Datang: I have a god-level cheating system

But Cheng Chu silently looked at Luo Binwang's little expression, pouted his mouth with a look of arrogance.

Just tell him with facial expressions.

You are also worthy to be my master?

Didn't you see that I just wrote a poem with a stick of incense?
Can you?
Can you?

This is what Cheng Chumo read from King Luo Bin's face.

Cheng Chumo laughed because of this.

Said frankly: "I do have an idea, after all your father wants me to take him as a disciple."

"But I see that he is about the same age as me, so I want to take you as a disciple."

"Of course, before accepting apprentices, we also need to see if you are worthy to be my first disciple."

Once Cheng Chumo's aura is turned on, who will fight?
Although King Luo Bin was one of the Four Heroes of the early Tang Dynasty, he is still a brat now.

Still can't handle you?
"you……"

King Luo Bin was a child after all, and when he was said that, he immediately beamed with joy.

"Don't be in a hurry to ask for a teacher, first finish the poem and then talk, and then I will have a good chat with you."

Cheng Chumo patted Luo Binwang on the head and said with a smile.

King Luo Bin was dissatisfied.

snort!
Be my master!

You have to have that strength.

"Everyone in the Taolin Poetry Club, do you have any objections to this duel? The poems made by my Chang'an Poetry Club will crush your Taolin Poetry Club."

"But don't be discouraged!"

"The battle of poetry has just begun."

Cheng Chumo smiled.

"Hmph! You bastard! Do you think that if you win a round, Dou Shi will win?"

Cui Shaofeng cursed in a low voice.

"Who's going next?"

"This time we have to win."

"Let me do it."

Changsun rushed to speak.

"Okay! With Brother Elder Sun playing, he will definitely be able to win the opponent."

Cui Shaofeng smiled.

Although Cheng Chumo didn't know who the opponent was, but he guessed that with Cui Shaofeng and the others' haughty dispositions, now they can't wait to win back immediately.

So it is bound to let a very talented person go out.

Either Chang Sun Chong or the Lu family.

So Cheng Chumo directly arranged for one of the talented scholars from a poor family.

Tan Yang.

Cheng Chumo asked Tian Ji to race horses.

After all, apart from myself and King Luo Bin, the others are really not sure.

This time Cui Shaofeng counted to three.

Then the people sent by both sides stood up.

Cheng Chumo aimed at those two unknown talents.

"Changsun Wuji's eldest son, Changsun Chong."

"People from Chang'an, Tan Yang."

The two were a few meters apart, and they politely reported their names.

Then light a stick of incense.

Soon the stick of incense burned out.

The poems written by both sides are also judgments.

Sun Chongsheng, the director of this bureau.

Changsun Chong had no expression on his face.

The Taolin Poetry Association was very excited.

Tan Yang was extremely lonely.

The Chang'an Poetry Association is also a little depressed.

"Tan Yang is fine! You did your best!"

"Leave the rest to us."

"This victory, I promise you, will definitely win."

Cheng Chumo patted Tan Yang on the shoulder and spoke very seriously.

Tan Yang's dim eyes suddenly lit up.

"Thank you Chang'an Order!"

Now the audience outside the arena also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, they all beat Tao Linshi to win.

"Cheng Chumo, the third game is coming up."

"Do you want to prepare?"

"I'll give you this chance."

Cui Shaofeng showed an arrogant smile at this time, and said to Cheng Chumo in a strange way.

Others also looked arrogant.

"It's okay, let's continue!"

"Hurry up and choose people, I have already chosen people."

Cheng Chumo smiled.

"This time we will take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack, directly destroying the opponent's morale."

"So I'm going to go and win this game first."

Cui Shaofeng wanted to do it himself.

"I don't think it's that simple. I'm thinking that Cheng Chumo may be guessing who we're going to produce, and then come up with a corresponding countermeasure."

"This guy is racing horses at Tian Ji."

"The first time you put a prodigy on the line, it's about taking the first round and then guessing what we think, guessing that we're going to want to win the round.

"So he only sent a very ordinary person from a poor family."

Fan Yang's Lu family and Lu Qingyuan spoke suddenly.

His words immediately made Chang Sun Chong agree.

"Brother Lu is right, that guy is racing horses at Tian Ji."

"We can't fall for it."

"Then what should we do?"

Cui Shaofeng secretly scolded Cheng Chumo for being insidious and cunning.

"It's very simple! He must have guessed that with our arrogance, we will definitely take advantage of the victory and pursue it. Then he should go out on his own. After all, with his poetic talent, if he wins against one of us, such as Brother Cui, it will be very beneficial."

Lu Qingyuan smiled and spoke confidently.

Chang Sun Chong, Zheng Yunfeng and the other two talents nodded slightly.

Of course, there is also the number one talented woman in Chang'an who hides her face.

"Since he is going to fight, I will defeat him personally."

"I'm not afraid of that bastard."

Cui Shaofeng was stubborn and wanted to pretend.

"Just let me go."

"I'll go meet him."

"It doesn't matter if you lose, anyway, I'm the worst poet among you."

Shi Minsheng, one of the two talents, spoke.

Everyone nodded in agreement!

This made him a little sad too.

Sure enough, I am the weakest! ! !

The third round begins!
This time, Cheng Chu silently counted.

Both sides are looking at each other.

They all looked like they were winning.