Tang Yu's sudden move, Zong Kui was very surprised.

He didn't expect Tang Yu to make a move at this time, let alone that Tang Yu would dare to challenge Tan Zhongmou in front of so many scholars.

Tang Yu is a scholar from the Lumen family, although Tan Zhongmou is not from a famous family, but after decades of penance, he was also a first-class talent in Dachu back then.

If it weren't for the world of the powerful lords and wealthy families of Da Chu, he might have already become a strong man in the realm of undoubtedness.

But Rao is like this, and he is not far from the realm of undoubtedness.

In his lifetime, he is very hopeful of breaking through.

Once he becomes a cultivator of the Unconfused Realm, the small land of Hengzhou will no longer be able to keep him, the world is so big, wherever he goes, he will be a guest of all schools.

He squinted at Tang Yu, snorted coldly, and said softly: "Master Tang is so eager for quick success, but things are simpler!"

Meng Sunchang on the side raised his eyebrows and said, "Lord Tang doesn't have the name of Lord Zong, you won't have some regrets! Don't worry, this battle will be exciting!"

Tan Zhongmou slowly stood up, his expression was unwavering, and he said lightly: "The prefect has this request, and the lower officials dare not refuse!

Tang Yu said lightly: "Since it is cultivation, it is naturally a competition! Everything changes and does not deviate from its sect, and the competition naturally contains the laws of the four arts!"

"Okay!" Tan Zhongmou shouted hello, his white beard fluttered, he was really angry.

The strings in his hand were plucked, his figure disappeared, and he stood in the middle of the square in an instant.

This hand looks like it is moving instantaneously, which can be described as very fast and weird, and it immediately attracts a full house.

His eyes were embarrassed, he stared at Tang Yu, and said, "Lord Tang, please!"

Tang Yu nodded, but did not show off his skills, but slowly paced into the center of the square.

The audience instantly became silent, and everyone stared at the square.

There are two people on the square, one of whom is the Great Chu Hundred Sages. A first-class young genius.

One is the first monk in Hengzhou, who has been well-known in Hengzhou for decades, and his cultivation is high and deters all directions. It can be said that it is infinitely close to the realm of no confusion.

These two people fight, who can win?

Tan Zhongmou said coldly: "Lord Tang, since it is a competition, the old man is doing his best, and I hope Lord Tang will not be surprised!"

Tang Yu laughed. Said: "That's nature, my saint disciples, just be upright." Losing is losing, and winning is winning. Today is a poetry meeting, you and I have a fight, is to set an example for the younger disciples, where is the reason not to do your best?"

"Lord Tan, please go first!"

Tan Zhongmou secretly hated in his heart, thinking that Tang Xianjue insulted me too much, today's comparison. I'm going to kill your arrogance hard.

Therefore, he did not shirk.

The six-stringed piano was sacrificed, ten fingers were plucked, and on the strings, the blade shot out like a storm, rolling towards Tang Yu.

Tang Yu smiled slightly and gently picked up a few chess pieces.

The chess pieces flipped in the air, the mana tore through the void, and the heavens and the earth turned into a chessboard, instantly dividing the space into nineteen vertical and horizontal paths.

Then black and white intertwined in the air, but saw mana tumbling in the air. It's snowballing.

The mana is getting bigger and bigger, and the power is so great that everyone on the VIP platform stands up.

The so-called insiders look at the doorway, and the laymen look at the excitement.

The onlookers and ordinary people couldn't see the mana at all. I saw Tan Zhongmou make a move, and the sharp blade flew in the air, like ten thousand arrows bursting out, it was really gorgeous, and I couldn't help but applaud for a while.

However, the insiders on the VIP stage saw Tang Yu's amazing mana.

Mana that a monk can't have.

Cave Xuan Monk, even if it is the pinnacle realm. It is impossible for the mana to exceed five hundred sections, that is, fifty horses.

Because the peak cultivators of the Cave Xuan generally have more than 20 mana horses, and the power of the saint will be doubled at most.

But Tang Yu's move, the chess path rolled, and the mana increased exponentially.

The black and white chess pieces instantly swallowed the blade in the air with a crushing momentum, Tan Zhongmou didn't expect Tang Yu to be so powerful.

When he wanted to change his tactics, it was too late.

However, he was really good, his body changed very quickly, and he quickly retreated, and sacrificed his strongest qin dao as he retreated.

A black-handled harp knife tore through the void and slashed out in the air.

But no matter how powerful his piano knife was, Tang Yu would drop ten times with one force and crush it directly.

Tang Yu's chess path has changed unexpectedly, and his style is extremely tough. The black and white chess pieces fly in the air, and the power is shocking.

"Is this just a cave monk? this is the 'wind'!"

Meng Sunchang's eyes widened and said, he knew that Tang Yu was not easy to match, but Tang Yu's move still scared him.

"Wind" is the sign of a monk who is not confused, but Tang Yu's shots and moves have the true meaning of "wind", which is really too scary.

Poor Tan Zhongmou is also a strong man, but he was forced to retreat by Tang Yu all the way, and he withdrew from the square all the way.

There may be more than a dozen rounds of fighting between the two, but Tan Zhongmou only attacks once, and the others are all on defense, not even defending, they can only be regarded as exhausted and embarrassed!

Finally, Tang Yu retreated.

