Faced with the cynicism of a group of people, Yu Qiu responded in the most direct way. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Choke!

Yu Qiu pulled out his sword and pointed at a group of young talents with a cold gaze.

When a group of people saw Yu Qiu suddenly pull out his sword, they were startled and closed their mouths one after another, and they noticed that Yu Qiu seemed to be a martial arts person.

"Hmph!" Wang Xiangliu stepped forward and was about to speak, but Yu Qiu also spoke at the same time.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried. ”

"Who has a grievance today?"

When a song "Swordsman" came out, Wang Xiangliu's face changed suddenly, and his steps forward.

Originally, a group of young talents who were sneering and disdainful also changed color when they heard it, and looked at Yu Qiu with a hellish expression.

How do you say that...... What a poem!

In just four lines of poetry, it is much more flavorful than Wang Xiangliu's sixteen sentences, and the bold atmosphere overflows between the lines, directly depicting the image of a clever swordsman.

Yu Qiu sneered: "I named this poem Swordsman, what do you think?"

Everyone present looked at each other, embarrassed, and none of them dared to talk.

Just now, they were sneering at Yu Qiu and making disrespectful remarks, but the next moment Yu Qiu came up with a better poem, and his face was so hot and painful.

Yu Qiu sneered, thinking to himself, dare to compare poetry with me? I don't believe Yu if I don't compare to you!

At this moment, he heard the system's prompt again:

Congratulations to the host ......]

......

"Okay!"

Suddenly, someone spoke, and everyone couldn't help but look back, it was Li Qingshu on the stage.

I saw him intoxicated and said: "This poem is called a swordsman, and the first sentence 'ten years of sharpening a sword' shows that this swordsman's sword weapon is extraordinary, and it must be extraordinary, and the second sentence 'frost blade has not been tried', which depicts the sharp edge of the sword, but it also says 'never tried', which seems to be ready to move and full of killing intent!"

"And the last two sentences of the poem show the monarch today, who has injustice? It directly portrays the arrogant image of the swordsman, giving people a feeling of pride, good poetry! Good poetry......

Li Qingshu couldn't help but be overjoyed, and suddenly felt cold all over his body, like falling into an ice cave, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Wang Xiangliu turning his face and staring at him coldly.

He was immediately taken aback, knowing that he was overjoyed just now, he commented on Yu Qiu's poems, which indirectly offended Wang Xiangliu, so he immediately shut up and said no more.

"Hmph. Wang Xiangliu turned his head and looked Yu Qiu up and down: "Who are you scaring with a broken sword?" I vaguely remember where I read your poem...... I think you copied it, right?"

Wang Xiangliu questioned.

He didn't believe that Yu Qiu could make such a good poem in such a short time, and even if Yu Qiu wrote it, he didn't believe that Yu Qiu could make a second poem of the same level.

The most important thing is that it is impossible for him to give up the golden sword on the stage that is suspected to be the human emperor sword to Yu Qiu.

And when the people around heard Wang Xiangliu say this, they began to coax again:

"So this poem was copied? Yes, I said how could there be such a powerful person. ”

"This person's part-time job is too shameless, and he dares to take out the things he copied to show off, shameless!"

"That's right, you have the ability to make another song!"

"That's right, if you don't copy it, make another one!"

......

I don't know why, this group of young talents seems to have been stimulated by Yu Qiu, and the crowd was excited, and they gritted their teeth to target Yu Qiu.

Maybe it was Yu Qiu's calm and indifferent appearance that stimulated them, obviously made such a good poem, but he put on a look of ease and disapproval.

It seemed to be silently mocking everyone present, who was a bunch of rubbish.

Yu Qiu came back to his senses from the system prompt, listening to the doubts that sounded around him again, and couldn't help but flash a trace of disgust in his eyes.

These scholars just can't get used to seeing others as better than them.

At the moment, he replied domineeringly: "If you want to listen to poetry, just say how many you want." ”

Yu Qiu knew very well in his heart that the verses he knew must not be available in this world, because the history was different, how could there be the same verses?

Wang Xiangliu is completely a thorn in the egg, and he slanders him without evidence.

But he wasn't afraid.

Although it is impossible to memorize all of the 300 Tang poems, it is not a problem to memorize dozens of poems.

......

Yes?

Everyone present, including Wang Xiangliu and a few people upstairs, were shocked by Yu Qiu's domineering response, and they looked at Yu Qiu with an uncertain look.

What do we mean by how many poems we want? Can you still make a lot of poems of this calibre?

Whew, just brag!

Yu Qiu looked at the group of young talents who were blocked by his own words, smiled disdainfully, sorted out his thoughts, searched for some poems related to martial arts, and then began to read them endlessly.

"The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes. ”

"In the emperor's hegemony talking and laughing, it is better than getting drunk in life!"

......

"One sword spans 30,000 miles, and the sword aura is cold in nineteen states!"

......

"Even if there are all kinds of things that are not mine, accompanied by the white horse howling the west wind. ”

......

"I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to save the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun. ”

......

Yu Qiu opened his mouth, and he couldn't stop, and he read out more than a dozen poems aggressively, and there was no tendency to stop.

Everyone was dizzy and tinnitus and their brains were buzzing from Yu Qiu's stormy bombardment.

When did it become so easy to compose poetry? How did it feel that the headache of poetry was as easy for this person as eating and drinking? How could such good poetry come to an open mouth?

Looking at a group of people who were dizzy and embarrassed, Yu Qiu felt that the fire was enough, so he stopped, he took a deep breath, and prepared to end perfectly with a poem at the end:

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

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

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward.

will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan.

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born.

Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first.

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City.

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

......

Wow!

As soon as the chivalrous line came out, everyone present couldn't hold back, and the audience was in an uproar.

"It's a good ten steps to kill someone, and you won't stay for a thousand miles!"

"The bones of the dead are fragrant, and they are not ashamed of the heroes in the world...... Oh my God, how can you make a sentence like that?"

"Great talent, Your Excellency!"

......

The last trace of self-esteem in the hearts of the young talents present was gone, and there was a full inferiority complex left in front of Yu Qiu, no one dared to look at Yu Qiu's eyes, if they accidentally met, they immediately made a big red face and were ashamed.

"Tsk, who is this person? Jin has such a good poetic talent? I don't think this person is under the poet Shengjiang Jiujun. ”

In the box on the second floor, the white and chubby Jia Douyu had already crowded to the window at some point, stared at Yu Qiu with great appreciation, and said, "Come on!

"Eh, Mr. Jia, please slow down. Switzerland stretched out his hand to stop the slave that Jia Douyu was about to send to invite Yu Qiu up.

"What?" Jia Douyu looked puzzled.

"I know this person, his name is Yu Qiu. King Rui laughed, stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Xiangliu downstairs: "He is the young swordsman who destroyed the Shocking Dragon Martial Arts Hall in Wolong City, Wang Qigongzi, he came this time to find this person to seek revenge." ”

"Oh?" Jia Douyu's eyes narrowed, and his essence flashed: "No wonder this person dares to refute the face of Wang Qigongzi, tsk, isn't there a good show to watch now?"

"Yes, look at the face of the seventh prince, a little embarrassed. Rui Wang looked at Xiao Yanbei on the other side of the box with a little playfulness.

But he saw Xiao Yanbei's face indifferent, like a wooden man, where was the pestle, motionless.

But downstairs, Wang Xiangliu was iron-faced, he stared at Yu Qiu fiercely, clenched his back molars, and listened to the praise of Yu Qiu around him, trembling with anger.

He only felt that his face was gone, and he was so embarrassed that he was thrown home, and he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and let out a long roar: "You are looking for death!"