Lin Feng's voice kept echoing, but no one dared to respond.

It was really Lin Feng's every move, all of which were heroic and terrifying.

"Why, you are coming with great momentum, and no one dares to fight?"

Lin Feng asked again.

Before, he was forced to fight, and Lin Feng was somewhat forced.

After all, it is the right way to seize the time to cultivate now.

However, the atmosphere is here, the wine is drunk here, and if I don't chant a few lines of poetry, I always feel that something is missing in my heart.

Therefore, Lin Feng really wants to see how heroic the writers of Zhou Tian's world are.

"The old man has learned a lot, and he is older than you, so he won't take advantage of you, so let's try the calligraphy you are not good at."

Song Ziyi was the leader after all, and seeing that no one was willing to fight, he had to be the first to stand up.

But the old man's words made everyone roll their eyes.

As we all know, Song Ziyi is best at calligraphy.

As soon as the old man came up, he said that what he was not good at was calligraphy, which was obviously to hit Lin Feng and find a step for himself.

If he wins, he can use this to make a big fuss, saying that Lin Feng can't even win the calligraphy that he is not good at, and he will be famous.

If he loses, he can say that the worst thing he is good at is calligraphy, and if he loses to Lin Feng, he is also a deserved.

"I've seen a lot of shameless people, but a brazen person like you is definitely the first, and I'm afraid it's the last."

Lin Feng said unceremoniously.

"The old man sees that you are a junior, so let you compare calligraphy with you, you don't know what to do."

Song Ziyi said seriously, it seems that calligraphy is really his weakest item.

"Then you don't have to let me, which one of you is the strongest, let's compare?"

Lin Feng continued.

He's really happy.

I have never seen such a shameless writer.

"It's better than calligraphy, and if your will is so weak, what kind of system will it become?"

Song Ziyi said in a deep voice, and directly closed the coffin.

He was really afraid that everyone would make a coax and force him to be helpless, so he changed to something else, and then the gains outweighed the losses.

"Wasn't you arrogant just now? Why don't you dare to say yes now, are you afraid? ”

"I screamed so loudly just now, it turned out to be a bluff?"

"It turned out to be a silver gun wax head, which is useless!"

“……”

The scribes behind Song Ziyi coaxed one after another.

They thought that Lin Feng was afraid and didn't dare to compare calligraphy, so they never agreed, so they kept putting pressure on Lin Feng.

"Although this old man is shameless, but calligraphy is really a must, if you are not sure, I will take the Yue family to coax, and change it to something else than this old man."

Yue Guiling transmitted the message to Lin Feng, obviously worried.

"A shameless old man, I haven't taken it seriously."

Lin Feng responded.

"You are so domineering, people like it very much, but don't be too confident, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years."

Yue Guiling was still not at ease.

"Don't worry, Wendou is invincible, it's not just a casual talk."

Lin Feng said with great certainty.

"Okay then."

Yue Guiling was relieved a lot.

"Okay, as for calligraphy, you can ask first."

Lin Feng said indifferently.

"You're welcome!"

Seeing Lin Feng's promise, Song Ziyi suddenly showed a touch of joy, and his excitement was beyond words.

"The old man's calligraphy, Zhou Tian is the second in the world, no one dares to call it the first, compare calligraphy with the old man, see how the old man hits your Taoist heart is shaken?"

Song Ziyi picked up the pen, took a deep breath, and began to write.

"God rewards hard work!"

Four big words, jumping on the paper.

When everyone saw it, they immediately let out a burst of exclamations.

The scribes behind Song Ziyi applauded even more.

"The power penetrates the back of the paper, and the wood is three points, this is definitely the best word I have seen in my life!"

"Vigorous and powerful, the pen and ink are horizontal, and the old man is willing to bow to the wind!"

"Flowing water, in one go, these four words are definitely the pinnacle of Song Lao's work, far beyond any words written in his life, it is really admirable!"

"Agile and elegant, this is definitely the pinnacle, no one can beat it."

“……”

Many scribes are both compliments and heartfelt admiration.

When Su Tianxian and the others saw the four words, their hearts couldn't help but sink.

Although most of them don't know calligraphy, they can also see the subtleties of these four characters, which are indeed extraordinary.

In particular, Song Ziyi has the perfect cultivation of Xianzun, and the words he writes also have an inexplicable rhyme, if he seriously participates in it, he will definitely be able to gain something.

"This is the pinnacle, who else can surpass it?"

"It's over, Lin Feng is decided, definitely lost!"

"The Lord of Talent, the Holy Lord of the Holy Academy, is it going to be shaken by this Dao heart?"

"Alas, what a pity!"

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads, feeling sorry for Lin Feng.

It is really unsurpassable, and there is almost no hope.

"Haha"

"The old man didn't expect that he would be able to play extraordinarily today and write the pinnacle of his life, Lin Feng Xiaoyou, I'm really embarrassed, I'm really embarrassed!"

Song Ziyi was very happy and satisfied, and while brushing his beard, he admired his calligraphy and indulged in it.

In his opinion, no matter how well Lin Feng played, he would only have a draw with him, and it was absolutely impossible to win him.

So he was very proud, because even if Lin Feng tied with him, he did write the pinnacle of his life, which was enough to leave a strong mark in the literary world, enough to leave a name in history and be passed down through the ages.

In a sense, it was Lin Feng who made him, so his attitude towards Lin Feng changed and he became Lin Feng as a "little friend".

"How so?"

Su Tianxian suddenly panicked, and he couldn't stand steadily.

"I haven't made a move yet, don't panic!"

Lin Feng was still calm, and held Su Tianxian's little hand tightly to show comfort.

"Lin Feng, don't you think you still have a chance, right? Stop daydreaming! ”

The scribe who had been clamoring the most before seized the opportunity and began to shout again.

"Of course there's a chance!"

Lin Feng smiled confidently and took out the pointing pen.

Then cast the pen like a god.

If you write like a god, sign the name, and you can accept the person or thing that is signed.

In addition, there is another function of the pen, but it is not usually used, that is, to improve the level of calligraphy.

Along the way, Lin Feng didn't know how many times he had used the pen, and his calligraphy level had already been improved to the pinnacle.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and wrote with a stroke of his pen.

"When the sky is a chessboard star, who dares to play?"

"The ground is the string of the pipa road, which one dares to play?"

After writing, Lin Feng put away his pen and stood up, quite confident.

Everyone sighed and shook their heads constantly.

This handwriting is at most a tie with Song Ziyi's.

As the master of talent, he can't be the best in the world, and obviously can't be recognized by all readers.

However, the next moment.

"Whew"

The wind is blowing.

"Bang la la"

Rain.

"The pen falls into a storm!"

Song Ziyi couldn't help but shout.

Suddenly, the world was in an uproar.