

The snow-white tip of the pen circled leisurely in the cyan inkstone. The black ink rushed up, blackening the white nib and making it heavy. Li Jingxuan lifted the pen that became more weighty, moved it to the top of the white scroll, and then fell down heavily, and wrote down three large characters with a splash of ink: "From the Army" - this is the name of the poem.

Now that the name of the poem came out, Li Jingxuan naturally had already figured out which poem to copy. At that moment, he no longer hesitated, and the hand holding the pen danced rapidly, even the empty left sleeve swayed.

"Huh...... Swish...... "As the tip of the pen continued to make contact with the white paper, the three-finger square black characters appeared very neatly on the dragon skin xuan. At first glance, these words do not seem unusual, but let the ink characters appear one after another, a sentence that sounds like a blood boil gradually appears: "Linghai Cangyun Dark Snow Mountain, Lonely City Looking at Tianwolf Pass, Yellow Sand Wears Golden Armor in a Hundred Battles, and Never Returns If You Don't Break the Demon Barbarian!"

The whole poem uses a seven-character quatrain rhythm, seven quatrains and four sentences and twenty-eight characters, which is catchy and unforgettable to read.

As the last word of the poem fell, Li Jingxuan's face was already flushed. It was not shame, nor anger, but excitement, he knew that the poem was not made by himself, but he had modified it by himself, but he had only changed the names of a few of the places, and did not do anything about the main body of the poem. He did not change the artistic conception of the poem, and the whole poem is still the original taste. And the smell fell from his eyes to his atrium from the tip of the pen, which stirred his heart and made him feel the urge to look up to the sky and howl.

Considering that the current scene was not suitable, Li Jingxuan took a deep breath, and did not burst out this impulse after all. Instead, he tried to calm this impulse, because he still remembered that this was actually the enemy's territory, and that he and his companions were still under the enemy's watch.

He knew that the enemy's strength still had a great advantage at the moment, and this advantage was something that his people could not resist now, so he had to suppress his impulses and save the impulses stirring in his heart for later. After all, this is not the time for a full-scale war.

Putting the pen on a plate heavily, Li Jingxuan, who had calmed down, stood up suddenly, and shouted loudly to the referee: "Submit the paper!" and then raised it and wrote a white scroll with ink characters.

At this time, less than a third of the incense used to keep time was burned, and Xia Di and the Giant Whale Gang, who participated in the competition at the same time, invited Ling Wutian, a foreign aid from the Spirit Clan, was still working hard to write straight. Compared with their busyness, Li Jingxuan seemed a little hurried. In the entire competition field, he was the first to hand in the papers.

"You're done?" the referee was surprised.

Li Jingxuan's voice was still very loud, and when he said this, as soon as he made a move, everyone's eyes almost fell on him. The ability to compose a poem so quickly surprised everyone. They originally thought that the first person to hand in the papers should be one of the two people, the Spirit Clan boy and Xia Di, but Li Jingxuan's actions naturally reversed all this.

"Naturally, let's score it!" Li Jingxuan waved the white scroll in his hand again, and the meaning was already obvious.

"Okay! Score!" Li Jingxuan understood the public request so clearly that the referee couldn't convince him to think about it again, even if he had the heart. So, he took Li Jingxuan's poem scroll from his hand, came to the front of the Heaven and Earth Stone Tablet in three steps and two steps, and gently put it down.

And at the moment when he put down the scroll of poetry, the stone tablet of heaven and earth suddenly shone brightly. (To be continued.) )