"Fuck..."
Lin was also stunned by the scene in front of him.
Is this still possible?
It is a good saying that a gentleman speaks but does not do anything. Is this the legendary saying that follows his words?
Lin Yi's heartbeat accelerated.
There is a feeling of opening the door to a new world.
"..."
Chen Jinbei couldn't help but hold his forehead. He also knew the dean's character. Just doing a sneak attack like this...is it really good?
What's more, the other party is the dean of Qingping Academy.
He Weijun from Junji Academy frowned and whispered: "Vulgar!"
"Shameless old thief!"
He Wancheng felt a chill in his crotch and his face turned red. Originally, this magical power could evade him, but he could not withstand Zheng Zhiqiu's sudden attack.
He hurriedly pulled up his trousers, and then he became angry and glared at Zheng Zhiqiu: "The president of the dignified academy actually did such a vulgar thing, has the knowledge of the saint been read into the belly of a dog?"
"Today I will let you see the tricks of our Qingping Academy!"
From He Wancheng's sleeve, a pen glowing with golden light flew out, and his talent turned into ink, and he sketched in the void.
A large cyan dragon was outlined and then covered with black energy.
When the black air dissipated, a large green dragon swam out of the void, somewhere between illusion and reality. The snake hesitated and hissed at Zheng Zhiqiu.
"Xiao Qing?"
Lin Yi subconsciously said it. The big blue dragon and the style of ink painting made him instantly immerse himself in it.
"What Xiaoqing?"
Chen Jinbei took Lin Yi and Su Huaizhi to evacuate, and explained at the same time: "This is the literary painting technique of Qingping Academy, which is inspired by the pen. We at Pingzhou Academy are good at literary arts, and condensing words can hurt people!"
"Of course, the essence is actually the same, both are based on talent. One depends on the level of painting skills, and the other depends on the true meaning of the article comprehended!"
"In addition, painting is also a kind of literary art. Literary art is all-encompassing. I can't finish it in a short while..."
Lin Yi nodded slightly, and with a thought, he asked: "The tiger that Zhu Liren sketched before was also a literary painting?"
Chen Jinbei nodded and said, "Yes, Zhu Liren majors in painting!"
Lin Yi looked at Zhu Liren with panic-stricken eyes in the distance and muttered: "Then he may never be able to pick up a pen again..."
at this time.
Zheng Zhiqiu also flew out a golden pen from his robe, and said sarcastically: "I can make your pants fall down, which means that the saint also approves it. Do you want to say that the saint is also vulgar?"
"You stole my students today, and you still have the nerve to call me shameless?"
"town!"
Zheng Zhiqiu sketched out a golden word "Zhen" in one stroke, and the handwriting melted, forming a large net that directly covered the green dragon.
The collision of mighty talents stirred up a fierce wind on the street.
The green dragon struggled in the giant net, and then spit out green mist, which instantly corroded a gap in the giant net.
He pounced on Zheng Zhiqiu again.
He Wancheng sneered and said: "It's a small trick. A few years ago, I traveled around the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters and discussed the Tao with a green dragon. I mastered its body shape and natal magical power and put it into writing. How can you control it with a single word!"
"You are so awesome! This green dragon must be a female!"
Zheng Zhiqiu couldn't help but feel disgusted at He Wancheng.
Lin Yi: "..."
How did Zheng Zhiqiu become the dean of Pingzhou Academy?
What about integrity?
He Wancheng's eyes almost popped out of his head, and his chest heaved violently: "You... you are simply a disgrace to a gentleman!"
"You don't even let go of snakes, who is the shame of a gentleman?"
Zheng Zhiqiu kept stimulating He Wancheng with words, and then a picture scroll flew out of his sleeve: "It's not like I haven't gained anything in these years, isn't it just painting skills? I have it too!"
The words fell.
The majestic talent in Zheng Zhiqiu's body was poured into it, and the painting bloomed with pink brilliance.
