In the Qianqing Hall of the Daqian Palace, Su Ming looked at the pale Su Yikai sarcastically and said lightly:
"Master Su, I wonder how I am doing with the second half of my poem, but will it still be in your eyes?"
“Do you still insist that this poem was written by you in your early years??”
Su Yikai opened his mouth and finally laughed miserably.
"Su Ming, I really underestimated you!"
"I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply. You even hid it from us four sisters!"
Suddenly her conversation changed and her voice was sharp.
"But Su Ming, don't be proud. Being able to write an eternal quatrain doesn't mean anything. Waste is waste after all. Mud can't hold up a wall. There are many talents and beauties in the Daqian Dynasty who are short-lived!"
"Although I can't compose such a poem, I believe Mr. Chen will one day write it, and it will be no worse than yours. Let's see!!!"
Su Ming shook his head and smiled coldly.
"Haha, you still want to maintain this pretty face now?"
Su Yikai raised his chin stubbornly.
"I'm just stating the facts!"
"fact??"
Su Ming's eyes turned cold for a moment, and he turned to look at Chen Xiuyu who was biting his lip.
"Master Chen said that I am just a flash in the pan, and you will step on me one day. It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Taking advantage of so many people here today, Mr. Chen might as well write two more poems to let me, a waste, open up." Eye-opening?”
Chen Xiuyu gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice:
"Writing poetry requires the right time, place, and people to express your feelings. How can it be as simple as you said? Just do it!"
Su Ming raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically:
"Is it difficult to write poetry? Isn't it just a matter of having a mouth?"
"Su Ming, don't think that just because you've written a poem, you think you're great! If you're capable, write another one!"
Chen Xiuyu replied unconvinced.
"Hmph, Su Ming, stop showing off here. If you can write another poem, I will apologize to you in front of everyone!"
Su Yikai sneered and added jealousy.
"This is what you said!"
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadow."
"hiss......."
There was a gasp of air in the audience.
"This... is so easy to say, why did you sit down so quickly?"
Su Yikao's body trembled, while Chen Xiuyu took two steps back in disbelief.
But Su Ming didn't intend to let them go and continued to talk eloquently.
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see it, the bright mirror in the high hall will be sad and white, and it will turn into snow in the morning. If you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand in front of the moon."
"There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon, and lower my head to think about my hometown."
"Birds have disappeared from thousands of mountains, and people have disappeared from thousands of paths. A man with a coir raincoat hat is alone in a boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river."
"..."
Su Ming carried three hundred Tang poems that he had memorized since he was a child, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was simply eloquent and eloquent at this time.
Su Yikai's body was shaken violently, and his heart was filled with turmoil. In the end, he only felt a tightness in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Pfft~"
"Impossible!! Impossible!!! Each of these poems is a quatrain that has been passed down through the ages. How could you write it so casually? Where did you copy it!!!"
【Ding! Feeling Su Yikao's regret, award 10 points! 】
"Su Ming, I worked hard to build a country with force, but poetry is a small path after all. I want to challenge you!!"
Seeing that he was completely crushed in poetry, Chen Xiuyu actually wanted to challenge Su Ming in order to regain his face.
Hearing this, everyone was filled with contempt.
"Poetry can reach a certain level and reach the spiritual realm. Who gives him the courage to say that poetry is a minor path!!"
"I didn't expect that Chen Xiuyu would be so shameless. He is a master of the fourth level of martial arts, but he actually wants to challenge a person who has no strength to tie a chicken. It's a shame he said it out loud!"
[The protagonist is slapped in the face, and 10 points are awarded. 】
Su Ming's eyes suddenly lit up. Unexpectedly, Chen Xiuyu actually climbed up the pole to give away points.
Chen Xiuyu's face turned red when someone said that, but he still refused to give in and stared at Su Ming with a ferocious expression.
"Su Ming, if you were a man, just fight me openly!"
Su Yiyao pursed her lips. She was very unwilling to have her sweetheart humiliated by her useless brother. She interrupted and said:
"The reason why I have been able to resist the invasion of the Northern Wilderness for so many years is not because of poetry and songs, but because of the swordsmanship of the soldiers at the border!"
"Su Ming, if you don't dare to accept the challenge, just apologize to Mr. Chen. This farce will end today. You are still the legitimate son of my Su family!"
When Su Yiyao thought about it, she had already left a big step for Su Ming. As long as he gave a simple apology, he was still the eldest son of the Su family and was favored by their four sisters. Su Ming had no reason not to accept it.
After hearing Master Wu Sheng say this, the others could only shut up obediently and did not dare to speak up for Su Ming anymore.
Chen Xiuyu's originally neatly combed hair was now messy. Now that Lord Wu Sheng was backing him up, a proud look suddenly appeared on his face.
"Su Ming, let me show Lord Wusheng face by apologizing and honestly admitting that you copied those poems just now. I will let you go today!"
The joking look on Su Ming's face was undisguised, and he smiled faintly.
"Okay, I promise you."
"Okay, then apologize!"
Chen Xiuyu thought Su Ming promised to apologize. Although he was unwilling to do so, he could not go back on his words now that he had said them.
Su Ming looked at him as if he were a fool.
"Chen Xiuyu, are you so mad at me? I said I agreed to your challenge, not that I promised to apologize to you!"
"What, he actually agreed? He, a loser who has already been raped by women, dares to agree to Chen Xiuyu's martial arts competition?"
"It's expanded, it's expanded. Su Ming doesn't think that just because he's accomplished in poetry, he can crush Chen Xiuyu in martial arts, right?"
"Chen Xiuyu has cultivated to the middle stage of the fourth level of martial arts at the age of twenty. He is the only genius in Daqian who is expected to become a martial saint before the age of thirty-five. How dare Su Ming do that?"
"Open the points store."
While everyone was in a daze, Su Ming said silently in his heart.
The next second, an interface appeared in front of him.
[The fourth level of martial arts, the Dzogchen realm, requires 40 points. 】
[The fifth level of martial arts, Dzogchen, requires 50 points. 】
[Martial God Body requires 80 points. 】
[The immortal sword body requires 200 points. 】
【......】
After briefly browsing the rewards in the points store, Su Ming did not hesitate to spend all the points on hand to exchange for the fifth level of martial arts, the Great Perfection.
Others don’t know, but does he know that Chen Xiuyu, who has the aura of the protagonist, is not a mid-level fourth-level martial artist, but a mid-level fifth-level martial artist!
And according to the nature of the novel, it’s hard to say that the protagonist’s small universe will explode in the end and display greater power.
In order to avoid capsizing in the gutter, it is better to directly exchange for the fifth-grade Dzogchen realm insurance.
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