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To be fair, it's very confusing.

Everyone was surprised.

This?

It is estimated that each of them has experienced a lot of powerhouse ruins, but to be honest, who has encountered such a situation?

In the ruins of the strong, they were allowed to write poems improvisationally?

This?

To be honest, this kind of thing makes them feel a little dazed.

Out of more than 500 people, 200 of those who wrote badly written poems will die!

Who has encountered such a situation?

Everyone compares their strength and ability. Can talent also become a factor that determines life and death in the ruins?

But it is so!

"This??"

At this moment, some people are happy and others are worried.

Here, no matter how powerful people are, they are not necessarily talented.

But to be honest, even if the talents of the older ones are not particularly amazing, they are generally more powerful. It should not be said that they are one of the two hundred people who are about to die!

When they reach a high level, many of these strong people will come into contact with some cultural things, because their hearts need more enrichment and satisfaction.

No matter how bad it is, after all their experience is here, improvisation has an advantage over others.

"There are specific rules here."

Someone saw a piece of paper on a table and said.

Many people came over.

"The rules say there can't be any communication, otherwise it's death, and it has to be improvisation."

"But to be honest, this senior is a character from many, many years ago. Over the years, he doesn't know if there are any poems written by us outside, whether it is our original or not."

A person pondered.

"I guess there shouldn't be such a loophole. I'm afraid that if anyone does this, the consequences are really unimaginable."

"I guess no one would dare to plagiarize poetry from the outside world. Unless you want to die, everyone is not a fool, but if you really can't do it, you might do it."

"Then now, are we going to start?"

"The incense is lit."

"…"

Everyone saw a direction, and in that direction, they didn't know when a stick of incense started to light!

This time, everyone panicked.

"Quick, quick, let's start!"

"Grass! Who can withstand this, hurry up!"

Everyone didn't dare to linger any longer, and hurriedly found a table and sat down.

Ye Tianyi died of laughter.

What he's not afraid of the most is this kind of thing.

"Sister Sakura, is there a problem?"

Ye Tianyi glanced at Ying Yunuo and asked.

"Don't worry, there is absolutely no problem."

Sakura Yunuo said.

In addition to cultivating, Ying Yunuo spends the rest of her time liking these things.

No way, she has the body of disaster, so she can't have some other activities.

I just didn't expect it to come in handy here.

And eldest brother Bai Baihao, Ye Tianyi don't need to worry.

They came from the lower world together.

Although it is said that it cannot be plagiarized, if the things from the lower realm cannot be used here, then it is unreasonable.

But not necessarily!

"Uncle, are you alright?"

Bai Tianhao smiled and said, "Of course there's no problem, trivial."

"Well, that's fine!"

From now on, they can't talk to each other, or they can talk to each other, but they can't say anything about creation.

Ye Tianyi sat down.

Just above the void, the strong man's words have been very clear. Here, who can get the Xuantian sacred artifact depends on who has the best performance in the end! At the same time, the person needs to survive.

"Mother."

A young woman looked at a middle-aged woman.

"Well, don't worry, just compose a poem according to what you usually learn. It shouldn't be a big problem."

The woman said lightly.

"Yes, mother."

Ye Tianyi turned his head and glanced.

What about the mother and daughter?

But they didn't look anything special either.

As for the cultivation base, they are all in the real **** realm, and they belong to the bottom.

It seems that their mother and daughter should come to this ancient battlefield to find a chance!

It is quite courageous and courageous.

But what they thought was too simple!

Even if they finally got the Xuantian sacred artifact here, how could they be able to take this hot potato away alive?

"What about writing a song?"

Ye Tianyi pondered.

If you look at the performance, then you have to look at it from now on.

So, whoever wrote the best poems in this round will get extra points.

The comprehensive performance made the strong man of this site feel the most dazzling, and after surviving, he obtained the ownership of the Xuantian Holy Artifact.

Ye Tianyi thought for a while.

Finally, a poem was chosen.

"Wine Into Wine".

This poem should be able to look down on everyone, right?

At least in this round, he should be the strongest.

However, in order to show that he is still original and improvised, Ye Tianyi wrote it relatively slowly.

time has passed.

One by one has actually completed the creation.

Some people are happy and some are worried.

Some people are more confident.

But for some people, even if they squeeze out a poem, they have no confidence at all.

At this time, above the void, the thunderclouds that covered the sky and the sun condensed!

"This is…"

They all looked up at Leiyun.

There is a very bad feeling.

Boom—

Suddenly, several thunderbolts fell.

Some people didn't even have time to make a sound, and fell to the ground with their bodies upright, completely losing their vitality!

Gollum—

At that moment, many people couldn't help swallowing.

The person who was originally by his side has suddenly turned into a corpse!

"Is this too cruel?"

Bai Tianhao couldn't help swallowing.

"Huh? No. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Someone took a look and found that there were far more than two hundred people who died.

It is estimated that there are two hundred twenty or thirty people.

"Didn't you say 200 people died?"

Someone showed a puzzled expression.

"Maybe the rest are because their creations are plagiarism."

"I see."

Ye Tianyi also sighed in relief.

He also plagiarized.

It's just, I don't know why the strong man couldn't find it.

Actually, when Ye Tianyi planned to plagiarize, he was worried.

However, it turns out that he still thinks too much.

After all, what he stole was not even from the Nether, but from the Earth.

"I was thinking, I have experienced the cultural influence of the lower realm and the upper realm, how can I survive this?"

Bai Tianhao smiled and whispered to Ye Tianyi.

"really."

Ye Tianyi also smiled and nodded.

"Congratulations everyone!"

The voice above the void came again.

"Next, you only have the last round of the test left. I will choose the person who made the greatest contribution based on the performance of those who survived this round and the last round, and give him the Xuantian Sacred Artifact."

Everyone's eyes lit up!

"There's only one round?"

This was something they didn't expect.