Then a smooth and white jade leg took the lead to poke out from the scroll. As the red maples fell, a tall, scantily clad girl in pink walked out of the scroll.
She has a voluptuous figure, natural charm, light figure, and pounces on He Wancheng with a charming smile.
He Wancheng's face turned red and he was trembling with anger: "Shameless old thief, you actually collect such calligraphy treasures... I am ashamed to be associated with you!"
next moment.
The woman in pink jumped directly into He Wancheng's arms and hooked her hands around his neck.
Suddenly, He Wancheng's eyes were blurred, and he felt sleepy.
"Who cares about being with you..."
Zheng Zhiqiu rolled his eyes at He Wancheng, the golden pen in his hand bloomed with brilliance, and he outlined one word in one stroke: "Broken!"
The broken characters turned into a giant axe, which directly split the green dragon, and then it returned to the space between heaven and earth.
The green dragon was shaken away, and He Wancheng immediately came back to his senses. His whole face turned black to charcoal, and he became angry and said: "Zheng Zhiqiu, you... you are an insult to gentleness!"
He wanted to curse but couldn't, and He Wancheng felt that his lungs were about to explode with anger.
"oh!"
Zheng Zhiqiu responded calmly and took out a book from his sleeve robe: "I also have a book about beautiful women..."
He Wancheng subconsciously took two steps back and said with a blushing face: "You are deceiving me that I am going through a gentleman's calamity and using pictures of beautiful women against me. How despicable!"
He Wancheng soared into the air, lowered his head and looked down at Zheng Zhiqiu and said: "There are too many mortals here, you and I will fight in the sky!"
"Okay, I'll let a few more beauties play with you to satisfy you!"
call out!
Zheng Zhiqiu held the thick beauty album in his hand and chased after him. His words almost made He Wancheng drop it!
…
Seeing this scene, Lin Yi became confused again and turned to look at Chen Jinbei: "Mr. Chen, what is the calamity of a gentleman? Why are pictures of beautiful women so scary to Dean He?"
Chen Jinbei thought thoughtfully and said: "When a fourth-grade gentleman becomes a third-grade scholar, he has to go through a mental tribulation. It is said that Dean He has no interest in women. It is estimated that his mental tribulation is to make him lose resistance to women..."
"Then the dean said he wouldn't even let go of snakes...is that true?"
Lin Yi didn't expect such a calamity, and his eyes changed when he looked at He Wancheng.
"Ahem~"
Chen Jinbei couldn't help coughing violently, and his face became slightly hot.
It should be true!
now.
The two strong men in the gentleman realm started fighting fiercely in mid-air. From time to time, pink light exploded, red flowers fell, and their talents fluctuated violently.
Lin Yi, Chen Jinbei, Su Huaizhi and others watched with great interest. After all, this kind of scene was too rare.
"enough!"
At this moment, He Weijun of Junji Academy opened his mouth, looked at the two figures in the air, and said in a deep voice: "It is forbidden to fly in the air here!"
call out!
call out!
Before Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng could react, they fell directly from the air.
Lin Yi was moved. He Weijun's strength seemed to be much stronger than Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng.
Then...if he insists on protecting Zhu Liren, no one can do anything to them.
Things are not going well!
"You two are both the masters of the academy. How can you fight like this over a disciple?"
He Weijun said in a deep voice, as if he was a big brother.
"snort!"
"snort!"
Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng snorted at each other, neither of them convinced the other.
"He Wancheng robs me of my disciples, and I will argue with reason and convince others with my virtue. Is there no problem?" Zheng Zhiqiu said seriously.
"What do you mean by robbing you of your disciple? Does Lin Yi have it written on his head that he is a disciple of Pingzhou Academy?" He Wancheng still refused to give in at all.
"You all stop fighting, Lin Yiwo Junji Academy wants it!"
Without hesitation, He Weijun directly stated his opinion.
Zheng Zhiqiu and He Wancheng suddenly turned their heads to look at He Weijun, glaring angrily.
