Everyone: Lingka Master is useless? A bad start!

"Ok?"

Everyone frowned and followed the sound...

At the door, a man wearing a mask stood under the sun, which was particularly eye-catching!

"You said you know a little bit about poetry?" The master of Wudao Peak looked at Wang Feng and asked with burning eyes:

"Are you the sect's new elder who teaches elegantly?"

Wang Feng shook his head.

"No?" The Peak Master of Enlightenment Peak frowned: "In the field of poetry in the sect, there are indeed a few outstanding disciples who are barely able to compose poetry. The Peak Master recognizes these disciples, but has never seen you. who are you?"

"Well, if I have to say it, he is a new disciple who has not yet passed the sect."

"What! New disciple?!" The master of Wu Dao Peak slapped the table angrily, his eyes widening angrily:

"This is the Council Hall! The important place of the Council Hall! Who let you in?!

Can you, a new disciple who has not passed the sect, know how to read? Have you ever taken an elegance class? Do you know what poetry is? No one teaches, so you dare to claim to know a little bit about poetry? It’s so shameless!

Can the pitiful pen and ink in your heart be on the list of 100 poems of heaven?

Do you know how difficult it is to get on this list? What is the concept? Do you dare to compete with the second master of the Demon Clan? ! The second master of the demon clan is seventh on the list! Seventh! "

"These four elders of yours are no good! They are no match for that demon master, and you are still raising your tail!

When has it been? What occasion? You, a junior, are still causing trouble? Nonsense! "

Already feeling extremely depressed, Wang Feng's appearance directly ignited the Master of Enlightenment Peak, and he said a lot of unpleasant things in one breath!

The other three peak leaders also frowned, completely feeling that Wang Feng was here to cause trouble.

After all, the powerful elegant masters are all in the Immortal Sect and the big forces, and the outside world is just unpopular.

How can a new disciple who has not passed the sect understand something as elegant as poetry without the influence of a famous teacher and a reserve of knowledge?

"Four peak masters, please calm down. This is my disciple. His character is a bit like that."

at this time.

The fifth elder took the initiative and took the responsibility on himself.

immediately.

He took a few steps forward, took Wang Feng's arm and walked out the door, and whispered:

"What are you doing? That second demon master is good at poetry, not music! You are trying your best in the wrong place!"

"Wait a minute."

Just as the two were about to go out, the leader of Jade Girl Peak stopped them, pinched the corners of his tired eyes, looked at Wang Feng and said:

"Since you said you know a little bit about poetry, let's compete with the second demon master."

As soon as this statement came out!

The other peak masters said in disbelief: "What do you mean? Do you really believe that a newcomer can defeat the second demon master in poetry? How could you, the master of the first peak, make such a stupid decision?"

"Stupid? Huh, don't say he knows a little bit about poetry. Even if he is a master of poetry, there is no way he can be the opponent of the second master of the demon clan.

Since we are bound to lose, why not let a newcomer who has not passed the sect lose?

"The dignified second master of the demon clan defeated the new disciple of the Wuji Sect who has not yet passed the sect." Isn't it a shame to spread this word? "

The corners of the Jade Girl Peak's leader's mouth curved.

The eyes of the other three peak leaders lit up. Yes, they would lose anyway. It was a good idea to let a newcomer lose to minimize public opinion.

"Okay! It's settled then!"

"Today I was tricked by the Demon Clan and the Temple Sect, and I will win back twice as much in other places in the future!"

"Hey, I'm not doing this for free." Wang Feng looked at the four peak leaders who were in high spirits and said:

"If I win against the second master of the Demon Clan, you must agree to one condition."

Looking at the entire Xuantian Realm, who dares to say that he can definitely win against the Second Young Master of the Demon Clan? You, a newcomer, really dare to think about it?

The four people were complaining in their hearts, but outwardly they waved their hands:

"Don't say one, it's all ten!"

"Look... are we ready to go?"

…………

The gate of Wuji Sect was already overcrowded.

The Temple Sect, the Demon Clan... figures from all the major forces and sects are here!

Two men stood at the front of the crowd.

One has a beer belly, a shiny face, and a flattering smile.

He was wearing a black robe, with a slender figure, red pupils, and an arrogant look.

"That black-robed man is the current second master of the Demon Clan?"

"I heard that people use poetry to enter Taoism! This is amazing!"

"What the hell? Use poetry to enter Taoism? There are not many people in the world who can use poetry to enter Taoism!"

"Speaking of which, why hasn't the Wuji Sect come out yet? All the flowers I've been waiting for have withered."

"Isn't it because I'm scared and acting like a coward? Hahaha."

Listening to the ridicule of the people of the Temple Sect, the poetry elder of the Temple Sect, who had a beer belly, looked at the second master of the Demon Race next to him and said with a smile:

“The Wuji Sect is a bunch of cowards, they were so scared that they didn’t even dare to leave their own house when they found out that Young Master was coming to challenge them.

