in the room.
Chen Changsheng lay on the rocking chair, lost in thought.
He never thought that he would lose. He had already thought about what he would say after his victory over Chu Xiu.
However, after reading Chu Xiu's answer sheet, his confidence disappeared at that moment.
The invincible Nineteen States have become a joke forever!
"Can't my nearly two thousand years of experience and accumulation be compared to a monster?" Chen Changsheng fell into self-doubt.
Over the long years, he has learned almost everything, mastered everything, and is at the peak of the Nineteen States in all abilities.
I thought that no matter how talented, stunning or evil a person was, they would be insignificant in the face of my long years.
I never expected that someone could beat him in Wen Zhidao.
And he is still a real young man.
The demonic talent of Jin Xiu Wen was beyond the reach of Chen Changsheng. This was definitely not a gap that could be bridged by age.
talent!
A real talent.
Chen Changsheng felt frustrated for the first time since he became the number one person in the Nineteen States.
This feeling of frustration is unfamiliar and uncomfortable.
In particular, he has achieved the first place among the nineteen states in other aspects.
Alone in Wen Zhidao, he was defeated.
This had a great impact on his state of mind.
"Am I really defeated?" Chen Changsheng whispered.
"Master is not defeated." The second gentleman outside the room heard the sound and shouted quickly.
Mr. Fourth Mr. Zhao Wangsun glanced at Mr. Eighth.
Mr. Eight understood and persuaded softly, "Master, there has always been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. In chess, there is a saying: Those in authority are confused, but those who watch are clear.
Disciple, let me make a bold statement. Master, you are also a candidate. You are in a situation, and your judgment is not accurate.
Now that your test papers have been destroyed, although Chu Xiu won the first place, he did not defeat you. "
"What a forced statement." Chen Changsheng complained quietly.
Mr. Ba was overjoyed and continued: "Master, you are a scholar of heaven and man, proficient in all aspects, just like the vast ocean that can accommodate hundreds of rivers. That Chu Xiu is just a small boat."
The few waves you hit at will almost sank him.
Not sinking him does not mean that the vast ocean is inferior to the small boat. "
"It makes sense." The second gentleman quickly agreed.
Mr. Zhang Liang, the third Mr. Zhang, who had never dealt with the second Mr. Mr., also nodded heavily at this moment.
Chen Changsheng said in a muffled voice: "There is some nonsense."
Mr. Second and Mr. Three both had red faces.
Mr. Eight remained calm and continued: "Master, why don't you think about why Chu Xiu took the college entrance examination?"
Chen Changsheng's heart moved.
Mr. Eighth smiled and said: "Think about it, in his heart, he doesn't dare to compare with Master at all.
The disciple boldly guessed that Master, because you tore up the examination paper, you must be optimistic about Chu Xiu's talent and want to accept him as a disciple.
His current situation is very dangerous. If you had not accepted him as your disciple, the Daqian royal family would never have spared him so easily.
Disciple just said that the authorities are deluded and did not mean to compliment the Master. Disciple really feels this way.
Everyone in the world knows that Master, you are the person who cherishes talents the most. In fact, subconsciously, you never thought of letting Chu Xiu lose.
It’s not that you can’t win, it’s just that you don’t want Chu Xiu to lose.
Just like when we disciples worshiped you as our master, we didn’t lose. Does this mean that we are all better than you, master?
In the hearts of disciples, Master, you are both a vast ocean that can contain hundreds of rivers, and a blazing sun that hangs high in the sky.
Even Haoyue cannot reach the height of you, Master. "
Chen Changsheng shook the rocking chair gently.
This Xiaoba is proficient in chess and has always been very eloquent.
"Master, if you don't believe your disciple's words..." Mr. Eighth raised his eyes and looked at the door, and said with a smile, "In the next martial arts test, you can try Chu Xiu's strength yourself.
What made him truly famous in Chang'an City was not his literary talent, but his strength.
The disciple felt that his martial arts talent must be better than his literary talent.
The same is true for Master. If Master defeats him in martial arts, Wen Zhidao will be able to tell who is stronger and who is weaker without having to compare. "
"Martial arts test..." Chen Changsheng whispered, his eyes moving slightly.
Mr. Eighth chuckled and said, "If the master fails the martial arts test, then the disciple will have nothing to say."
"That's too much of a bullying to him." Chen Changsheng said leisurely.
Mr. Eight secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master, we can fight in the same realm as him."
"My original plan was to fight with these little guys in the same situation." Chen Changsheng said, "I just felt that I was bullying them too much."
"Master is overthinking." Mr. Eighth smiled and said, "Master is willing to deign to condescend to fight with these juniors. This is the supreme honor of these juniors.
Let them open their eyes and it will be of great benefit to their future. It is not too late for them to be grateful to Master. "
"Is that so?" Chen Changsheng raised his eyebrows lightly.
"Of course." Mr. Eighth said quickly, "Many old guys in Chang'an City should have guessed the identity of Master. They know that Master will fight with the juniors, and they are just eager to take his place."
"Yes, there is no one in this world who is qualified enough for Master to take action." Mr. Er said with a smile, "Master is willing to lower himself to the realm and fight with these juniors. It is the supreme honor of these juniors."
Chen Changsheng was speechless for a while, then slowly said: "The martial arts test will be hosted by Xiaoba, and it is scheduled for two days later."
"Okay." Mr. Eight nodded, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. It was considered that the master had been relieved.
Mr. Er glanced at the others.
Mr. Twelve Tang Jiabao said quickly: "Master, this disciple has encountered a problem when researching poison."
"This disciple has encountered some problems while studying the Great Formation. I would like to ask Master for some guidance."
