Douluo: The suicide note was exposed, Bibi Dong burst into tears

The disciple hesitated to speak, but didn't know how to refute.

Seeing this, Dong Zhongwen didn't take it seriously, instead he looked at Bibi Dong and asked:

"Your Majesty, should we announce the official start of the discussion?"

"It's just the specific way of discussing the Tao, which is still up to His Majesty to decide!"

Bibi Dong did her part, and proposed:

"In this case, the Dao Contest will be divided into five rounds."

"There are five competitions for positioning 'Poetry, Book, Ritual, Music, and Ease'. How do you two agree?"

Among the Confucianism and Taoism forces in Douluo Continent.

Poetry represents poetry.

Books represent calligraphy.

Le, represents the musical instrument...

Dong Zhongwen nodded in agreement and said:

"The old man has no problem!"

Su Qingfeng also nodded, agreeing.

In fact, this was a strategy he and Bibi Dong had discussed long ago!

Confucianism and Taoism also cover all aspects.

They didn't know what Dong Zhongwen's most powerful aspect was.

If a game decides the outcome.

Eight or nine times out of ten you will lose!

It is even possible to just hit the other side's strengths and lose completely!

If this is the result!

Then the Confucian sect of Wuhun Empire will lose face greatly.

However, five games were selected, each of which was different.

It is impossible for Dong Zhongwen to know everything, and to be proficient in all aspects. In this way, Su Qingfeng has a chance.

Even just winning the next game is enough to earn back the dignity of the Spirit Empire!

At least it can be declared to the outside world:

Our Confucian and Taoist virtual saints in the Wuhun Empire are still better than the Confucian and Taoist sub-sages of the Han Dynasty in some respects!

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Chapter 83 Confucianism: Wuhun Empire loses three games in a row!

"Since both of you have no objections."

"Then, I declare that Confucianism has officially begun!"

"In the first round, let's start with poetry!"

Bibi Dong announced without hesitation.

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Su Qingfeng took a step forward and stepped onto the arena of competition. He said politely like a master:

"It's too far away to be a guest, Dong Guoshi, please invite me first!"

Dong Zhongwen said noncommittally:

"Since it's a fight, there's no such thing as humility. Why don't we start together!"

Su Qingfeng Huihui leader:

"it is good!"

"Respect is worse than obedience!"

talking room.

Both of them walked to the center of the arena and stood facing each other.

Without any hesitation, Su Qingfeng took a step forward, and the sound of gold and jade vibrated!

"Lying in the night and listening to the wind and rain, the Iron Horse and Glacier are dreaming!"

As soon as the sound came out, the lingering sound lingered in the beams, and it would last for three days!

What's even more frightening is that at this moment, the wind is blowing violently, and there is a faint trend of fluctuations in the soul power of the whole body!

Around the arena of competition, people with weaker soul powers were all blown up and down, making a mess!

Dong Zhongwen's face was not in a hurry, but his mouth was full of tongue wars: "A golden weapon and an iron horse can swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!"

The roar of the tiger was deafening, and a mighty aura condensed into a peerless tiger, which was as big as a mountain, and it was slaughtered!

It seems to be able to eat an army of ten thousand people in one bite!

Su Qingfeng's face changed slightly, and he quickly mobilized the wind and rain to resist. Frost appeared, freezing the void, and trapped the terrifying tiger with difficulty.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene!

The dispute between Confucianism and Taoism is not about literary talent, sometimes it is even more dangerous than the battlefield!

If you are not careful, you may die unexpectedly.

At this moment, Dong Zhongwen also recited the second poem:

"Here we go to Quantai to recruit the old department, and one hundred thousand banners will kill Geluo!"

As soon as his voice came out, he spoke like a tide!

The rolling sound flooded the entire square!

The ferocious and tragic atmosphere was hot, and an illusory army rushed out with its banners moving!

The shouts of killing destroyed all the clouds in the sky!

Su Qingfeng's face changed drastically, and he also displayed powerful Confucianism and Taoism techniques. A group of phantom cavalry braved the wind and rain and galloped out to fight the opposite army!

The murderous aura was boiling, and the sky was shaking!

It's like a big earthquake is coming.

Everyone felt that they seemed to be in the middle of a battlefield, and the smell of blood came out of their nostrils!

After struggling for a while, Su Qingfeng finally felt overwhelmed and shouted helplessly:

"This round, I lost!"

Everyone present gradually came to their senses.

I didn't expect Confucianism and Taoism to compete so fiercely, it was deeply shocking!

Especially those guard soldiers felt inexplicably excited and excited!

"This is the real peerless Confucian!"

"Bu puppet is the master of the Han Dynasty who is known as the sub-sage!"

In the square, I don't know how many people cheered!

The bishops and ministers of the Wuhun Empire's side all looked a little ugly at this moment.

They knew that Su Qingfeng lost this round so easily that there was almost no suspense.

Good thing!

Su Qingfeng adjusted his mentality, and his face regained a lot of composure:

"I'm ready!"

"Dong Guoshi, let's start the second game!"

Dong Zhongwen agreed with a calm expression on his face:

"Can!"

After a while, the waiter brought up the prepared Four Treasures of the Study and placed them on the table.

Su Qingfeng suggested:

"Dong Guoshi, why don't you check those pens, inks, papers and inkstones?"

"No need!"

Dong Zhongwen said loudly.

Undoubtedly, it embodies the style of the benevolent, and does not treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!

When the words fell to the ground, he picked up the brush and began to write vigorously!

Not to be outdone, Su Qingfeng immediately began to write. What the two of them wrote were all the verses they just recited!

I saw that when Su Qingfeng was writing, illusory but extremely bright flowers appeared on the paper!

Colorful and colorful.

Moreover, these flowers are not as simple as being beautiful, but with fierce and murderous intent!

The petals flew towards Dong Zhongwen, like hundreds of flying knives slashing towards him!

Suddenly, the onlookers exclaimed:

"Dean Su is really amazing!"

"This is Confucianism, Daoism and heavenly skill, a wonderful pen makes a flower!!"

"This kind of calligraphy attack method is really extremely sharp!"

"It seems that Dean Su has a great chance to win this round!"

However, the next moment, when everyone looked at Dong Zhongwen, they were shocked again!

I saw that this sub-sage wrote like a god, the speed was fast, but it was extremely smooth!

On the paper, it seems that the wind is surging and the river is rushing, which is magnificent.

"This is……"

"This is another day-to-day skill of Confucianism and Taoism, flowing clouds and flowing water!"

"This is a level higher than the Miaobi Shenghua!!"

Everyone couldn't help admiring loudly!

The billowing river swept past, like a mountain torrent erupting, submerging all the flying knives that Su Qingfeng used!

Seeing this, Su Qingfeng's expression changed in shock, and he quickly dodged aside. On the Wuhun Empire side, everyone's expressions suddenly became unnatural.

It goes without saying that in this round, Su Qingfeng lost again!

Including Bibi Dong, everyone's mood became heavy.

This has lost two games in a row, and it was still defeated without any suspense!

If you lose another game, the ones behind will probably not have the face to continue the competition...

Su Qingfeng could no longer maintain a complete calmness, a ray of haze flashed between his brows! !

The third game is very important, I must not lose again!

Su Qingfeng offered to propose:

"Dong Guoshi, how about the piano skill competition in this game?"

"It's okay."

Dong Zhongwen looked confident.

"Today, I will let you lose heartily!"