"Perhaps, Lin Gongzi has other specialties......"

Some girls muttered, but no one cared.

Specialty?

What is the face specialty? Or where is the specialty?

But no matter how long it is, the opponent on the opposite side is Qi Ye!

The son of Shangshu, that's Shangshu!

"Don't you believe my brother?" Pan Xiaowu revealed her figure at this time, and she still had a cup of freshly baked milk tea in her hand.

Because many people came out to watch the play, there was no one in line at the shopkeeper Tong, so Pan Xiaowu went there first to ask for milk tea before coming over.

"Believe? What to believe? Someone replied to Pan Xiaowu: "Qi Ye is a general-minded martial artist, even if he doesn't use the power of martial arts, he is also a Confucian student, but what about Lin Ke?" ”

"I don't want you to say that about my brother!" Pan Xiaowu shouted: "I can't help asking, how can you let my brother go?" You're a little black, aren't you? ”

"Little black? Naming 'black' and 'kid' is a bit of a mistake for me just now, I'm not discrediting, I'm just telling the truth. The person chatting with Pan Xiaowu shook his head.

"Although my brother is a lowly family, he can also defeat Qi Ye, and this guy from the left division of Jingzhao Mansion!" Pan Xiaowu didn't care so much, and defended Lin Ke in every way.

This made the young man helpless: "You don't know the difference between ordinary people and the artistic conception!" ”

"As everyone knows, the way of reading can be divided into nine realms: Confucianism, Xiucai, Confucianism, Scholar, Confucianism, Confucianism, Gentleman, Semi-saint, Sub-saint, and Saint.

Although there is no ninth realm except for the three deities, the eight realms of martial arts are also good, namely martial arts, general body, general meaning, general spirit, martial king, passage, unity and majesty. ”

Speaking of this, the young man pointed in the direction behind him: "Although Qi Ye only has the third realm, which is the realm of communication, he can even match the existence of the Confucian realm within five steps, not to mention that he is still a Confucian ......."

"So what?!" Pan Xiaowu didn't understand what the young man was saying at all: "I know some readers, my neighbor's second dog is, he is reading with a book all day long, and I can slap him to death!" ”

As she spoke, Pan Xiaowu shook her thick arms, causing the wind to whirle, and the people around her hurriedly retreated.

"It's different, miss." The young man shook his head again: "People who read books are not the same as people who have read books. ”

He sighed with emotion: "The Confucian habitat can repel the enemy with a single word; Those who show off their talents have a clear mind and eyes like a torch, and people who are not in the court cannot easily hurt their bodies; In the realm of Confucianism, there is no limit to speech, writing, etc., and you can use your lips and swords and witty words when you exit into chapters, and you can also chant a poem, and your words will come true......"

"In this case, just by relying on the physical body, you can resist or even match the Tongyi martial artists who exist in the Confucian realm, do you say that it is powerful?"

"Moreover, at that time, Lin Gongzi is afraid that he will not even be able to withstand the word 'roll' in the Confucian habitat Qiye!"

After the young man finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to Pan Xiaowu, but walked back towards Tongfu Restaurant: "Milk tea is very delicious, I have to drink more before Lin Ke is defeated......"

Pan Xiaowu suddenly became angry: "You stop!" What do you say, you! ”

And just as Pan Xiaowu was talking to the unknown son, tension had become between Lin Ke on the upside-down camellia shop and the young man from Jingzhao Yin Zuosi.

Butcher Zhang also paid attention at any time, for fear that Lin Ke would be injured.

After all, when it comes to Wendou now, how can he be regarded as an elder level, and it is not easy for juniors to interfere with Wendou.

And most importantly, it seems that Lin Ke is not afraid of the young man.

"Lin Ke, now that you have spoken the poem, what is the comparison in the future?"

The fairyland painting workshop is next to the upside-down hanging camellia shop, and the voice at this time is from Wang Lin.

"It doesn't matter." Lin Ke shook his head slightly: "Poetry is where it is, there is no need to be meticulously crafted, today I want to compare the text, why am I afraid of no text in my stomach?" ”

Wang Lin raised her eyebrows and stopped talking.

She considered that this young man came with a purpose, and this young man's purpose was likely to consume the poems in Lin Ke's womb.

The purpose is to make Lin Ke have no poems available when he competes with Qi Ye a month later!

But she saw that Lin Ke was quite confident, so she didn't question Lin Ke anymore.

Young people, if they don't listen to the elderly, are either self-confident or conceited.

She felt that Lin Ke was not a conceited person and had always been humble.

Lin Ke looked at the young man who claimed to be the son of Zuo Si of Jingzhao Mansion, and his eyes were calm: "What kind of poem, you can come up with any question, and I will take it!" ”

Everyone was in an uproar.

"It's so handsome and domineering, I like it!"

"Sure enough, Brother Lin's posture is worthy of the title of solving cases like a god!"

"Hmph, don't be ashamed, his opponent is a ...... of Confucianism"

"Yikes! This Puxin man dared to say that Brother Lin was not ashamed, who understands Jimei......"

And the young man squinted at Lin Ke when he heard Lin Ke's words, no one can write a poem casually, and many people can write a chapter because they have a manuscript before.

So he thinks that Lin Ke may have something, but not much!

There is a limit to people's talents.

"How?" The son of Jingzhao Yin Zuosi looked at Lin Ke and squinted: "Don't dare?" ”

Of course, the purpose of his coming is not to fight with Lin Ke, nor is it simply to find fault.

As Wang Lin said, he just wanted to consume Lin Ke's talent in advance.

"What's the subject?" Lin Ke's eyes are still unwavered.

Promised!

Lin Ke agreed!

The expressions of the onlookers became excited.

A lowly detective master and a Confucian Confucian student actually want to test poetry?

And the smile on the young man's face became even bigger: "Since you are a lowly, then you will use the title of 'lowly', the law of seven words, can you do it?" ”

"Yes." Lin Ke said directly: "Do you come or me first?" ”

"Of course I'm mentioning that I'll come first." Young people recite poems directly.

"Born like an ant to deceive itself,"

"The cheap is a prostitute, and then forgiveness."

"Sorrowful and sad face loess,"

"How can the sages shepherd all the people?"

As soon as the words fell, a wind naturally rose, causing the young man's clothes to be windless.

At the same time, a force suddenly landed within a radius of 100 miles.

"This ...... Is this a vision?! ”

Someone exclaimed.

At this time, a force descended in the dark, and a burst of waits suddenly blew within a radius of a hundred miles, and thick dark clouds appeared in the sky and suppressed them.

Everyone suddenly felt a strange feeling.

Civilians, don't feel anything.

But the people of honorable and lowly status are one by one who feel prominent.

For those who are honorable, they feel that their bodies are slightly relaxed, as if they are standing on the clouds.

The lowly people felt as if they were about to be crushed by the thick black clouds.

At the same time, an invisible aura enveloped him, and the lowly person could only feel that his body was heavy, and the strength in his body seemed to be taken away.

The people of the honorable nationality seem to draw strength from the people of the lowly nationality.

"It's ...... Vision! ”

"Hundred miles of vision?!"

Someone exclaimed, pointing at the young man speechless.

Lin Ke, on the other hand, was stunned.

Hundred miles?

What kind of broken name is this......

How does it feel like the name of the artillery battle?

At the same time, Lin Ke felt the power that had been taken away from his body, and took a step forward.