In an instant, he retreated to the highest seat of poetry.

"Master Tan, you are not in a very good state today, you and I have already finished the order, let's come back another day!" Tang Yu said lightly.

Tan Zhongmou's face was flushed, although there was something unconvinced in his heart, but where did he have the face to challenge Tang Yu again?

Based on his feelings, Tang Yu was not a cultivator of the Unconfused Realm, because although Tang Yu had comprehended part of the true meaning of the "wind", this true intent was very weak, and there was no domineering true intent of the Immortal Realm cultivator.

If it was a cultivator of the Unconfused Realm, he might not be able to hold on to a move.

But no matter what, Tang Yu's cultivation can reach this point, and Tan Zhongmou feels that he seems to have no possibility of winning.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt an indescribable frustration in his heart, just imagine that he had practiced all his life, and his age was close to the age of sixteen, and he was not as good as a seventeen-year-old boy.

If only he had a dull qualification, at a young age, his qualifications were among the best among his peers.

At the stage of high bachelor's degree, he is also a well-deserved gold medal scholar.

has qualifications, but he has not become a strong man, he can only sigh that his background is too poor, and today's defeat can be said to have completely destroyed his pride.

The young man is a genius, the middle-aged is a mediocre talent, and the old age is a rotten wood, and the time is also fate?

Tang Yu turned his head and said, "Master Zong, Lord Tan is not in a good state today, and it seems that he can't reveal the mystery of the four arts. Now it's up to you!"

Tang Yu's expression was indifferent, but his tone was undoubted.

Zong Kui's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

His cultivation is not as good as Tan Zhongmou, and he is self-aware of this.

As soon as Tang Yu made a move, he quickly defeated Tan Zhongmou, and the cultivation he showed was so high that he almost didn't believe his eyes.

Now, Tang Yu has solved Tan Zhongmou, but directly challenged him, what should he do?

He even wondered if Tang Yu would take this opportunity to destroy him, but it was a big deal to say that he had missed and hurt people afterwards, where would he go to be reasonable?

Zong Kui was very afraid of death, this was his weakness, and when he was afraid in his heart, he became timid.

was cowardly, and did not dare to fight at all.

Immediately, he didn't care about face, and bowed down to the ground and said: "Lord Tang's cultivation is superb, and Xia Guan is not your opponent, this is ...... than me."

"Hey!" Tang Yu pretended to be friendly and said, "Master Zong, you don't have to excuse yourself, let's stop at the point." I only use the regular script in the calligraphy, but there will be no accidents, our competition is just to give a little encouragement to the scholars of Hengzhou!"

Tang Yu said it easily, but the more relaxed he looked, the more afraid Zong Kui became.

As a political lord, he is the most suspicious, and Tang Yu's strong request makes him feel even more uncomfortable.

Why did Tang Yu have to let himself go? Bacheng had some conspiracy and tricks, and he didn't have to worry about running out of firewood to keep Qingshan, but he couldn't be fooled by him.

It's a pity that he didn't expect that this excuse would have a negative effect on him.

The dignified Buzheng master, the master of the Cave Xuan Realm, doesn't even have the courage to do it, no wonder the Buzheng Yamen can only be under the prefect's yamen, this relationship between the top and bottom is logical.

Zong Kui even excused himself, and many of the onlookers couldn't help but show disdain.

Master Tang made it very clear, only use the basic way of regular script, which is the way of calligraphy for the cultivation of high scholars. The mana of the monks of the Cave Xuan Realm is very high, and it is difficult for the regular script to exert the power of mana at all.

When Tang Yu said this, he almost tied up his cultivation.

Under such circumstances, Master Zong did not dare to fight, which was really a shame for the scholar.

Meng Sun Chang on the side really couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and said, "Lord Tang, let me accompany you to show your cultivation! Lord Zong, hehe, I've been busy with government affairs all these years, I'm afraid I'm afraid that I'm negligent in my cultivation......"

Meng Sun Chang glanced at Zong Kui coldly, and did not hide his contempt.

It's a shame that such a guy still wants to join forces with me to deal with Tang Yu.

Fortunately, he didn't get dizzy and stopped the car in time, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to fight Tang Yudou at all.

Although Meng Sun Chang is a military general, he is actually a bachelor, and the martial arts have declined in this year, and Wu Xiu can only be seen in the barracks.

And the generals in the barracks have always been both civil and military, and they are mainly literary.

Meng Sun often led his troops to fight, and he didn't show much cultivation, but in fact, his cultivation was not weak, even if it was not as good as Tan Zhongmou, it was not much worse.

"It's okay!" Tang Yu nodded lightly.

"General Mengsun loves calligraphy, and today you and I will compete with calligraphy. Tang Yu said.

Meng Sun often didn't dare to hold it up, and saluted in a proper manner, and said: "Please also ask Lord Tang's subordinates to show mercy, and strive to make the scholars see the subtlety of the four arts!"

Both of them use the imperial pen technique, Tang Yu performed "Huaisu Tuoti", light and chic, but seeing that his robe is fierce, he is not as old as a weak crown, but the bearing and style are really impressive.

Sun Youren had been very nervous, but at this time, he couldn't help but smile, and said softly: "A poetry meeting, Hengzhou has stabilized its footing! Wuling academic circles, it is really a great fortune to have such a genius...... (to be continued.) )