In the beginning, I dig the graves of my ancestors and I become a cultivator and a monster.

As a disciple of the Langzong, Zhang Ping's heart is still towards his sect, and he cannot just watch the reputation of the Langzong be ruined by others.

Moreover, Zhang Ping was very dissatisfied with Mei Changqing, a pretentious person.

It's okay for that guy to show off in front of the disciples of the Wandering Sect, but if he comes to someone else's place to show off now, something will definitely happen.

No, Mei Changqing herself started to panic.

He didn't expect that the Wenye Sect would send the strongest genius Murong Suqiu as soon as they came up!

This is obviously to win 100%!

The crushing kind!

"If I had known I wouldn't have come forward! Damn it!"

Mei Changqing’s intestines are so green!

However, the First Elder foolishly had full confidence in Mei Changqing and encouraged him in a low voice: "Good disciple, let them know that our disciples of the Wandering Sect are both civil and military!"

"Haha, that's necessary."

Mei Changqing pretended to be stubborn, but in reality her pants were shaking so much that they almost fell off!

Zhang Ping had an Evil Thought Manifestation Talisman on his body, and he saw a strong blue aura on Mei Changqing's body!

Cyan is fear!

I saw that the green energy was getting stronger and stronger, and it turned green after a while!

"Hey, this guy is going to be scared to death!"

Zhang Ping couldn't help but snicker and gloat at the action on the field.

At this time, the dean stood in the center of the hall, stroking his beard and smiling: "As we all know, literary competition can be divided into piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Which one or several items do you two want to compete?"

Mei Changqing took a sharp breath and cursed in her heart: "Isn't Wen Dou likened to poetry? How come there is also music, chess, calligraphy and painting! Old man, are you kidding me! I seriously suspect that you are siding with the Wenye Sect!"

But his opponent Murong Suqiu was very calm, with a faint smile on his red lips: "Danqing painting is the first strength of our Wenye Sect. In order to prevent others from saying that we are incompetent, I took the initiative to exclude painting and calligraphy!"

As soon as these confident and humble words were uttered, hundreds of guests at the venue nodded their heads: "To have such courage at such a young age, you are truly a great general!"

"I have heard that Fairy Murong Suqiu is not only stunningly beautiful, but also has excellent moral character. When I see her today, she is really like that!"

They are not stingy with their praise, and of course they are flattering.

Wenyezong has expanded its power rapidly in recent years, and Murong Suqiu is recognized by the Confucian and Taoist sect as a rare genius in a millennium, and his future achievements will definitely be immeasurable!

Now it is very necessary for everyone to show their goodwill in front of her and leave a good impression.

Then I saw Murong Suqiu's beautiful eyes turning, looking at Mei Changqing: "Then let's play piano, chess, and poetry today. How about winning two out of three games?"

After hearing this, Mei Changqing panicked again!

He knew a little about poetry and composition, but in piano and chess skills, apart from his talent, the longer he practiced, the better he became!

Mei Changqing, a show-off, spends all his time going to martial arts shows to show off, so how can he really immerse himself in piano and chess skills?

At this time, the great elder said coldly: "My disciple Mei Changqing is proficient in everything, let's compare with these three!"

Mei Changqing's eyes widened with disbelief!

Master, you can just brag, don’t take me with you!

But now, Mei Changqing is still riding a tiger and can't get off. She can only catch a duck and put it on the shelf, but she doesn't forget to pretend to be calm and calm: "Okay, let's get started!"

After receiving Mei Changqing's confirmation, the atmosphere became more and more lively, and more and more guests gathered around to watch. More than two thousand people had come to the huge academy reception hall, and the number was still increasing!

"In the first round, as usual, both sides will compete in poetry recitation first!"

The dean took a step forward, looked at the grand ceremony of today's academy, smiled and said: "Today is the opening ceremony of our Wenlai Academy branch. Both parties will write a poem with the academy as the theme!"

The guests at the scene nodded and said with a smile: "The dean's plan is very good! Not only can it showcase the literary talents of the two geniuses, but it can also bring glory to the academy. It is a wonderful thing that kills two birds with one stone!"

Wenye Zong Situ Haonan and Murong Suqiu looked at each other and expressed no objection. Moreover, the poems and poems they wrote may still be left in the academy for people to appreciate, and their names will last forever!

