Lin Yanchen also sighed, the talented man of the island country is really talented!

Tonight, this flying flower order has been simplified so much, and the first question is still a flower word with a hand, and it can't be connected to the second circle.

Gold level, and the courage to come up and participate in the duel between kings.

Changsun Yi didn't talk nonsense, stretched out his hand and twitched again, and also spread it out.

Lin Yanchen looked at it fixedly, it was the word "water".

"There are no waves in the green river for thousands of miles, and there is no choice but to spend Vimo in this life."

Without waiting for others to react, Lin Yanchen took the lead in speaking.

This is the sentence that Zhou Yuanming continued just now, there is just water in it, and the rules do not say that it cannot be reused.

So if there is a chance to prostitute for nothing, how could Lin Yanchen let it go?

The other talents reacted, secretly shameless, and the next second was the remorse of "why didn't I think of it".

After half a column of incense.

Not surprisingly, another literati from an island country was eliminated.

Because there are a total of four people from the three major dynasties, all of whom are the best among the literati.

And the culture of their island country is even more declining than that of the mainland, so even the tallest of the short ones is vulnerable in front of the real tall ones.

It's just that Lin Yanchen, a eunuch in a palace robe, standing in a bunch of Confucian robes and literati, looks a little out of place.

But now no one thinks that he is not worthy of standing there, even if some senior Confucians have not made a masterpiece, he can make two poems, which is enough to prove that his poetic talent is higher than anyone present.

There is no elder or younger, and the one who achieves is the first. Lin Yanchen's level is more than enough to be their teacher.

In the next round of questions, the literati of the island country who were fishing in troubled waters fell down.

During this period, Lin Yanchen did not write a new poem, and relied on brazenness to answer first.

Almost all the few accumulations of the original body have been used, and the most important thing is to rely on the words of "Chivalry and Travel" to kill it three times.

Even the word "wind" is also used in "Bamboo and Stone", "Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is from east to west, north and south." ”

At this time, there were only five people left in the field.

Only one of them was an island literati.

His face is dark, his hair is sparse, his eyes are bright, and almost every round just now is a second answer, and his talent and learning background cannot be underestimated.

Lin Yanchen bowed slightly, and concluded: "This little black man, with short hair and long knowledge, is a fierce opponent. ”

And when the eldest grandson Yi was about to draw the next question, he was stopped by Zhou Yuanming.

"Your Majesty the eldest grandson, Xiaosheng proposes that for the sake of fairness, it is better to draw the last question, and directly compete for the final winner, which will save some time."

"Good."

Changsun Yi felt that it was easy to do this, and he kept changing the topic, and he couldn't feel the real showdown, and the competition was more about luck.

He put all the treasures on Lin Yanchen, and it was rare to have the opportunity to come into contact with "Xuanyin Nine Turns", and it was really unwise to miss it.

Among the five people present, only Lin Yanchen and Dugumo were left with questions that had not been drawn, and the remaining three-fifths would be drawn from the literati of the island country.

If it's the latter, the topic is much simpler.

But when Changsun Yi spread out the last question, not only a few people in the audience, but even everyone present was stunned.

I saw that the paper was different from the previous rounds, and it was not a normal word.

"What is this word, and why have I never seen it?"

"I learned the Three Kingdoms script since I was a child, but I didn't know this character, could it be that it is unique to your island country?"

The little black man standing on Lin Yanchen's right hand hurriedly shook his head when he heard this, "No, no, there is no such word in our hometown." ”

"Which genius wrote this, can you come out and explain?" Zhou Yuanming asked around the city.

Lin Yanchen didn't ink, took two steps forward, and coughed lightly.

"Ahem, it's down there."

"Lin Gong... Childe, can you explain to us, what is this word? And no one seems to know about poems with this word, so is it unfair? ”

There was a hint of panic in Zhou Yuanming's tone, after all, he wanted to use this to defeat Lin Yanchen and save face for Zheng Guo.

If he loses, it not only fuels his arrogance, but also loses "Xuanyin Nine Turns".

He was too confident just now, so he used this to attract Lin Yanchen to participate, but now that he thought about the consequences, he regretted it.

If the exercises are leaked, not to mention the master, it will inevitably be severely reprimanded by the master, and when he returns to Zheng Guo, he will be demoted to a commoner, or even exiled to the army.

However, the army is not going to the front line, as a prince, even if he loses the first page of the defective copying exercises, he will not lose his life.

After all, the first page alone is not enough to learn even one turn, and the threshold for practicing this exercise is extremely high, and the first part is mostly accumulated, and it really breaks out after the second turn.

This also leads to the fact that the value of the first turn part is not high, so that he can carry the homepage with him.

At this time, Lin Yanchen did not open his mouth to explain, but took a pen and paper from the side, wrote down a long string of dense numbers, and put it in front of everyone.

"This character is 'π' (pie), which I saw in a miscellaneous book, and the title is not for this, but a string of number symbols symbolized by this character, 3.14159265 (a word is omitted later)"

"We and the literati follow the order, and the poem can have the above number in it."

Everyone suddenly realized.

"Fun and fun!"

"Brother Yan Chen is talented!"

"I've never played such an interesting flying flower before, but I'm looking forward to it."

Immediately, the flying flowers began.

After Xiao Heizi's poem with the word "three", it was Lin Yanchen's turn, he was "one".

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles."

Lin Yanchen is like before, repeatedly using it, after all, picking up his own wool can't be regarded as a white prostitute.

Dugu Mo was a little speechless, "This surnamed Lin is so opportunistic, he is really shameless, and he is really ashamed to be with this guy." ”

I thought so in my heart, but when it was his turn to pick up "five", he read it almost without the slightest hesitation.

"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light."

When Lin Yanchen heard this, he was angry in his heart.

"Damn, Lao Tzu was actually prostituted for nothing! This guy is really brazen! ”

This Dugu Mo actually used his song "Chivalrous Travel" to pick it up, but the rules set at the beginning were really simple.

He himself also played side balls, and he was embarrassed to bring it up.

After some tugging, he went straight to the sixteenth decimal place, and finally eliminated the Yasukuni dragon trick.

Another half of the day passed.

Several people came to the thirty-fifth decimal place.

What surprised Lin Yanchen was that it was not the little black man of the island country who was eliminated this time, but Dugu Mo, the prince of Yasukuni.

"This guy is useless, don't be stolen by the little black man in the end." Lin Yanchen complained in his heart.

"Hmph, Brother Yan Chen, I see that you made seven C-grade poems on the spot, it won't be Jiang Lang's end, right? Or do you disdain to memorize the masterpieces of your ancestors on weekdays? ”

Zhou Yuanming was also very tired.

Many times he watched Lin Yanchen be eliminated, but every time the other party made a new poem within ten breaths.

And the quality is up to standard, just grade C, not a random compilation, the poems have a bit of artistic conception and charm.

If it is made by ordinary people, it must have to be pondered for a day or two, but this Lin Yanchen can actually be mass-produced, and the quality can meet the standard every time, which is very angry!