Douluo Peerless Assassin Legend of Tangmen

"Mingze, can you really beat those three people?" Wang Dong also said a little worriedly. Although Mingze's speed in solving the questions had surprised him before, he still couldn't help hearing the famous names of the three people opposite him. Mingze became worried.

"Don't worry, apart from this handsome face, what I'm most proud of is my talent." Mingze's words made Wang Dong giggle.

Mingze followed the book boy in front of him to Biewan, and his eyes lit up in vain. The building in front of him was mainly red and decorated with gold. Under the dim lights, it looked magnificent.Surrounding the building, there are towering old trees and shade trees. The whole house is very gorgeous with green tiles and red roofs.

"You two gentlemen, please come this way." Stepping into the hall, Mingze and Wang Dong were led by the book boy to sit down. It was still early, so they began to close their eyes and rest.

After a while, more and more scholars came in. They were either old students from various academies or the famous lay scholar Yaxin.They all came after receiving invitations from the Xingluo royal family.

Most of them held golden invitations, and only a few held gold-plated and red tickets like Mingze.

But suddenly, the originally elegant atmosphere suddenly became restless. Mingze squinted one eye and took a look. It turned out that three of the four great talents from before had arrived.All the scholars in the hall came forward to flatter the three of them.

"Young Master Nanmen, the song "Nanmen Po" you played in the imperial hall was so nice. I also have a lot of experience in playing the piano, but it's really not as good as the young master."

"No, don't look at your talent. Little Prince Bai, I have bought your new poetry collection. It is really wonderful. I can't put it down!"

"It's a real honor to participate in the poetry conference with the three young masters today."

Except for Mingze and Wang Dong, almost all the scholars stood up and greeted him.

"Young masters, please take your seats quickly. The game will begin soon." A voice like a silver bell sounded.

The previous platform had been filled with a faint layer of white, and in the middle of the platform stood a girl wearing a red dress.

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A red dress and gauze set off the ice-cold skin, giving people a perfect feeling. "Welcome, gentlemen, to the No. 20 Poetry Conference hosted by the Star Luo Empire. Please show your talents to your heart's content." As she spoke, she smiled sweetly and made a complicated but very elegant gesture. etiquette.

Some discerning people have already noticed that this is the youngest sister of His Majesty the Emperor of the Star Luo Empire.I didn’t expect that the Star Luo Empire would attach so much importance to this poetry conference.

"There are three stages in this conference. At the beginning, all the gentlemen will share their own poems, then there will be songs and poems, and finally, there will be a session where the gentlemen will learn from each other and compete against each other.

There will be three judges in this competition, who will give scores based on the performance of each young master in each round. The one with the highest final score will receive the 3-year-old emerald swan head soul bone in the ring behind me, the attached soul bone, and bonus 100 million gold soul coins. "

Upon hearing the reward, many people's eyes widened immediately. This reward is the most generous reward in history!Many students are gearing up and ready to show off.

"In the first round, write a poem. From ancient times to the present, plum blossom has always been a flower favored by literati. Please use plum blossom as the theme, regardless of the type of poem."

When everyone heard this topic, they all frowned and thought about it.At this moment, a clear voice sounded, "There is a poem below, it is a current work."

Everyone's eyes were attracted to the owner of the voice, and when they took a closer look, it turned out to be the young prince they had mentioned before.

"The mountains are covered with snow when traveling," Little Prince Bai said as he stepped out.

"The fragrance is plum blossoms." Immediately after the second step, there was still a slight smile on his face.

"Ding Ning Mingyue Night" Before anyone could react, Little Prince Bai took three more steps and recited a poem.

The last sentence came, and everyone present held their breath, waiting for Little Prince Bai's voice.

"Recognize the shadow." Then he took two steps and said loudly.

A total of seven steps, and a five-character poem is completed.

The crowd was suddenly in an uproar, and all they could hear was clapping and shouting.

"You are indeed Mr. Bai, who is known as the King of Poets. He is truly worthy of his reputation. It is really a feast for my eyes!"

"Haha, that's right. I think the poems that will follow will be dimmed under the influence of Mr. Bai's seven-step poem."

Countless scholars admired Tao from the bottom of their hearts.

"Before the plum blossoms bloom, Mr. Bai's poem has already described the slanting posture of the plum branches, which is so lifelike. It's really a quatrain." At this time, the referee actually also spoke, which seemed to be very expressive to Mr. Bai. satisfy.

"Pfft." Just as everyone was trying to flatter Mr. Bai, Mingze, who was sitting in the corner, couldn't help but sneer.Is this also called a quatrain?

