I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 197 Spring Dragon Poetry Club (4)

Shen Ran?

The tenth Son of Heavenly Dao?

That's it?

Do you want to kill him now?

Although I don't know how his Cultivation Base is, but 500 points should be enough to change to "God Strike", right?

No, what if he also has life-saving props like Xiao Feng?

For a moment, countless questions filled Wei Changtian's mind.

After a short thought, he decided to hold back for the time being and see how the situation would develop.

After all, the main task tonight is to deal with the Liu family, so it's better not to make too much trouble.

After quickly making up his mind, the expression on Wei Changtian's face gradually returned to calm.

He moved quietly to the side of the boat, and asked in a low voice to Liang Zhen, who was watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

"Uncle Liang, how about this Shen Ran Cultivation Base? Can you see it?"

"The strength is no more than sixth rank."

Liang Zhen probably had observed it long ago, so he immediately gave the answer: "However, he is not following the path of Taoism, it should be the practice method of Confucianism."

The world is so big, and although all the things of cultivation lead to the same goal, there are countless methods.

It's just that the people of Daningwu basically follow the path of Taoism.

Wei Changtian was not surprised by this. After pondering for a while, he whispered something to Liang Zhen, and then sat down again without speaking.

At this time, Shen Ran in the pavilion also spoke again.

"Everyone in the world says that there is no first place in literature, but I don't think so."

"Good is good, bad is bad."

"The poem I wrote just now is obviously better, but you all humiliated me just because I am not from Daning."

"Such behavior is really ridiculous."

"Forget it, anyway, I came to the Spring Dragon Poetry Fair today, only for one person."

"Su San."

Turning to look at Su Wu, Shen Ran asked slowly, word by word: "I wonder if the boy can compete with you?"

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To be honest, although Shen Ran is arrogant, his attitude towards Su Wu is still good.

But these words are even harsher than scolding to other people's ears.

What the hell are you to compare yourself to Saint?

No one believed that Su Wu would lose to Shen Ran, but no one wanted Su Wu to defeat Shen Ran.

One is the sage of poetry in a country, the ceiling of the Poetry Realm.

One is an unknown junior from another country.

Even if you win this kind of competition, you will be aggrieved. Although it will not become the laughing stock of the world, it can definitely be regarded as the humiliation of the Daning poetry circle.

Therefore, before Su Wu could answer, there was an indignant challenge from all around.

"Arrogance! You don't need Su Sheng to deal with you, I'm enough!"

"Extremely! If you are really so confident, then I will compete with you!"

"Better than us, you are qualified to compare with Su Sheng, but I'm afraid you won't have this chance!"

"Count me in!"

"And I!"

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In an instant, more than a dozen people around stood up, some of them were indeed confident in own poetry, and some were impulsive.

But no matter what, the momentum is finally coming up.

Seeing that the literati from our country are so stubborn, thousands of "literature lovers" who watched the battle by the lake also shouted and cheered loudly.

"Good! This is the backbone of my Daning literati!"

"Let this kid understand what it means to have someone beyond others and a sky beyond the sky!"

"The little girl is only sixteen years old, and her family is rich. If anyone can win, I will be willing to be his servant girl!"

"This girl is really a hero among girls!"

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Weather, location, and harmony, it can be said that everything is on the side of Daning literati at the moment.

Everyone present felt that Shen Ran would return to Dali in a disgruntled manner in a short time, thus becoming the laughing stock of scholars all over the world.

Only Wei Changtian didn't think so.

Son of Heavenly Dao, do you think this is a joke?

People like Shen Ran are supposed to be the protagonists in ordinary online articles, and Su Wu may not be able to beat him in person, so how can such a group of crooked melons and cracked dates be able to deal with it?

It's just a stepping stone for the main character pretend.

Wei Changtian had already begun to feel sorry for the literati in Daning in advance, but the latter were full of confidence at this time, scrambling to be the first to take the stage, so as to become famous in the Daning literary world from now on.

Shen Ran, on the other hand, looked at this scene calmly, and smiled slightly with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"In that case, let's come."

"Don't worry, you all have a chance."

When the moon sets on the Galaxy Cluster, the scenery of Sun Moon Lake is still as beautiful as before.

But except for Shen Ran and Wei Changtian, everyone's mood at the moment is not beautiful.

The cheering shouts on the shore of the lake have long since disappeared, replaced by a deathly silence.

In just two quarters of an hour, eight well-known names in the Daning literary world, eight completely different small topics, and then lost eight games in a row.

Shen Ran wrote eight poems in a row, each of which could induce at least dozens of golden-tailed carp to jump out of the water.

On the other hand, the literati in Daning, the best one will only reach the number of twenty.

even

"Plop!"

In the gazebo, a young man with star-browed eyebrows and sharp eyes was slumped on the ground blankly, muttering in an almost desperate tone.

"I, I can't do it, I can't do it."

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This son has the same surname as Shen Ran, named Shen Lu, he is a well-known local talent in Shuzhou, and he just passed the provincial examination last year.

The sub-topic he drew was "Tide". Although it was a little difficult, it was by no means impossible.

So his current performance only shows one thing - he is afraid.

Shen Ran, who had won eight games in a row, was like an insurmountable giant mountain, causing Shen Lu to lose his sense of proportion before he even started.

In fact, this was considered an act of surrender, but no one laughed at him.

There was no accusation or anger.

Perhaps everyone, like him, has long since lost confidence in defeating Shen Ran.

"If you can't make it, then replace it with another one."

Glancing at Shen Lu, who had a broken heart, Shen Ran raised his eyes and looked at another person.

But this person only looked at Shen Ran for a moment, and then took a trembling retreat.

This step has already declared his failure.

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The black robes floated in the breeze. Although there were still many people standing at this moment, they seemed to be a bit shorter than Shen Ran.

On the shore of the lake, countless people turned their heads in frustration, sadness, or despair, and couldn't bear to see Chinese scholars suffer such humiliation.

Until a tall and straight figure slowly stood up from the boat.

"enough."

"Master Shen, I will write this poem instead."

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This poem, for me to write.

The small voice, the six words, instantly ignited the last glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts like a shot in the arm.

Yes indeed!

We still have Su San!

Daning hasn't lost yet! !

Right now, no one is entangled in issues such as bullying the small by the big and bullying the weak by the strong.

If Shen Ran cannot be defeated tonight, the Daning poetry world will fall to the bottom from now on, and there will be no bright future.

Thousands of eyes focused on Su Wu, which carried an unparalleled weight.

This is a dispute between the poets of the two countries, the dispute between the literati between the two countries, and if it is more serious, it is the dispute between the two countries.

The people who came here for a glimpse of the poetic demeanor would never have imagined that things would develop to this point.

But they didn't have any other thoughts in their hearts at this time, they just prayed repeatedly.

Su Sheng, for the sake of Daning Wendao, for the dignity of Daning literati.

Please, you must win.

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