"My disciple's paintings have also hit a bottleneck."
"My disciple was studying herbal medicine and discovered something very strange. I hope Master can answer it for me."
"..."
All the disciples from the back mountain spoke one after another, asking Chen Changsheng to answer their questions.
Chen Changsheng hummed softly, knowing that these disciples wanted him to find a sense of accomplishment.
"How can I not know whether I am defeated or not..."
Chen Changsheng braced himself to answer questions for these direct disciples.
"I'm really unwilling."
"How could I lose?"
"Why did you tear up the scroll and leave?"
"Can't you just change the answer?"
After accepting the failure, the more Chen Changsheng thought about it, the more depressed he became. The proud smile on Chu Xiu's face appeared in his mind, and his back teeth almost broke.
"Boy, are you good at reciting poetry? Being able to recite poetry is of no use. The most important thing in the final test is strength!" Chen Changsheng hummed to himself, planning to teach Chu Xiu a few lessons during the martial arts test to relax him. Depressed mood.
One side is depressed, the other side is drinking and talking happily.
Often come to the inn.
Chu Xiu, Meng Xiaochuan, Gu Chensha and other six people drank happily and enjoyed the rare leisure time.
The meal lasted until the afternoon and then ended.
Zhu Yourong cleared the messy dining table, and the landlady brought a pot of sobering tea to Chu Xiu.
The wine Taoist, Mo Baicao, the old man named Qin, Xia Qingshan, Jiang Rou and others came over. They had been here in the morning.
The landlady was very discerning and silently exited the inn lobby.
In the backyard, Xia Chuxue was also there, practicing swordsmanship.
After the literary test, Xia Chuxue suddenly discovered something that made her a little embarrassed.
Before the literary test, she subconsciously thought that the literary test was much more difficult than the martial arts test, and all she wanted was to not be at the bottom.
After the literary test was over and the martial arts test was about to begin, she suddenly realized that her strength seemed to be quite average.
Especially, compared with other talented candidates.
However, when she saw the proprietress, Xia Chuxue breathed a sigh of relief.
In the martial arts exam, you probably don’t need to be at the bottom~.
In the hotel lobby.
Xia Qingshan very attentively poured a cup of sobering tea for the old man surnamed Qin and Mo Baicao.
"Wukao, what do you think?" The wine Taoist took a sip of wine, looked at his disciple Chu Xiu, and asked with a smile.
Chu Xiu blinked, "I want to continue to win."
Having won the literary test and then the martial arts test, his position as a disciple at the back of the Suzaku Academy will probably be secure.
"It's not easy to win the martial arts test." The old man surnamed Qin said leisurely.
"It's not that it's not easy to win, it's just that it's impossible." The wine Taoist drank silently, thinking that that person was probably angry and didn't know how he would deal with his stupid disciple during the martial arts test.
Chu Xiu humbly asked for advice, "Who do you think my opponents are."
Generally speaking, the higher the strength, the more accurate the vision.
The old man named Qin in front of him is undoubtedly a master.
"I'm just a sweeper, how can I know who is good or not?" The old man surnamed Qin laughed.
Chu Xiu had no choice but to look at his master, Taoist Master Jiu.
"Not counting your five friends, there are probably only two people who can make you pay attention." The wine Taoist said thoughtfully.
Chu Xiu said: "Wang Quan Yixiao and Chen Changsheng."
The wine connoisseur shook his head, "It's Wang Quan Yixiao and Bei Moting."
"Beimo Ting?" Chu Xiu was startled, and a young man in black with a knife on his back appeared in his mind, thoughtfully, "I used to be second on the Fuyao list, but now I'm seventh."
"Yes, this man is a swordsman, very strong." The wine Taoist's face straightened.
Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows and said, "What about Chen Changsheng? Why do I feel that this kid is quite powerful?"
The wine connoisseur was speechless for a moment.
Not only is it very powerful, it is simply more powerful than you can imagine.
"He, don't think about it." The wine Taoist took a sip of wine.
"Oh?" Chu Xiu was surprised and looked up at the old man named Qin.
The old man surnamed Qin smiled and said: "I do know this Chen Changsheng quite well."
"Please give me some advice, senior." Chu Xiu said in a respectful tone.
"What he is best at is speed and attack." The old man surnamed Qin said leisurely, "If you want to beat him, you must do one thing."
As he spoke, the old man surnamed Qin took a sip of sobering tea.
Chu Xiu picked up the teapot and poured a cup of new tea for the old man named Qin.
"Resist the beating." The old man surnamed Qin said two words with a smile.
Chu Xiu was startled and immediately frowned.
Resist beating?
"Not bad, not bad, you really need to resist the beating." Wine Taoist Renlian said.
"So, I'm here." Mo Baicao said with a leisurely smile. At noon, he had already prepared an increased version of the body tempering liquid for Chu Xiu. .
Chu Xiu said in a low voice: "You guys have no confidence in me at all."
"Ahem, it's not that I don't have confidence in you." The wine Taoist coughed lightly, "The main thing is that that person has a very powerful elder."
"Who?" Chu Xiu was curious.
The wine connoisseur dipped his hand into the wine and wrote a word on the dining table:
Feng.
"Feng..." Chu Xiu suddenly realized.
Feng, naturally could only be Dean Feng's Feng.
Xia Qingshan and Jiang Rou also instantly understood the meaning of 'Feng', and were quite shocked for a moment. It was the first time they heard that Dean Feng had a descendant.
"No wonder he is so arrogant, even the left prime minister knelt down and begged for mercy..." Chu Xiu smiled.
"Why are you laughing?" The wine connoisseur squinted.
The martial arts test is coming soon, and I don’t know how I will be beaten. How can I still laugh?
