Li Bo and Dong Guo Nan faced each other, and Tang Yu faintly looked forward to it in his heart.

He had never participated in the Wenhui of Gao's children, and he didn't know how the Wenhui was fighting.

In his mind, if the two of them fight for resignation and eight shares, it is simple, and the two of them each make a resignation and eight shares for the authoritative scholars present to judge, and they can be judged.

But the way of fighting calligraphy, isn't it that two people write a pair of words each?

Tang Yu is sure that this will never be the case, because there is a world of difference between a high bachelor and a middle school.

When you step into a high school, you will have fame, and you will be qualified to enter the temple of the saints and receive the teachings of the saints.

They are all practitioners, and the practice of the four arts is divided into the way of the qin, the way of chess, the way of calligraphy, and the way of painting.

How can the competition between them be as simple as writing a pair of words?

Sure enough, the situation on the field was similar to Tang Yu's judgment.

But seeing that both sides were holding pens, Li Bo's pen was in the air, but it was not written on rice paper.

The robe on his body was windless, and between the two of them, there was a faint floating mysterious aura.

Tang Yu looked over from this side, Li Bo's pen seemed to have the power to penetrate the void, the pen was like a knife, like a sword, tearing the air, and the air converged into a huge whirlpool......

Looking at Dong Guo Nan again, he was calm and relaxed, and he also held a pen in his hand.

His pen was light and elegant, a few points in the air, seemingly out of order, and the air flow gathered by Li Bo seemed to stagnate, and the whirlpool was frozen in the air as if it were frozen.

Li Bo took a step back, and then used the pen vigorously, and Dong Guo Nan took a step forward, but he was still so light.

Tang Yu stared at the two of them deadly, fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Although he is not a cultivator, he already has magic power in his body, but he is not like an ordinary person.

He watched the two of them use the pen, although it was only a volley of dot painting, but it was clear that the tip of the pen was flowing with great calligraphy.

Li Bo opened and closed widely, and the book was heroic and dry, like a big river going east, and the pen and pen were strong through the back of the paper.

In the book of the son of Dong Guo, it is graceful and subtle, the pen is smart and vivid, and the wonder of his pen is breathtaking.

Tang Yu is also practicing calligraphy hard, and recently he feels that he has made great progress, but seeing that the two people in front of him are writing with a pen, although they are only writing in the air, they are also beyond Tang Yu's reach.

How long do you have to practice to have such a delicate pen?

Li Bo retreated again, his face flushed.

And Dong Guo Nan has been advancing, walking briskly.

Seeing that Li Bo has no way to retreat, he will have to retreat from the high platform if he retreats again.

At this time, the audience was silent, Lord Cao and Lord Meng on the high platform shook their heads and sighed, while many Wuling scholars below were all red-faced, and their frustration was palpable.

Seeing that Li Bo was about to lose.

At this moment, Li Bo suddenly shouted.

His eyes shot out of the Dao essence, and his eye sockets instantly reddened.

And his brushwork changed instantly.

His pen starts from top to bottom, and when there is a turn in the air, a powerful momentum rushes out from the end of his pen.

This stroke makes people feel full of pride......

Tang Yu's heart jumped violently when he saw it, and his heart was only about to jump into his mouth.

"This is the ...... of "Will Enter the Wine"

"You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky......" Li Bo sang loudly.

His pen changed from the previous dignified to become chic and uninhibited, like a person who is drunk and composing a book, and even his person seems to be drunk at this moment.

With this turn, he stopped the decline.

"You don't see, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired......"

Li Bo chanted loudly again, and took a big step forward under his feet.

Dong Guo Nan on the opposite side frowned slightly, "Huh......" and took a step back.

"Good!"

The audience cheered, and the crowd's morale skyrocketed.

Li Bo didn't seem to hear the encouragement around him, he was completely immersed in his own calligraphy, and his pen moved faster and faster, more and more wildly.

He took another big step, and Dong Guo Nan took another step back.

He took a total of three steps, and Dong Guo Nan took three steps back.

But after only these three steps, Dong Guonan's brushwork has also changed.

His brushwork changed from the previous light and elegant, to like a knife, a split, a pry, a meal.

The momentum that Li Bo had built up vigorously before collapsed under this sudden.

The powerful air flow swirled in the air, Li Bo's robe was fierce, his face was red, but he couldn't resist the air flow, and took a step back, two steps......

Once again, he retreated to the edge of the high platform.

A smile appeared on Dong Guo Nan's face, and he said: "Brother Zi'an's calligraphy is really a must, admire, admire!

Li Bo's eyes were red, his face was full of shame, but he was irrefutable, he bowed his head gloomily, and said: "Dongguo Gongzi is talented, I am willing to bow to the wind......"

The scholar is tactful, and Dong Guo Nan looks modest, but in fact he is condescending and pointing out the country.

It's not a good thing to say that Li Bo is strong, but if he is strong, the city is shallow, and he has a lot of ideas, so where does he need to be so aggressive?

Da Chu emphasizes the bachelor's temperament the most, what is the temperament?

Chic and elegant is bearing, light and light wind is bearing, if weightlifting is light, like Li Bo, holding back his face and thick neck, then it is not bearing, Dong Guo Nan's ridicule level is high, but Li Bo can't make a sound.

Who made him inferior to others and a failure?

The sage school emphasizes etiquette the most, a loser is the post-learning, the identity of the post-learning is one level lower than the previous learning, how can you be disrespectful to the predecessor?

Li Bo was defeated, and the dead silence returned to the square.

Dong Guo Nan opened the folding fan in his hand, returned to his seat gracefully, turned his head to look at Su Yuqiao, and had a smile on his face.

Su Yuqiao will always have that bitter gourd face, cold as frost, making people unapproachable.

At this time, she frowned slightly, and said: "Since Dongguo Xie Yuan is omniscient, I don't know if the piano is also profound, today's Dragon Boat Festival, why don't you and I stroke the piano, and it can be regarded as a cheer for our four cultural associations today?"

Dong Guo Nan hurriedly said: "Prophet, you want me to do it knowing that I can't do it, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, broad and profound, who dares to say that I am profound? I have heard for a long time that the prophet is a master of the piano, and I have been looking forward to hearing your good news."

Since you have such an elegant atmosphere today, why don't you and I play a song together?"

Su Yuqiao's face changed, and after a long time, she said, "Okay!"

At this moment, Li Bo, who had just stepped down from the high platform, broke off his mouth and said, "Prophet Su, what is good? Today's Wenhui, why are you so narrow-minded? If you can invite Tang Xianjue to come, why would my Wuling scholar be so defeated at the Wenhui?"

You and Tang Xianjue are personal grievances, and this article will be the literature meeting of my four Wuling families, and it is also the literature meeting of my Wuling academic community.

This kind of literary meeting, Tang Xianjue has not arrived, where is it considered a literary meeting of the Wuling academic community?

Hey...... That's it, that's it, I won't serve this Wenhui anymore, Wang Zhong, prepare a sedan chair, let's go back to Li's house......"