Even Song Lin has blind confidence in Yun Ze, she is still immersed in the scene when Yun Ze just killed the master of poetry in seconds, Yun Ze was full of pride when he read the poem, and that feeling is still impacting her Tianling Gai. Her gaze at Yun Ze was already full of fascination.

As for Yun Ze, looking at Yan Ming, who was talking to himself proudly, he just pouted and motioned for him to continue performing. He was even a little funny, this Yan Ming was really speechless.

actually learned Yun Ze's tone of speech, imitating what Yun Ze had just said to the master of poetry, and I don't know where he got the courage.

However, Yun Ze looked at Yan Ming's words and nodded slightly, although the character of this product does not seem to be good, but this character is indeed very good, no wonder it was praised by Emperor Jing.

For this book king, Yun Ze still knows a little bit. But no matter how powerful the book king is, he is better than him! It's still too far off! In his previous life, he was an ace agent and would play many roles.

The identity of the master of calligraphy, he has also played, of course, in terms of calligraphy attainments, he must not be weak, and even because of the chip in his brain, he can imitate almost anyone's words, even the words of any calligraphy saint since ancient times, he can imitate. For example, the thin gold body, the face body, and the book saint king body!

Here, the book king Yan Ming wrote down a poem. He turned his head to look at Yun Ze, put the pen down, and made a gesture of invitation to Yun Ze.

"Let's see...... After reading it, it doesn't hurt if you admit defeat......" The arrogance of his voice sounded very unpleasant.

Yun Ze looked at him playfully, and wrote with a pen on the paper laid out on the other side. Seeing that Yun Ze was writing, Yan Ming and a few people next to him came over, and some people even whispered the poem written by Yun Ze!

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles. If the wind stops, it can still be dusted but the water is clear. When the world saw my constant tune, they all sneered when they heard Yu Dayan. Xuan's father can still be afraid of the next generation, and her husband is not young. ”

The man's face changed as he read it, this is ...... One of the half-filled poems! The man looked at Yun Ze in shock.

And the people around were full of astonishment, they also heard that this was the whole poem, before everyone thought that Yun Ze would only be half a que, but now everyone knows that Yun Ze has not only written half a que!

However, compared to the shock of this person and the people around him, Yan Ming, who was full of smugness and disdain, frowned, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

This word...... Why is it so familiar! The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it looked like he had seen it somewhere, and just as he was stunned, he inadvertently glanced at his own words.

In an instant, he stood on the spot, and exclaimed even more.

With his exclamation, everyone also looked at Yun Ze's words, and then at Yan Ming's words. The people who saw the words were all stunned, and their faces were full of shock.

These people also burst out of their mouths. "How is this possible!"

With the exclamation of the people around them, more people came over, and everyone realized that the words written by Yun Ze were exactly the same as Yan Ming's font, if they hadn't seen the words written by Yun Ze himself. Everyone thought it was written by Yan Ming.

Everyone looked at Yun Ze in shock, as if they had seen a ghost, what is going on, could it be that Yun Ze and Yan Ming wrote the same words, but this is unreasonable.

There may be the same people in this world, but it is almost impossible for people who write the same words, unless they are deliberately imitated. But Yun Ze and Yan Ming can be said to have met for the first time, how can they imitate it.

Even Yan Mingliu has very few words, and even if there is, they are collected by rich people. Yun Ze is afraid that it is impossible to contact. Besides, Yun Ze has no reason to support himself after he is full, and it takes several years of effort to imitate Yan Ming's words.

Everyone felt extremely weird, and for a while they couldn't figure out why Bai Yunze could write the same words as Yan Ming.

But before everyone could figure out the reason, Yun Ze had already begun to write the second piece of paper, and the moment the words on the paper appeared, the people around him were suddenly stunned again, and their eyes were about to pop out.

"Boom...... Another type of font...... This font ...... Than Yan Ming's ...... How beautiful is it...... Good word! Someone couldn't help but praise it.

Everyone nodded unconsciously, and they looked at Yun Ze like monsters.

These people vaguely understood why Yun Ze could write the same words as Yan Ming, and Yun Ze estimated that he would be able to imitate Yan Ming's font just by seeing Yan Ming write a few words.

This kind of calligraphy skills can no longer be described in words, being able to read other people's words and imitate them in an instant, that is the calligraphy skills have reached the realm of reversing the truth, and can only be done.

In this realm, as long as you look at the strength used by others when writing, as well as the habit of using wrist force, and the trend of the pen, you can perfectly reproduce the same words.

"Jinzun sake bucket ten thousand, jade plate treasure straight ten thousand dollars. I couldn't eat when I stopped throwing my cup, and I was at a loss when I drew my sword and looked around. If you want to cross the Yellow River ice and congestion river, you will climb the snow and dark sky in Taihang. Idle fishing sit on the stream, and suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun. It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, it's safe now? There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea. ”

Some people are already reciting the poem, and at the end of the reading, everyone found that the sentence of the long wind and waves will eventually hang on the clouds and sails to the sea, and there is even a whole poem.

Everyone's shock turned into frightened eyes and looked at Yun Ze again, and everyone had a strong respect for Yun Ze.