But Mei Changqing panicked and shouted in her heart: "Isn't this poetry competition a competition of poetry recitation? Let's see who can recite it better. To put it bluntly, isn't it a recitation competition?"

"But now you are saying that you want me to create my own poems? If you hadn't told me earlier, I can only read other people's poems, how can I compose my own poems! Do you literary people have to be so sentimental?"

In order to buy herself some time to squeeze out some ink from her mind, Mei Changqing smiled hypocritically and said to Murong Suqiu: "Fairy Murong, please go first!"

In the eyes of others, his humility was a sign of confidence, so Murong Suqiu immediately became cautious and smiled: "That little lady is more respectful than obeying orders. I must come up with a good poem to deal with you."

Mei Changqing's heart felt for a while, and she secretly cried out: "No, you don't have to think about it, just think about it casually!"

Zhang Ping saw that the green aura of fear on his head was almost turning black, and he was so happy that he couldn't help laughing!

Mei Changqing looked over and couldn't help gritting his teeth: "Zhang Ping? And Wang Chang and Tuoba Li? Why are the three of them here!"

Now that he was discovered, Zhang Ping no longer hid, but looked at him with a look of gloating!

It seems to be saying - I'll let you show off, and let's see how embarrassed you are later!

At this time, Murong Suqiu took a step forward, her skirt fluttering, and her beautiful eyes looking around the academy, as if she was concentrating on composing a poem.

The more than 2,000 people around him immediately fell silent, for fear of disturbing Murong Suqiu's inspiration!

Mei Changqing originally wanted to ask Zhang Ping about his purpose here, but at this moment he had to shut up.

At the same time, I prayed deeply that Murong Suqiu could not think of a good poem!

Otherwise, you will lose your fortune!

But what happened was contrary to expectations. Murong Suqiu's eyes suddenly lit up, apparently inspired, and then she smiled softly with red lips and said what was in her heart:

The clear breeze in the academy fills the courtyard with fragrance,

The green ink and bamboo are tall and beautiful.

Literati and elegant people share this place,

Splashing ink and crying.

The love between family, country and the world is strong,

The cherry blossoms are as brilliant as fairy onions.

Magnificent through the ages,

The academy door opens to draw the sky flag.

As soon as this poem came out, there was a moment of silence, and then there was a burst of warm applause!

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

All the literati nodded repeatedly: "This poem not only touches on the topic, but also has a great atmosphere. It is really a wonderful sentence!"

"Fairy Murong's wonderful words should be left in the academy's history!"

"Quickly record the printing costs!"

They were so excited and the atmosphere was extremely lively!

Even Qin Xiaoyao and Wang Chang, who usually like to write and write, secretly praised: "Murong Suqiu is really talented and beautiful."

Tuoba Li frowned, obviously not understanding.

Senior sister Hua Linglong bit her red lips and asked Zhang Ping in a low voice: "Junior brother, Murong Suqiu is very attractive, right?"

Zhang Ping smiled slightly and began to lie again: "No matter how attractive she is, she is just a competitor to me. And senior sister is my destination and harbor."

Hearing Zhang Ping make his position clear, Hua Linglong couldn't help but feel moved in her heart. Junior brother knew that I was jealous, so he was trying to appease me.

After knowing Zhang Ping's intentions, Hua Linglong finally let go of her jealousy and secretly grabbed Zhang Ping's hand.

Zhang Ping felt the tenderness of Hua Linglong's jade hands and responded with tenderness.

At this time, Murong Suqiu faced the compliments that came one after another on the court, smiled and bowed: "It's such an honor that Su Qiu's poems can be liked by everyone!"

Next to him, Master Situ Haonan looked at the Great Elder and Mei Changqing with an arrogant look: "Everyone from the Wandering Sect, it's your turn now!"

For a moment, everyone looked at Mei Changqing!

They thought that Mei Changqing, who had just volunteered to represent the Langzong, must be very talented, so they all looked forward to what powerful poems he could come up with!

"Chang Qing, my teacher is optimistic about you, come on!"

The Great Elder didn't know the seriousness of the situation yet, so he winked at Mei Changqing, full of confidence!