Super Ring

As Lin Feng sat down, more and more people were pronounced their names, and they sat down one after another, and soon the venue was full.

There are still a group of people standing there, watching this invitation conference, most of them are men, only a few women.

Among those female figures, Li Yujie also came. She was observing Lin Feng at the moment, and she seemed to have an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Lin Feng was sitting there with his back to Li Yujie, rubbing ink in his hands.

Wang Hong smiled at Lin Feng sitting next to him from time to time, and Bai Bing's gaze still stayed on Lin Feng.

Soon the head of the Saintess's Sect stopped reciting her name. As soon as she changed her voice, she said: "You are all people who have signed up. They are all here now. They are all people who came to participate in the first competition. When the game started, the audience Don’t remind yourself, let’s not go to the rows of tables to influence the contestants. I have invited the Fengyun Empire and the Blood Moon Empire to be the champions. The questions of the essay test are given by them, and the scores are also scored by them. They are the judges. ."

As the voice of the head of the saint woman fell, two men walked out of the hall of the head, and the two men walked to the table that had been prepared for them and sat down.

One of the men opened his mouth and said: "This time the topic will be announced soon. For the first question, you only have 40 minutes. You can't leave your seat at will during the game, you can't talk at will, and you can't copy others. Anyone who violates it will be cancelled. Eligibility for the competition."

After the other champion finished speaking, he said: "This question is to write a poem, a poem with the word lake, and the poem must contain a poem describing the scenery in the lake. Now you have Forty minutes began, and it was forty minutes to finish the hourglass next to me."

Then the champion turned an hourglass upside down.

start the timer.

Many people on the court began to imagine that the audience was silent, some closed their eyes, some lowered their heads, and there were all kinds of things.

A big man covered in flesh was shaking, as if his mind could not write poetry.

Lin Feng hesitated for a while and then started writing poems.

Bai Bing saw that many people were imagining that Lin Feng alone was writing poems. She was curious about Lin Feng.

Can you pass the assessment of the two champions if you start writing poems so quickly?

I saw Lin Feng three times and five divided by two, and soon finished writing.

What is staggering is that after Lin Feng finished writing, he directly entered the state of meditation and began to practice. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into Lin Feng's body like a whirlpool.

Seeing Lin Feng's appearance, the head of the Saintess's Sect murmured: "Did he write the poem so quickly?"

That's right, Lin Feng has already written the poem, but at the moment he is just cultivating.

When Lin Feng started to practice, many talents began to write and write poetry.

About forty minutes later, when the hourglass finished dripping, the champion said: "Below you will write the poem, write your name below, and then hand it in."

Many people immediately got up, took the papers in their hands and walked towards the position of the champion, and handed sheets of paper to the champion. Lin Feng also walked over. After handing in the papers, everyone returned to their seats. The upper order is in order.

"Start reading the poem below, and the person I read the name will pass, and you will stand up if you read your name." said the champion.

Lin Feng didn't start practicing this time, but quietly looked at the two champions.

"Gao Jian!" The first name sounded, and the man named Gao Jian stood up.

It took a long time to hear a name, and time slowly passed. After about twenty minutes, the champion said: "Wang Hong!"

Wang Hong stood up and smiled.

Bai Bing was a little anxious. She hoped that Lin Feng could pass, but she didn't know why she always wanted Lin Feng to pass.

"Lin Feng!" the champion read.

Lin Feng stood up.

"Impossible. I think this person has been cultivating by the side. How can a five-big three-those who can only cultivate can compose poetry!"

"Yes, yes, he was cultivating alone in the audience just now."

"Yes, that is, where this person would compose poems while cultivating on this kind of occasion, it's a complete mess."

Lin Feng unknowingly has aroused public outrage.

"You know what a fart, Lin Feng is to hurry up. You guys don't even cherish time." Wang Hong said.

"Okay, okay. Be quiet, I don't care if he practices or not during game time, but his poems are still pretty good, better than many of you." said the champion.

"Okay? What's so good? Read it out and listen!"

"Yes, read it out and let everyone listen to it. I don't believe it anymore. Does this five-and-three rough guy still write poetry?"

"The champion, just read it out and listen, and comment on it by the way."

As more and more people blended in, the scene faintly got out of control, but the head of the Saintess's Sect Zhenqi said: "Just give me peace, I want to know what Lin Feng wrote, let us listen. Don’t you know by listening to his poems?"

The head of the Saintess's Sect spoke, and the champion stood up, took a deep breath with the piece of Lin Feng's paper, and prepared to start reciting poems.

At this time, the audience was staring at the champion, and even Bai Bing was curious about what Lin Feng had written.

"Qiantang Lake Spring Trip"

"Gushan Temple north of Jiating West, the water surface is flat at the beginning and the clouds are low."

"Several early warblers compete for the warmth of the tree, whose new bird will peck the spring mud."

"Squandering flowers gradually become attractive, so Asakusa can have no horseshoes."

"Favorite Lake is not going to the east, and there is a white sand **** in the green Yang Yin."

"Lin Feng."

After reading the number one scholar, many people present fell into thinking.

"Good poem, good poem," Wang Hong said loudly.

"The poem is really good. If there is no objection, let's read the poem." said the champion.

This poem is Lin Feng's copy of Bai Juyi's Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake. Lin Feng has memorized a lot of poems on the earth, but there is no place to use it.

Then many people had no objections, and the champion continued to read the poems, and Lin Feng entered the state of cultivation again.

The people around felt a burst of spiritual energy gathering around Lin Feng, and many people were speechless. This guy began to practice again.

After Bai Bing heard Lin Feng's poems, he had a new understanding of Lin Feng. Not only was he powerful, but he was also so good at writing poetry. Bai Bing started to like Lin Feng a little.

Bai Bing's face flushed at the thought of this.

About an hour later, more than two hundred people's poems were read by the top scholar, and only sixty or seventy people remained after the screening.

Many people have started to leave without reading their names.

"This is the end of the morning essay test. In the afternoon we will continue the essay test. Now everyone can go to lunch, and I am hungry," said the champion.

Lin Feng and Wang Hong got up and walked down the mountain after the champion had finished talking.

"How did Lin Feng come to think of that poem? It's not bad!" Wang Hongchao Lin Feng said.

"I got inspiration suddenly, and I don't know what's going on." Lin Feng randomly found a reason to prevaricate.

Soon the two came to the bottom of the mountain. Lin Feng and Wang Hong entered a city near the Saintess's Sect. An inn in this city was destroyed by Lin Feng's seven steps against the dragon, and the ruins are still there.

Lin Feng went around and found a restaurant, entered with Wang Hong, and started to order something to eat.

"Wang Hong, what do you mean by our master calling us to participate in this invitational meeting?" Lin Feng asked.

"I don't know, anyway, it can be sharpened and strengthened. This is a good thing." Wang Hong said.

"Well, it seems that you only know if you marry someone." Lin Feng said.

"By the way, Lin Feng, do you like Baibing?" Wang Hong grabbed the chicken leg on the table and put it into his mouth while chewing.

"It's okay, I like it very much." Lin Feng said lightly, without any emotion.

"Well, I know, this question is for nothing." Wang Hong said.

After the two had lunch, Wang Hong settled the bill, and Lin Feng and Wang Hong returned to the Saintess's Sect again.

Once again, I came to the square of their sect. At this time, there were not many people here. Many people went to eat. Only a few people cross-legged to practice there.

Lin Feng and Wang Hong strolled around in the Saintess's Sect, and they walked to the Saintess's dormitory without realizing it.

This is not so much a dormitory, as it is a practice room, lined up here, just when Lin Feng and Wang Hong passed by here.