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Mingze, and Wang Dong beside Mingze was a little flustered by the stares.

"What? Could it be that this brother looks down on this poem?" Little Prince Bai said to Mingze with a cold light in his eyes.

"Ding, a random event has been detected and the task [Two Poems on Plum Blossoms] has been released. Reward: 100 points, [Instrument Master] is proficient." Mingze's eyes suddenly lit up. This was the first time the system rewarded proficiency skills, and then he immediately calmed down. , said: "No, no, I just feel that your flattery is a bit too much. It can't be called a quatrain."

As soon as Mingze said this, there was an uproar.

"Oh? This young master is so confident that he dares to ask for his name?" After saying this, Bai Yumo's interest was aroused.

"I have been studying for two years. I am a lost little book boy in the world, Tang Bohu. I am also quite inspired here. I boldly compose poems on the spot and compete with Mr. Bai." None of the literati present are the kind to watch a fight. If people from the Soul Competition let people know that students from Shrek Academy are here to play, Mingze will be in trouble.

"Hey, Mingze. What about Tang Bohu? Also, are you sure you can compete with that Mr. Bai?" Wang Dong beside Mingze whispered immediately.

"If people know that the two of us are playing around here, trouble will come. Later you will change your name to Qiuxiang. When I call you Qiuxiang, I am calling you. And you can watch it later." Ming Ze whispered in Wang Dong's ear again.

"Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, I am lonely and without an owner. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy."

Just when many students were about to mock Mingze, Mingze had already stood up and said loudly.Many students were choked by these words.

"There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous. It turns into mud and grinds into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same." After walking a few steps, Mingze didn't stop talking, and the hearts of everyone present stopped.

What Mingze wrote was Ci, and his Ci was neat and tidy.As for the words written in a short period of time, everyone naturally believed that Mingze's skills were more superior than Mr. Bai's.

"Wind and rain send spring home, and flying snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already covered with ice, and there are still beautiful flowers and branches." After a few more steps, just when everyone thought it was about to end, Mingze suddenly burst out again.

"Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only repays spring when it comes.

When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled among the bushes. "After listening to this song, everyone in the audience took a breath.

It is also a poem written in seven steps, and every sentence is classic.Everyone's expressions were already dull, they were still immersed in the poem Mingze had just recited, unable to extricate themselves.

Mingze brought together Lu You and the Chinese fortune teller Yongmei. The two people, who spanned more than 900 years, expressed the plum blossoms in their eyes in the form of words, which can be called the masterpiece of Yongmei!

"It fell into mud and ground into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same... Okay, it's so good!"

"Tang Bohu is truly a hero."

And the referee who had been flattering Bai Yumo just now also said the same at this time: "There is not a word for plum in the whole poem, but the plum blossoms are written vividly. In the fourth sentence, the mood changes, and it is different from the sadness of the previous poem. Misery is different, hahaha. To be able to appreciate such a good poem, I have no regrets in this life!"

Even Bai Yumo sat there with shock on his face.His previous poems pale into insignificance compared with Mingze's.

Even though he was unwilling to give up, he still knew that he lost this game, completely.

Princess Xingluo, who was beside her, was in high spirits. She had never seen such a talented and handsome man before.

The style of Mingze's happy thoughts poems reflected in Wang Dong's mind, making him unforgettable for a long time.

"Ding, after completing the random mission [Two Poems about Plum Blossoms], rewards will be given out: Points x 100, [Instrument Master] is proficient."

"Is there anyone here who wants to come up with poems?" The audience was silent for a moment. Some scholars originally wanted to come up with their own masterpieces, but without Mingze's poem about plum blossoms, it could still fill the scene.

But now, even Bai Yumo, who was unruly at the beginning and known as the King of Poetry, pretends to be meditative. Naturally, people no longer even have the courage to write poetry.

"Since no one wants to continue composing poems, then the first step is that Mr. Tang Bohu wins. Do you have any objections?" Princess Xingluo said.

Mingze also found himself in the corner next to Wang Dong again, but what was different from before was that no one dared to ignore this great god this time.

"Then the next step is to make friends with the piano. Which young master is willing to take the lead in demonstrating?" Princess Xingluo had just finished speaking when there were two big men wearing the costumes of the nobles of the Xingluo Empire behind her, carrying the guzheng. Then he came up.

Mingze's eyes lit up when he saw the guzheng. He didn't expect that there was a guzheng in Douluo World.Dangjuan stood up again and said, "Actually, I am also somewhat proficient in the art of music. It is also known as: If the heart is broken by a piece of music, how can I find a close friend in the world. Let me show my shame first."

Everyone has a black look on their faces: Why is it you again?