Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

"Let me show you what real calligraphy is!"

Wang Xizhi laughed loudly, held the pen in his right hand, and pointed towards the starry sky. Suddenly, the star field ten miles away was filled with literary energy, forming a deep pool.

The water in the pond is literary spirit, talent, and the fragrance of pen and ink.

"What is this for?"

This strange behavior made everyone present feel confused and confused.

“Fancy!”

“Flashy!”

The book was written with a sneer and disdain in his eyes.

Wang Xizhi ignored it and walked towards the pool step by step. With each step he took, the talents around him became more intense, like the rising sun, becoming more and more dazzling.

By the time he walked into the pool, the talent surging throughout his body had already overshadowed the literary world.

Under the gaze of everyone, he dipped his pen in the pool.

Then, start writing.

One stroke fell!

The starry sky began to vibrate, and wisps of power came one after another, making the void unable to bear it and threatening to collapse at any time.

The words he wrote were also ‘Tao’!

Facts have proven that if you want to convince a person, you have to defeat him in the area he is best at.

"snort!"

Shu wrote and stood aside, secretly angry. Was this provoking him?

Disgrace yourself!

He still didn't believe that Wang Xizhi's writing of the word "Dao" could reach a half-step extraordinary level.

But gradually, the expression on Shu's hand became solemn, and he was shocked to find that Wang Xizhi's calligraphy level had reached the semi-transcendent level.

"How is this possible?"

As he wrote the book, his face was filled with shock, and his pupils were squeezed together. Although his expression remained unchanged, his hands in his cuffs were tightening uncontrollably.

This unconscious behavior showed that he was feeling very nervous at the moment.

There are five courtyards in the Wen Palace!

They are the Academy of Literature, the Academy of Poetry, the Academy of Ci, the Academy, and the Academy of Painting!

According to the ancestral precepts left by Emperor Wen, when discussing Tao through literature, as long as he loses three times, Wen Gong is considered defeated.

Therefore, he cannot lose!

This is related to the honor of Wen Gong.

"alright!"

Just when Wang Xizhi was writing the book and his mind was spinning, Wang Xizhi had already finished writing. The light of literature flickered and the power of Taoism lingered, making people mesmerized when reading.

"What?"

Wen Zhibi was stunned, so fast?

He hurriedly looked around and found that the word "Tao" was hanging in the air. Both the artistic conception and the power of Tao contained in it were slightly stronger than the word "Tao" he had written.

"Lost?"

This thought appeared in Wen Zhibi's mind, making him feel cold all over.

No!

Can't lose!

Absolutely can't lose!

"His handwriting is only slightly better than mine. As long as I don't say it, others won't be able to tell. In this case, it should be a tie!"

"If you use it properly, you can still win this game!"

As he was writing the book, his eyes flashed, and an evil thought came into his mind. His panicked state of mind gradually stabilized.

As the two rounds of discussion ended, the starry sky around the literary world was filled with the auras of many powerful people, including many geniuses and powerful people from the ten major ethnic groups.

"The artistic conception of these two words seems to be the same, so who wins?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I don't see any good words. The only difference seems to be that Wang Xizhi's words are more pleasing to the eye!"

"I guess I need to find a professional to identify it!"

"Keshu Zhubi is the best calligrapher in all the worlds. Who is qualified to appraise his calligraphy?"

As expected from the author of the book, many martial artists who were watching could not tell the quality of the two calligraphy works at all. This is the difference between amateurs and professionals.

"Elder Shu, you are a senior and a well-known calligrapher, so it is up to you to evaluate me!"

Wang Xizhi heard the commotion around him and said with a smile without changing his expression.

"good!"

Naturally, the book writer would not refuse. He strode forward, pretended to read it, then shook his head and said: "I have to say, the future life is terrible!"

Wang Xizhi narrowed his eyes slightly. As expected, there should be a twist behind this sentence.

"However, there is still a lack of practice, and I am a bit immature in my writing skills. However, I have achieved half-step to extraordinary level at such a young age. I have a bright future!"

After a pause, Shu wrote and continued.

The implication of these words is that Wang Xizhi's word "Tao" is not as good as his word "Tao".

"It seems that Da Qin Xianting has lost!"

After hearing this, the strong men who were watching all believed what Shu wrote and shook their heads regretfully.

