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Chapter 116 Hard? Big? Long?

"..."

The people in Wanjuan Academy were directly scolded and confused.

"You, you are so vulgar!"

Chen Feng: "Rough, your mother."

"Are you presumptuous?!"

Chen Feng: "Let your mother go!"

"Damn it!! You!"

Chen Feng: "Tell me about your mother!"

"..."

Chen Feng: "Mute dog."

The people in Wanjuan Academy were so angry that their faces turned purple.

The monks in Bailuzhou all looked dumbfounded. They were worthy of being monsters who could say, "When you curse someone, you curse your mother first, and when you shoot someone, you shoot your leg first."

They looked at the poor fellow from Wanjuan Academy in a joking manner.

How many mothers dare to provoke this professional mother hunter?

And if they were on the battlefield, their knees would probably be filled with arrows.

Wang Hao was also a little bit dumbfounded. The junior brother's curse was really hurtful.

Soon he noticed that Bai Huiniang had an expression of shock and learning.

Wang Hao suddenly felt a little pain in his balls.

Huiniang is not interested in studying!

…

Soon these three big guys each sent out their own modified Yueyang Tower Notes.

When Chen Feng took a look, hey, the deleted version was almost exactly the same.

In other words, it doesn’t matter who you copy.

He directly chose the Ancient Prose Society's version and wrote it down.

After all, if you choose one of the capital or the Qing government, the other one will definitely be dissatisfied.

Picking up the peach blossom pen, Chen Feng began to carry it.

this moment.

The people around me finally saw what it means to write like a god.

Others just write a sentence and think about it.

Chen Feng simply wrote a long paragraph without hesitation, and he had already started writing the second paragraph.

"Doesn't this guy need to polish it up in his mind?!"

"I can't copy books as fast as him..."

"Fuck, he's done it!"

Someone screamed.

Many people couldn't help but look back after hearing this.

I saw that Chen Feng had already stamped a large piece of articles.

Look at them again. They picked up the brush early, but in the end they only choked out two or three sentences.

The people at Wanjuan Academy felt like their faces were swollen.

The next moment the literary spirit reappeared.

Everyone looked up to the sky again.

I saw a streak of blue-gold falling from the sky, like a small waterfall falling.

Chen Feng took a look and saw that there were so many.

He immediately lay down on the ground and opened his hands as if he was ready to be ravaged.

"..."

Everyone wants to say, why are you so skilled in your movements? !

Damn it, for such a large amount, he was so calm and even posed, he must have been favored by Wen Dao vigorously often.

Wow, I'm so jealous!

Some literary cultivators are already biting their handkerchiefs and are so jealous that they are beyond recognition.

Literary Aura rushed down and was intercepted by Wenxuan Gallery again in the air and disappeared.

Only then did Chen Feng remember that he didn't have to worry about being forcefully indoctrinated here, so he immediately got up from the ground and sat down again.

After absorbing the Literary Aura training, the entire Wenxuan corridor became excited.

The next moment, three phantoms flew behind the Wenxuan Corridor and hung over Chen Feng's head.

They were three green-gold stone tablets of different sizes.

None of the Chinese cultivators in the scene were calm.

"It's a literal monument!!"

"Oh my god! There are still three real tablets with characters!"

"Look what the words are!"

"It's a hard-character monument! A big-character monument! A long-character monument!"

"Hiss! It's actually hard, big, and long!"

"With these three words, won't our literary cultivators be able to become hard, big and long!"

"????"

The other monks are already confused. Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Chen Feng was dumbfounded. This Wenxuan Corridor is so shameless, it's actually a hooligan!

I was just a child, and I actually gave him such a shameless word.

And he doesn't need to be okay at all?

Please give more useful rewards in the future.

For example, hot, shock, cold, hot, sweet... the word tablets are all acceptable.

In the live broadcast room, the audience was not calm.

[hard? big? long? ]

[Hey guys, what kind of text express is this. ]

[It doesn’t matter what kind of car it is, just put the yellow car! ]

[You don’t have to learn anything else, but you must learn this! ]

[Brother Feng, I have never begged anyone before, but this time I really kneel down for you. ]

[It’s true that it can sell out if it’s priced at 10,000 yuan. ]

[Woo, I'm finally saved! ]

[? ? ? ? ? ]

[Brother upstairs, please tell your story. ]

[23333…]

The next moment, the three real tablets with text turned into three streams of light and entered Chen Feng's body.

Chen Feng sensed that the three stone tablets were hidden in his soul space, which was the sea of consciousness, happily staying together with the opening tablet given by the system.

The faces of the people in Wanjuan Academy became even more ugly. Seeing Chen Feng get three real tablets with text was even more uncomfortable than killing them.

Although Wang Hao didn't know what the three stone tablets represented, looking at the expressions of the literary cultivators around him, he knew that they were definitely Supreme Grade Law Treasure level existences.

"Damn it, time is almost over!!"

"No, I've only written half of it!"

"It's over! Why did I just write one sentence? I was planning to write it later!"

Soon, the quicksand was completely gone.

There were even fewer people finishing than the previous game.

And because of the poor writing, almost no one except Chen Feng received awards.

The people from Wanjuan Academy directly started the rhythm, "Damn it, how could it be like this if it wasn't influenced by certain people."

"Yeah, it's all his fault, otherwise at least there are ordinary people here who wouldn't write well."

Chen Feng didn't need to speak, the second prince couldn't help but speak.

"Tian Xing obviously waited until the quicksand was halfway down before writing. Isn't that just to buy you time?"

"And if you hadn't been arguing all the time, he probably wouldn't have said anything until now. How could he affect others?"

"Your Wanjuan Academy is really too much, even I can't stand it anymore."

People from Wenchang Academy immediately came out to help.

"That's right, those from Wanjuan Academy, this is enough for you. Do you think that there is no one in Wenchang Academy?"

"And our Bailu Academy!"

"We at Lushan Academy also feel that you are the culprit that affects everyone's performance!"

"..."

The people in Wanjuan Academy were silent again.

On the Sapphire List, the test questions changed again.

"Fake answer question: A man lost his luminous pearl, so he started looking around. One day, he came to the mountain and saw three huts, named No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3.

A woman came out of each of these three huts.

The woman in House No. 1 said: "Ye Mingzhu is not in this house."

The woman in House No. 2 said: "The Night Pearl is in House No. 1."

The woman in House No. 3 said: "Ye Mingzhu is not in this house."

Of these three women, only one told the truth.

So, who told the truth? In which room is Ye Mingzhu located? "

"Everyone has only one chance to answer, let's start."

The other monks except Wen Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

“Finally I’m not writing poetry or articles anymore!”

"Yes, but why can't I understand this question?"

The place gradually became quiet, and everyone began to think.

Chen Feng was speechless. Isn't this a very simple logic training question?