It turns out that I am a peerless warrior

The annual poetry conference finally started on the banks of Chunxi River in Pingjiang City.

here.

Gathered young talents from the entire Pingjiang City.

Here, we don’t judge by strength or family background, but only by literature.

Of course, it is said to be a mortal activity, but not only mortals can participate, monks can also participate, but even if the monks are here, you will still be looked down upon if you do not have good literary accomplishments.

Such is the character of a literati!

Yi Feng, who received the invitation, also came to the poetry conference.

In the conference, many people were fiddling with their own poems and their literary talent, but none of them aroused Yi Feng's interest.

He grew up under the influence of five thousand years of culture. He had already understood how many poems and poems that had been passed down through the ages. These poems that seemed to have a lot of charm on the surface, but actually had no intention at all, were really attractive.

Not interested in him.

Even the three hundred Tang poems he recited in his novel were enough to crush these people.

but.

Among the crowded crowd, two eyes were always watching him.

One is Yaoling'er.

The other one is Mao Yoona.

Finally, Yao Ling'er took a deep breath and walked towards Yi Feng.

"oops!"

As soon as he approached Yi Feng, Yao Ling'er staggered.

However, Yi Feng didn't even look at her and walked past her. Just like that, Yao Ling'er fell down in vain!

"Are you okay, miss?"

"Girl, how are you?"

Suddenly, seeing such a stunning beauty like Yao Ling'er fall to the ground, countless literati rushed over to help Yao Ling'er, trying to help Yao Ling'er up, and gentle concern was conveyed to Yao Ling'er.

"Go away."

Yao Ling'er's face darkened.

These mortal ants are not worthy of touching her.

It's just him, why does he turn a blind eye to himself?

Could it be that I really couldn't attract his attention?

A hint of worry appeared in Yao Ling'er's eyes unconsciously.

"Hello, sir."

At this moment, Mao Yun'er walked towards Yi Feng at the right time, with a blushing face, and said hello to Yi Feng.

"It is you……"

After all, I have seen Mao Yuner and Yi Feng, but her face is not that good-looking.

When he saw Mao Yun'er, he thought of Mao Yun'er's father Mao Lin. He had not forgotten the humiliation he had given him that day, so Yi Feng simply said hello and passed her by.

For a while, Mao Yuner was left alone and secretly sad.

"How could you, a little mortal, attract Sir's attention? It's really ridiculous." At this moment,