Only a few people remained hesitant.

"false!"

"Is this the scholar?"

Among the crowd, a handsome young man in coarse clothes, holding an ancient book in his hand, said with disdain: "I thought the literary world was a holy place for preaching, but now it seems that it's okay not to join!"

In his hands, the ancient book bloomed with a faint golden light.

He seemed to agree with what the boy in rough clothes said.

"Yeah?"

Wang Xizhi narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was like a sword, and asked.

His voice is not loud, but it is full of righteousness and can make people reveal their innermost thoughts subconsciously.

Words can communicate with God!

"No"

As I was writing the book, I was about to say no, but when the words came to my lips, I immediately reacted: "What else?"

After saying this, he looked at Wang Xizhi with fearful eyes, decided to cut through the knot quickly, raised his right hand and said: "I swear with my Taoist heart, what I say is absolutely true!"

Daoxin vows!

It is a contract with all the heavens and the world. If it is violated, it will be counterattacked by the Taoist heart and die.

However, the Tao Heart Oath sounds very serious, but in fact it has loopholes that can be exploited.

It's like the two calligraphy paintings in front of you. Because no one can identify them, you can't tell the difference between them.

As long as the author of the book is determined that he is the winner, even if the Taoist heart swears, he will not be able to tell the difference, and naturally he will not be harmed at all.

"What a pity!"

In the crowd, Zhan Huanggu shook his head and said.

"That's not necessarily true!"

Beside him, Zhan Ruling, wearing a white robe with his black hair hanging behind his back, said affirmatively.

He found that Gui Guzi, Li Bai, Dong Zhongshu and others from Da Qin Xianting looked calm and not at all nervous.

What does this mean?

It shows that Da Qin Xianting has not been defeated yet!

Zhan Huanggu blinked his eyes, could there be something else going on?

"Yeah?"

On the water in the pool, Wang Xizhi asked again. Different from the last time, he did not use Haoran Zhengqi this time.

"This elder has sworn an oath with Taoism in mind, how can it be false?"

Shu wrote and looked at Wang Xizhi who was always calm. For some reason, he felt uneasy and said angrily.

"I gave you a chance!"

Wang Xizhi shook his head indifferently and placed the brush in his hand into the pool of water condensed by literary spirit.

The black ink instantly dyed the pool red.

It became Motan.

Immediately afterwards, a vast literary energy soared into the sky and fell into the calligraphy written by Wang Xizhi. It was like the seal was lifted, and countless Taoist powers swarmed in.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying supreme pressure came from the calligraphy treasure and swept across all directions.

It's like an invincible strong man has descended into this world.

Click!

The boundless void exploded.

The three thousand ways are prostrate, and the endless laws retreat.

Even onlookers standing thousands of miles away felt the supreme power, as if they were carrying countless sacred mountains, making it difficult to move even an inch.

This vision lasted for thirty breaths.

After the vision dissipated, everyone was stunned.

I saw the word "Tao" written in the book, completely crawling under the word "Tao" written by Wang Xizhi, like a minister worshiping the king, crumbling, as if it would disappear at any time.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Wang Xizhi's word "Tao", as if they were in a world of Tao power, with endless Tao lingering around them and purifying their souls.

boom!

In a moment, terrifying auras burst out.

Many warriors who observed Taoist characters made breakthroughs one after another.

"Hiss, this word is amazing!"

"I feel like I have entered a special state of cultivation, a bit like Taoist resonance!"

After Zhan Huanggu woke up, he took a deep breath.

Behind him, a phantom of an ape appeared, fighting against the sky and the earth, causing the world to collapse and all things to be extinguished.

"It's not the Tao that resonates, but the Holy Master teaching the Tao!"

Zhan Ruling, who had always been calm, could not remain calm, and said with a red face. Only an extraordinary calligraphy master could make people so close to Taoism.

What is a Holy Master?

In martial arts, everyone below the saint is an ant.

In the art of calligraphy, all those under the saint master are beginners.

Afterwards, Zhan Ruling looked at the book and wrote, and said coldly: "This guy is going to be in trouble!"

Daoxin vows!

It was okay that the winner was not decided, but now that the winner has been decided, the author of the book will bear the consequences of the backlash from his Taoist heart.

If you do something wrong, you will not live!