[Second Young Master, don’t worry, as long as Wuji Sect is slapped in the face today, we will immediately set out to find Wang Feng, the murderer of your third brother! ]"

The elder of the Temple Sect chuckled: "Our Temple Sect and the demons have a common enemy! So... we are friends."

Just when the second master of the demon clan was about to speak.

Suddenly, several figures with huge auras rushed over...

The four peak masters, the four elders, Wang Feng... are all here.

"Hey. How many of you finally dared to come out? I thought you were crying under the covers?" The elder of the Temple Sect took out a white picture stone in his arms in a strange manner:

"Every minute and every second of today's competition will be recorded for everyone around the world to see! Your Wuji Sect is going to be famous! Hahaha!"

The second master of the Demon Race looked down at the four peak masters:

"I still have something to do! I'm in a hurry! Send your people... to fight quickly.

By the way, don’t say that I’m bullying your Wuji Sect. You can find any foreign aid you want. No matter who it is, I’ll take it. "

The four peak masters clenched their fists and glanced at the two of them.

Then he patted Wang Feng on the shoulder: "This new disciple who has not passed the sect will compete with you."

"Not yet a member of the clan? Newcomer?!"

The elder of the Temple Sect glanced at Wang Feng with golden eyes, a look of surprise on his face:

"[18 years old?!] It's really new!"

"18?! You want an 18-year-old boy to compete with me? Even if you count these 18 years since you were born, you won't learn much from studying poetry!"

The second young master was furious: "Competing with me on the existence of poetry, which one is not a leader in the poetry world?

Your Wuji Sect actually let an 18-year-old...

What do you mean? ! Do you look down on me? ! "

"Whatever you think." The master of Enlightenment Peak spread his hands:

"If you don't want to compete, you don't have to compete. Walk slowly and don't send me off."

"You!" The second young master clenched his fists and suddenly laughed again: "I know this, and I know that I will definitely lose, so I just send someone at will... This way, the defeat will not be too embarrassing, right? I have an idea.

However, from now on, if I come and scream every day, how will your Wuji Sect respond? Hahaha. "

The second young master looked at Wang Feng and said jokingly:

"Unlucky little brat, you come up with the topic, hurry up, I don't like to wait."

Wang Feng looked around at the snowy surroundings and simply said: "Just create a poem with the word "snow" as the title."

"Snow?"

The second young master hummed lightly without saying a word, took the pen and ink from the servant, and began to write confidently...

It passed in a short while.

A flash of purple light suddenly appeared on the horizon!

"Is... is it the Heaven's Path Hundred Poems List?!"

Everyone looked up and exclaimed.

Soon.

The list emerges.

[Work: Winter Snow. 】

[Ranking on the Tiandao Hundred Poems List: 95. 】

…………

"Damn! Ranking as high as 95?!"

"It's too exaggerated! I decided to use snow as the title! I didn't even think about it! I didn't hesitate for a second! If I just create a poem, it will reach a height that no one else can reach in their lifetime (95)!

It is worthy of being ranked seventh on the 100-Poetry List! "

"It's really an exaggeration! To create a poem! It takes a lot of tossing and turning day and night! It takes a long time to polish the words!

But what about these two young masters? Without thinking at all, just write the poem directly!

I had only heard that the Second Young Master was scary! I felt it intuitively today! "

Everyone was shocked by the second young master!

Even the four peak masters who were enemies had to lament that these two young masters were simply born for poetry.

At the same time, I feel a little uncomfortable. In the huge Wuji Sect, I can't find anyone who can stand alone in poetry.

"Dear Second Young Master, poems approved by Heaven are very precious. Can you sell them to me? No matter how much you pay."

"Sell it to me, I have plenty of money."

"Talk about money for such a sacred object? It's vulgar! I will give you the most precious treasure..."

The second young master ignored everyone's bidding, but looked at Wang Feng contemptuously:

"it's your turn."

"Hey, what's better than this? Why don't you just declare the second young master the winner?"

"I thought it would be a fierce poetry competition, but I didn't expect that a newcomer came. It was boring and one-sided."

"That is, can his poems compare with those on the Heaven's List?"

"Poetry? Can you compose poetry at the age of 18? I'll eat it!"

The Temple Sect and the sects affiliated with the Temple Sect were all mocking Wang Feng.

Other people who joined in the fun also felt that Wang Feng would definitely not be able to win, but because they could not afford to offend the Wuji Sect, they did not speak up.

Wang Feng ignored the bad comments and directly began to write poems...

"Don't be stressed, there's no shame in losing."

The fifth elder patted Wang Feng on the shoulder and stepped aside...

It passed in a short while.

In the eyes of everyone joking.

Wang Feng took a deep breath and stopped writing.

"All right?"

"Can you appreciate your "masterpiece"? Hahaha."

Everyone in the Temple Sect laughed in mockery, and the laughter was very harsh.

The Wuji Sect gritted their teeth and glanced at the ugly faces of everyone in the circle.

"Okay, I am the winner."

"Ok?"

The second young master was speaking condescendingly, but suddenly he frowned and looked up at the sky...

A bright purple light suddenly appeared on the horizon!