After Wei Xuanhe flew away, Huan Xin looked at the rising sun in the distance and couldn't help but sigh.
He knew that Wei Xuanhe must have left many details unexplained in this matter. It was also due to time constraints that he felt it was a blessing to meet this descendant of Shushan when he came to Huashan this time.
On the second day of the competition, the conference arranged two competitions. The first session was held at nine o'clock in the morning in the square of Yuquan Temple.
Huan Xin also came here as scheduled with the other players after going back to wash up briefly. But what he didn't expect was that this competition would actually be about memory.
After listening to the staff explain the rules, Huan Xin burst out laughing. He felt that this competition was tailor-made for the purpose. It was not good to compare, but it was to be endorsed. With his photographic memory, it can be said that if he ranks second in the world today, then the real Wenqu star should be ranked first.
The rules of the competition are that the fourteen contestants must read a Taoist book at the same time. Of course, this book is not about any secret techniques, but a general enlightenment book.
The allotted time is one hour, and then you write it out silently. Whoever writes the most words wins. Only the top eight will advance to the next round.
When everyone got the book, their expressions were stunned, and then they frowned unconsciously. Standing at the end of Qingxin also feels strange. After all, everyone is a cultivator, so it is common to memorize and read classics. Why is the expression so complicated?
Soon, Huan Xin knew the answer. When he opened the book he had written, he saw that all the words inside were in small seal script. When Huan Xin took a look, he couldn't help but laugh. Everyone present was stunned by the sudden laughter and turned around with surprised expressions.
Huan Xin also controlled his proud expression, and soon started reading and reciting it like everyone else. For people who don’t understand Xiaozhuan, it’s not easy to understand what the characters are, let alone whether they can read and understand them. However, this test is about the character of the character, who can remember more.
With just over a thousand words, I read it in just a few minutes. He has been learning calligraphy since he was a child. Although his handwriting is mediocre, he has a special liking for Xiaozhuan and the characters of Wei Stele. It is naturally not difficult to memorize this book.
Ten minutes later, while everyone was still struggling to remember, Huan Xin had already walked to the desk, picked up a pen and started writing on the paper. Everyone looked surprised, and the short Taoist priest blurted out: "Do you think he cheated?"
Seeing that Huan Xin Yang San was so confident and confident, everyone might think that he was "cheating", otherwise it would be too hard for people to accept.
In less than half an hour, Huan Xin finished writing the last word. He looked a little embarrassed at the remaining thirteen fellow Taoists who were still struggling to recite. He forced out a smile and took the scripture he had written silently. The article was put into the hands of the judges.
Several conference staff also looked at each other with different expressions. At this time, Elder Shi stepped forward, took the scripture written by Huan Xinmo, and asked with a surprised look on his face: "Has Little Friend Qi read this scripture before?"
Huan Xin calmly shook his head and said, "No, this is also my first time reading."
"Oh?" Elder Shi questioned.
Huan Xin knew that it was hard for people to believe what he was doing. After all, let alone memorizing this ancient book within an hour, even if it was written in modern writing, it would probably not be an easy task.
So Huan Xin said to Elder Shi: "It's only a thousand words. Even if it's in Xiaozhuan, there's nothing surprising about it. I've already become familiar with this kind of thing after reading it once. It's not difficult to write it backwards again!" "
"F*ck!" Senior Brother Maoshan couldn't help but spit out the fragrance when he saw Huan Xin boasting seriously.
The other contestants around him looked at the arrogant Qing Xin, and one of them jumped up angrily, tore the book in his hand into pieces, and yelled angrily: "Endorsement? What the hell?" Ah, I want to duel with you!"
Huan Xin saw this man rushing toward him as if he had lost his mind, with an expression on his face as if he wanted to eat someone. He was also frightened, and said innocently: "What's going on, fellow Taoist? What did I say? Have you offended fellow Taoist?"
Looking at the young disciple who was stopped by the staff, Huan Xin also looked surprised.
The man's face was red, his neck was thick, and he was about to explode with anger. He pointed at Huan Xin and said, "You are too arrogant. If you can really write it backwards again, even if I lose, I will kneel down and kowtow to you three times." "If you can't write it out, kneel down and kowtow to me three times, how dare you?"
With a smile on her face, Huan Xin shook her head and said, "Forget about kowtowing. It's not difficult to write it down silently. I'll just play with you."
As he spoke, under the incredulous gazes of everyone, Qing Xin started writing without any pause. Everyone was completely dumbfounded. You must know that this was written backwards! Even several veteran Taoist priests at the level of masters could not sit still and stood up one after another to watch the actions on the stage.
Within ten minutes, Qing Xin took the scripture written upside down and displayed it in front of everyone. The young Taoist priest fell to his knees on the ground, dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.
Huan Xin stepped forward and helped him up, and said to him with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, why should you be serious? These are just trivial tricks, and they are not worth making such a big fight!"
This man was completely convinced. Regardless of whether what he wrote was correct or not, he could just write it with his mind and a pen. The Taoist priest knew that he had lost.
Huan Xin entered the next round without any suspense, and an hour later, the second place was also chosen, and it turned out to be the young monk Zhou Jiang. He also recited this ancient book word for word, but the time was much slower than calling the heart. Huan Xin looked at the little monk and joked: "You have a lot of talent, you are worthy of being a Buddhist genius!"
Zhou Jiang's expression changed, and he quickly pulled Zhanxin aside and whispered, "Stop talking nonsense. If others hear it later, my identity will be exposed!"
Huan Xin said with a bad smile: "Now that this matter is over, you have to treat me to a nice meal. If you don't agree, I will report you in front of everyone now!"
Zhou Jiang nodded helplessly and said: "How come I didn't realize you were this kind of person before? Okay, after the competition is over, I'll treat you to a meal and eat you to death!"
Soon, one after another, the top eight people were selected. The degree of completion of these eight people was different. The third place was a gentle and white-faced boy. He wrote a total of 672 words correctly from dictation. characters, and the Taoist nun who Huan Xin has been paying attention to only wrote one less character than the white-faced boy in third place.
The fifth place is Maoshan's senior brother. I didn't realize that he still has something. He wrote more than 300 words correctly in total. Although it is half less than the first two, it is not bad. Next, the sixth place is that short man, Taoist Priest Woodchuck. In fact, Huan Xin paid attention to this person after he snatched his Golden Skylark yesterday. He is a disciple from Ge Zao Sect and also from Damen University. Sent.
The seventh place is another female disciple. In fact, Huan Xin also saw the performance of this disciple when she caught Skylark yesterday. The technique she used was also very weird, but due to her poor appearance, Huan Xin didn’t pay too much attention to it.
Since the last one wrote the same number of words silently, I thought it was Wei Xuanhe from Shushan, and the other one was a fat Taoist priest.
Wei Xuanhe still had a cold expression. Although both of them had the same number of words, Wei Xuanhe won in the end. After all, when the two people's words were put together, the fat man's words were like those written by a dog. Although Wei Xuanhe did not write that many words, his handwriting was neat and his lower body was strong. It looked like he had practiced it, so it was natural that he would win.
At the end of this round, six of the fourteen people were eliminated. What will happen in the next round?