And the shock of the crowd is not over...... Yun Ze took a piece of paper again and wrote. When Yun Ze wrote the first word on this piece of paper, everyone's jaws were about to fall in shock.

Someone pointed to the words on Yun Ze's paper, moved his mouth for a long time, and couldn't say a word, he was so shocked by Yun Ze that he lost his ability to speak.

"Awesome...... Another kind of font, alas...... Yan Ming lost...... There is no chance to lose......" At this time, someone couldn't help but sigh.

Yan Ming, who had an ugly face on the side, his face was blue and purple, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he was extremely angry in his heart. He felt his face hot, so hot that it hurt him.

He remembered every word he had just said, and every time he thought of it, he felt like he had been slapped in the face countless times. It's ridiculous, he even proudly said that he wrote it just now, and Yun Ze didn't have the courage to write it again.

But now it seems that he is the same as the clown, he doesn't know that a mountain is higher than a mountain, not to mention that Yun Ze imitates the words he wrote, just because Yun Ze has more than one font of calligraphy, he knows that he is in front of Yun Ze, in fact, he is similar to a clown.

Yun Ze's calligraphy attainments are already beyond his reach. Just kidding, even if you are a calligraphy master at the level of a calligraphy saint, I am afraid it will be difficult to be able to write several fonts. And each font is in a class of its own.

When Yun Ze wrote the fourth piece of paper, he was only halfway written, and Yan Ming's voice was a little dry: "I...... Lost! ”

His voice was full of unwillingness, but he was like a twilight hero, without the slightest courage and ambition. Yun Ze really abused him miserably, abusing him to the point that he doubted his life.

Hearing this, Yun Ze looked up at Yan Ming, who was full of dejection, and put down the pen in his hand. He looked at the people around him with complicated expressions and strange faces, and said lightly:

"Also...... Yes...... Who! Who else said this sentence very plainly, but the domineering in it. But it made everyone retreat unconsciously.

Everyone felt that Yun Ze in front of them was like an emperor, a peak that everyone could not surpass. Even if Yun Ze's demeanor was extremely arrogant at this time, no one felt that Yun Ze was crazy anymore!

Because, even if he is crazy, he has enough crazy capital, if you think he is not qualified, it can only be said that you are too ridiculous and short-sighted!

None of the people dared to have the courage to challenge Yun Ze, and in just two games, Yun Ze used his strength to crush everyone and dare not fight again.

Even the king of chess, the king of the piano, and the king of painting have all flinched, and they may have felt that Yun Ze has made a name for himself before. What is rumored out there may be falsehood.

After all, no one could be so powerful, but when they saw it today, they believed those rumors about Yun Ze.

For example, his piano skills are amazing, and his painting skills have been recognized by the saints, and even some people outside have snapped up his paintings at a high price, and as for the chess king, he also dare not fight with Yun Ze.

He remembered that when he was in Danyang City, one of the four great talents of Ning Su was crushed by Yun Ze in chess skills, and he believed that this was true, even if he was very confident in his chess skills.

But for Shang Yun Ze, he really didn't have any confidence anymore, and even he felt that Yun Ze didn't take the four kings in his eyes at all. No wonder Yun Ze would call them rubbish.

Compared to Yun Ze's strength, they are really rubbish.

Just when everyone was shocked by Yun Ze's momentum, suddenly, a loud bang sounded in the distant sky. Then, where a loud bang rang out, the flames burst into the sky.

Yun Ze looked at that place, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked. Finally started, and that direction was the mansion of the right prime minister Li Zheng, and setting fire to Li Zheng's mansion was the beginning of all actions.

In order to make the noise bigger, Yun Ze asked Xing'er and the others to use gunpowder. Not only arson, but also blowing up houses. This trouble, Li Zheng is only afraid that he will be scared for three days!

The people around were attracted by the loud noise, and they all came to the balcony, and everyone looked at the fire in the distance in disbelief.

His eyes were filled with shock and bewilderment. The flames rose into the sky, and the light reflected the beams of the sky and the building yellow. At the same time, in all parts of the capital, bursts of fireworks suddenly burst into the sky with the sound of explosions.

It was a firework set off by the people arranged by Yun Ze, in order to make the movement bigger and cover the other two passers-by who killed Gao Yi and Song Yu. And fireworks are the signal to do it.

The fireworks rising all over the capital exploded in the air, making the whole capital under the fireworks, and the brilliant brilliance added a bit of beauty to the capital.

Everyone was absorbed by this rain of fireworks, and their mouths couldn't stop letting out bursts of admiration. When the rain of fireworks explodes in the air, it looks like a chrysanthemum in full bloom. The brilliance of yellow made the entire capital yellow.

"What a beautiful chrysanthemum,......," a woman exclaimed.

When Yun Ze saw this scene, his heart suddenly moved, and his eyes looked at the other two places, and his eyes were a little distant. He opened his mouth and said lightly: "On September 8 of the next year, after my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will be killed, and the heavenly incense array will penetrate the capital, and the city will be full of golden armor." ”

There was a murderous aura in his voice. The poem reveals a sense of slaughter.